MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 153

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Zong Zheng's wistful and indignant eyes stared directly at the carriage, and that look seemed to be about to split the carriage away and crush the people inside it. He muffled his voice and said coldly, "Fu Tu, today you can't fly with wings." He still called him Fu Tu, and in his heart he didn't want to admit that this person was a brother who had a blood relationship with him.

Zongzheng's uncomfortable look in the carriage was as calm as usual. He glanced at the sword aside and did not respond. It was Li Liang outside the car, who drew his sword horizontally, and looked like a guardian of death. "As long as I am Li Liang, you don't want to hurt your hair." He said to the other guards, "Protect your Majesty. ! "

"Yes!" The escorts all responded with a look of death.

Zongzheng sneered sneered, "Huh! It's up to you? You can't help it." Said Feng Fengmu slightly squinted, raised the sword in his hand, and thinly spit out a word: "Kill!"

BMW hissed and murderous emptied.

In the snowy winter night, the two men fought and killed, blood sprayed, and their lives were like grass and mustard.

Blades struck, sparks splattered, and howling sounds pierced the eardrum.

Zongzheng rides on his horse without worry. The blood pool that is too late to reflect reflects his face, stained with a bloodthirsty red. He didn't look at the people who were fighting, only the carriage in his eyes. Just half an hour ago, he was still receiving messengers from various countries. Leng Yan suddenly appeared, with a dignified expression on his face, telling him that something had to happen.

He left the lobby and just entered the gate of Shangqi Court. Leng Yan threw himself behind him and knelt.

The thing that can make Leng Yan so breathless must be a big thing. He turned and frowned and asked, "What is it?"

Leng Yan bowed her head, her voice unusually heavy. "Emperor, the North Dynasty heard the news, saying ..." Speaking here, he paused.

He waited for Leng Yan to stop talking and continue to talk, but after a while, Leng Yan still stopped at that utterance, without the following, this situation is unusual for a person who has not been emotionally affected for many years. He frowned even more, already impatient, and sank, "What the hell? Say!"

"An avalanche occurred in the tomb of the Imperial City, and the tomb of the concubine ... collapsed!" Leng Yan is definitely the first time to report something as difficult as today, just because he has followed the emperor for so many years, he knows the emperor's heart the most. What do you care about?

Zongzheng's worry-free look really changed, and he hurriedly asked, "Who is this message from you? Exactly? Is only the mother's tomb collapsed, or the entire emperor's tomb collapsed?"

Leng Yan said: "Only ... the princess ..."

"Impossible! Even if the entire Emperor's Mausoleum is collapsed, the mother's tomb will not collapse!" Zong Zheng sighed wistfully, his face ugly. The mother's tomb has only been built for more than ten years. All the best materials were used in its construction, and its hardness was far beyond that of other tombs. It is impossible for only the mother's tomb to be destroyed unless the other tombs are intact unless ... unless someone does it on purpose! He clenched his fists clenched, forbearing the sullen anger of his heart rolling, and gritted his teeth and asked, "Did they mother and son do it?"

Leng Yan raised his head slightly, and his usual expression of wood moved. "Mr. Fu said to the Emperor that the new year is coming, and I want to send you and the Emperor a gift ..."

"Bang!" Without waiting for Leng Yan to speak, Zong Zheng was full of anger and anxiety. He was always calm. He couldn't control his punch and smashed it on the thick porch beside him. Suddenly, the sunken wood of the porch cracked and shattered. Green tiles, crushed on the ground. And his fist epithelium was stained with blood. How dare they touch his mother's tomb! In his lifetime, the two women he loved the most were hurt by them repeatedly. How can he tolerate it?

Leng Yan's expression changed slightly. Looking at the emperor who had always been calm and self-confident, he said, "Please ask the emperor to take care of the dragon body!" But these are enough to anger the emperor, and the next ones, he no longer knows how to report?

Zongzheng has no worries to stabilize his emotions. Whenever he encounters his mother and Aman, he can easily defeat his proud calmness. After a while, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "My mother's body ..." He only said these words and looked straight at Leng Yan.

Leng Yan replied: "Before the tomb collapsed, the body of the concubine ... was transported away in secret."

Zong Zheng froze for a moment, his eyes sharpened like an ice skate, and he hurriedly asked: "Who did it? Where was he transported? Now ... Is it intact?" He would not stupidly think that someone would be compassionate and ruined. After the mausoleum, his mother's body will be let go.

Leng Yan's eyes flickered, and his sharp eyes forced him to hide. He didn't know how to tell the emperor the news, and what kind of things would the emperor do after he knew? Thirteen years ago, the death of the concubine has tortured the emperor for so many years. Now how can the emperor face such a cruel fact?

Seeing the hesitant look in his eyes, Zongzheng's heart sank fiercely, and the bottomless ice pit drowned him. He realized that it would not be a good result, but to what extent?

"What the **** did they do with my mother's body?" There were countless possibilities flashing in his mind, and his voice flickered slightly.

"Niangniang's body ... was burned and burned into ashes after being burned." Even though it was difficult, Leng Yan had finished speaking, and he lowered his head, waiting for a storm to come. However, after waiting for a long time, the expected storm did not come. He looked up in doubt, and saw the emperor's eyes red and bloodthirsty, staring at him in disbelief as if he had told a big lie.

Frustration and ashes are the harshest punishment for those who are unpardonable. And his mother was such a kind and beautiful woman. When he was alive, he suffered so much suffering every day. After death, they will be dug up and ruined. Zong Zheng stepped forward without worry, a huge grief struck him, but he couldn't bear it for a while.

It's his fault, it's all his fault!

Leng Yan shouted in anxiety: "The emperor ... please the emperor!"

Zongzheng supported the porch without any worries, and stood firm. "Grief?" What he wanted was not grief, but he immediately entered the capital and vented Fu Jie's anger to his mother and son. Grief has caused him to lose his mind. His flushed eyes shot the flames of hatred, looking towards the direction of the capital, saying, "Let the old nine prepare the forage, and the entire army will come to meet quickly."

Leng Yan was startled, and before he could take command, Zongzheng Wuyou turned and walked towards the inner court.

At this moment, he was full of anger and grief, and could not vent. Entering the inner courtyard, when no one was in the house, he asked the outside: "Where's the princess?"

A girl-in-law quickly stepped forward to salute, "Emperor Qi Qi, the mother received a letter from an old man saying that he would go out to meet the old man."

Zong Zheng wrinkled his worries, "Which old friend? Where can I meet?" A Man has no acquaintances in this Yuzhou city. Where did he come from?

The girl-in-law's gaze flashed, "If you return to the emperor, the slave-women don't know."

Zong Zheng waved his hand impatiently and motioned her to retreat. He went to the table and sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea, drank it, slammed the cup out, and the porcelain cup slammed to the ground with a crackling sound. The people outside the door were frightened and fell down in fear.

"The emperor, there is something to report." A guard outside the door knelt.

Zongzheng calmed down and calmed down, "Come in. What's the matter?" Today seems to be extraordinarily much.

"The Emperor Qilu, his subordinate just received the secret report. The North Emperor came to Yuzhou City and lived in Xiangyue Inn."

Zongzheng's worry-free glance suddenly became clear, his clenched fist was violently violent, he chuckled his lips, very well, he was looking for him, and he came to the door himself! "Hurry up two hundred men and go to Xiangyue Inn."

When he went out, he noticed that it seemed strange. Aman went out today to meet his deceased person, and Fu Cai just arrived in Yuzhou City.

When he arrived at Xiangyue Inn, someone had gone upstairs. In Room No. 1 in Tianzi, he didn't see the enemies he hated, but met his beloved wife. Old friend, this is her old friend! His guess turned out to be correct. At that moment, sadness, disappointment, grief, anger, suspicion, fear ... all these emotions came in, tormenting him almost crazy. He could not care about the feelings of others and could not understand with normal thinking, so he left the woman who had always been loving and caring on the apex of his heart and chased his enemies away.

The battle on the battlefield continued, some people fell to the ground, and some people rushed to the ground.

The sharp sword penetrated the intestines, and the hot blood mixed with the internal organs flowed to the ground, meandering the snow that had dissolved the ground. The strong **** air fluttered in the cold air, spreading endlessly.

Dark night, no stars and no moon, splashing ink color, extremely depressed.

Less than a quarter of an hour, all the guards around the carriage fell, and no one stood. The only Li Liang who was still breathing, fell into a pool of blood, his eyes widened, full of despair and unwillingness, he looked back at Tongtongguan, not far away, why was it difficult? The soldiers who return to Tongtong Pass will be all waste, so close, can't they see the fighting here? He looked in the direction of the carriage again, unable to mumble to himself: "Your Majesty ... Why ..." Why do you refuse to listen to the advice of your subordinates and use that woman as a hostage? It's a pity that after all, I can't finish the last breath. 2k novel reading network