Your heart is like my heart 7

The heroic face had no expression at all, and her cold and high body slowly approached. At the moment when she tried to close the palace gate, she put her hand in the crack of the door and pushed the door open.

You Hui was stunned for a moment and bowed forward to salute: "See Prince An!"

Seeing that he was just staring at her coldly, he covered his mouth and coughed: "Prince An, this is a forbidden place in the harem, and it's late at night. I'm afraid of inconvenience. If Prince An has something important, you might as well go to the Xuanzheng Hall and invite the emperor immediately!"

He approached step by step, and she retreated step by step, especially sweating anxiously. No matter how confused he was, he would not be able to guess the meaning, but he still raised his voice and said, "Lord An, it's late at night, please move to the Xuanzheng Hall!"

"You Hui!" Xia Houze glanced at him coldly and sneered, "Eunuch You, you are a smart man. There is something important to go to Jingren Palace so late at night!" Come on!"

Hearing this, the guards outside the hall marched forward, all wearing armor and holding knives in their hands. Almost without any resistance, everyone in Jingren Palace was bound, except her.

"What do you want?" Yin Piao asked angrily.

"Jingren Palace is a feng shui treasure, and I want to borrow it!"

"He's coming back soon!"

As he walked into the hall, he suddenly stopped, seemed to hesitate for a while, and said in a low voice, "He will not return to Jingren Palace again!"

"What did you do to him? Where is he now? She grabbed him in panic: "Where is he?"

Extremely indifferent, Xia Houze pulled away his hand holding his arm: "He is my own brother. How could I do anything to him? I don't know where he is. All I know is that you will never see him again!"

Yin Pianxuan was slightly stunned, turned away and sat down on the steps in front of the hall. The crystal at the bottom of his eyes began to flood, shining a little in the night.

I didn't want to look at her and didn't want to see her sad for another man. Xia Houze walked directly into the hall, and his heart was suddenly blocked by the red in front of him. The gentle palace lamps, layers of hanging red curtains, and fragrant sandalwood Luan couch were almost no different from Yun Yuexuan's decoration, but more luxurious and warmer, and he couldn't help speeding up. Steps, running to the inner hall.

A little smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and it was his own ridicule.

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She sat down on the bed and clearly saw the body sitting on the steps tremble. When he estimated how long it would take her to get up and enter the hall, she stood up quietly, stubbornly wiped her tears, folded into the hall, and still cried, "Where is he?"

"You don't want to know where he is."

"Where is he?" Silent and angry shouting.

"If one person is destined to die between him and Zong Chenghuan, who will you choose to let live?"

Yin Panxuan stared at him and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"

"When two tigers fight each other, there must be a injury, that's all! The fourth brother, Yingming Shenwu and Zongcheng Huan are brave and good at fighting. The battle between the two must be extremely brilliant, not to mention for the same woman?

That face, indifferent, ruthless, hazy, completely strange face, she stepped back two steps: "How did you become like this?"

The phoenix's eyes raised slightly, with a deep light, and smiled gently. The laughter made people tremble: "Otherwise, what do you want me to become? Like the fourth brother, do you please with all the luxury and favor? Or like Zong Chenghuan, who raises troops for you and paves a way to marry you with the blood of soldiers?

"Ring up troops to invade?!" She repeated and shook her head slightly: "No, he won't! He won't!"

Xiahou Ze sneered: "I don't think the fourth brother has told you that Zongcheng Huan has brought tens of thousands of elite soldiers and reached an alliance with Zhao Fang. Now he is rushing to Luojing. When it comes at dawn, the soldiers must come to the city!"

Seeing that she was so stupid that she almost collapsed in the chair, what he said was like a sharp arrow: "Zong Chenghuan won't tell you that now he is just waiting to fight with his fourth brother. Unfortunately, the fourth brother still thinks that Zong Chenghuan is not in Luojing. As long as he guards Luojing, everything will be under his control!"

"What about you? What do you want?" For a long time, she asked hoarsely.

"I just want to get back what belongs to me!"

"The throne?!" Yin Pians raised her lips and smiled indifferently, and her eyes were full of contempt: "Men always love power, so what if they have supreme power?"

"At least you can get what you want!" At the beginning, he was desperate and tried his best to get the throne. In the end, he got what he wanted, and now, he just wants to return to the throne that belonged to him, and others that should belong to him.

"If His Royal Highness still can't let go of the throne, just open his mouth, he won't be an emperor! He doesn't care!"

Xiahou Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Actually, you really know him, the throne, maybe he is really not rare, but you are extremely precious to him!"

Her eyes were wide, and she jumped up defensively and roared, "What do you want?"

"I just want you to do something and send a message to my fourth brother!"

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He stood on the wall of Mingde Gate, with his back in one hand, looking at the sky. It was gray and dark before dawn. Everything was still sleeping, and he couldn't help thinking about her. Is she sleeping or waiting for him at this moment? There was a slight hook on her lips, trying to make her just wait for him to go back, and then she miss her and dream peacefully.

"Laugh often, how's it going?" Xiahou Chen restrained a light smile and asked seriously.

"The twelve gates have been arranged, and I want to break through Luojing City unless I can fly to the sky and escape."

He nodded and was silent for a moment: "How about An Wangfu?"

"There is no movement for the time being."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a burst of eager footsteps, and a black guard came hurriedly: "There is something wrong with the Anwang Mansion! My subordinates were ordered to go to Anwang Mansion to investigate the situation——"

Xiahouchen could no longer listen to the following words, and there was still a situation in the Anwang Mansion guarded by heavy soldiers. It can be seen that it must have used a lot of strength. It is almost unnecessary to think about it. It is not easy to rescue him from layers of siege like this.

Looking back at the seemingly sleeping palace, is that what you want?

"Your Majesty! Emperor--" He often laughed and interrupted his distraction. External troubles can be blocked to death, but internal chaos, at this time, otherwise, they will fight together. Otherwise, the chaos will increase, and Luojing City will be reduced to the iron hooves.

He took a deep breath and exhaled two words: "Go back to the palace!"

If this is what he must face, he will never escape. No matter who wins or loses, it doesn't matter. What matters is that she is waiting for him.

Chang Xiao did not stop him, but followed him and went down the wall.

Mingde Gate is the south gate of Luojing City, far away from the Zhuque Gate, the main gate of the palace. The long Zhuque Street connects the two gates. The horse travels quickly and often laughs and keeps pushing the horse to run so as not fall.

hiss--, the loud horse hissed through the night sky, and then heard a worried call: "Piaoer--"

He often stared at the carriage sitting in the middle of the street without blinking. The curtain opened. The red dress sat quietly on the carriage, with his back to the light and could not see her face in the dark, but it was her. There was a trace of uneasiness in her heart. As soon as he tried to stop him, he saw him turn off the horse and went straight to the carriage.

"Your Majesty--

Almost at the same moment, a silver light shook in the carriage and stared straight at the magnificent back parked in front of the carriage. He only felt that the sky above his head had collapsed.