Chapter 324 is empty

The fourth prince rode on the horse and looked up slightly at the already bright but still gray sky. He was confused and didn't know the path. When he walked for a long time, he suddenly felt that his chest was empty. The fourth prince subconsciously raised his hand and covered his chest and pressed his hands heavily and firmly on his chest, but the empty feeling But it feels stronger.

She knew her heart, and the fourth prince's thoughts were floating, extremely clear but as ethereal as in a dream. She knew her heart and her heart. It turned out that she knew more and deeper than she thought... She knew... She understood... A strong and incomparable coldness came out, and the fourth prince only felt The eye socket is sore, but dry and can't shed tears, she knows it! She... knows!

The fourth prince coughed very lightly but painfully, coughed again, and coughed several times in a row. The cough sound was empty, as if it was floating from a very far place, and the real chest was still empty, as if it had nothing to do with the cough.

Mingfeng stared anxiously and nervously at the fourth prince and did not dare to make a mistake. The fourth master seemed to have lost his soul. Looking at him riding on the horse, as if the horse raised its hoof a little more, the fourth master had to be shaken off the horse! What's wrong with the fourth master?!

The fourth prince's cough stopped, his hand covering his chest hung down, touched the reins, held and released it, and a trace of pain rose in her empty heart. Does she hate herself? Is she going to hold herself back?

"Master, there are few people on this street and we can run horses. We have to catch up. It's not early now." Mingfeng summoned his courage to come forward and suggested that the fourth prince took the reins, slowly turned his head, and squinted at the morning sun that had already jumped out of the ground. Where to go? There is nothing in front of him, without her, without the beauty he has thought countless times, without the expectation he thinks about day and night, what else can he do?

When did she understand her heart? When did you get this hatred again? Since the beginning? Or... from the moment you got married? If I had known this, would there have been the beginning? The world, the country, the throne, the Ye family, the Sun family... The fourth prince's face showed a slight smile, even if all this is in hand? The world is empty, the country is silent, and the throne is isolated. The Ye family has its own prosperity, and the Sun family has its own glory. What does it have to do with him?

The fourth prince laughed softly, and the louder he laughed, the louder he became. He burst into tears, fell on the horse with a smile, and fell from the horse to the cold bluestone road...

Yao Xianggong could no longer care about the prestige of the prime minister he cared about most. He flew all the way to the outside of Xuande Building in the Forbidden Middle School, gasping for breath. While turning his head and looking at the holy driver avant-garde that was not too far from the royal street, he stretched out his arm and scolded and urged the servant to quickly change his blood clothes and change into a court uniform.

The last button of the little servant was just right. Yao Xianggong picked up his clothes and was about to lift his feet and run all the way to the Wende Hall. A small waiter came to the horse and pulled his horse outside Xuande Gate. While shouting Yao Xianggong, he jumped off the horse. Yao Xianggong quickly turned to meet the little waiter and swept up and down vigilantly. . The little servant arched his hand and said in a shrill voice: "The official's edict: I heard that Ding Jinjing, the criminal magistrate of Ning Qianfu, was killed on the street and fell into Yao Qing's car. Someone actually assassinate the imperial official on the street in the capital. This is a big deal. Since Yao Qing hit this matter, he immediately investigated and handled this big event, but there is no need to the Wende Hall to welcome him. ." After the little servant finished speaking, without waiting for Yao Xianggong to answer, he bowed slightly, turned around and left.

Yao Xianggong's face was pale, and he shook off the collar still held in his hand. His eyes narrowed tightly into a seam. He looked left and right, stepped back more than a dozen steps to avoid the brocade guards, and asked the confidant to ask in a low voice, "Where is the fourth master? Do you have a letter from the fourth master?

"Go back to my father-in-law, not yet, let's..." The steward swallowed his saliva with difficulty. They have had so many things along the way. How can they have time to inquire about other things? The meat on Yao Xianggong's cheek rubbed several times, took a deep breath, raised a finger and pointed to the steward, "Now it's a matter of life and death! Go, first, allow you to use everything and immediately hand a message to Ye Guifei, so that no matter what she goes out to the Wende Hall, she must meet the official family in public and tell her that the official family is dead. Yao Xianggong squeezed out the four words 'official family is dead' from between his teeth, just like a thunderstorm, which numb half of the steward's body. Yao Xianggong's eyes were full of fierceness and a ferocious face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Second, spread everyone's hands to find the fourth master! Then he found Ye Shusheng and told him that life and death in this move, he should not value his life too much. Let him rush to the holy driver and ask the officials to appear!" The stewor even promised a few times, and no longer careless to hide it, and ran all the way to arrange it. Yao Xianggong slowly dusted his skirt, slowly put his arms behind him, turned around, raised his chin high, and went to Wende Hall.