Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

After sending Pei Qianxue away, Zong Luo went straight to the bath.

He took off his shirt and leaned against the edge of the bathtub, letting the hot water in the pool evaporate, drenching his white hair, floating like algae.

Hot water has the effect of soothing nerves, and can also properly relieve people's nervous emotions.

While soaking in the water, Zong Luo thought slowly.

Pei Qianxue came to persuade him.

It is true that if ordinary people knew about such a thing, their first reaction would naturally be to run away and never come back. Although Pei Qianxue was a courtier of Emperor Yuan, he was also a close friend of Zong Luo, so he would naturally prefer his friend emotionally.

What's more, Pei Qianxue has returned to normal without Yu Beizhou's halo and plot influence in this life.

Of course, whether the halo of the heartthrob came to Zong Luo is another matter, he is not in the mood to think about it now.

So when Zong Luo refused, Pei Qianxue just sighed.

In fact, he had guessed the result a few months ago. Hearing this answer at this moment, it is just a feeling that it is true and the dust has settled.

Jin Yu is always like this, clear breeze and bright moon, frank, and she will never do such things as evasion or false deception.

If he really walked away as Pei Qianxue persuaded, it would not be him.

Having said that, it was the first time that Pei Qianxue hoped that Zongluo would not stick to his principles like this.

Because in the end it's only you who will suffer.

"Since it has been decided... then I respect any decision made by Jin Yu."

The Prime Minister in Tsing Yi raised his eyes and looked directly at the prince opposite: "It's just... If there is something I can help you, Jin Yu can tell me."

For three whole months, Pei Qianxue didn't just wait, he also did a lot.

For example, a few eloquent and emotional articles, or some words that may be useful when Emperor Yuan is angry.

In a word, Pei Qianxue would never be able to watch Emperor Yuan decree his death.

Zong Luo smiled reassuringly, and immediately nodded.

Even if he knew in his heart, no one could help with this matter.

Having said that, Pei Qianxue had to let him care about one thing he said earlier.

"Jin Yu, have you thought about how to explain this to Your Majesty?"

Even if he wanted to confess, he had to show evidence that he was not of Emperor Yuan's blood.

Obviously, even if Zong Luo explained it directly, Emperor Yuan probably wouldn't believe it.

Unless... it is like in the previous life, in the shaman sacrifice ceremony, the yin and yang were seen by the Tai Wu, the iron proof is like a mountain, and there is no room for excuse.

It's not that Zong Luo didn't know what Pei Qianxue meant.

The latter was trying to persuade him not to speak out about it in such a hurry. After all, if the timing is not right, it is likely to cause a different outcome.

In the previous life, Emperor Yuan discovered the truth at the Wu sacrifice ceremony, but he only got angry first, took back his military power and placed him under house arrest in the Third Prince's Mansion. Even if he insisted on breaking into the palace and knelt at the gate of Zhang Palace to ask for an explanation, Emperor Yuan was not willing to decree the execution, but instead asked him to lead his troops to the frontier to guard.

In the extreme numbness, Zong Luo could also glimpse the exhaustion and pain of Emperor Yuan from the past.

The witch sacrifice ceremony was only five days later, so in the end it was only the difference between the first and the later.

But as long as this matter was buried in his heart for a day, Zong Luo would suffer for a day.

He slowly sank himself into the hot water, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Soon, the palace servants brought brand new clothes.

From Saibei to the Imperial City, all the way is from the extremely cold snowfield to the plains where birds and flowers are fragrant.

In the same year, the frontiers are almost snowy. The imperial city is now in the middle of summer, and the autumn season is about to begin. The sultry heat is mixed with a hint of coolness.

The clothes sent by the Huanyi Bureau are all gowns suitable for this season, and there is a plain white crane cloak woven by Ayara. If it is cold in the morning and evening, you can put it on, and when it is hot at noon, taking it off will not hinder the beauty.

In previous years, this kind of precious cloth was not always able to be paid tribute a few times a year, and most of them were made into the uniform of Emperor Yuan. But the Third Prince's Mansion never stopped.

Not long after you put on your clothes, suddenly another servant came to report: "His Royal Highness, Your Majesty summoned you to go to the Great Witch Temple. It seems that there is an urgent matter."

Urgent?

Zong Luo was like a frightened bird, but now his nerves are tense: "What's the emergency?"

"This... I don't know about the little ones. It's just that His Majesty seems to have passed on several other princes too. He didn't go into details, but said that they will pass."

The servant lowered his brows and said pleasingly to his eyes, "Little Fang Cai even went to the Nine Emperor's Palace for a trip."

The ninth prince did not know how long he had been in the palace, but it had been almost half a year, and he was only allowed to move in the palace and the small garden in front of the palace.

At the beginning, everyone in this palace flattered the Lord, and now he has become like this, it really makes people do not know what to say.

Zong Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw the figure of the servant in the distance.

Emperor Yuan had already had a dream, and the dream was the scene of him killing himself under the imperial city. Pei Qianxue also kept his mouth shut. Unless Zongluo spoke in person or waited for the result of the witch sacrifice ceremony, he didn't know about it at all. possible.

But as I said before, as long as this matter remains in his heart for one day, he will feel guilty for one more day. Even if it was just an ordinary summons, Zong Luo couldn't help but suffocate.

Before returning to the court, Zong Luo deliberately slowed down and spent a day repairing on the outskirts of the city, and rushed into the city this morning. Now that I have a bath and lunch, it's only just afternoon.

When the carriage stopped beside the Great Witch Temple, Zong Luo found that all the other princes had already arrived when he got off the carriage.

He was the last to arrive, and as soon as he got out of the car, everyone's eyes were on his hair.

Zong Chengsi and Zong Ruichen stood together and came up to say hello first: "Just now I saw the three emperors returning to the court on Zhuque Avenue, but unfortunately there are too many people, so I couldn't bring Xiaoba to the front to say hello. Don't be blamed."

This opening is old green tea.

The fourth is just boring, hypocritical and contrived. No matter how much hatred he is in private, he always shows a happy look on the surface. Even when other princes break their heads, they will act as peacemakers and be good people.

Before Hanmen Pass, Gongsun You told Zong Luo that Zong Chengsi had already known about his disguised amnesia. After Zongluo's eyes recovered "naturally", he ran to contact the fifth prince and the sixth prince in private, wanting to join forces to deal with him.

It's a pity that Yu Beizhou's god made a stroke, so Zongluo didn't have the heart to pay attention to this matter at all, and I don't know if Zong Chengsi has successfully formed an alliance with the old five and the six.

On the other hand, Zong Ruichen seemed to be having a good time with the fourth in the past few months.

Not to mention that Zong Luo's eyesight has recovered, and he has directly changed from an ally to an opponent to seize the reserve. It is Zong Luo. Now that he is full of numbness, it is absolutely impossible to play any more tricks with these princes. It is meaningless at all. .

When Zong Ruichen saw Zong Luo, he also muttered hello Sanhuang.

"Xiao Ba, I'm back."

Zong Luo felt guilty.

He touched Zong Ruichen's head, "You haven't learned martial arts yet. When you go to battle next time, Brother Huang will take you to the battlefield."

He left in such a hurry a few months ago that he did not fulfill his promise to Zong Ruichen. After all, Zong Ruichen had too little training time in the army, and Zong Luo knew that going to Yu Kingdom this time was just a passing game, and the journey time was longer, and he could not get the corresponding training, so he did not take Zong Ruichen there. .

Zong Ruichen sniffed: "Okay."

Of course, the apparent peace is still needed. Zong Yongliu, who was standing aside, exchanged glances with Zong Chengsi, and reluctantly called out to the emperor.

Zong Yongliu really didn't expect that this third emperor brother, who in his own impression could only fight wars and was never favored by his father and emperor, would now become the biggest dark horse to seize the heirloom. Even bypassing the fifth and him, and directly entering the Yuchun Palace, why not make people hate it.

Only Zong Yuanwu had an exceptionally peaceful attitude.

Seeing Zong Yuanwu, Zong Luo also remembered one thing, and went straight forward: "Old fifth, take a step to talk?"

It happened that Zong Yuanwu also had this intention, and the two walked into the Great Witch Temple together.

Seeing Zong Luo and Zong Yuanwu leave without anyone else, Zong Chengsi became more and more irritable.

However, when Zong Ruichen saw this image, it turned into a fake smirk: "What's the matter, Xiaoba, I'm worried about Brother Sanhuang's hair, do you know what's going on?"

Zong Ruichen shook his head, wondering what he was thinking.

......

On the other side, Zong Luo left with Zong Yuanwu.

The two passed through the wooden buildings of different shapes in the Great Witch Temple and came to an open meadow.

Zong Yuanwu was the first to speak: "Brother Sanhuang, you must be careful, the fourth and sixth have joined forces."

Zong Chengsi sent Gongsun You to lobby the fifth prince and the sixth prince. With his three-inch incorrupt tongue, he succeeded in pulling the sixth prince into his command, but he ran into a wall with Zong Yuanwu.

Because of that dream, Zong Yuanwu has now taken the initiative to step into the power center of the Fifth Prince's Mansion, taking back his voice from the old general little by little. The latter did not realize that his wings were hardened, and thought that this grandson finally had some ambitions for the throne, so he did not fortify.

If it was before, whether to cooperate with Zong Chengsi or not, the choice rests with the old general, and the advisors will not come to ask his opinion. Now that he has the right to speak, he directly refuses.

Zong Luo nodded and didn't talk much about the matter of seizing the reserve: "When do you have time to come to Yuchun Palace, I have something for you."

Wu Anjun gave him the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow, Zong Luo thought about it, and the basic martial arts around him were swords. After all, the sword is the first weapon, and a gentleman learns quickly with a sword. After thinking about it... Zong Yuanwu is the only one who has learned the sword from the eight classics.

Zong Yuan's martial arts is not very good, but he is a collector. The gold silk soft armor that was previously donated to Zong Luo by Emperor Yuan came from his inventory, which can be called a lot of stationery.

In any case, Zong Yuanwu took the risk to tell him the content of his dream, and Zong Luo should return the gift. Although the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow can't go into battle to kill the enemy in his hands, it can definitely be treasured like eyeballs.

After Zong Yuanwu left, Zong Luo packed up his mood and walked towards the main hall.

Just when he walked to a secluded and uninhabited witch building, the closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a hot and scorching hand stretched out from it, grabbed his wrist fiercely, and shoved him to the point of icy coldness. on the wall.

Zong Luo was upset, and pushed out his elbow: "Yu Beizhou, what are you trying to do?!"

The latter bowed his head, with an obscure and complicated expression on his face.

After a long time, he whispered, "Don't go."