The moment he heard that sentence, Sun Jingfei was stunned, and he lost his voice: "Emperor!"

However, after shouting the "Emperor", he stunned himself again, as if he felt something, and stared at Pei Yuanzhang with wide eyes.

His reaction was not slow.

At this time, if Pei Yuanzhang really let him kill his "less than two hundred" brothers, he should worry about it, because that is to let them die, but the matter has reached an end, in an ordinary way. When it is possible to solve the problem, the troop move will be a way of life.

So-surrender!

He thought about it a little more clearly, looking at Pei Yuanzhang: "The emperor means, let the villain ..."

Pei Yuanzhang was probably paler because of the blood loss, and even his expression showed a little burnout. He waved his hand gently: "You go down first, I still have something to say, I want to explain lightness."

Sun Jingfei originally thought that Pei Yuanzhang would make things clear to him. Who knows that he only got such a word, he was a little unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey the emperor, and he hesitated to retreat. I walked over and closed the door, then turned around and saw him sitting unsteadily, shaking and about to fall down, and hurriedly walked over to support him.

He looked up at me with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

I didn't say anything, I just helped him to sit back on the couch. He was still breathing a bit and looked up at me: "Do you know what you mean?"

I shook my head first, then nodded again.

He looked at me for a moment, and I was silent for a while, then put his hands back, slowly stood straight, looked down at him with a complex expression: "From entering Jixian Hall, I realized that Lord Nangong is also insurgent From the beginning, the women have been trying to delay time, but— "

"But what?"

"..." I looked at him: "Are we really going to be reinforced?"

He, Taishang Emperor Pei Ji, and Prince Edward Nianshen were all trapped in the palace. Without these three people's hands and mouths, the royal camp soldiers would not be dispatched by anyone, and the other soldiers and horses of the Imperial City would be controlled by the Ministry of Defense. However, the Ministry of Defense Shang Shu Nangong Jinhong himself has been involved in the rebellion ... Although I have no despair, I can't help but think, who can we wait for reinforcements?

Do we really have reinforcements?

Pei Yuanzhang looked at me calmly for a while, and then said, "There is a saying," Things are done in people, and things are done in heaven. "

"..."

"You have done everything you want, and God will help you make a decision."

"..."

I looked at him with some surprise.

For a long time, Pei Yuanzhang was a self-confident person. Although he talked about the conscience of conscience in Yangzhou, I knew that it was used to suppress those people. For the royal family, heaven is their own. Their decision is God's providence.

But now, he would tell me, "Make things work for others, and accomplish things in heaven."

Is it really because he is in such a desperate situation that he starts to pray for the blessing of heaven?

After a moment of silence, I nodded slightly, then turned to leave.

As soon as I turned around, I felt that my wrist was sinking. Looking back, it was Pei Yuanzhang who was injured again with his **** hand and caught me.

He looked up at me, with a faint smile on his face: "You really, look at you like this bleeding?"

"..."

I was stumped by him.

Seems like I really forgot.

After all, since he woke up, after seeing the wound, I have been making various guesses, guessing too much, but ignoring the most basic thing-he was injured.

He looked at me like this, and couldn't ignore it anymore. I took out my own handkerchief, sat next to the bed, and held up his hand.

At this time, the blood had slowly stopped, and it was clear that the wound on his palm was cut by a sharp blade. The smooth wound was originally not too large, but because of his several times of force, the wound cracked more open. Already. I wrapped him in the palm of my handkerchief carefully, but I still couldn't think about it. Then I picked up the corner of my clothes, torn off a piece of underwear, and wrapped the palm for him.

He kept looking at me while I was doing these things.

Even if he didn't look up, he could feel his gaze. It was not as hot as in the past. It seemed as quiet as he was at the moment. He had no strength, so I didn't have to worry about running away.

Suddenly, he whispered, "I know, what are you thinking."

My hand trembled slightly.

There is still a slight radian in the corner of his mouth, but there is not much corresponding smile in his eyes, he said, "But now, this is not the time to say these."

"..."

"Wait until it's over, if you would listen--"

I moved a little in my heart and looked up at him.

He looked at me as if seriously: "As long as you are willing to listen."

"..."

I looked at him silently for a while, then lowered my eyes, speeded up to deal with the injuries on his hand, and got up and went out without a word.

He just sat back quietly, without speaking again.

When the door was closed, people were still unable to breathe, as if their throat was choked by an invisible hand.

He may not know that I already know something from Pei Ji, maybe he did n’t even know it himself, but there are some things that may not even be known to Pei Ji, but he said-as long as I am willing listen.

But no matter what he said, I did not forget a fact.

The more entangled I am, the harder it will be for me to get out.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and got up and walked forward.

I just walked outside the promenade, and I was about to go straight to the front hall, but I heard a familiar sound coming from the cloaked door on the cloister leading to the backyard.

"You just have to do what you need to do. Otherwise, you don't have to report to me one by one."

My footsteps have stalled.

The voice is, Yang Jinqiao?

What is she doing here?

I went over subconsciously, but before approaching the door, I saw Sun Jingfei's figure flashing by. He seemed to be anxious to take a step forward: "Miss, I just-just worry about you."

"..."

"Anyway, I can't let the lady be okay, I can't let the lady be harmed in any way. But other things, I really don't know what else I can do."

Sun Jingfei, and Yang Jinqiao?

I was a little stunned, almost stopped intuitively, and heard Yang Jinqiao's cold voice sounded: "Miss? You seem to be mistaken for the identity of this palace."

"... Ning Fei, Madam."

"Sun Jingfei, this palace may wish to remind you that there are certain things that you have done due diligence, and do a little more, even if you think about it a little bit, it is Yue Yue."

"..."

"You are in the palace and the emperor is doing things. You don't need to remind me of these things."

"..."

"You think about it yourself."

Having said that, she walked by Sun Jingfei's side, and the straight door came over. I had no time to dodge, and I bumped into her and pushed open the door.

As soon as she saw me, she seemed to froze, but she was not in the slightest surprise, not even the embarrassment of being hit by someone. Her eyes were almost as cold as ever, and she just looked at me and walked away from me .

But I still can't get back to God.

Sun Jingfei ... to her?

For a while my brain was chaotic.

Sun Jingfei, he is Yang Jinqiao's eyeliner inserted in the palace, this is no longer a secret, even the emperor is very clear, but I can't think of anything, he turned out to Yang Jinqiao--

I stared at the other side of the half-open door, and Sun Jingfei stood stiffly, with broad shoulders and a tall back, but unexpectedly looked a little bit sloppy.

Just now, Yang Jinqiao's words were not rebuked, but they are undoubtedly the coldest words in the world.

Enough to freeze one's efforts.

He was like being frozen into an ice sculpture. He didn't move a bit for a long time. He couldn't stay until he turned slowly, with a trace of unrelenting pain on his face, and looked up. Just met my gaze.

He suddenly froze.

Then I came back to God, and I should avoid it, or pretended not to know, but when I met his eyes, everything was too late.

He said, "Miss Yan."

"Brother Sun ..."

I was still hesitating, how should I explain how I would appear here, but he looked at me and smiled calmly, "If Miss Yan wants to tell the emperor, please also after this matter is resolved."

"..."

"It was my delusion that I had nothing to do with Miss-Ning Fei Ning."

"..."

"I--"

Although he said so, I have a feeling that he is not as anxious to confess, or to help the person in his heart to eliminate the relationship, to prevent danger, but I think he just-just want to tell someone, treat him Speak clearly in your heart.

But some people refuse to listen.

And some, but he can't really talk.

In the end, even he stopped himself, his thick black eyebrows tightened tightly together. I took a step forward, holding on to the concealed door, and said gently, "Brother Sun ..."

He looked up at me.

"..." I hesitated again, then took a deep breath, and said, "You need to be careful later."

"..."

"Although it is surrender, those people may not be wary of you."

He looked into my eyes, silent for a moment, and then smiled slightly.

"Thank you."

"..."

I couldn't say anything else, so I saw him coming, passing by my side, and then heading forward.

I followed him, watching his tall back, Wei Ran stood tall, and walked to the front hall. He gathered all his men to explain to them, I just stood aside, watching quietly he.

On the other side, Yang Jinqiao sat quietly in a chair as if nothing had happened.

I know this time, not to take care of such trivial matters, so I turned my head and was preparing to go to the gate, and heard a student standing aloft suddenly shouting--

"note!"