Otherwise, it would not be known as barbarian.

When Chu Yu received this news, he was probably angry and anxious.

Mu Jinghong didn't expect that his tribe members would escape into the Eastern Man. Once he went in, he would be truly guilty of treason!

If it weren't for the desperate situation and forced them to do that, this wouldn't have happened.

Chu Yu, do you regret it?

No, you won't.

You only regret that you did not quickly kill all the people named Duanmu.

Mu Jinghong tightened the note and smiled coldly.

"How ridiculous, sad."

I worked so hard for the Northern Tang Dynasty, but now I have forced my tribe members to reach such a field. Chu Yu, it was you who caused the irreversible situation today.

"Ahem..."

The heart and lungs were having difficulty breathing, and Mu Jinghong coughed out a mouthful of blood, soaking the white silk in his hand red.

Mu Jinghong grinned with bloody teeth, so sad.

"Miss!"

Biyu, who came in the door, saw Mu Jinghong's face pale and vomiting blood, and her little face turned pale afterwards.

Mu Jinghong raised the blood-stained white silk and wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, "Don't tell me, mother. I'm fine. Compared with those, what's this?"

"Let's ask the doctor to come over and have a look. The lady vomited blood. How can it be said that it's okay?"

"It's just that, I coughed up blood, don't care."

Mu Jinghong's pale and bloodless hand grabbed Biyu's hand, staring at the white sky outside, "It's the New Year almost, so it's not appropriate to cause trouble."

"But you..."

"Listen to me."

"yes."

Biyu was afraid that Mu Jinghong would cause any trouble again, so she could only nod and agree.

Mu Jinghong threw the blood-stained white silk into the stove and turned into ashes.

"Miss, please rest." Biyu stared at Mu Jinghong with lingering fear, fearing that the previous thing would happen again.

Mu Jinghong supported his weak body and waved his hand, "I want to go outside and have a walk."

"But your body is so weak, so stay in the house."

"It is even more harmful to my body when I am bored."

Mu Jinghong insisted on going out, but Biyu didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly found Biluo and others to accompany him.

Standing in the yard, Mu Jinghong picked up the snow pieces falling on the dead branches and pinched them in the palm of the frozen red hand.

Chu Ji has to push harder.

Mu Jinghong threw out the snow block in his hand, thinking so.

*

This year is destined to be unstable.

Three days before New Year's Eve, Jiang Xiangchan was taken to the palace, and his pomp was slightly inferior to the queen, but it made the Fengyi Palace angry.

On the night when Jiang Xiangchan entered the palace, Gu Chenxiang couldn't fall asleep at all.

Standing in front of the hall gate with a big belly, staring at the brilliant lights in the distance, where is Jiang Xiangchan’s bedroom, and they will spend a spring night tonight!

After tonight, this harem is a pool of turbid water that has been disturbed!

There will be no peace again!

Gu Chenxiang's nails were almost about to be cut into the door frame, and the cold light splashed out from his eyes was enough to make people frightened.

"When is it?"

"It's already the hour of the silence."

The nanny behind him answered carefully and reached out to help the turning queen.

Gu Chenxiang held Jianjian's belly with one hand and a sneered on the corner of her mouth, "It's time for the emperor to come to Concubine Jiang."

"Empress, I have a more whisper. You still have to be more aware of these things. This is just the beginning."

Gu Chenxiang's smile became even colder, "Madam, I know. Because of this, I cannot admit defeat. I heard that the Duanmu clan escaped into the Dongman, and the emperor must have no intention of doing so at this moment."

The nanny reminded: "Concubine Jiang is a talented and knowledgeable person, and the emperor is probably..."

"So what, it's just a moment of freshness." Gu Chenxiang retorted sternly, thinking of himself instantly, his voice stopped, his eyes deeper and colder, "Yes, it's just a moment of freshness. If this freshness disappeared, it would be gone. But he treated that woman differently. Even though he watched her burned to death that night, he would still bury her without hesitation. If it weren't for the advice of this palace, Duanmu Zunyue's body would be buried in the royal cemetery."

The nanny was also shocked when she heard this. There was something like this.

"Madam, I think now that our emperor will never forget the dead person in this life. With this dead person standing in the middle, no matter how many Jiang Xiangchan enters the palace, he will not be able to shake that position." Even she can't.

Chu Yu loved Duanmu Zunyue very much, but he was just between the country and the beauty, and he cared more about his country.

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PS:
Chapter completed!