The guards surrounded Yuanhua Temple, and the pilgrims were panicked and were also concentrated under the shade of trees on both sides, standing neatly in rows.

Mrs. Guo Zhang and Guo Suyi are also among them.

Zhang has never seen such a scene? Today I just came to worship Buddha and pray for blessings, so why did I encounter such a thing?

Looking at the embroidered spring sword in the hands of the Jinyiwei, she trembled with fear for a moment, and snuggled with Guo Suyi beside her, murmured: "We always know each other, why don't we even leave?"

After Guo Antai became a high-ranking official, Zhang naturally enjoyed various preferential treatments. She always felt that her son had made a name for himself, and she should enjoy her blessings. At this time, even if the emperor wanted to arrest people, it had nothing to do with them. She didn't care about others and should let them go first. Just looking at the majesty of the Jinyiwei, Zhang didn't dare to speak loudly, and only dared to silence a few words beside her.

The pilgrims in the temple checked one by one. After a moment, they saw the commander of the Jinyiwei, leading two guards to lead a man and a woman tied to the ropes out.

He brought it to the emperor, and the two of them did not kneel down. Lu Xizhong was behind and kicked them hard on the legs.

The two immediately "plopped" to return to the emperor's brocade boots.

Xue Zhan lowered his head and looked at the young man kneeling in front of him. He wore a gray monk's robe and Wenwen was weak. Even though he was kneeling, he showed the arrogance of a noble child.

As for Zhao Huan beside him, when he saw Zhao Yu kneeling down, he felt that the emperor's brother had suffered a great humiliation and couldn't help but shout: "You thief, you can also bear the kneeling of my emperor's brother!"

When he wanted to struggle to get up, Lu Xizhong was kicked hard in the face by the side. He was not a merciful person, but he was so arrogant that he almost kicked Zhao Huan in silence and whispered: "Be honest!"

The emperor's face was gloomy, which was the first time Zhao Yu witnessed the new emperor's appearance. Seeing that he was born with a rough and strong man, he looked like a victorious lion. Zhao Yu's eyebrows and eyes were elegant and elegant. After all, he was a man of the throne, and even in the current situation, he was not panic or fear at all.

He said, "My little sister is young and ignorant. I hope the emperor will not care about her. What you want is my life. Now I am being raped by you, and I will kill and cut you. You will do whatever you want."

...That is, Zhao Yu, the former emperor of the previous dynasty.

Guo Suyi followed his mother with a white face, looking at the handsome man in a monk's robe. He knew that the person Xiao Yu must have been related to the previous dynasty, but he did not expect that it was Zhao Yu.

Didn’t he... he had already contracted illness and died on his wedding night after his post-present?

Zhao Huan had just seen the emperor's brother and was now being captured. When he heard the emperor's brother say such words, he hurriedly said: "If you dare to understand my emperor's hair, I, Zhao Huan, will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

Xue Zhan ignored Zhao Huan and stared at Zhao Yu with a gloomy look.

At this moment, the Queen Fengqi returned. The Chinese car stopped and Xiao Yu hurried down.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the two people kneeling in front of Xue Zhan not far away under the blessing tree.

He was caught...

Xiao Yu's breathing became more and more rapid, and he was about to walk forward. However, Madam Yuan reached out, gently pulled her sleeve, and whispered in her ear: "My lady, don't be impulsive."

The shade of the trees was mottled, and Zhao Yu was kneeling straight. When she first met him, she could have seen that in the past year since she left the palace, he had not lived well outside. He was much thinner and darker than before.

A person who is more pampered than her has abandoned this noble identity and hidden his identity. How could he live a good life outside?

But since he did that, these are what he deserves!

The monk's robe is wide, Xiao Yu looked at her back and remembered the prince's cousin who always stood in front of her when he was young. She has always been cold. If he hadn't been really good to her, she wouldn't like to be with him.

Xiao Yu knew that if she went up to plead with mercy at this time, she would probably add fuel to the fire, and Xue Zhan would definitely not spare him. She turned her face, looked at Madam Yuan's worried eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "I have a sense of responsibility."

Xue Zhan saw her coming back.

Xiao Yu walked slowly to his side, looked up at him, and said, "Is it because of this that the emperor stayed? Now that he has been arrested, can you accompany me back to the palace now?"

She tried her best to use her usual voice, but her eyes were carefully looking at him. She also reached out and gently held his hand.

The soft little hand in his palm was holding the soft and boneless little hand. Xue Zhan paused and quickly held it backwards, holding it very hard.

Finally, he ordered Lu Xizhong lightly: "Bring the person with you."

Then he took Xiao Yu's hand beside him and followed her back to the palace.

Now that he sat in the carriage again, Xiao Yu's mood was completely different from what he had just happened. Zhao Yu was behind the team, tied up in various ways and was escorted by the guards.

The emperor and the empress had a luxurious carriage with soft cushions underneath, but Xiao Yu felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Even the hand he was holding began to feel sweaty.

She quietly looked at his face.

He clearly came prepared for his current situation. And in the past few days, he has been busy capturing Zhao Yu.

Then he probably knew that she met Zhao Yu just now...

She always felt that he was rude and savage, and looked down on him in her heart, but during this period, she also saw some of his advantages. She did not resist him as much as she did at the beginning.

However, the traitors were traitors after all, and they were all wrong in the previous dynasty. He was always unjust. He enjoyed the protection of the Great Wei royal family since childhood, and the Xiao family was able to shine their families and rank first among the nobles of Jincheng, because of the Great Wei royal family... She followed her aunt since childhood and went to the palace. The palace was her second home, her destination for the rest of her life.

Some ideas have taken root in her heart and even integrated into her bones. Even if she is with this barbarian day and night, she has no way to abandon it at once.

Xue Zhan looked at her. Her face was pale and her cheeks were not covered with blood. She looked like the most beautiful piece of jade in the world. Her curved eyebrows were subconsciously frowned. Even if she didn't say a word now, her worries and uneasiness were all written on her face.

Anger suddenly rose in his chest, as if he knew that she and Wei had wanted to fly away with him.

He hadn't really wanted something for a long time and ascended the throne and became emperor. The daughter of the Xiao family in the Imperial City was just a spoil he used to celebrate when he was victorious. Marrying her and treating her well was something that a man should do to his wife.

But the warm fragrance of nephrite was originally his accessory. I don’t know when she frowned gently and began to touch his emotions.

Xue Zhan frowned thick eyebrows, turned his head and looked to one side, no longer looking at her.

...

After returning to the palace, Xue Zhan did not return to Fengzao Palace with her and went to deal with the matter alone first. Of course, it was about Zhao Yu. Although Xiao Yu did not say much, he could not care at all.

Chunming stood aside to serve her, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help but mutter: "Since the late emperor is not dead, why don't he come back to find the Empress? If it weren't for a change of dynasty, you would have spent your whole life in this palace and wouldn't even have hope. How could he bear it when he was so kind to you before?"

Although I don’t know what the reason for Zhao Yu’s death was, if he was alive and married Xiao Yu, he would protect her for the rest of his life. How could he have the reason to be free and happy outside and leave her mother and son to take care of her?

Xiao Yu was also full of anger. If the situation was not right, she would have to settle the score with him before!

At this time, Chunxiao came back and reported the found matter to Xiao Yu.

...Xue Zhan did not kill Zhao Yu immediately, but instead took his brother and sister into the prison.

Tianzhu is a place where severely sentenced prisoners were imprisoned. Previously, Xue Zhan was kind to Zhao Hong and Zhao Xuan, because they were ignorant all year round and had no power and power, so they did not pose a threat to him. However, Zhao Yu was different. It would have been fine if he had pretended to die before, but now he suddenly returned to Jincheng. It was definitely impossible for him to come back for no reason.

And... Zhao Yu comes back, does her father know?

Xiao Yu was always worried, so he got up and prepared to go out.

Madam Yuan hurried forward and said hurriedly: "Empress?" She said worriedly, afraid that she would do something stupid.

Xiao Yu said: "Madam Yuan, don't worry, I will talk to the emperor carefully. If so..." She paused, hesitated, and then slowly said, "If he really had the intention of murder, I wouldn't do stupid things."

Xiao Yu took Chunxiao to the Imperial Study Room. When he got there, the sky was drizzling.

He Chaoen came out first, with a dark blue sleeveless swaying, standing in front of the door of the double-joint four-plated diamond flower scented door, tall and delicate eyebrows. After saluting, he whispered: "If the Empress came for Zhao Yu's business, I thought that the Empress should not spend more time on her lips and tongue, which would make the Emperor unhappy, then it would be more of a loss."

This is a good intention, Xiao Yu understands.

Although Xue Zhan is nice to her, she is an emperor. Her honor and disgrace are all in his thoughts. Xiao Yu nodded and said, "Thank you, Eunuch He, but... I think the emperor wants to know some words even if I don't say them. I am grateful for your advice, but I still want to go in and see him."

They all understand people, and He Chaoen no longer continued and bent down to invite her in.

The lights in the imperial study were brightly lit, just like daytime. He did not sit behind the imperial case to review memorials, but sat on a huangli wood cloud pattern ring chair beside him. He sat boldly and unruly, without any rules, and he was busy with nothing in his hands. Xiao Yu bowed his head alone and saluted, listening to him "um" softly, but his figure did not move.

Then he slowly raised his head and looked at what he was holding.

The left hand is a good piece of red sandalwood, and the right hand is holding a carving knife...

Xiao Yu didn't know that he could even carve it.

After all, she always felt that he was rough and delicate, and this kind of fine work was a bit inconsistent with him. She always felt that his hands should be held by an iron spear, a big knife, or even an axe... Such a small carving knife was held in his hand, and it looked a bit strange.

Sure enough, the next moment, his hand was paused.

Xiao Yu hurried forward and saw the fingers of his left thumb holding the red sandalwood, and a long hole was cut by a carving knife, and blood suddenly surged out. She frowned and said, "What are you doing this?" He didn't look like he couldn't see it.

He reached out and took the carving knife in his hand, and put it on the side.

No wonder he just reviews memorials on weekdays, and his hand always breaks some holes.

He went to the red sandalwood he was holding again. As soon as he touched it, his wrist was gently pinched by his big hand.

His eyes suddenly looked over.

Xiao Yu's figure stagnated slightly, and his breathing stopped. He subconsciously looked up at him. His eyes were deep and he spoke, "Do you want to say something to me?"

Of course she had something to say. Xiao Yu did not hesitate and pulled out the silk cut from his arms with his other hand, carefully covering the bleeding wound for him.

Then he said, "I shouldn't hide it from you. But I don't know that Zhao Yu is still alive. It's a coincidence that I met by chance at Yuanhua Temple today. I know that this is wrong and didn't tell the emperor that it's because I have selfish intentions..."

She lowered her eyes lightly, her eyelashes were like butterflies, her slender jade fingers were agile, and she covered her wounds with skillful movements.

Xue Zhan looked at her white face and his voice was always thick and low: "What?"

Then……

He gently tucked a beautiful bow with a silk hand wrapped around his palm. Xiao Yu looked at his rough and dark hands, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, as if... it was a bit inappropriate.

Then he came to his senses and his eyes were facing the man in front of him.

He said, "I don't know how the emperor will deal with Zhao Yu, but I just want to see if you can save his life..." Seeing his eyebrows slightly closed, he continued, "Even in the past, he would rather pretend to die than leave the palace, and he has lost his attachment to the imperial power. Now it will not threaten you at all. Besides, you said to me before that if I believe in Buddhism, you will also believe it..."

“…Buddha doesn’t like killing.”

She said softly.

"What about you?"

He suddenly asked. Xiao Yu looked at his eyes and suddenly became a little confused. He noticed that he held her hand with his backhand and tried very hard.
Chapter completed!