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    This letter passed through the hands of the palace staff and was handed over to the guards of Hanliang Palace, and then quickly handed to Fu Yu's hands.

    At that time, Fu Yu was sitting in the government office, discussing political affairs with Fu Deming and several courtiers. All the guards inside and outside the palace were in the hands of General Fu's army. After Xu Chaozong appeared, he planned to temporarily take charge of the government affairs.  Will is not difficult.  After opening the letter Du He handed him and glancing at it, Fu Yu's eyes darkened a little, but he didn't say much and just nodded to signal him to step back.

    After the discussion was over, he got up and left the office and went straight to Dangui Garden.

    Last night the north wind howled, and snow fell all night, accumulating an inch.  Thick clouds covered the sun this morning, and the cool wind blew straight into my neck. The Dangui Garden was covered in snow. Except for the corridors and courtyards that had been swept clean by the servants, the flowers, trees, mountains and rocks were all hidden under the snow, leaving a few streaks on the ground.  Light cat paw prints.

    The Yinfeng Pavilion where Youtong lives is full of joy at the moment.

    After winter came, the hosta put on thick curtains and took out the charcoal basin. The wind was blowing hard last night, so I lit the silver charcoal early, which made the room warm.  The silver knife broke open the new orange, and the sweet pulp was cut neatly. Youtong took a piece and bit it, while looking through the account book sent by Qizhou.

    Suddenly, I heard familiar footsteps coming from the door. I looked up and saw Fu Yuguan, neatly dressed, walking in.

    You Tong was surprised, put down his pen and said: "It's not even noon yet, why are you back so early?"

    "Something happened, look at this." Fu Yu saw the orange on the plate, took a piece, and handed the letter to her.

    Plain white rice paper, folded into the size of a palm, not sealed with lacquer.

    Youtong opened it and saw the familiar handwriting. He was startled at first. After reading the content, he couldn't help but frown. "If he has figured it out, he can discuss it with you. Why do you want to see me for no reason?" he muttered.  When he was done, he threw away the letter and said, "What did the guards in the palace say?"

    "Xu Chaozong has been in a trance recently and his will has been much lowered." Fu Yu leaned on the desk and raised his hand to smooth her eyebrows. "If you are willing to see me, I will let you go and meet me. If you are not willing, I will keep him trapped for two more days."  Three months doesn¡¯t hurt.¡±

    Having said that, procrastinating this matter is not an option after all.

    Most of the ministers inside and outside the capital have surrendered. The Fu family is now in charge of the government, and there is only one final step left.

    It would be best if there was an explanation in the palace.

    You Tong hesitated for a moment and looked at Fu Yu with a smile, "If you don't mind, husband, why don't I go there?"

    Fu Yu raised his eyebrows, "A dying person is not worth caring about."

    "Then let's go. Let's take a look at the first snow today."

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    Covered by deep snow, the palace is exceptionally clean.

    Hanliang Palace is quite far away from the South Yamen and the Three Front Palaces where government affairs are handled. You Tong followed Fu Yu through the left Yinguang Gate and walked for a long time before arriving.  The surrounding palaces are already vacant. Dozens of guards have surrounded the palace. All the people entering and leaving the palace must be inspected for their food and drink. It is almost like a prison.

    Xu Chaozong stood alone in the atrium, wearing half-worn clothes, looking at a tree outside the wall, lost in thought.

    Hearing the movement of the door, he turned his head, and his body trembled slightly when he saw the face of the person coming.

    The young woman, with a calm demeanor and a calm demeanor, wears exquisitely cut silk clothes and a beeswax-folded cloak with patterns embroidered with gold thread. She is dazzling even in the gloomy weather.  The clouds on her temples were piled up high like crows, and a golden hairpin holding a pearl toward the phoenix was embedded next to her bun, making her look radiant.

    Her appearance seems to have not changed much, her almond-shaped eyes are flowing, her dark eyebrows are like distant mountains, and her cheeks are as white and soft as ever.

    The demeanor of her body was completely different from what she remembered. The naive, naive, wanton and arrogant look of her youth was restrained and replaced by elegance and elegance.  Her eyes were clear and clean, as agile as spring water, but also calm. Her ring swayed gently as she walked slowly, hiding the flexibility and nobility of being a wife and the mistress of a house.  Given time, when Fu Yu gets the throne, she will be able to take charge of the middle palace.

    Just as Grandpa Huang expected, the phoenix lives in the phoenix tree.

    "It's a pity that the sycamore tree does not belong to Xu Chaozong, but bears the surname Fu.

    When this thought came to mind, Xu Chaozong felt sour and unbearable, and his ventricles suddenly hurt.

    After his sluggish and thin body swayed, he said reluctantly, "I thought you wouldn't want to see me."

    "How could the Emperor refuse to obey the summons?" You Tong said softly, walked to the atrium, knelt down and saluted him.

    This is naturally not the etiquette that one should have in front of a king, but Xu Chaozong's current situation is no different from that of a prisoner. He has even received the cold looks from the palace people, let alone other things, so he only forced a smile.  The past memories whizzed by, and he stood in the palace where he had played together when he was young. Things had changed. He stretched out his hand and twirled a handful of cold snow. Half of his mind was about the beautiful woman in front of him, and half was aboutWhen future generations comment on the few words in the history book, they will naturally think about why he committed regicide.  "

    "The emperor is not a cruel person, and his wife's control of the palace has not harmed the life of the concubine at all. Putting aside the fighting and calculations, the emperor should also think about whether the person sitting on the throne for so many years is worthy of the people of the world.  "

    What she wanted to say has been said, and how much Xu Chaozong can listen is beyond her control.

    You Tong looked at the thin man across from him, and saw his painful expression. He thought he was slightly touched.

    She took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Xu Chaozong.

    "Citizen women resign."

    The skirt of her skirt swayed slightly as she stepped forward, the hem of her skirt swept away the snow on the ground.

    Xu Chaozong woke up from the surging thoughts and saw that she was about to leave. He knew that there would be no chance to see each other after this farewell. His heart suddenly tightened and he reached out to grab her - it was a hasty meeting, all talk.  Regarding government matters, this life is coming to an end, and he still has many things to say to her.

    The thin body rushed forward, and the thin hands stretched out, trying to hold her shoulders suddenly.

    You Tong could only see the look on his face that was sometimes depressed, sometimes secretly angry, and sometimes regretful. She knew that his mind was agitated and emotionally unstable at the moment. Seeing him suddenly rushing towards him, he didn't know what to do, so he subconsciously dodged back.

    The snow in the atrium had not been swept away, so she stepped on a small ridge beside the corridor. In a panic, she lost her balance and slipped to the ground.

    Fu Yu was standing outside the door. Hearing the slight movement, he immediately opened the door and rushed in. In an instant, he ran to Youtong and helped her up.  When his eyes turned to Xu Chaozong, they were sharp and stern, suppressing his anger.

    Youtong stood firm against him and said hurriedly: "It's okay, husband, don't worry."

    While speaking, he raised his hand to straighten his clothes.

    The slender fingers touched the snow on the ground, and a wisp of bright red emerged from it.

    Fu Yu's eyes tightened and he hurriedly caught her and took a look. He saw that the snow on the soft flesh of her palms had melted and there were blood drops oozing out. It was obvious that the skin and flesh had been scratched by the dead branches under the snow.  He was even more angry, and he didn't care to argue with Xu Chaozong, so he loudly ordered the imperial doctor to wipe off the snow and water, and then hurried out with her in his arms.

    Before taking two steps, Xu Chaozong's voice came, "Youtong¡ª¡ª"

    The voice was tense and rapid, with an uncontrollable tremor.

    Youtong paused for a moment and turned back to look at him.

    Xu Chaozong stood in the snow, his expression panicked and nervous, his eyes locked on her, "I was wrong in what happened at the beginning. I failed you and failed the past time. Please forgive me." The battle was defeated, and the imperial power  He could think about and let go of other things. Until now, the only thing he couldn't let go of was missing that day.  The words that had been hidden in his heart for several years blurted out before leaving. His eyes were eager and anxious, praying like a dying person.

    But now, what¡¯s the point of asking for forgiveness or not?

    Youtong took a deep look at him, and the hatred and regret in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

    "The person who loves you so much is dead a long time ago." After she finished speaking, she walked away without looking back.

    Xu Chaozong stood there in a daze, watching Fu Yu and You Tong embrace each other, his face as pale as paper.  The cold wind blew and rolled up the snow on the trees, which was bone-chilling. Unable to bear it, he took a few steps back and sat down on the snow at the foot of the steps, sitting like a wooden chicken.

    Not far away, in the Penglai Hall, the imperial doctor who rushed over to help Youtong treat his wounds took the opportunity to ask for Ping'an Pulse.

    Who would have thought that after diagnosing the pulse, a piece of good news would be reported.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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