The whole city is full of laughter.

Red lanterns were hung at the door of each family, and they were also affixed to the couple.

I see a lot of joy everywhere!

Red is all over.

It looks very harmonious.

There is no half-volatility.

As in previous years, everyone is looking forward to the reunion on New Year's Eve.

Family Fun!

The silence before the storm was terrible.

It was finally the day before the annual festival.

Late at night, the door is closed.

Silence everywhere!

It looks like someone has “cleaned up” it!

A line of soldiers in armor came to the gate.

The leader is called Zhu Yuan!

He and the guard at the door made a look.

He said, “It’s time, open the door.”

The guard, as he had commanded, ordered the three gates of the city gate to be opened.

Outside the city, there was only the sound of cold wind blowing, blowing a tingle of hearts.

The man on the floor ordered three torches.

Move up!

It looks like a code!

After a glimmer of incense, two thousand soldiers and horses arrived at the gate.

They were all careful and speechless.

They are still being sent to the city.

Zhu Yuan and the guard who guarded the gate said: "The prince has orders, at the beginning of tomorrow's annual festival, the city gate will be closed, and no news shall be brought out of the palace."

“Understood!”

King Huyi's soldiers and horses in the city of Gaoding were only 1,200!

Most of the soldiers were deployed outside the city.

Once something happens to the royal palace, someone will bring news out of the city, and then thousands of soldiers and horses outside the palace will enter the city to rescue the car.

Pingyang Hou has already arranged, the city gate is closed, even if the royal palace accident, the news can not take out, even if the people outside the palace know, then can not enter.

The two thousand soldiers and horses continued to enter the city, scattered everywhere, and deployed outside the palace.

But -

Judith soon found out unusual!

Footprints of a place!

Footprints of red soil!

He was suspicious in his mind.

Ask the guard: "The husband and horse are from the ten miles outside the palace, there should be no red mud road on the way, how can these soldiers have red mud on their shoes?"

The guard shook his head, "This... is not clear."

“Huh?”

Strange!

Has the route changed?

Zhu Yuan pulled a small soldier and said, “You are coming from ten miles?”

The soldier replied, “Yes.”

“Where did the red mud come from?”

“For fear of being found out, I had previously arranged to go around the road, and over the mountain, I stepped on the red mud of the ground.”The soldier said.

“That is so!”Zhu Yuan apparently did not doubt it any longer, waved his hand, "Be careful, follow."

“Yes.”

The small soldiers followed the team, according to the original plan, in the direction of the east gate of the royal palace!

After all two thousand soldiers and horses entered the city, Zhu Yuan confessed some and ordered those guards to guard the city gate.

“Tomorrow, without the Lord’s command, you will never be able to open the gates.”

“Yes!”

He just left!

Go back to the bunker!

Right now, house.

It was after midnight.

He was in the temple in the house, looking at his son's card.

He looks calm!

There is sadness in my eyes.

Not a step in a long time.

It was the New Year, and every household was beaming and a light.

But the whole palace, as usual, had no atmosphere of the New Year, and even white silk and white lanterns were hung in the shrine.

It was cold wind!

He tightened his eyes a little, looked at the spirit card and said, “Slin, wait another day!”

One more day, the revenge.

He will worship his son with the blood of the king and the tower!

The butler stood aside and worried, "Lord, you have to rest, it's almost dawn."

He waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about me, go and rest."

“I’ll stay with the Lord.”

The housekeeper followed him for many years, watching his white-haired man send black hair, that pain, he felt.

After all, he also looked up!

Wouldn't it hurt?

Standing in the hall all night late.

I have been looking at my son’s spirit.

It was not until dawn that he changed into clean clothes and sat in the hall.

He is waiting!

The annual festival begins.

On the other hand, since he saw the moth and blood that night, the whole person languished, even though Pingyang Hou repeatedly told him that it was an illusion, just because he was too tired, but his heart was always worried.

Even after a few days, I saw something strange.

But when you wake up, you find that there is nothing!

But the doctor, or the doctor, said that he was not seriously ill, but because he was too tired.

Just rest well.

People in the house also began to spread all kinds of strange speculation.

It is said that the three princes hit the ghost, and the ghost is Gong Shilin.

He said that he was ashamed of his heart because he personally supervised Gong Shilin, so he had nightmares overnight and it was difficult to sleep.

He was cursed by the Second Prince, so he did!

It is also said that he was punished by Hu Yi Wang to write a text and was forbidden for five days, so he was dissatisfied and could not accept the blow for a while, and he would be confused.

...

Disgusting speculation spreads in the house.

But no one dared to reach that ear.

If he knew, he would be punished.

So in front of that extension, everyone shut up!

And this morning, that didn’t get up.

He lay in bed, his face pale.

Impotently impotent.

Finally, she got up with the help of the girl.

His lips are white.

"Go, go, take the courtship for the king, and the king shall enter the palace."

On the day of the annual sacrifice, how could he not go as a prince or as a son-in-law?

The girl said, “Prince, you are so afraid of it now...”

“Shut up and don’t take your clothes?”

“...”

The people in the room trembling and dared not speak again.

The girl took the dress and changed it for him.

But he took two steps and almost fell to the ground.

Until the rabbin came in time to stop him.

I took the other people out of the house.

"The king's body is important, or rest in the house."

The narcissist: “What do you say?Resting the King?“Dad, won’t you forget what day it is today?”

Pingyang Hou said, “Of course, I know, but if the prince insists on going, if the body can’t stand up, will it not be lost?”

“No!The king must go.”

“No!”Pingyang Hou clutched the top of the arm tightly, and said seriously, "The annual festival is just a guise, go and don't go, it doesn't affect anything, in short, I'm ready to make a decision when things are up.

The Lord enters the palace, and as long as the king let the wise, he can read the decree!”

The eyes were shining, and the backhand clutched the Pingyang Hou’s hand: “Really?”

Pingyang Hou focused on: "In short, the prince does not have to worry, tonight is in control."

That's reassuring.

Suffocate the breath.

The idea of entering the palace to participate in the annual festival was eliminated.

"In that case, the king will not go, and all will be left to the prince."