The sky in Kyoto is very overcast, there is no sun, black clouds are everywhere, and the air is filled with a solemn atmosphere.
The whole imperial city is very quiet, the atmosphere is a little weird, there is not a single pedestrian on the street, the shops and doors are closed tightly, and the huge prosperous imperial city is like an empty dead city.
In the palace at the moment.
In the splendid hall, an emperor dressed in bright yellow clothes sat on a dragon chair, and a bunch of people knelt on the marble floor.
There was a lot of fine sweat on the forehead of the emperor's personal eunuch Feng Gonggong, and the solemn atmosphere made people feel depressed.
The cold wind blew into the main hall, blowing people's robes whirring, and the people kneeling in the hall included courtiers and concubines, as well as princes and princesses dressed in gorgeous clothes.
First of all, a prince couldn't support it, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said: "Father, it's already three o'clock in the Shen hour, please hurry up and make a decision." ” The silent emperor raised his head, his eyes were shining with cold light, he slapped one hand on the arm of the dragon chair, and said angrily: "Presumptuous!
” The two words bombarded everyone's ears like thunder, and Gonggong Feng's body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything.
I don't know if these two words completely touched the anger and fear suppressed by the prince, he looked directly at the majestic emperor, and said: "Father, the rebels have been waiting outside the city gate for a long time, as long as you hand over that woman......"
The emperor stood up abruptly, pointed at the prince and scolded: "Son, you stop me!"
If I hand her clothes over at this time, how will I lose face!
In the future, everyone in the world will laugh at me......"
"Does the emperor want us to die?"
A woman in a blue palace concubine dress said sadly.
Everyone's eyes were on the emperor, pleading, grieving, and resentful......
All kinds of eyes were like cold arrows piercing the emperor's body.
The emperor took a step back and sat on the dragon chair suddenly, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant, and his body exuded a decadent aura.
"Your Majesty, do you really want to put us to death for that woman?!"
Concubine Mei stood up and scolded in a sad voice: "At this time, you are still unwilling to hand her over—" "If it weren't for her bewitching appearance, how could she bring disaster to Da Zhou, and you wouldn't have fallen to such a point, is the emperor really so resolute and ruthless to watch us all die!"
"Vain concubines have followed the emperor for more than ten years, you are really chilling for the concubines!
If you want to be humiliated by the rebels, the concubine might as well die in front of you now!
” After speaking, Mei Guifei was about to crash towards the red pillar in the main hall.
"Stop the concubine!"
Gonggong Feng hurriedly spoke.
Fortunately, the two colored eunuchs hurriedly stopped Concubine Mei, and the hall was spared a bloody matter.
"Go ......," the Emperor whispered.
The eyes of the kneeling crowd flashed with joy.
Gonggong Feng bowed his head and asked, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"
” The emperor closed his eyes and commanded ruthlessly: "Do as I said before." ” Gonggong Feng chuckled in his heart, a look of pity and grief flashed in his eyes, and he bowed down and said, "The slave knows." ” The lavish palace was deserted.
There was a woman sitting in front of the bronze mirror vanity mirror, staring at the mirror with a blank face, not knowing whether she was looking at herself in herself or looking at something else through the mirror.
"Concubine Niangniang."
Gonggong Feng came in with someone.
The woman picked up the ivory comb and began to comb her hair, with a soul-grabbing aura in her every move.
"What about the emperor?"