Chapter 63 Killing ‘I’

In Mocheng, Suzhou, Yulin Lane burst into flames, and the raging fire lit up half of the night sky.

The hidden guards on the opposite roof were obviously staring at him, Mo Ya stood nervously on the spot, simply surrounded by the people who escaped the fire, the group of hidden guards did not dare to act rashly.

He forcibly led the steed calmly, and leaned against the shivering crowd in the cold night, while looking at the ferocious sea of flames, his mind was spinning rapidly.

The smell of kerosene that smelled just now must have been caused by these hidden guards who poured it down and lit it, but it was the yard of Miss Zheng Er. After they rescued Miss Er, they set fire to attract him.

Then when did these hidden guards come to Mocheng, have they already found the whereabouts of Madam and Mr. Wen?

Mo Ya's mind was in a mess, and his heart sank into the cold pool bit by bit. He failed the son's entrustment, carelessly harmed his wife, and was about to lose his own life.

A strong sense of remorse wrapped him tightly, and the horse beside him seemed to sense his restlessness, and raised its hooves uneasily.

The hidden guard hiding on the roof was wiping the blood off his knife, when he noticed the drizzle falling from the sky, he picked up the scabbard and touched the leader beside him.

"Boss, should we take this opportunity to kill the guard, and then go find Wen's whereabouts?"

The leader of the hidden guards had gold patterns embroidered on his left sleeve, and said in a low voice, "No hurry, use him to fish, and bet if he dares to find Wen."

A faint smell of blood floated over, he frowned, "Don't follow here and watch, go and see how the second girl is doing."

The hidden guard was silent for a moment, "...this subordinate dare not see the second girl."

They almost lost track of the whereabouts of the letter halfway, and finally arrived in Mocheng after a long journey. They saw Mo Ya busy guarding a small courtyard, and immediately decided that the small courtyard belonged to Wen's.

He was feeling in the dark just now, and he was about to stab hard, only then did he realize that this woman was the second girl they had worked so hard to find.

Although the knife was narrowly withdrawn, it still hurt the second girl's flesh and scared people a lot.

Fortunately, Mo Ya heard that there was a fire, and he really fell into the trick and came back.

The leader suddenly thought of what he was afraid of, choked up his words, and then said irritably, "He came on horseback, he must have a residence elsewhere, you go and find out where he is staying."

The dark guard immediately took orders when he heard the words, and quietly hid with another brother.

"The imperial city was besieged, and the East Palace was forced into the palace. Lord Yao rescued him."

As soon as the jailer finished speaking, heavy footsteps came, and soldiers in light armor charged in with sharp knives that dripped blood. The jailers gritted their teeth and roared to meet them. In a short while, the thick blood filled this small area..

The blood-stained key was pulled from the corpse's waist, and the jingle chain was pulled out.

"My lord, His Highness sent a subordinate to pick you up."

Zheng Guogong approached hesitantly, "Are you...a subordinate of General Wen?"

The first empress came from the residence of the General Zhen Guo, and the two uncles of the crown prince are both generals in the army, but they should be guarding the battlefield at this time, and the crown prince secretly sent a letter asking the two generals to bring their troops back to the city quickly.

The leading soldier, full of murderous aura, opened the prison door, "The general has already led the troops into the palace, the Duke of the country should go out first and reunite with his wife."

Zheng Guogong quickened his pace when he heard the words, there was a carriage parked in front of the prison, and the wife in the carriage was looking at him with tears in his eyes.

The sky was gloomy, and the biting wind was blowing, as if it was going to snow.

He has experienced too many turmoil in the government, and Zheng Guogong was not afraid at all, but the matter of forcing the palace to usurp the throne... He felt uneasy, so he turned his head, "When did you arrive at the imperial city?"

"Not long after the prince's accident, I rushed back to the city in ambush."

The soldier handed Zheng Guogong a thick and warm cloak, and said calmly, "I just arrived outside the city the night before, and His Majesty was unconscious, so we led our troops into the city."

Zheng Guogong was at ease, when he boarded the carriage, he suddenly remembered something, and solemnly warned, "Look for an opportunity to kill Yao Xuanci, the son of the Marquis of Huai'an, this person must not stay."

When the kid came to see him, he was in a state of planning, and his few words made him suffer for three days. Recalling his indifferent and calm expression, he felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.

...

The imperial palace was in a state of chaos and killing. Horrified screams and desperate begging for mercy spread throughout every palace road. The weapons were clanging and intersecting, and the force was so fierce that it could arouse fires one after another.

A sharp cold light flashed, blood spurted on the red palace wall, and a wisp of warm mist blew out in the cold air in the blink of an eye.

The Son of Heaven suddenly went into a coma yesterday, and he is still lying on the dragon couch in a deep sleep. Several senior ministers worried about their concern, so they came back and forth to visit.

He never expected that when he stepped into the palace, he would be trapped by the sudden force. The soldiers with chilling spirit would easily subdue the Habayashi guard who was not tough enough, and those who resisted would be killed immediately.

There were a few messy footsteps outside the Crouching Dragon Hall. The crown prince, dressed in a brocade robe with ink background and gold patterns, stepped slowly into the gate of the hall, followed by an armored general holding a long knife.

An old minister couldn't help but growled angrily, "You took advantage of His Majesty's danger to usurp the throne, and you will be written into the history books and insulted by future generations!"

"The history books are controlled by the winner."

An Wenlin put his hands behind his back, glanced at the bloodstains that had just been wiped off the ground, and calmed down.

"Everyone calm down, the chaos in the imperial city is only for a while, I have sent people to the houses to guard them carefully, and help them at any time if there is any difficulty."

"When the dust settles, you will be able to reunite with your family members and grandchildren safely. On the day of your lonely enthronement, you still need the virtuous ministers to stabilize the court. You must take care of your health."

The faces of the ministers were full of anger. The prince threatened the family with their safety, and on the contrary threatened them with the safety of the family.

"Great treason and immorality, even the word filial piety can't be achieved, how can you convince the public with your insidious means?"

"It's just for convincing." An Wenlin lowered his face in displeasure, and directly raised his hand to interrupt.

"Come here, invite some adults to drink tea with General Wen in the side hall of Kunlong."

One of the old ministers with gray temples coldly shook off the arm that the general was probing, "Get out, don't touch me, I'll go by myself!"

In the blink of an eye, there were only four princes waiting in front of the couch, guarding the emperor standing in front of the couch and guarding the emperor behind him, watching every move of the general.

Unexpectedly, His Highness the Fourth Highness was quietly pushed on the back by the Third Emperor brother behind him, and urged in a very soft voice, "Speak up."

Being pushed out as a stepping stone, An Wenqing was naturally dissatisfied. He clenched his big palm into a fist. He took a shallow breath and took a step.

"Brother Huang is the crown prince. He is not afraid of the shadow slanting when he is upright. As long as the father finds out whether the crimes on his body are true or not, he will inherit the throne logically. Why is there such a mess?"

The third prince immediately poked him with his elbow, gritted his teeth and said in a breathy voice, "Aren't you adding fuel to the fire?"

The fourth child usually has a good brain, and he knows best that just a word can make the emperor's brother murderous, so he chooses the harshest words.

An Wenlin was not offended, he pulled the wooden chair and sat down in the middle of the hall without any haste.

"Gu Neng is where he is today, thanks to the blessings of my younger brothers. People always have to be pushed to know how capable they are."

"Brother Huang, did you ever think that your father is also forcing you?"

An Wenqing asked back, "He taught you carefully on weekdays, the prince should have left the palace when he was weak, but the father was not willing to let the prince move out."

"Brother Huang was accused of committing countless big mistakes in the past month. He ordered people to suppress the rumors, and ordered people to carefully review and not allow any mistakes. So far, he is not willing to touch Brother Huang."

"You lead the grandfather's army to force the palace, and when the father wakes up, do you have the face to see him?"

"So this is the emperor father in your eyes." An Wenlin sneered, if he was really reluctant to part with him, how could he check and balance the power of his party officials, how could he bear to see him not loved, how could he take away the power in his hands.

If he is so stupid to wait, he will only be called a waste prince and be expelled from the imperial city!

Thinking about it, An Wenlin turned his head, "Have you found Yao Xuanci's trace?"

The expression of the third prince changed slightly. He obtained a lot of evidence from Yao Xuanci and handed it to his father. After the emperor's brother settled Yao Xuanci's account, he would be the next one.

"Shizi Yao entered the palace, but the brothers waiting in the palace way did not rob him, probably because they sensed something was wrong and hid him."

"Besiege the Marquis Mansion, and search every part of the palace carefully." An Wenlin's eyes were dark, and then he glanced at An Wenqing and the others, and stood up, "Please invite the four highnesses to wait in the side hall."

Hearing this, An Wenqing glanced at the dragon couch behind him from the corner of her eye, only to see the hazy figure of the person on the couch, motionless and still in a coma.

After the Crouching Dragon Palace calmed down, An Wenlin looked at the dragon bed covered by the black gauze curtain, and a complicated look flashed across his eyes.

The medicine was handed over to the informant by himself. Its toxicity is not too harsh and fatal, but it is also very difficult to deal with. The rest of his life can only be lingering on the bed.

But it's not enough now, only on the day when he ascends the throne as the emperor, the father can wake up.

Subconsciously touched the porcelain bottle of antidote at his waist, An Wenlin hesitated, and suddenly heard hurried footsteps stepping in, and a soldier in a light helmet approached quickly with a waist knife in his hand.

"His Royal Highness."

He cupped his hands with a serious expression, "Xing Yunfeng led the Habayashi Army in the imperial city to attack from the Nangong Gate. General Wen is still guarding those old officials. Can you ask the general to give advice?"

"At most four thousand Yulin troops are nothing to be afraid of." An Wenlin's hands hung from his waist, and the corners of his lips curled up in a sneer.

"You have been with the second uncle on the battlefield for many years. How can you compare with the flamboyant Habayashi army? There is no need to alarm the second uncle and let him have a good talk with those old guys."

"You should pay attention to the commander of the Habayashi guards. Don't let the palace guards have the opportunity to report to the Habayashi army outside the palace."

After finishing speaking, An Wenlin waved his hand, "Back off."

He had to seize the time to find Guoxi and write the edict of abdication.

But the imperial seal is extremely important, there are countless true and false ones, and only the emperor knows its location. After An Wenlin searched to no avail, he glanced around and landed on the dragon couch.

The black gauze and gold-patterned bed curtain hung down, covering the wide bed, which looked particularly mysterious and solemn. He put the box in his hand back and walked lightly towards the dragon bed.

A dangerous place is the safest place.

An Wenlin raised his hand, and in the next moment, the person who was supposed to be lying peacefully got up suddenly, and pressed against his throat violently, overturning and suppressing him.

Who is the emperor lying on the dragon couch?

The man holding the dagger had no expression on his face, his deep phoenix eyes were full of fierce hostility, and when he met An Wenlin's shocked and flustered eyes, the strength in his hands increased.

"Your Highness can intercept my letter, and I can naturally intercept the letter sent by His Highness."

"I thought His Highness would kill His Majesty, but it seems that His Highness is still a bit soft-hearted. His Majesty is still alive and well."

The sharp dagger cut through the fragile neck, An Wenlin felt the blood rushing out first, and the fear in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

"You know everything?"

"I conspired with others to learn a lot of things. I don't know if His Highness is referring to the matter of ordering my wife to be killed, or if His Highness promised to set aside a fief and set aside half of the river to ask General Wen to send troops to seize the throne..."

"Why, why target orphans!"

An Wenlin was angry but was afraid that a sharp knife would cut his throat. He stubbornly restrained the urge to struggle, and his facial features were a little distorted.

"You clearly know that as long as you want, you can become Gu's right-hand man, and after Gu ascends the throne, you will be Gu's most trusted minister!"

Yao Xuanci coldly denied, "In the eyes of His Highness, there is never room for subordinates."

An Wenlin was stunned for a moment, and then he retorted angrily, his chest heaving violently, "It's nonsense, when Gu can't tolerate you, it's because you don't want to be loyal to the East Palace, it's you who betrayed Gu!"

"Then when the poisonous arrow in His Highness's hand aimed at me, what were you thinking?"

Yao Xuanci didn't want to call himself a minister to this person, so he sneered, "Your Highness should be thinking 'what's so good about this person, why is Zheng Ruyu obsessed with him, and can't see others'."

"..." The blood soaked his clothes, and An Wenlin's mind was a little dizzy. He didn't let himself show the slightest weakness, but he was threatened to die, and he couldn't restrain the long-standing jealousy in his heart.

"The lonely and dignified Prince of the East Palace, one person is under one man and above ten thousand people, how can he not compare to you."

Yao Xuanci ignored him, remembering the business matter discussed with His Royal Highness, he let go instead, "However, there is something I need to ask Your Highness."

The dagger was taken away, and when he got up, he subconsciously touched the thing in his arms.

An Wenlin got a chance to breathe, and immediately protected his bleeding neck, struggling to get up, "Do you want to surrender now?"

He hastily tore off a few pieces of cloth to cover the wound, and glanced at the gate of the hall without any trace, thinking that there was a way to attract the soldiers outside the hall to subdue Yao Xuanci and kill him before Yao Xuanci killed him.

Out of the corner of his eye, the simple and sharp dagger was flying smoothly in the man's hand, and what was even more shocking was that the handle of the dagger was handed in front of him.

"Your Highness, please kill 'me'."

Suzhou Crane City.

It was drizzling outside, and the rain was mixed with some fine snowflakes, which melted into rain before it hit the ground. There was a bone-chilling chill in the humid air, and it was as cold inside and outside the house.

So early on, Wen Qiong stood guard in front of the stove.

Wen Boqing appeared with an apricot-colored oil-paper umbrella, went to the eaves to put away the umbrella, and handed the letter in his hand to Wen Qiong, without his usual idleness.

"The guards sent didn't find any trace of Mo Ya. They were worried that those people would notice and didn't dare to expose too many traces. However, they can be sure that the second girl Zheng was rescued, and it is likely that the prince's people came after her."

"So fast." Wen Qiong sat up straight when she heard the words, and the letter she had just received was crumpled, "Isn't Moya dangerous?"

Wen Boqing reassured, "Yao Xuanci asked Mo Ya to follow because he must value Mo Ya's skill, so don't worry."

She frowned, "He spent so much effort to send you and me to Suzhou, and let Zheng Ruyu follow him, what is he trying to do?"

If she had to choose, she would definitely want to go to Songzhou.

Wen Boqing lowered his eyes, his tone seemed casual, "He only told me that Crane City in Suzhou should be the home of Miss Zheng Er."

"Why does this sound so weird?" Wen Qiong thought it was wrong at first, and then said, "But she was placed in Mo City by Mo Ya, and it is even more impossible for her to come to Crane City now that she is rescued."

Crane City has nothing to do with Zheng Ruyu, and in terms of being special, he can't compare to his mother and elder brother.

In the last life, she asked Nanny Song to find her mother and brother, and buy a house in Suzhou to settle down, which refers to Crane City.

Thinking about it, her brother and his future sister-in-law should have met in Crane City, but Mo Ya's whereabouts were unknown, so she wouldn't have the time to think about her sister-in-law anymore.

Seeing Wen Qiong's serious expression, frowning, Wen Boqing patted her forehead.

"Don't think about it too much. Most of the hidden guards don't know my appearance. I will go to Mocheng to find the whereabouts of Mo Ya in person later. He probably hid because he was afraid of revealing your location."

Wen Qiong sighed softly, at the moment this is the only way to go, "Bring a few skilled guards, and be on guard."

She glanced at the empty bowl on the small table and remembered, "Mother made chicken soup early in the morning, you can drink two bowls before you go, I really can't drink, I'm so full and sleepy."

"Go take a nap if you feel sleepy, don't be tired." Wen Boqing deliberately teased her to relax, pushing her to the bedroom, "Maybe when you wake up, Mo Ya and I will come back."

Wen Qiong was worried about Mo Ya's safety, and didn't bother to read the letter in his hand, so he put it on the small table beside him. This letter was sent by the white crow. It was not written by Yao Xuanci, so it probably wasn't important.thing.

She went back to the bedroom and lay down with her outer shirt off, thinking that she would not be able to fall asleep due to her heavy heart, but she didn't expect that after a while, her consciousness fell into a drowsy sleep.

There was drizzle in the air, and at first glance, the surrounding area was covered with mist and water vapor, and the grass sprouts that broke through the ground after getting wet.

The tall and slender woman folded her arms, lazily leaning against a dead tree, looking at the open space in front of her, with a satisfied tone, "The wasteland in the other courtyard is not bad. In a few days, we will dig up the soil and plant a large sweet-scented osmanthus forest.Your sister has built a new grave, and my mother-in-law is thinking about her, so she can come out more."

"It's really comfortable to go back to my hometown. The imperial city is really aggrieved."

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