The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 390 Chapter 389: The Eve of Conspiracy

Nan Zhuohua approached slowly, Gu Qingyun felt timid, and retreated subconsciously.

Nan Zhuohua hooked his lips: "What are you afraid of?"

Gu Qingyun steadied her steps and looked at each other: "Are you a human, a demon, or a ghost?"

"Have you ever seen a ghost in broad daylight?" Nan Zhuohua chuckled lazily, "I'm not a monster, I'm a human."

Two steps forward, she smelled a smell on Gu Qingyun's body, which was not very strong, but Nan Zhuohua had a sensitive nose and could smell it. There was still unwashed blood on Gu Qingyun's hands, mixed with that smell, some bad smell.

Fog Yu frowned when she smelled Gu Qingyun's body.

Nan Zhuohua slightly raised his chin and looked at Gu Qingyun, with meaningful eyes raised: "Aunt Liu is really wronged, what do you think?"

Gu Qingyun was uncomfortable seeing her eyes, she staggered her eyes, and snorted softly: "It doesn't matter if you are wronged or not."

These words are somewhat intriguing.

Nan Zhuohua raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were condensed, he didn't say much, and turned around to leave.

Gu Qingyun said: "Does Prince Jingli know about your rebirth?"

Nan Zhuohua glanced back at her: "What does it have to do with you?"

Gu Qingyun was at a loss for words.

Nan Zhuohua suddenly understood that Gu Qingyun had always admired Jing Moyan, probably caring about his every move.

But her rebirth has nothing to do with Jing Moyan.

Walking out of the yard a few meters away, Wu Yu frowned, and said to Nan Zhuohua: "Little master, this servant has just smelled the smell of musk on Gu Qingyun's body."

"Oh?" It turned out that the smell that Gu Qingyun smelled just now was musk.

Wu Yu said what was in her mind: "This servant suspects that Shen Xiru's miscarriage is related to Gu Qingyun."

Nan Zhuohua curled his mouth: "There is no need to doubt, it is related to her."

Aunt Liu has no children now, she is alone and helpless, it is impossible for her to be stupid enough to attack the child in Shen Xiru's womb, and she also knows what this child means to Gu Zhian.

It can only be said that she was used as a gun by Gu Qingyun and Aunt Jiang's mother and daughter.

Wuyu asked: "What is the purpose of their mother and daughter making this show?"

Nan Zhuohua snorted softly: "It's for climbing up."

Now in the backyard, Aunt Liu has no children, so she is nothing to be afraid of. Although Shen Xiru's only son, Gu Yinxiu, is dead, and Gu Zhixuan is also crazy, there is still Gu Zhirou in the palace, plus the one in her stomach. big threat.

Since Aunt Jiang wanted to climb up, she had to get rid of the child in Shen Xiru's womb, so as to avoid future troubles, and Aunt Liu was the best defender.

Gu Qingyun and Aunt Jiang's move can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Not only got rid of Aunt Liu, but also caused Shen Xiru's body to be seriously injured. She had just given birth, and it would take a while to recover. Moreover, Shen Xiru suffered such a big blow this time, whether her body can recover is another matter.

The midwife in this house has fallen into Aunt Jiang's hands again, but now no one is robbing her, maybe one day, she will squeeze Shen Xiru's position as the mistress.

It seems that Aunt Jiang's goal is to be the Duke's wife.

Nan Zhuohua walked out of the gate, looked back and looked up, and looked at the plaque hanging above the gate. The four gold characters of "Rongguo Duke's Mansion" declared the Gu family's grand family.

Nan Zhuohua turned his head and went down the steps with a cool smile on his lips.

She wanted to see if Gu Qingyun could help Aunt Jiang take the position of Mrs. Guo before the Gu family was overthrown.

In the afternoon, before sending Aunt Liu to Zhuangzi, she committed suicide in the woodshed.

Perhaps knowing that there is no hope for the rest of his life, it would be better to end everything directly than to be sent to Zhuangzi to be tortured.

Shen Xiru was in a coma all afternoon because of the miscarriage, and when she woke up she was in a daze, clamoring for Aunt Liu to pay for her child.

Today's Duke Rong's mansion no longer has the prosperity of the past. The children in the mansion are dead and crazy, and now even the unborn fetuses are dying.

All the servants in the house were discussing in secret whether the Gu family had violated the Tai Sui, or whether the ancestors committed too many crimes and suffered retribution. This mansion, it can be seen that it is declining day by day, and it is getting worse day by day.

The reason behind this, even Gu Zhian couldn't figure out how the Gu family got to this point step by step.

Night fell, there was no moon or starlight tonight, and the night was cold.

Qing Yu came back from inquiring about the news, and reported to Yun Ranyue: "Master, my subordinates have found out that Jing Yuanzhao asked Qin Yu to dispatch [-] Imperial Forest Army, and the hidden guards of the East Palace were also mobilized. come and go."

Qin Yu is the eldest son of the uncle's mansion, and Jing Yuanzhao is a cousin, and also the president of the Imperial Forest Army.

Nan Zhuohua sat in Yun Ranyue's arms, his expression concentrated: "Jing Yuanzhao is planning to rebel?"

Yun Ranyue pondered: "I guess that's exactly what he meant."

It is also the best time to rebel at this time, because all the troops of the imperial city are facing the east of the pit, and the other troops are defending the border. If Jing Yuanzhao has any movement in the past two days, those troops will not be able to arrive immediately. Water cannot save a near fire.

Nan Zhuohua shook his head and sneered: "Jing Yuanzhao is already the prince, and still need to think about treason?"

If he is obedient, as the crown prince, the throne will be passed on to him logically.

He is so anxious to rebel, can't he sit still?

Yun Ranyue sneered: "The dog is in a hurry, and finally he is going to jump over the wall."

Although Jing Yuanzhao is the prince, his position as the prince is not secure at all. In the past, Jing Chaoci blocked his way, but now the biggest obstacle is Yun Ranyue.

Jing Yuanzhao can ignore Jing Chaoci, but he can't ignore Yun Ranyue, a formidable enemy, and Yun Ranyue has already informed Jing Yuanzhao of his desire to usurp the dynasty, which makes Jing Yuanzhao even more serious. It was a sleepless night.

If he doesn't sit on the throne for a day, he won't feel at ease for a day.

If he sits on the throne, the first thing he will do must be to deal with Yun Ranyue.

Nan Zhuohua turned to look at Yun Ranyue: "What are you going to do?"

Tapping the desk in front of her with her fingertips, Yun Ranyue's eyes were serious: "Since Jing Yuanzhao wants to go to reincarnation early, you might as well give him a ride."

Nan Zhuohua looked at the night outside the window, it was as thick as black ink, reflected in her eyes, it was an inextricable mist.

Those grievances should be settled with Jing Yuanzhao and Ye Ruoxi.

At Haishi, Yun Ranyue took up a pen and wrote a letter, asking Qing Yu to send it to Prince Xiao's Mansion.

Nan Zhuohua asked, why do you want to find Jing Zhanli?

Yun Ranyue replied that he is the best partner.

At this time, Prince Xiao's mansion is at the time when singing and dancing are prosperous and the world is full of luxury.

There are eighteen concubines in Jing Zhanli's mansion, each of whom is multi-talented. He sits on the soft bed and hugs left and right, while the concubines below are playing tunes and dancing.

Jing Zhanli drank the good wine fed by his concubine, his eyes were blurred, the tails of his eyes were red, shining brightly.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door, Zhao Guanjia said: "My lord, the National Teacher just sent someone to send a letter."

Jing Zhanli's eyebrows twitched, the clouds dye the moon?
He asked Butler Zhao to bring in the envelope, and took the envelope, but he didn't open it right away, he took it in his hand and looked at it casually, it was a very common envelope.

He opened the envelope, saw the words on it, his pupils shrank, and his misty winking eyes immediately lost the slightest hint of alcohol. The letter paper was folded in half to cover the words on it. Jing Zhanli waved to many concubines: "It's here tonight, you guys Go down first."

The concubines bowed down and finished the salute, and then exited the room one by one.

Jing Zhanli sat up straight, with a serious face, without any trace of slutty look, and reopened the letter paper, concentrating on the words on it: Tomorrow, Jing Yuanzhao will plot rebellion.

At the moment of Haishi, Qing Yu returned to Lanyue Palace and reported that the envelope had been delivered to Prince Xiao's Mansion.

Nan Zhuohua asked Yun Ranyue: "Will Jing Zhanli take any action after reading your letter?"

"Yes," Yun Ranyue was determined, and the corners of her lips curled slightly: "Jing Zhanli is not as romantic as outsiders see, what he loves is not beauties, but Jiangshan."

Jing Zhanli is also a person who is very good at hiding. He has been hiding in secret all these years. He is smarter than Jing Chaoci, and he will not confront Jing Yuanzhao openly. He hides in the dark and has been waiting for an opportunity.

But this time, it is a very good opportunity, Yun Ranyue believes that he will not let this opportunity go.

Nan Zhuohua smiled: "It seems that there is no one in the royal family who does not love power."

Jing Zhanli's slutty appearance has deceived many people.

Everyone in the world said that His Royal Highness King Xiao loves beauties and not imperial power, but they don't know that there is also an ambition under that romantic skin.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting the writing on the letter paper flickering, Jing Zhanli's eyes were dark, and he stared at those words for a long time.

Immediately, he put the letter paper on the candle and extinguished it, got up and took a cloak around him, opened the door and went out.

Housekeeper Zhao asked outside the door: "It's so late, where is the prince going?"

Jing Zhanli didn't turn her head back: "This king asked Jing Yu to discuss something."

In the early morning of the next day, outside the city gate, [-] soldiers led by Jing Yu formed a team here.

Yun Ranyue stood on the city wall, dressed in snow clothes fluttering in the wind, staring at the hundreds of thousands of soldiers below.

After Jing Yu ordered the soldiers, he cupped his hands to Yun Ranyue: "Master Guoshi, the soldiers have assembled and are waiting for your orders, ready to go."

"Well," Yun Ranyue responded lightly.

There was the sound of a carriage behind him, Yun Ranyue looked back and saw Nan Zhuohua coming out of the carriage.

He flew down from the city wall, Nan Zhuohua stood on the carriage and opened his arms, smiling softly: "Hug me."

Yun Ranyue smiled, and hugged her in her arms. In the cold early in the morning, Yun Ranyue's body was a little cold, and her whole body was cold, as cold as his temperament.

Nan Zhuohua's warm and small body melted away the coldness in his body.

Yun Ranyue patted her on the back, and said softly: "Tonight, be careful."

"Well, you too," Nan Zhuohua's voice was a little dull.

Tonight, there will be chaos.

Yun Ranyue touched her little head and let her sit back in the carriage. Yun Ranyue got on the horse, and led [-] soldiers with Jing Yu to leave in a mighty manner.

Nan Zhuohua sat in the carriage, with a solemn face for a long time, and said to Wu Yu who was driving: "Go back."

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East Palace.

Jing Yuanzhao sat in the study with a gloomy face, flipping a token in his hand.

A hidden guard landed quietly: "Return to Your Highness, Yun Ranyue and Jing Yu have led [-] soldiers out of the city."

Jing Yuanzhao narrowed his dark eyes: "Are you sure you have left the city?"

"The subordinate has been confirmed."

"Very good," Jing Yuanzhao smirked, and tossed the token in his hand to the secret guard: "Call the eight thousand shadow guards here, and wait for my order tonight."

"As ordered."

Jing Yuanzhao got up and opened the door. Today's sky is still not very good, a bit gloomy. There are large dark clouds looming in the distance, and the wind and rain are about to strike.

Jing Yuanzhao's complexion was as gloomy as the sky, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, his eyes were filled with gloom.

Tonight, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Wu Yu drove the carriage to the gate of the palace, his eyes suddenly sank looking at the front, he turned to Nan Zhuohua in the carriage and said: "Little master, Jing Yuanzhao is at the gate of the palace."

Nan Zhuohua's slightly closed eyes instantly opened, and a dark golden light flashed across his eyes.

When Jing Yuanzhao saw Nan Zhuohua's carriage, his face froze, his hands clasped behind his back, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated and dark.

The car curtain was lifted, revealing that little face that Jing Yuanzhao could never forget in his midnight dream. This face, except for the appearance of her childhood, was exactly the same as her facial features back then.

I used to think it was just a coincidence, but now that I think about it, how can there be any similar people in the world, unless they are the same person.

Nan Zhuohua slowly jumped out of the carriage, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a smile that was not a smile.

Jing Yuanzhao's eyes trembled slightly in shock, and her demeanor was exactly the same as Feng Yao's back then.

She always likes to curl the corners of her lips and smile casually, and the corners of her eyes are bright and wanton.

Nan Zhuohua walked towards the palace gate without squinting. Jing Yuanzhao was standing in the middle of the road. As she approached step by step, Jing Yuanzhao's heart tightened little by little.

Two steps away, Nan Zhuohua stopped, Xie Si's almond eyes still fixed his gaze: "Good dogs don't block the way."

Jing Yuanzhao froze, his eyes were gloomy, his footsteps moved slightly, he turned sideways to make way for Nan Zhuohua, and clenched his clenched fists.

Nan Zhuohua lightly rolled his eyelids, and passed by him, never looking directly at Jing Yuanzhao.

Watching her walk by as if nothing had happened, Jing Yuanzhao twitched the corners of his lower lip, and finally couldn't help calling her: "Feng Yao."

Nan Zhuohua's almond eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light, he quickly swung a golden light from his hand and hit Jing Yuanzhao.

The powerful aura forced Jing Yuanzhao back a few steps, with a drop of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he sneered softly, "Feng Yao, you really are back."

"Come back and wait for you to settle accounts between us," Nan Zhuohua chuckled softly, turned his eyes to look at Jing Yuanzhao, his light golden eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Your life, wait for me to take it."

Jing Yuanzhao's throat tightened, as if someone was choking him, the anger in Nan Zhuohua's eyes almost wiped him out.

He knew in his heart that Feng Yao would definitely come to him to settle the grievances of those years.

Inexplicably, Jing Yuanzhao's heart was filled with endless panic. He suddenly had no idea what happened tonight.

It's hard to take back the flood, his arrow is already on the string, and he has to shoot it.

Success or failure depends on one action, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit!

Looking at Nan Zhuohua's leaving back, Jing Yuanzhao's narrowed eyes were extremely gloomy.

In the evening, there was a night breeze and it was a bit cool.

The stars are dim, and the moonlight is dull.

The moonless and windy night is the time for murder and arson.

In the imperial study room, Leng Shui Yi just waited for Emperor Hongyuan to drink the soup, bowed down and left with an empty bowl in his hand. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the scene outside. With beautiful eyes, she covered her mouth and exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)