I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 155
Mu Shiyu didn't ask where He Lianchuan was, because he had expected that He Lianchuan would go to the General's Mansion to look for Xun Wu while she was asleep.

She had greeted Xun Wu in advance, and she must not hurt him.

Time passed little by little.

Enduring deep sleepiness, Mu Shiyu carefully picked out ten boxed ornaments from the treasure house, mixed the phoenix robes among them, and left the palace grandly.

The hazy golden halo around the moon became bigger, which meant that the weather would be fine tomorrow. On the street leading from the General's Mansion to the Imperial Palace, two carriages passed by and stopped at the same time.

The area of ​​Shengjing City is too large, and the General's Mansion is far away from the imperial palace. Mu Shiyu couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep lying in the carriage, otherwise she would very likely sleep standing up during the ceremony.

Of course, she hasn't been able to practice the stunt of sleeping standing up.

Wearing a mask, He Lianchuan took a look inside Mu Shiyu's carriage, confirmed that she was asleep, and accompanied her back to the General's Mansion.

Xu Shi smelled the scent that made her feel at ease, and fell into a deep sleep, but did not wake up.

Only two hours before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, He Lianchuan left the general's mansion, glanced at the box carried by the guards of the general's mansion, recognized it as something from the treasure house, and smiled unconsciously, his eyes full of doting.

Mu Shiyu tightly clenched the hands under the quilt, and after confirming that He Lianchuan had gone far away, he turned over and spit out some of the unswallowed blood, and when Lu Xiang heard the movement coming in, he pulled the carpet over it and covered it.

"Miss? Did I hear it wrong? Why does it seem like I heard the sound of vomiting?" Seeing Mu Shiyu lying on the bed, Lu Xiang tilted her head to look around and scratched her head. Maybe she really heard it wrong.

"Well, you heard me wrong, go back to sleep, I'm fine." Mu Shiyu's mouth was full of the taste of blood, and when Luxiang left, he picked up the cold tea on the table and rinsed his mouth.

Time flies.

It was dawn, and Mu Shiyu, who had slept for two hours, began to wash up.

She didn't let Lu Xiang take care of dressing, she took out the phoenix robe from the box and put it on, trying to think of a way to put away the long trailing tail.

The one that Mu Shiyu chose was already the most common one for the Empress in summer, and her chest was cooler. She hadn't worn such a low dress yet, so she was a little uncomfortable, but she had no choice.

Whether it's for herself, for He Lianchuan, or even better for Beiguo, she must do this.

Fortunately, the dark blue cloud brocade robes worn by the priests outside are big enough to completely cover the phoenix robes inside.

There were heavy soldiers guarding the surroundings of the worshiping platform in Zhongcheng, and soldiers were also sent to maintain order in the other four streets. Countless people from Shengjing City flocked to the streets with the best vantage point to wait.

The sun was rising, and the golden light was shining. He Lianchuan entered the arena wearing a black dark gold dragon robe, and led all the civil and military officials to the altar.

Even if you can't see clearly from a distance, you will be shocked by his majestic, domineering and unparalleled figure.

There were bursts of uncontrollable exclamations from the people watching.

The extremely cumbersome and complicated process of offering sacrifices to the heavens that has been passed down from generation to generation has been greatly simplified by He Lianchuan.

Even so, it was not until noon that the most important part came: Beidi said the words of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Standing under the altar, Mu Shiyu looked up at the sky as he watched He Lianchuan walk towards the Tongtian Monument step by step.

Sure enough, the clouds became lower and lower, the wind became stronger, and the surrounding dark clouds accelerated and gathered over Midtown.

When He Lianchuan stood in front of the Tongtian Monument, everyone's hearts were inexplicably raised.

Xun Wu stood among the crowd on the street, waiting quietly.

Mu Shiyu's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest, and she was about to personally break the solemn and majestic ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. This nervousness made her a little out of breath.

Sensing the sudden change in the weather, He Lianchuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Just as he stretched out his hand to get the incense used for offering sacrifices to heaven, there were bursts of exclamation, the sound of sword clashing, and the voice of calling for escort.

When he heard the sound of the sword and the familiar scent brought by the diffusion of sword energy, his heart sank suddenly, and he hesitated for a moment when he turned around.

"Clang!"——

Mu Shiyu fought against nearly ten Golden Crow Guards by himself, and his agility was approaching the extreme, but those Golden Crow Guards didn't dare to really hurt her.

She grasped this point and quickly approached He Lianchuan, with the sword across his neck.

He Lianchuan's pupils shrank sharply, his heart seemed to have stopped beating, the speed of the picture was slowed down many times, and there was a "buzz" in his mind, and he could no longer hear the sound of the outside world, only the sword in front of him was across his neck. Mu Shiyu.

The civil and military officials under the altar gasped, and the people on the street hadn't reacted when the fight started.

Now seeing Mu Shiyu's act of murdering the king, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and was completely frightened.

Prime Minister Xie reacted very quickly and shouted angrily:
"Mu Shiyu, put down your sword quickly!!!"

The people immediately realized that although the tyrant was a tyrant, none of these people had had any direct conflicts in the past few months, and their lives in Shengjing City were very comfortable.

No matter who is the emperor, Mu Shiyu's audacious act of killing the king offended everyone.

They scolded Mu Shiyu with all kinds of unsavory words, wishing they could leap over the soldiers and civil and military officials and rush to the stage to throw rotten eggs at her.

"I have already said that Mu Shiyu has ulterior motives for approaching His Majesty!"

"His heart can be punished!!"

"Kill her!!!"

……

On the altar, He Lianchuan, who was being held hostage, never responded, and stared at Mu Shiyu steadfastly.

Consciousness is a little fuzzy, as if returning to ten years ago in a trance.The eight-year-old Mu Shiyu drove his carriage into the mountain fire, leading him and Mu Qiyin to escape the flames of death, his thin body exploded with such great strength.

Before Mu Shiyu came, Mu Qiyin took him to hide and told him that his daughter would come to pick them up and leave here.

When he learned that his daughter was only eight years old, he was ready to die.

When I saw her appear, I was so shocked as if I was dreaming.

Do not……

This is not the first time we meet.

A picture flashed in He Lianchuan's mind. It turned out that he had seen her at the Xiaguo Palace banquet!

When he was 14 years old, when those princes who were not worthy of being brothers bullied him, someone hid in the dark with a slingshot and taught those princes a lesson.

After they ran away in fright, the little girl patted the grass clippings on her clothes and came out from behind the rockery.

I forgot many things because of my headache, and I am finding them back bit by bit.

But he only wants the present, the Mu Shiyu who doesn't exist in his memory.

When did you start to be tempted?
He couldn't explain clearly either, he only knew that if Mu Shiyu hadn't taken the initiative to break into his world, he might have discovered it even later...

He Lianchuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and various complex emotions kept surging in his reddish eyes.

He believed her.

But when he saw the sword on his neck and Mu Shiyu's evasive eyes, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't think, it hurt more than the pain in his head...

Is this the solution to the vision from the sky at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony?

Mu Shiyu didn't dare to look into He Lianchuan's eyes. Although the sword was resting on his neck, a strand of true energy locked the blade.

Jin Wuwei didn't dare to act rashly. She looked up and saw the red rain gradually falling from the sky, and then her eyes fell on the colorful monument of Tongtian, with golden writing faintly appearing, everything was just like a dream.

The only difference is that with the help of Xun Wu, the handwriting is different from the dream.

"Look! The Tongtian Monument has appeared!"

"Hey... the color of this rain is wrong!"

"It's Red Rain!!!"

Lord Gu, General Yun and Xie Cheng all stared wide-eyed, terrified in their hearts.

Before the people below could utter the eight words that have been passed down for thousands of years, Mu Shiyu tore off the priestly clothes on his body.

Inside was the floor-moving phoenix robe that belonged to the empress. She took off the jade crown and let the three thousand black hairs scatter.

"Red rain fell from the sky, the universe was reversed, and the emperor star came to the world, guarding the four directions."

Mu Shiyu paused, and without changing his face, he said something that was not on the Tongtian Monument:

"I am the will of the heavens, the future empress of the Northern Kingdom!"

(End of this chapter)