After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 396
In the front hall, an elderly servant stepped forward, "Go back to madam, the back door has been cleaned up, please invite madam to preside over the banquet."

Above the servants, Mrs. Yi Wang was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, her expression was calm, there was no joy or sadness in her eyes, she just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is the prince, are Anren and Zilu alright?"

The servant replied, "My lord is fine. The young master is also back and is changing clothes. General Pei is still accompanying the lord to deal with the rest of the matter."

"Okay." After getting an affirmative answer, Mrs. Yi was relieved. She waved her hand, "Go down and tell the guard that the front door can be opened."

The moon has risen to the highest point, and the bright and hazy brilliance quietly shines on the earth. With the lit lanterns, two or three shadows of a person can be illuminated on the ground.

"It's three o'clock in the middle of the night, everything is safe and sound, oh—"

As soon as the gate of the palace was opened, the night's cool breeze brought the watchman's call, followed by a few dogs barking, and then several horses snorting.

"My lord, go slowly."

A servant supported the servant king, who was unable to walk steadily. Behind him was a servant holding an official hat, and a few civil servants who could walk steadily also stood on the steps and looked around. The generals were good at drinking. One who has a good relationship with King Yi even held a wine jug in his hand, and some of them were able to drink well. They hooked up their shoulders and punched their throats.

"Where is my carriage?"

"Five bosses, Liuliu Shun, seven coincidences and eight birthdays..."

"Don't help me, I'm the admiral, with just this little wine, I'm not drunk, uh—"

After the admiral of Shangjing finished speaking, he burped, then staggered and was about to fall down the steps.

"My lord, be careful! Hey, hey!" A servant with a relatively thin body shouted, "Come and help me!"

The joys and sorrows of the world are not interlinked.

The front door is to send off the guests who came to celebrate, and the back door only sees the former noble prince who is now a prisoner.

The emperor was surrounded by Li Fuquan and Yi Wang, who together supported the emperor's weak body. In just half an hour, the emperor seemed to have aged ten years.

At this time, his face was indescribably desolate. He looked at the son in front of him, and wanted to say something, but found that his entire throat was extremely dry.

After a long delay, he heard his old and muddy voice, "Sheng Xiuyu, you..."

Why do you do this, do you still have my father in your heart, you want to kill the king?Have all the morality and ethics in your heart been abandoned?
At this moment, the emperor had a lot to ask, but Sheng Xiuyu, who was in front of him, raised his head.

Sheng Xiuyu's face was splattered with blood, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, but they were not lifeless and gloomy. Only those scarlet eyes were filled with hatred, and he was unwilling to do so.

Gritting hatred rushed towards his face, even the emperor was frightened by the emotion in his eyes.

The emperor was about to choke on what he was about to say, and he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he heard from the servants in the palace that the second prince threw the solitary copy of the history book that he had given him into the pool.

At first the emperor didn't believe it, he thought it was the palace man who was gossiping and trying to destroy their father-son relationship.

Thinking about it now, it seems that this incident was not groundless, but what happened to the palace people at that time?

The emperor thought he couldn't remember it, but the memory was like a hidden line. If he grasped the line and groped along it, he would see those memories that he thought were vague.

At that time, he turned cold and said to Li Fuquan, "Slap his mouth so that he won't talk nonsense again." '

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving only a crisp slap in the face behind him.

The emperor came back to his senses, looked at Sheng Xiuyu's eyes again, and felt as disgusted as wanting to eat flies!
This is his good son, the son who abandoned his good intentions like a shoestring, the good son who tried to kill him and sit on his throne!
Raise a dog, and know how to wag its tail to please, but the son who has raised him for so many years wants to die himself!
The emperor clenched his teeth, his heart was pulled back and forth like a blunt knife, he closed his eyes, and took a difficult breath.

After swallowing these emotions into his stomach, he opened his eyes, without any sympathy, "Come here, kill this rebellious rebel on the spot, search the second prince's mansion, and the imperial jade plate will not have the name Sheng Xiuyu anymore!"

This resolute voice sounded like porcelain breaking suddenly, or like cloth being torn apart suddenly, and the words fell to the ground, like a trace left by the pen of the judge of the underworld.

Hearing the emperor's ruthless execution, Sheng Xiuyu was taken aback for a moment, his expression froze on his face, and soon he burst into a funny smile.

"Hahahaha, father, father, mother and concubine are really right. Do you know what is a lonely person? You are a lonely person. I won't sit in that seat. You can sit on it and be lonely until you die, hahaha——"

He laughed, laughing so hard that his entire chest was shaking, so that he coughed violently after laughing.

The laughter was full of sarcasm and ridicule, which aroused the emperor's anger even more.

"Presumptuous!" The emperor clasped Li Fuquan's arm tightly, "Come quickly, let me execute this unrepentant traitor!"

The commander of the imperial forest army on the side held a knife, his face was stern, "I obey the order!"

With that said, he stood up, walked to Sheng Xiuyu's side, and raised the knife in his hand mercilessly.

"Clap clap clap."

Lin Rongyan in the distance was still twisting the beads, her heart felt like a knife, the wind sent the emperor's ruthless decision to her ears, and her son's laughter was so sad, like an oriole crying blood.

Her hands were trembling, and the Buddhist scriptures she was chanting were in a mess, almost out of chapters. She lowered her eyes, knowing that her son would end up in such a situation, she thought she was ready to let go.

But at this time, her heart couldn't help throbbing. Lin Rongyan forced herself not to look, but she couldn't help looking in that direction from the corner of her eye.

She saw the knife held up high gleamed coldly under the moonlight, as if it could cool people's hearts.

"Crack-"

There was a slight sound from her fingertips, and she lowered her head at a loss, but she saw the knife fall from the corner of her eye, followed by the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh, and something rolled to the ground.

It turned out that a Buddhist bead in her hand had cracked.

Lin Rongyan watched, a tear as big as a bean fell on her wrist, it was so hot, it made her burn with burning pain.

"It's four o'clock when it's ugly, and it's freezing—"

The beater rubbed his sore eyes, rang the gong in his hand, passed by the closed gate of Prince Yi's mansion, and sighed in his heart, as expected of the prince's mansion, even the prince's only son married, and he was able to invite the palace The guards in the house, that's fine, the gate and the back door are tightly surrounded, and they dare not approach easily.

What kind of smell was blowing in the wind, the watchmen stopped, someone killed a chicken, and there was a smell of blood.

Looking at the palace in front of him, he shook his head, maybe the kitchen of the palace is still busy.

(End of this chapter)