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Chapter 78 Want him to die

The first emperor's name was taboo Zhaojing, and Prince Zhaoming was the elder brother of the first emperor.In terms of seniority, he is Emperor Yu's uncle.

Prince Zhaoming was gifted and intelligent, and he knew everything about literature, poetry, governing the country and strategy, and was deeply loved by the first emperors.His mother Ding Guifei was also quite favored at that time.

Because of this, the first emperor insisted on appointing Song Zhaoming as the crown prince regardless of Yuguo's rule of establishing a heir and not an elder.

Unexpectedly, when Prince Zhaoming was 25 years old, he swam in Houchi to pick hibiscus in a boat, but unfortunately fell into the water. Although he was rescued by the palace people, he caught wind and cold, had a high fever, and died before he ascended the throne.

The emperor mourned greatly and ordered people to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Although Song Zhaoming was amazingly talented, he didn't have the common problems of pedantic literati. He was kind and compassionate, and he was loved by the people at that time.After his death, later generations honored him as Prince Zhaoming.

however--

Regarding the cause of Prince Zhaoming's death, there have been different opinions over the years.

It is recorded in historical books that Prince Zhaoming died of a high fever after falling into the water, but folks say that Prince Zhaoming was killed by the fifth prince at that time, that is, the former emperor Song Zhaojing.

Song Zhaojing is the queen's son, and according to Yu Kingdom's centuries-old rules, the crown prince should have been passed on to him.Unexpectedly, the first emperor suddenly appointed Song Zhaoming as the crown prince. He was inevitably unhappy, so it is not surprising that such rumors spread.

But no matter what, the death of Prince Zhaoming was still an accident. Two years later, the first emperor and Song Zhaojing were appointed as the prince. After the death of the first emperor, the first emperor ascended the throne smoothly.

This confusing episode was buried in the long river of history, and no one dared to mention it again.

As for the truth, it is not known.

However, Song Qinghuan only mentioned the name of Prince Zhaoming, and Emperor Yu turned pale with fright. If there was nothing tricky about it, she would not believe it.

The expression on Emperor Yu's face changed for a moment, and finally put away the horror in his eyes, and forced himself to calm down, "Of course. But it's all right, why did Wu Yang suddenly mention Prince Zhaoming?"

"Erchen... When I was wandering outside the palace when I had nothing to do, I once saw a book of miscellaneous talks at a street stall. I found it interesting at the time, so I bought it."

It's just gossip, but it's just a nice way of saying it, but it's actually unofficial history and folklore.Among them, there are naturally many little-known secrets of the royal family, true and false, some of them are just seen, and some are not groundless.

There was a short story inside that caught Song Qinghuan's attention.

"Huh?" Emperor Yu frowned, not knowing why she suddenly mentioned this again, he nodded slightly, motioning for her to continue talking.

"The miscellaneous talk said that the reason why the late emperor liked Prince Zhaoming so much was that apart from Prince Zhaoming's ability and political integrity, there was another reason——"

After a pause, she glanced at Emperor Yu's face, and then she continued, "I heard that when Prince Zhaoming was born, there was a lotus-shaped birthmark on the inside of his wrist. The first emperor thought it was a sign of auspiciousness from heaven, so He valued Prince Zhaoming more and more. It was only kept secret in order not to arouse the jealousy of other people in the harem."

Emperor Yu's expression changed a bit, and he finally nodded, "I have also heard about this matter."

"My son once accidentally saw a lotus flower tattoo on the inside of Yang Fu's wrist." Song Qinghuan said the main point of the matter slowly.

What she said to Emperor Yu was half true and false, and it was the only slightly reasonable excuse that she racked her brains to come up with.

She did accidentally see the lotus tattoo on the inside of Yang Fu's wrist, but it was in her last life.At that time, she didn't think about it carefully. It was a long time later that she knew Yang Fu's identity, and she connected it with Prince Zhaoming's lotus-shaped birthmark.

Prince Zhaoming left only one daughter before his death, and her daughter was named the princess and given the title of "Hewan". In that year, her husband was transferred to be the governor of Yangzhou, and Princess Hewan also went south. She has not returned to Beijing for several years.

However, when Prince Zhaoming went to Jiangnan to inspect his father on behalf of his father, he met a confidante, and heard that he wanted to accept that woman as a good concubine, but the woman's status was not high.It was rumored that the woman was pregnant with the flesh and blood of Prince Zhaoming.

Prince Zhaoming passed away unexpectedly, and the woman disappeared with her unborn child.

"I heard that Prince Zhaoming once had a confidante who was pregnant with his flesh and blood. After Prince Zhaoming died unexpectedly, the child's mother disappeared. Calculated, if the child is still alive, his son should be like Yang Fu now." Great. Father thinks, is all this just a coincidence?"

After hearing Song Qinghuan's words, Emperor Yu's face changed slightly.

It would be unreasonable to attribute all these events to coincidence.

He had heard that in some places in the south of the Yangtze River, the tattoo culture was prevalent. Sometimes, the father, son, grandson and grandson of the same household would have the same tattoo, representing some kind of inheritance.

If Yang Fu is really the grandson of Prince Zhaoming, then the lotus tattoo on his wrist makes sense.Maybe it's a memory, maybe it's a memory, maybe it's a reminder.

Thinking about it this way, it's not hard to guess what Song Qinghuan is implying.

Seeing the change of expression on Emperor Yu's face, Song Qinghuan's eyes also darkened, and he said solemnly, "Father, although this is just my son's guess. But this kind of thing, I'd rather believe it or not. Think about it, if Yang Fu has no other special status, how could anyone be willing to take such a huge risk to save him? It's nothing more than seeing his profit."

Emperor Yu took a deep breath, stared at Song Qinghuan, and slowly said the guess that was about to come out in his mind, "You mean, you think that woman secretly gave birth to Prince Zhaoming's posthumous son and raised him up. And that child has grown up and married, and his son is Yang Fu?"

Song Qinghuan nodded heavily, with a dignified expression, "This is exactly my guess."

Emperor Yu didn't speak, his eyes fell into deep thought.

Song Qinghuan glanced at him, and spoke carefully, "There were many folk rumors about the cause of Prince Zhaoming's death back then. Maybe...the woman was bewitched by others, and she also believed the rumors. She was unwilling and wanted to avenge Prince Zhaoming. Maybe Prince Zhaoming's The posthumous son also wanted to raise troops to rebel, but failed due to various reasons, so he pinned his hopes on his son, that is, Yang Fu."

After a pause, his tone became more dignified, "Erchen thinks that the compound word in Yang Fu's name is enough to explain many problems."

Yang Fu, what he wants to restore...is probably Prince Zhaoming's country?
If Prince Zhaoming had not died back then, it would be no surprise that he would be the last to ascend the throne.Now sitting on the throne of Emperor Yu Kingdom is not Emperor Yu, but the lineage of Prince Zhaoming.

So in Yang Fu's view, the throne should belong to him and his father, so he tried every means to get back what belonged to "himself".

Emperor Yu's eyes were condensed, and his expression was solemn, as if he had been greatly shocked.

If this is really Yang Fu's true identity, it means that for so many years, he has let this sharp knife hang high above his head without even noticing it.

If it wasn't for the incident between Xun Meiren and Yang Fu happened by accident, maybe Yang Fu is still dormant in the palace, watching coldly, just waiting for the right time to give him a fatal blow.

Thinking of this, fear came to my heart after a while.

Unconsciously thinking of all kinds of possibilities, I couldn't help being cold and shivering.

Even if Wu Yang hadn't found the tattoo on the inside of Yang Fu's wrist, or hadn't associated it with Prince Zhaoming, then Yang Fu's identity would still not have been detected.Because the affair between Yang Fu and Xun Meiren is a royal scandal, even if Yang Fu escapes from prison now, he will not send people to search with great fanfare.

Then in the future, he is very likely to take advantage of his unpreparedness and bring the rebels to make a comeback, killing himself by surprise.

The more Emperor Yu thought about it, the more frightening he felt, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, his eyes were dark and full of anger.

He has always been proud, but this time he has been kept in the dark for so long without knowing it, so how can he not be ashamed and angry?Opening his mouth, he was about to call someone in and order a thorough investigation, but he suddenly felt another colic in his heart.

The breath hung in his throat and he couldn't breathe, his pale lips showed a look of pain.

Song Qinghuan was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Father, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Emperor Yu didn't speak, but only grabbed his chest with his hands, he immediately understood.

Father is suffering from angina pectoris again.

He quickly helped Emperor Yu to sit on the dragon chair at the top, and while breathing for him, he hurriedly called Zhong Huai in loudly.

"Eunuch Zhong, your father is ill again. You should hurry up and send someone to decoct and take the medicine for your father." Because of Emperor Yu's illness, the Imperial Hospital prescribed a lot of prescriptions. At any rate, it can curb the disease and relieve the pain.

But seeing Zhong Huai showing a look of embarrassment, he stood still and did not move.

Song Qinghuan frowned, suspicious in his heart, and called again, "Eunuch Zhong?"

Zhong Huai glanced at Emperor Yu on the dragon chair, and saw that he showed no signs of speaking, so he explained helplessly, "Your Highness, the emperor asked the servants to throw away all the medicines prescribed by the Imperial Hospital."

"Why?" Song Qinghuan was startled, and asked puzzledly, the movement of smoothing the air for Emperor Yu still didn't stop.

Zhong Huai became more and more helpless, and told Song Qinghuan, "The emperor felt that the medicines prescribed by the Tai Hospital were useless and did not improve his condition at all, so he was unwilling to use them." Angry, he wanted to call the imperial physician, but Emperor Yu stopped him, and later told him to throw out all the medicines in the Xuanshi Palace.

Of course he didn't agree with this approach, but the emperor's order was hard to do, so he had to do it.At this moment, Song Qinghuan asked about it, and hurriedly explained the situation to her, thinking that Song Qinghuan might be able to persuade Emperor Yu.

Song Qinghuan frowned even more upon hearing this, and glanced at Emperor Yu with a painful expression on his face, disapproval flashed in his eyes.But at this time, he couldn't be stimulated again, and he looked at Zhong Huai for a moment of thought, "Eunuch Zhong, pour a cup of hot tea for the father."

Zhong Huai agreed, and quickly walked over with the teacup in hand, and handed it to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan took it, lifted the lid of the cup and blew gently, then brought it to Emperor Yu's mouth, and said softly, "Father, drink some water to calm down."

Emperor Yu opened his mouth obediently.

After drinking half a cup of hot tea, Emperor Yu looked a little better.

Song Qinghuan fed him a little more, then handed back the teacup to Zhong Huai, stared at Emperor Yu, and said softly, "Father, do you feel better?"

After the pain passed, Emperor Yu's brows relaxed a little, and he nodded weakly.

Song Qinghuan knew that he was weak now, so he didn't mention the words just now, but squatted down slightly, "Why don't you go back to the Xuanshi Hall to rest for a while?"

Emperor Yu shook his head, tightly grasped the handles on both sides of the dragon chair, trying to stand up.

Song Qinghuan hurriedly held him down, and persuaded, "My son knows that my father is worried about Yang Fu, but no matter how important things are, it can't compare to my father's dragon body. You are very weak now, but you must not hold on any longer. Erchen, I'd better find an imperial doctor to show you."

"I don't need to see an imperial physician." Emperor Yu still refused to listen to the persuasion, with a very stubborn face.

Song Qinghuan couldn't help it, knowing that his father suddenly knew Yang Fu's identity, it was inevitable that he would have grievances in his heart, if he didn't understand his knot, he would definitely not go back to the palace to rest.

After thinking about it, he suggested, "Father, if you are worried about Yang Fu, why don't you ask the crown prince to take care of it. You have been working too hard recently, what if you don't take a good rest and you are exhausted?"

"Yes. Diji is right. Your Majesty, it's important that you take care of your dragon body." Zhong Huai hurriedly echoed.

Only then did Emperor Yu stop his momentum to get up, but his face was still gloomy.

Sitting on the chair for a while, Yue Mo felt better, and then sighed hoarsely, "Forget it, this body...is really not as good as before."

Glancing at Zhong Huai, "Go, call the prince."

Seeing that Emperor Yu had listened to his proposal, Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.Recently, Emperor Yu has been angry again and again, if this continues, his body will definitely not be able to bear it.

Although her feelings for Emperor Yu are not deep, but she is her father after all, blood is thicker than water, so she can't bear to ignore him.Besides, if something happened to Emperor Yu at this time, it would not be of any benefit to her, so she worked harder and harder.

As for the investigation of Yang Fu, she originally wanted to mention the name of Brother Five.But the father didn't have much affection for Brother Wuhuang at this time, so if he raised it rashly, it would only be counterproductive, so it's better to figure it out slowly.

Zhong Huai agreed, and called people in to pass the message to the East Palace.

Song Qinghuan saw that the prince was coming soon, and it seemed inappropriate for him to stay here any longer, so he had the idea of ​​leaving.Glancing at Emperor Yu who was still frowning, she said goodbye softly, "The emperor father will take a rest first, and the son will come to see you at another day." After a pause, he glanced at Zhong Huai who had gone and returned. A word of persuasion, "Father, please listen to my son's advice. Although the imperial physician's prescription can't cure the root cause, it can at least curb the disease. You still take the medicine on time on weekdays, so my son can rest assured."

I don't know if it's because he has been suffering from illnesses for several days, but Emperor Yu is not as stubborn as usual today, and he only nodded lightly when he heard this, with a pale smile on his face, "It's also the same reason, I'm going back as I live. Forget it... …"Looking at Zhong Huai," and asked the imperial physician to come over and prescribe a prescription for me to decoct and drink every day."

Zhong Huai hurriedly responded, and said with a smile, "Your Highness's words are still useful. If I knew this, I should have invited His Highness to persuade me."

Hearing his joking words, Emperor Yu also stretched his brows, his eyes looking at Song Qinghuan became softer, and he sighed in his heart.In the end...it is Ah Li's child, even though he has ignored him for so many years, he is still so filial and considerate.Thinking about it this way, my love for Song Qinghuan grew a bit more.

Song Qinghuan also pursed her lips and smiled, and joked along with what he said, "Since that's the case, if the emperor gets angry again in the future and refuses to take medicine, Eunuch Zhong can just send someone to call me."

"Okay, you really treat me like a child." Emperor Yu frowned, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He was always serious, but now he also joked with him, which surprised Zhong Huai, and he glanced at Song Qinghuan more and more.

Normally, he only thought that Pingyang Diji was the most favored, but now it seemed that Wuyang Diji was the most favored by the emperor.

Song Qinghuan reckoned that the person who was sent to invite the crown prince should arrive, so he stood up and gave a blessing to Emperor Yu, "Father, the crown prince is about to come. I will take my leave first, and I will come to see you someday when my father is free. "

No, but Emperor Yu waved his hands casually and said, "It's not an outsider, and it's something you all know, so you can stay and listen. Recently, I've been so busy that if there's something that's not in place, You also bring it up for me to hear."

As he said, he looked at Zhong Huai, "Show Your Highness a seat."

Song Qinghuan was surprised.

Strictly speaking, what Emperor Yu and Song Yan wanted to talk about was state affairs, and the emperor asked him to sit in on it. This... was something that had never happened before.Quietly glanced at Emperor Yu, but saw that he was not the least bit surprised, as if what he just said was a very common thing.

He changed his mind, didn't say much, responded crisply, and sat down calmly.

Ever since she met Su Jingci yesterday, she completely put an end to the absurd idea of ​​using Su Jingci's hand to avoid Shen Chuhan.Then, there is only the last way before her——

Fighting alone, he used his own strength to contend against Shen Chuhan.

To do this, the first thing is to expand your power.And to gain a firm foothold in the palace, winning Emperor Yu's favor is essential.I didn't expect that after going through such a trip today, I won the trust of Emperor Yu by mistake, and it was a surprise.

Sure enough, after a while, there were slightly hurried footsteps outside the hall.

Soon, Song Yan's figure appeared at the gate of the palace.

After entering the hall, Song Yan saluted Emperor Yu, and his eyes fell on Song Qinghuan who was at the side, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Father wants to discuss matters with him, why is Wuyang here?

Seeing Song Yan looking over, Song Qinghuan got up and saluted him, with a calm expression, "I have seen the prince and brother."

Song Yan smiled, suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and nodded slightly, "Sister Seventh Emperor."

After the two met, Zhong Huai came up to invite Song Yan to his seat.

"I don't know why the father called his sons and ministers here today?" Song Yan straightened his body and looked at Emperor Yu respectfully.

Emperor Yu slowly took a sip of the tea in his cup, looked at him through the curling white mist, and his eyes became calm again, "Did Yan'er hear about what happened yesterday?"

Song Yan hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Father, did you ask about the robbery of the prison last night?"

Hearing these four words, Emperor Yu's blood surged up again, and he barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and snorted through his nasal cavity, which was regarded as a response.

Song Yan rolled his eyes, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

The robbing of the sky prison last night was a big case, he heard about it early in the morning, and when he was secretly startled, he heard his father calling him to come to Chengming Palace, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, he didn't expect that it was really for the sake of it. This matter comes.

Emperor Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked at him and said, "Does Yan'er know Prince Zhaoming?"

Prince Zhaoming?

Song Yan froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

He had certainly heard about Prince Zhaoming, but back then Prince Zhaoming died a bit strangely, and after the first emperor ascended the throne, people in the palace gradually stopped talking about it, but he didn't know what the father and emperor meant when he suddenly talked about it ?
Emperor Yu went on to say, "Prince Zhaoming passed away suddenly that day, and the concubine had only one daughter, but another posthumous son was living among the people. I doubt that this Yang Fu is very likely to be the grandson of Prince Zhaoming." He didn't say much about his grudge, he just briefly talked about the situation.

Song Yan was startled.

I only heard that Prince Zhaoming passed away strangely that day, but I never heard that he still had a posthumous son among the people.But since the father said so, he thought he couldn't fake it, so he nodded and continued to listen.

"This Yang Fu was bewitched by some thieves, and he was hiding in the palace secretly, trying to take the opportunity to attack me! If he hadn't been involved this time, such a dangerous person might have been hiding by my side for how long!" Here, his complexion turned cold, and the anger that had been suppressed with difficulty surged up again.

Zhong Huai hurriedly poured another cup of tea for Emperor Yu.

Emperor Yu took a breath, and his tone became more serious, "Now Yang Fu has been kidnapped by someone. He is in the open and in the dark. It is really dangerous. If he is not eliminated, I will not be at ease. But recently Your body is a little weak, and you are getting old now, it is time to share my worries. I will entrust you with this matter, and Yang Fu and his rebellious party must be arrested and brought to justice as soon as possible."

Song Yan was first surprised, then overjoyed.

Although he had been named the crown prince early, Song Yi had always been eyeing the position of crown prince, and his father relied heavily on him, which often caused Song Yan to be in crisis.

It's just that my father didn't know whether it was because he was still young, or because he didn't trust his ability, and never entrusted him with any important tasks. In the past two years, he became more and more anxious.

Unexpectedly, the royal father entrusted him with such an important matter today, so he couldn't help being ecstatic.But when he thought about it carefully, he became worried again.

Since Yang Fu is a descendant of Prince Zhaoming, he has been dormant for many days, and he was able to escape from the heavily guarded sky prison, so he must not be an easy person.If he fails to arrest him for a long time, it may be difficult for his father... to deal with it.

Seeing Song Yan looking at himself with hesitation, Emperor Yu frowned, and his tone sank, quite dissatisfied, "Why? You don't want to?"

"No, no." Under such circumstances, Song Yan dared not violate the holy will, so he had to stand up and walk to the palace, kneel down to Emperor Yu, and replied loudly, "I will get the order soon. Rebel, let the emperor rest at ease."

"Okay. I will leave this matter to you. If you are in doubt, you can discuss it with your second brother."

Hearing Song Yi's name, Song Yan's face froze, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes, but he didn't show it on his face, he still responded respectfully.

But I didn't want Emperor Yu to turn his head away suddenly, looked at Song Qinghuan at the side, and softened his tone, "Does Wuyang have anything to add?"

Song Qinghuan responded, and also walked into the hall, Yingying gave a blessing, and Qingling said, "Yang Fu knew very well the Habayashi Army's methods, the prison was robbed last night, and the Habayashi Army and Qimen Qimen will definitely search and arrest the city, so this Huizi has already left the city. But if he thinks about something, he will sneak into Jian'an secretly. Therefore, I think that the prince and brother might as well send heavy troops to guard the city gate, and must strictly check all people who leave and enter the city, and don't let them go. past a suspicious person."

Emperor Yu nodded thoughtfully, "Wuyang's words are very reasonable. Yan'er, let's do what Wuyang said just now."

"No." Song Yan hurriedly responded, but couldn't help but look at Song Qinghuan a few more times, feeling suspicious.When did this Seventh Emperor Sister win the favor of her father and let her listen to her even when she was talking about such an important matter?

There was a small drum in my heart, thinking that I must tell my mother about this as soon as possible after I got back.

"Okay." Emperor Yu stayed up all night last night. He was already exhausted. Seeing that everything had been ordered properly, he closed his eyes and stroked the center of his brows tiredly. , Open your eyes again and ask, "Yan'er, this is a big matter, you must do your best to catch the thief."

"My son obeyed the order." Song Yan hurriedly responded again.

Seeing that Emperor Yu had no more instructions, Zhong Huai personally invited Song Yan and Song Qinghuan to go down, and they went straight to the gate of the palace before turning back.

Song Qinghuan saluted Song Yan, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

No, Song Yan called him from behind, "Sister Seventh Emperor."

Song Qinghuan turned around, smiling dignifiedly and politely, "Is there anything else, brother Prince?"

"Sister Qihuang is here to see the father?" He rolled his eyes and poked out Song Qinghuan's tone.When I just came out, I was still a little worried after thinking about it.Father never valued Wu Yang, why did he suddenly change his sex today?Could it be this girl...

Song Qinghuan smiled again, pretending not to understand the deep meaning in Song Yan's words, "I heard that there was a prison robbery last night. I was worried about the health of my father, so I came to take a look."

"Seventh Emperor Sister has a heart." Song Yan looked at her intently, trying to see what it was.

Song Qinghuan still smiled, and without further ado, those clear eyes fell on Song Yan's face, which made him feel a little guilty, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Then I will go back to the palace to prepare It's over.'

Song Qinghuan nodded and became more polite, "Brother Prince, go slowly."

As he said that, he also took the maid and turned around to leave.

Looking at Song Qinghuan's graceful figure, the look in Song Yan's eyes deepened, she paused for a moment, then turned around abruptly, and headed towards Changle Palace.

*
Sifang Pavilion.

Now that all the missions from various countries have returned to the country, only Shen Chuhan brought a few personal entourages to live here. The interior of the embassy has become more and more quiet, even in the daytime, you can still hear chirping birds, so it's not like a quiet time amidst the hustle and bustle Humorous.

The setting sun hanging in the sky exuded a warm golden light, and soon disappeared behind the mountain, and the sky darkened in an instant.

At this time, the atmosphere in Xuanfengyuan was also like the gloomy sky, somewhat condensed.

"Son."

Mu Bai came in from outside the house, took a careful look at Shen Chuhan who was reading a book, and hesitantly opened his mouth.

"Say." Shen Chuhan didn't lift his head.

"After getting up today, Emperor Ji heard about the robbing of the prison last night, so she hurried to Xuanshi Hall. Coincidentally, Emperor Yu was not there, so she rushed to Chengming Hall. After Emperor Yu summoned all the ministers, she could see Emperor Yu. Two The people talked in the hall for about two cups of tea, during which time Song Yan was also announced into the hall. The three of them stayed in the hall for another cup of tea, and Song Yan and Di Ji came out one after the other." Mu Baishi No matter how big or small, report them one by one.

Shen Chuhan raised his eyelids, motioning for him to continue.Although he didn't raise his head, the scroll under his hand didn't even turn a single page.

"After leaving the Chengming Palace, Song Yan called Di Ji, talked briefly, and the two separated. Di Ji returned to Yaohua Palace, and Song Yan went to Changle Palace. Afterwards, Di Ji stayed in the palace. Zhong never went out."

"En." Shen Chuhan responded lightly, "Keep staring."

Mu Bai grinned, hesitant to speak.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Shen Chuhan still didn't raise his head, he didn't even move his eyelids, but he had a panoramic view of Mu Bai's expression.

Mu Bai hesitated for a moment, and finally opened his mouth, "How long will Your Highness stay in Jian'an? If you stay any longer, don't you... really want to take that risk for Emperor Liang? Besides, Mr. Ji came to Jian'an recently, could it be the old man?" What's going on over there?"

Shen Chuhan finally put down the scroll, looked up at Mu Bai with a calm expression, but what he said made Mu Bai choke suddenly.

"Mubai, you've become more and more a mother-in-law recently."

Mu Bai became more and more embarrassed, and said unhappily, "My lord, this subordinate is also worried about you."

Shen Chuhan glanced at him, and rarely pursed his lips, revealing a touch of vivid emotion, "Worry."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mu Bai had no choice but to accept it humbly, seeing Shen Chuhan's gaze fell on the book again, he wisely didn't make another sound, quietly retreated to the side and waited.

Not wanting to, Shen Chuhan only flipped through a few pages of the scroll before opening his mouth lightly.

"Ji Liuyun has been in Jian'an for so long, yet there is no movement. What does he do every day?" Shen Chuhan said casually.

"Young Master Ji just wanders around the city every day, drinking and having fun, there is nothing special about it."

Shen Chuhan snorted softly, "Idle around."

"Would you like to meet Young Master Ji?"

"He didn't come to look for me, so why should I be bothersome." As he spoke, he kept silent, his expression only becoming more and more weary.

At this time, there were hurried footsteps outside the door.

Mu Bai looked up, and saw a hidden guard appearing at the door, he was the one placed in the palace.

With a thought, he glanced at Shen Chuhan who didn't raise his eyebrows, walked out, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The hidden guard replied in a low voice.

When Mu Bai heard this, his face darkened immediately, he waved his hand to let the hidden guard go down, and hurried into the room again.

"Young master." He took two steps forward, his expression becoming serious.

Hearing the difference in his tone, Shen Chuhan put down the scroll and read it again.

Mu Bai hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth after deliberation, "My lord, Wei Yang entered the palace today and once again asked the queen to marry the emperor's concubine."

It turned out that although the Queen agreed to Wei Yang that day, too many things happened one after another, so she never found the right time to mention this matter with Emperor Yu.Seeing that there had been no news of this matter for a long time, Wei Yang couldn't sit still at home, so he went to the palace again to ask the queen to come, and happened to be followed by Song Yan to the hidden guard of Changqiu Palace, so he rushed to report.

As soon as Mu Bai finished speaking, he felt a chill in Shen Chuhan's surroundings, and he felt a chill.

Shen Chuhan's face became more and more serious, and he didn't say a word for a long time, just staring at the front of nothingness, his eyes were dark.After a long time, he suddenly smiled, and a bloodthirsty cruelty flashed across his eyes.

"Why do you always force me to kill? If so, let him be fulfilled."

As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Bai, and said coldly, "Kill."

Mu Bai's expression froze, and he responded with a deep voice.

Just as I was about to go down to make arrangements, I heard Shen Chuhan's faint voice coming from behind, "Remember... leave two yuan for the Wei Manor and the palace, and let them see their precious son and nephew for the last time."

Mu Bai's fingertips trembled, he knew that the young master was completely angry this time, so he didn't dare to say more, and retreated in response.

Shen Chuhan got up slowly, walked to the window and pushed the casement open.

The twilight is all together, tonight, it seems that there is no moon coming out, and the night is a little dark and hazy.

Shen Chuhan looked at the nearly withered red apricots in the yard, and murmured, "Ah Wan, he deserves to die. If you know, don't blame me." What about you?

In the middle of the night, the stars are beautiful.

The lights in the Sifang Pavilion had already been turned off, leaving only darkness.

Suddenly, a slight gust of wind flashed in front of Xuanfengyuan.The guard guarding the gate sensed something strange, his expression froze, he looked around, but he didn't see any clues, he thought he had misunderstood, then closed his eyes again, and stood guarding outside the courtyard as before.

For a moment, a barely audible sound was heard, and then, the half-closed window of Shen Chuhan's room was pushed open from the outside.Seeing a flash of black shadows, someone leaped into the house vigorously, rolled on the ground, and quickly stood up, shadowed in the shadows.

In the dim light, only the man's face was covered with a black cloth, only a pair of clear and bright eyes were exposed.

The man looked around, his eyes locked on the bed in the inner room, his eyes flashed, and he tiptoed into the inner room.

There was a person lying on the couch with a soft expression and steady breathing, it was Shen Chuhan who had fallen asleep peacefully.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the man in black, he put his fingers together, and stabbed at the throat of Shen Chuhan who was lying on the couch.

In the light of calcium carbide, just when the fingertips of the man in black were about to touch the skin of Shen Chuhan's throat, Shen Chuhan suddenly opened his eyes, revealing the sharp eyes of a falcon, stabbing at him like a sharp sword.

At the same time, his body rolled inward, narrowly avoiding the attack of the oncoming person.

The person who came came paused, quickly changed his posture, and chopped at Shen Chuhan with his elbow.

Shen Chuhan didn't dodge this time, grabbed his outstretched wrist with one hand, and pulled it forward, while the other hand slashed at the back of the man in black.

The man in black hurriedly dodged and jumped back.

Shen Chuhan also jumped off the bed, stretched out his hand and hooked it to the side, and in an instant, a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing was added in his hand, which shone brightly in silver under the faint light.

The man in black frowned, changed his moves, and attacked Shen Chuhan's waist.

Shen Chuhan blocked it with the hilt of his sword, and quickly turned passive into active, fighting with the man in black.

After more than [-] strokes, the man in black gradually showed signs of decline, retreating back again and again, quite powerless.

At this time, those bright eyes were rippling, and he made a feint move forward, but grabbed his sleeve with the other hand, and then suddenly took out a bag of things and sprinkled it on Shen Chuhan.

He shook the cloth bag away, and the white powder inside flew in all directions, flying towards Shen Chuhan overwhelmingly.

However, Shen Chuhan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, pulled the quilt on the couch with one hand, and blocked all the white powder in front of his eyes.Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black was about to run out the door.

Shen Chuhan rolled the quilt into a ball, poured his inner strength and threw it towards the fleeing man in black.

Before the man in black escaped to the window, he was hit on the back by the blanket, grunted, staggered forward, and almost fell to the ground.In the blink of an eye, the soft sword in Shen Chuhan's hand stabbed at the man in black again.

The man in black had no choice but to turn around and flee back to the back room, but he refused to fight Shen Chuhan again, he just circled around in the room, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Shen Chuhan's eyes were cold, and he sneered again and again.After walking around with the man in black for a few times, he finally lost his patience. With a force in his hand, he swung the sword forward, only to see the yellow flower wood table in front of him was split in half in an instant, and fell to the ground with a bang, raising a small sawdust.

The man in black froze for a moment, with a wry smile in his eyes, and his movements became more and more difficult.

Without the cover of the table, the man in black was completely exposed in front of Shen Chuhan. He seemed helpless, and stretched his hand into his sleeve again.

No, Shen Chuhan moved faster than him this time, with a flick of his soft sword, he pushed his hand away.Afterwards, he turned around and moved to the side of the man in black like a ghost, and suddenly stretched out his hand to poke behind his ear, as if to remove the black cloth covering his face.

The man in black was startled, and turned quickly to avoid it, but he was a step too late.

I saw that Shen Chuhan's movements were as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, his hand had already touched the black cloth covering his face, and with a little force, the black cloth fell down.

　The last name in the last chapter was changed to Zhaoming~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)