Rebirth Palace Chaos

Chapter 110

Living in Monan is half a year.

The Qian Dynasty assembled all its troops and marched southward. Ning Wenyuan's relatives put on armor and went into battle from Licheng to Jiuzhai, the capital of Rongdi.

Rong Di never expected that the Gan army would launch a sudden onslaught, and was caught off guard.In just a few months, the Gan army went down to five cities in a row, and all the prefects who defended the city were executed. For a while, the places where the Qian army crossed the border were like Shura hell.

When Jiuzhaigou was breached, King Yi'an, who was overseeing the power of the Ministry of War, was sleeping in his bedroom. Before he woke up, the Gan army had already entered the city. For a while, there were flames and smoke, and he was stopped by a man before he had time to get dressed.

Ning Wenyuan was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and he approached step by step. He raised his sword and fell, and King Yi'an's ferocious head rolled to the ground.

He picked up the black cloth bag and carefully packed the head, and then the flames shot up into the sky, and the Yi'an Prince's Mansion was turned into a sea of ​​flames and ashes.

The news of victory was frequently sent to Kyoto, but the most unbelievable thing was not only the large number of food, grass, prisoners of war and horses transported back to Beijing, nor the heads and siege tokens of the prefects of the five cities, but the Changle King's army, which had always supported its own troops. It is to help from the side and send troops together with General Fuyuan's headquarters!

This raid was launched by General Fuyuan privately. Even if he returned from victory now, Ning Wenyuan could not escape the charge of violating the sacred decree and disrespecting the decree.

That day Su Zhi was shot to death by random arrows, it was too late when Ning Wenyuan arrived, he stood still for a moment, then climbed into the carriage, chopped off the flying arrows one by one, carried Su Zhi out, and put him on the horse.

Before leaving, he only asked King Changle, who was responsible for this murder.

Su Yan was leaning on the shaft of the car in a daze, Su Zhi died in front of her eyes, no matter how stupid and jealous she was, she was her blood sister after all, not to mention she was at fault, but not at fault lethal……

In the future, when the news comes back to Kyoto, how should the father face the sad fact that both his daughters died?
King Changle came over, pulled Su Yan who was in shock, and walked towards the carriage step by step.

Suddenly a sword was struck from behind, Ning Wenyuan's eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and he swung his sword to King Changle's chest, "Let her go."

Rather than face Ning Wenyuan, at least at this moment, Su Yan is more willing to go back with King Changle, because she cannot face all this.

Although Su Zhi was not killed by herself, it was because of her after all.

But Ning Wenyuan was like a ferocious beast, pressing every step of the way, without giving in.

"Stop it all..." Su Yan said firmly, "I don't want to go back with any of you, I want to go back to Beijing, I want to go home!"

King Changle said calmly, "General Ruoning intends to start a war against Rongdi, this king can make an exception to help, and all the military merits gained will go to your subordinates."

Ning Wenyuan didn't move, and then King Changle took Su Yan, "Brother Huang is seriously ill. After this battle, this king is planning to return to Beijing, and you are not in the camp. It is more appropriate for her to be taken care of by me."

On that day, I don't know who insisted and who compromised.

After all, Su Yan made her own choice and returned to Changle Palace.

Because here, she is just a guest and will not owe anyone, but she cannot face Ning Wenyuan.

This time, Gao Min didn't ask about her sneaking away last time, and King Changle didn't press her about the map again.

In fact, they didn't know that Su Yan was not so sad because of her sister's death, she just felt that everything was an extremely ridiculous mistake.

Not worth it at all.

If I had known this, why bother.

Su Yan knew that news of victory from the front line came from the palace from time to time, and Ning Wenyuan was almost crazy if he risked his life to go to the battlefield.

Regardless of whether there is love or not, Su Zhi is the wife he is marrying after all. After many years of companionship, even if there is no love, there will be love.

Ning Wenyuan felt ashamed, irreparable guilt, and he released this guilt in boundless and endless revenge. Perhaps only when he was on the verge of death would he feel better.

Su Yan can understand this kind of mood. In the final analysis, he owes Su Zhi, and she owes him. This is a knot that no one can untie.

King Changle would accompany her to have dinner with her on time every day. As for Yusu's side, Su Yan no longer wanted to think about it. After all, she was clear in her heart. As for Duan Zhaoye's thoughts, that was his own business.

An Sheng, who had been in the mansion for a long time but did not have a meal, suddenly asked Duan Zhaoye who was opposite, "Why did the prince return to Beijing? Is it because the emperor is seriously ill and he can take advantage of this opportunity, or is he suddenly repenting and wants to make amends?"

Duan Zhaoye put down his wine glass, "I have never regretted anything I have done. This is what the emperor owes me. If I take back the throne, it will only return it to the original owner. If I don't take it back, it will only prove that I am the most important thing in the world. How can you say sorry?"

Su Yan buried her head in her meal, but remained silent.

Duan Zhaoye put a piece of roasted meat in her bowl, "If you don't eat more, how can you make it back to Beijing to see your parents?"

Su Yan put the piece of meat into her mouth, and suddenly raised her eyes to stare at him solemnly, "Dare to ask the prince, who do you think of me in your heart?"

Duan Zhaoye paused his hand slightly, thought for a moment, then suddenly got up, stepped over the food table, and squatted down beside her, "In the past, you were like a wild, unattainable prey to me, so I Desperately trying to conquer you and possess you."

Su Yan asked again, "Then, what about now?"

He suddenly leaned over and kissed heavily on his lips, "But if you only get the surface but not the heart, it's like keeping a cheetah in a cage, then it's no longer a cheetah. Everything you do is meaningless.”

Su Yan nodded, raised her wine glass, "After all, I still have to thank you."

Duan Zhaoye took her hand and drank it all in one gulp, "My king will never refuse the request made by a beauty. Tomorrow, General Ning will personally pick you up."

He got up with his hands behind his back, and when he walked outside the door, he suddenly turned around, "I still have military duties, so I won't send you off tomorrow. Brother Huang and your father are waiting for you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't seem to wait for Su Yan's answer, and he disappeared at the end of the flower garden very quickly.

That night, Duan Zhaoye held a candle all night in his study and drank the Dukang wine that had been stored for 13 years.

General Fuyuan's chariots and horses stopped outside the gate of Cangyuan City, and Gao Min came alone with Su Yan.

Ning Wenyuan was standing under the horse. At first glance, Su Yan was almost unrecognizable.

Is this still the handsome man in memory?Now his complexion is slightly dark, his eyebrows are furrowed, and there are faint blue stubble around his lips, but his armor is shiny, like the eyes of a night owl.

Ning Wenyuan stretched out his hand and held up a black cloth pouch, his voice was hoarse, "Yan'er, this is the head of King Yi'an, I finally avenged Zhi'er."

Su Yan took it, and the pungent smell of blood hit her nostrils, "Let's go, let's send them to her grave together."

Su Zhi's tomb is not grand, it's just a low mound surrounded by her favorite Roman grass.

Su Yan approached, standing on the stone tablet in front of the grave, it was Ning Wenyuan's handwriting, my wife Su Zhi.

And then, nothing else.

The majestic general's wife is now buried like a wild bone in this desolate place outside the Great Wall, desolately.

"A letter from Beijing, the emperor is critically ill, and the master is also ill. We must rush back as soon as possible." Ning Wenyuan personally burned the head in front of Su Zhi's tomb.

Su Yan said, "It's time to go back, do you want to take my little sister's bones back?"

Ning Wenyuan stood still for a moment, then shook his head, "She doesn't like the prosperity of the capital, so she can just stay here. She can be with the sun, the moon and the stars, and she doesn't have to be disturbed by the world of mortals anymore."

Su Yan said "OK" shallowly.

The chariots and horses whizzed away, and the sacrificial fire in front of the small grave was slowly extinguished by the wind.

The trip was not delayed for a moment, and within four days and nights, they had already arrived in the capital.

Just when General Fuyuan returned to Beijing, the Changle royal family also raised their troops to the imperial city.

When Su Yan stood outside the gate of Su Mansion, it was already late at night.

She looked up, still remembering the first time she came here seven years ago, and it was the same, as if nothing had changed.

However, it was the old housekeeper who opened the door. There was no father calling her sharply to ask questions in the study, and there was no Su Zhi bouncing up to meet her and asking questions.

Seeing Su Yan and Ning Wenyuan standing outside the door at the same time, the old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shouted into the yard trembling, "Missy is back, come back... Hurry up and notify the master!"

All the servants and maidservants rushed over, surrounded Su Yan, and went to the main hall.

Mrs. Zhao was the first to rush out. She didn't even have time to change into her clothes. She put on a silk nightgown and hugged Su Yan tightly in her arms. However, tears kept streaming down her face, and she couldn't say a word for a long time. Come on.

"Master, where is Master?" Ning Wenyuan was almost choked up, Zhao looked at him, wiped away tears, and pointed to the bedroom, "Master, he is seriously ill and cannot get up, I will take you there."

Two daughters had accidents one after another, Su Fu's body weakened like a dike, and he had been lying on the sickbed for half a month.

When Su Yan passed by the corridor, she saw Mrs. Zhou, Su Zhi's mother, whom she had not seen for many years.

She just stood blankly at the corner of the wall, looking over for a moment.

Su Yan turned her head and went straight into the bedroom.

Su Fu opened his eyes and saw that it was the eldest daughter who came back. Mrs. Zhao was crying with joy at the side. After several times, she was really sure that her daughter was fine.

He stood up with difficulty and bowed, "The old minister has seen the imperial concubine."

With this sentence, Su Yan immediately shed tears, "It's my daughter who is unfilial."

Su Fu waved his hand, "The emperor has always missed you, hurry up and enter the palace, if it's later, I'm afraid it will be..."

No further words were spoken.

The prince is nine years old, and with the assistance of three auxiliary ministers, he has already led the government alone.

The emperor retreated to the palace to recuperate from his illness, and no longer interfered in political affairs. Now all he needed was a will, and the crown prince could justifiably ascend to the throne.

Walking on the Bauhinia Palace Road like a ghost, everything around is clearly familiar, but Su Yan feels very strange.

From a distance, one could see the bright lights in Yilan Palace.

The road of several feet seems to be very, very long.

Lan Ruo and Sang Yu had already heard the news, lit the palace lanterns and stood waiting outside the palace.

Lan Ruo ran up first and held Su Yan's hand, weeping uncontrollably.

It was still Sang Yu who came over, and shouted angrily, "Your Majesty, go in, Your Majesty is still waiting for you."

Su Yan nodded, not knowing what to say.

The furnishings in the hall have not changed at all, just like when she went out that night.

Hearing footsteps approaching, a hoarse voice came from the inner room, "Yan'er, you are finally back."

The person on the couch was slim, with gray temples. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Su Yan would never have believed that he was the Duan Zhaoling who was once so tall and vast.

"The concubine is back."

She stretched out her hand, and Duan Zhaoling groped to grasp it, and pulled her in, "I said a long time ago that you will be fine."

Su Yan has always hated him wrongly for two lifetimes, but now that the truth is revealed, looking at the man she once loved so deeply, she just feels like a sea of ​​waves in her chest, but she doesn't know where to start.

Su Yan stared at him closely, and Duan Zhaoling stroked her face inch by inch.

Su Yan didn't resist, and accidentally found that his eyes were a little strange, not as bright as before, very confused.

She was shocked and turned to look at Yu Ke.

"Since the beginning of spring, Your Majesty's eyesight has gradually deteriorated, and now he can only see things within one foot..."

(End of this chapter)