Chen Palace

Chapter 48 Assassin
It was already late at night, and the sound of thunder was still roaring, as if above the nine heavens, the father and mother of thunder and lightning were constantly beating, and the bright lightning flashed across the night sky from time to time. vocalize.

Chen Lu was waiting in the corridor, her ears were filled with the noise of the rain, she leaned on the white jade railing, staring at the rain curtain boredly, staring at the palace towers in the distance.

The noise of the rain made the world quiet. Under the loud noise, people and things in the world were indifferent and misty, and they were no longer remembered.

Qu Yun was discussing matters with Yuan Qi, but she didn't want to listen and resigned.

Probably, it's just a rumor!
She gently brushed the water droplets from her hair, thinking of Yuan Qi's sneer, she couldn't help but smile.

He was born in this treacherous palace, and the darkness where he could not see his fingers was already commonplace for him. He would not trust anyone easily, nor would he show his weaknesses to others.

Under his cold smile, there is an invisible abyss, and the emperor's mind at the top.

Her smile deepened, and she seemed very happy.

"what are you laughing at?"

Qu Yun withdrew from the palace, came to her side, and asked curiously.

"I'm laughing...how did Lin Yuan give birth to such a son."

Her smile was crystal clear, and she looked hazy and beautiful in the rain, except for the bitterness between her brows, which lingered.

"Give birth to such an outstanding son, but also wanted to exercise power, and ended up with a mother and son killing each other--what God gave to Lin Yuan, it's really amazing..."

She sighed, and finally uttered a sentence——

"However, if she really lives a happy life, is there any justice in this world?"

The resentment in the words is clear and deep.

Qu Yun looked at her, and reached out to wipe away the raindrops for her. He deeply understood her state of mind, but he couldn't help but feel distressed.

What she hated the most was the unlucky Yuan Xu. However, he had been buried in the tomb and became the so-called late emperor. He was enshrined in the ancestral temple and would be sacrificed forever.

His death, this deep-rooted hatred, going up to the poor and down to the underworld, but who will bear it?
Only Lin Yuan!

In this world, she always grasps something, such as hatred, such as revenge, so that she can continue to live, continue, and walk calmly among the palaces of the previous life.

Is such a lonely and miserable life worth it?
"You, do you also hate Konjo?"

Unconsciously, Qu Yun asked.

"I have no idea……"

Between the girl's brows, there was a look of melancholy.

"Looking at him, I think of Yuan Xu, but in fact, they don't look like..."

She thought of Yuan Qi's smile, cold, calm and solemn, with a hint of sarcasm, as if in the depths of the soul, there were endless sharp edges.

As for Yuan Xu, he is always like a spring breeze, warm and gentle, making everyone fall in love with Jing Cong.

They are not similar.

She shook her head lightly to shake off this inexplicable thought, took the silk painted umbrella handed by the waiter, and walked out with Qu Yun.

The avenue in the palace was wide and tidy, but at this moment, it was deserted.

The two walked side by side, chatting softly, but the content was not about Fengyue, if someone listened to it, they would inevitably faint from fright.

"What did the emperor ask your secret men to do?
Chen Lu asked softly, her voice was clearly audible amidst the sound of the heavy rain.

Qu Yun said with a smile: "Let the rumors spread all over the place, it is indeed not good for him, and some bloody methods are inevitable."

Chen Lu didn't give up, looked at him with a smile and said, "I'm afraid it's not enough just to use thunderbolt?"

Qu Yun smiled wryly, and had no choice but to surrender: "The emperor has one more word—"

"If you want to hide a pearl, you can only let it be buried in countless pearls."

Chen Lu is so icy and smart, she understood Yuan Qi's meaning after she pondered for a while, she laughed heartily, and the depression between her brows was swept away.

"It's really... not like the sons of those two people..."

she said with a smile.

In two or three days, there was a report from the censor who heard about the matter, saying that there were mixed rumors in the city, which might hinder the hearing of the saint, so he asked the emperor to stop it.

Chen Lu couldn't hold back her curiosity, took advantage of her free time on duty, read the memorial one by one, and laughed aloud.

When she talked to Qu Yun, she still couldn't help laughing.

"It is simply a storybook of gods and demons. The plot of Mulian saving her mother, the legend of evil practices, the ghosts of the previous dynasty, and the assassination of Tatar assassins are really vivid. After listening to these, go to listen to what the emperor killed Mother, it is simply overshadowed—the rumors are mixed with the rumors, and there is no trouble at all."

Qu Yun smiled, seeing her squint for the first time, but it wasn't because of killing intent, he felt relieved, and joked: "In a few days, the capital will be even more lively!"

Chen Lu smiled and said, "I'll wait and see what innovations the emperor has in the assassination!"

The capital is really lively at this time, and all kinds of bizarre rumors about the empress dowager's distress have not yet come to an end, yet another strange thing happened in the capital——

Several ministers were assassinated at home, and their death conditions were extremely bizarre.

After listening to the report, the present sage was very angry, and severely reprimanded Jing Zhaoyin, and solved the case within a time limit.

Poor Jing Zhaoyin broke his leg when he ran, and his hair became grey, but a day later, he received another report——

The Empress Dowager's younger brother, the current head of the state, Jing'an Gonglin Yu, was wounded by an assassin during the second watch.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, which left him dumbfounded and filled with despair——

It's really an unlucky time, this time not only will the black hair be lost, but even the family's life will be at stake!
When he heard the report from the yamen servants that there were some clues at the scene, he really rushed to the scene as if he had found a treasure.

After visiting the terrified Duke Jing'an, Jing Zhaoyin non-stop went to the bedroom where the incident happened. He carefully inspected the physical evidence and felt at a loss.

Experts from the six sects gathered at the scene, and none of them were military elites from the past.

"Hurry... Hurry up and prepare the sedan chair, I want to face the emperor!"

After his emergency audience, the emperor broke the convention the next day and made a grand pilgrimage, which is an extremely rare behavior.

The ministers all speculated and whispered in their hearts, and did not rest until the emperor came.

"All ministers!"

Yuan Qi opened his mouth very cautiously. He glanced at the ministers and said, "This time, there are Tatar masters sneaking in. You must be careful about your own safety!"

All the ministers were apprehensive, but hearing this sudden sentence, their hearts trembled, some of them were timid, and their palms were already soaked.

(End of this chapter)