National Beauty

King Qin died unjustly...

Seeing these four blood-red writings, King Chu only felt that his eyes were black, and he couldn't help taking a step back. He obviously felt absurd, but he felt uneasy somewhere in his heart. Reluctantly holding his mind, King Chu looked at the other doll and found that it was his cousin, the Wu'an County King, who was offering sacrifices to it.

Holding one in one hand, King Chu's hands trembled faintly, and suddenly remembered that two months after he was sober, he had never heard of the emperor's uncle and cousin. Is it a coincidence, or is it that people around you deliberately conceal it?

King Chu raised his head abruptly, and his stern eyes shot at father-in-law Kang.

Grandpa Kang still remembered the situation on the first day of his illness. Because he was too worried about the master, King Chu's eyes suddenly burst, and his whole body was tense with fright. After waiting for a while, seeing that the master was not mad, Grandpa Kang finally recovered a bit of reason, glanced at the doll in the master's hand, and Grandpa Kang tentatively asked: "Master, give this thing to the younger one, right?"

The king of Chu had a straightforward temperament and often acted impulsively, but he was not stupid. Seeing that Duke Kang had a weird look, the king of Chu gripped the doll in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "How is the emperor's uncle these days?"

For this question, Grandpa Kang had been prepared for a while, deliberately froze for a moment, and then smiled: "The emperor let the prince rest at ease. His Royal Highness hasn't come to our palace for a while, and the younger one doesn't know."

The two were masters and servants for many years. Duke Kang knew about the king of Chu, and the king of Chu also knew Duke Kang’s smoothness. With his eyes turned, he sternly asked the little **** who had been fighting the fire before: "Have you heard anything about the eunuch?"

The little **** was the same as the other two fire-fighting eunuchs. It was just a rough **** who was in charge of the night patrol in the palace garden tonight. He didn't have many chances to see the master. At this time, he experienced the compelling aura of the king of Chu. He knelt down, touched his forehead, and lied tremblingly: "The little one doesn't know."

Duke Kang had long strictly ordered the servants of the palace not to mention King Qin's affairs. The little **** did not mention it, but his overly frightened performance confirmed the speculation in King Chu's heart. As soon as he thought that his uncle might really be dead, King Chu didn't care about being rational or irrational. He stepped forward a few steps, grabbed it with a big hand, and lifted the thin and small eunuch, staring at him and asked: "Say, what happened to King Qin!"

The little eunuch's feet were volley, his neck was stretched, and he was almost out of breath. Facing the stern face of the king of Chu in the moonlight of the king, the little **** was about to tell the truth, but saw Gong Gong shook his head and waved his hands behind the king of Chu. The little **** hesitated, and the king of Chu turned his head back suddenly. Duke Kang was shocked and anxious to let go, but it was too late.

The corner of King Chu's eyes jumped suddenly. Why didn't Grandpa Kang let the little **** say? Could it be that the emperor...

With a roar of "Ah", the king of Chu threw away the little **** like a burden, and the doll was gone, and he ran wildly out of the garden.

"The prince, the prince!" Duke Kang desperately pursued him, but how could he keep up with King Chu's pace? The sky was so dark that no one could be seen in the blink of an eye. Father Kang chased him and ordered the little **** to report to the princess. When the princess went mad, only the princess could persuade him.

Let’s say that the king of Chu rushed all the way to the main gate of the palace. The gate was already locked, and the king of Chu opened his eyes with red eyes. The guards in the palace did not expect that the prince would suddenly become ill and were not prepared. Three or two could not stop the king of Chu, but the palace Outside the door, there were eight guards with knives guarding them, and when they heard the movement, they immediately stood ready.

The king of Chu was still wise, he was just anxious to go to the Prince Qin Mansion to confirm the life and death of the emperor, so he coldly rebuked the guards to let go, but the guards got the emperor's life and did not dare to let them go. After all, King Chu was not the former King Chu. He had already exposed his mania tonight. He just wanted to confirm his uncle’s life and death. The district guard dared to stop him. King Chu roared, grabbed the big knife from one person, and waved his hand. , And injured a guard.

When the guards saw that he had come for real, they were immediately scared. King Chu took advantage of the moment they lost their minds, and rushed out like a beast, and ran directly towards the palace of Qin, waiting for Feng Zheng to get the news. Come here, where is the figure of King Chu in front of the palace? Looking at the dark alley and listening to the cries of Brother Sheng behind him, Feng Zheng's figure flickered, and then grabbed the last straw, instructing his servants to inform King Huishou, and then prepare a carriage, she is going Chasing her husband, whether the son cried or not, she didn't care anymore.

It takes time to lead a horse and a cart, and it takes time for a horse to run and chase people, but the palaces of Chu and Qin are both in the inner city, not far away. The mad King Chu ran without losing the fast horse, so Feng Zheng and others While still on the road, the King of Chu had already swept into the Palace of the King of Qin like a blast. King Qin had long been deposed to Fangzhou. After his death, his body was buried in the imperial mausoleum. His family members were placed in Luoyang, Xijing. The Palace of King Qin in the capital had long been abandoned, and there were no guards in front of the door.

King Chu stood outside the Qin Prince's mansion with the seal, watching the familiar and majestic mansion degenerate into the decayed appearance at this time, without having to go in, the guess has been confirmed that his emperor is really dead.

His throat was hot, or he was running too eagerly. King Chu covered his chest. He just wanted to cough, but he coughed up a large mouthful of blood, all sprayed on the ground, and it was clearly illuminated by the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. King Chu stared at the blood stains on the ground, but still couldn't understand why the emperor's uncle died when he was in his prime? The father, the princess, and the younger brother, why are they hiding from him?

King Chu couldn't believe it, he stood up straight and walked to the door step by step. The door was sealed and the lock was hung up. King Chu couldn't push it open. Looking at the lock, King Chu took a step back and kicked it suddenly. The old wooden door collapsed suddenly, and the king of Chu looked up, only to see the dense courtyard, like a dead house. From a distance came the chasing sound of the guards, and the sound of rushing horseshoes. The king of Chu hadn't heard it, his eyes were fixed on the upper room of the emperor's uncle, and he continued forward stiffly.

The guards who had intercepted him had been chasing after him. They didn't dare to relax. Although they had caught up, they didn't dare to get close to King Chu.

Feng Zheng arrived and learned that the prince was alone in his uncle's room. Feng Zheng closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, then took the lantern in the hands of the grandfather Kang and went in alone. The room was completely dark, and there was no sound. The king of Chu hidden in it, a tall military commander suffering from a mad illness, was tantamount to a dangerous beast.

Feng Zheng was also afraid, but she was even more afraid that her husband would change back to the person she was strange to, and felt more distressed about the pain of her husband losing a close relative. Finally entering the inner room, Feng Zheng slowly raised the lantern, and at a glance he saw the familiar figure with his back facing her standing in front of the bed. Feng Zheng didn't move and didn't dare to disturb him. After a while, King Chu slowly turned around. Under the dim light, his face was pale, with his eyes down, and asked her lowly: "Why do you want to hide it from me."

Feng Zheng breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, at least, the current prince was sober.

After feeling relieved, Feng Zheng's heart hurts even more. Putting the lantern aside, she slowly walked over, getting closer, and finally saw that his face was full of tears. Feng Zheng's heart was broken, and he rushed to hug her husband, crying in his arms: "Master, I know you are uncomfortable. If you want to cry, just cry."

Once she persuaded him to mourn, but now she accompanies him to cry, just begging him not to torture himself anymore.

King Chu was crying, but he didn't want to cry, he just wanted to know why!

"Say, why don't you hide it from me!" Chu Wang yelled with red eyes while clenching the woman's shoulders!

Feng Zheng's shoulder was about to be crushed by him. The pain was so painful that he couldn't speak. King Chu couldn't get an answer. He pushed her away and stared at Feng Zheng for a while. Another figure appeared in Chu's mind. . The princess didn't tell him, the king of Chu stared fiercely, and shouted coldly: "Don't tell me, I will ask my father!"

"The prince!" Feng Zheng shouted hoarse, and tried his best to rush to hug his waist, hug him tightly, not to let him go. The king of Chu tried to shake her off, and the couple fought over. King Chu kicked the lantern next to him. The lantern flew out a certain distance, and it happened to fall on the gauze screen that fell on the ground at some unknown time. The tulle on the screen was also lit up.

Feng Zheng fell on the ground and forgot to react.

King Chu stared at the burning fire, and suddenly thought of the fire in the palace. Someone worshipped the emperor. The emperor died. His nephew was kept in the dark, and he had never worshipped the emperor! King Chu raised his head and laughed, his laughter was full of sarcasm. He suddenly rushed over, lifted the burning lantern to light the curtains on the bed, and said with a stern smile: "Uncle emperor, my nephew is not filial, and he came to worship... the emperor today." Uncle, my nephew has come to worship you, have you seen it all!"

The lantern was so burned that King Chu grabbed the chair and threw it on the bed where the fire was spreading. Feng Zheng stepped forward to stop him, and he pushed away. Father Kang dragged the crying Feng Zheng out first. The guards rushed over to take away King Chu, but King Chu was holding the burning chair in his hand, and no one else could get close. .

The inner room took the lead, and after this time, the king of Chu ignited frantically, Zhao Heng hurriedly rushed to the main courtyard of the King of Qin's mansion, almost all of them were led by the king of Chu, the flames filled the sky! In Hokage, King Chu ran towards the side yard holding a torch, and the guards were busy fighting the fire, and there was no time to deal with King Chu that could not be beaten.

No one dared to stop, Zhao Heng looked at the crying sister-in-law, and then listened to his brother laughing wildly, Zhao Heng's eyes were red, but he still grabbed a stick and rushed over with the guards he had brought from the Shou Palace. The six kinsmen of the king of Chu didn’t recognize him. He would hit anyone who stopped him. The guards didn’t dare to hit him hard. Zhao Heng was not afraid. His brother became crazy like this. In order to prevent his brother from causing even greater misfortune...

While his brother was busy dealing with the guards, Zhao Heng glanced at the right time and hit King Chu on the head with a stick!

With a "bang", King Chu's body stiffened, and the torch in his hand fell.

Several guards closed their hands at the same time and looked at their prince in disbelief.

Zhao Heng only stared at the older brother in front. King Chu stiffly touched the back of his head, and then turned around little by little. With every turn, the memory was awakened, remembering the death of his cousin Junwang Wu'an, remembering the uncle's wronged and passing away from illness, and remembering. The hypocritical grief of the father, remembered Feng Zheng's hagginess when taking care of him, and finally...

King Chu saw his own brother, who was shining brightly, his brother staring at him with a solemn face, as if he was his brother.

King Chu smiled and planted forward with a smile.

Zhao Heng rushed over in time, carried his brother, and then closed his eyes tiredly.

It's a catastrophe, but that's the case. He doesn't know if he can help his brother get through the disaster.