Chapter 402 Betrayal

Murong Lin's eyes widened in disbelief. "Father, you...how could you treat him like this? Didn't we agree before that—"

"Lian'er!" King Zhenbei's face darkened instantly, "Be careful what you say."

"I understand..." Murong Lian closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, "My father pushed your Highness out at this time. I guess someone else promised you a greater benefit. Was it your Majesty, or the Crown Prince?"

"How dare you!" King Zhenbei slammed the table and shouted angrily.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a determination in Murong Lin's eyes that King Zhenbei had never seen before.

She turned and walked out, "Since my father doesn't care about our old friendship, then I will go and save my husband myself."

"Jing'er, stop your sister!"

Murong Jing hadn't fully understood what was happening, but upon hearing that, she subconsciously stood in front of Murong Lin.

"Jing'er, if you still recognize me as your sister, don't stop me!" Murong Lian said sternly.

"Sister..." Murong Jing looked embarrassed, but still did not move away.

Seeing this, Murong Lian turned around, drew out the two silver-faced swords from the rack beside him, and slashed at Murong Jing.

She was well aware of Jing'er's abilities, and her martial arts had been abandoned for many years, so even if she tried her best, she couldn't hurt her.

Murong Lian's two swords came at him with great force, as if he was not afraid of death, without any defense at all.

Murong Jing didn't dare to really hurt her elder sister, nor did she dare to attack, and was soon forced to retreat a few steps.

Murong Jing saw the opportunity, made a feint, and slipped out of the tent. Then a horse neighed outside, and Murong Jing recognized that it was her new horse.

"Sister!"

Murong Jing was about to chase him out, but heard the King of Zhenbei speak coldly behind him:

"Jing'er, don't chase her. Let her go."

Murong Jing was extremely anxious and asked him what was going on.

King Zhenbei sat back in his chair and looked up at Murong Jing.

"Prince Qi tried to persuade me to start a rebellion, but I escorted him back to the capital.

Anyone who dares to save him will be guilty of treason - don't you think this king shouldn't do this?"

"Father is loyal and righteous. It is right for him to arrest the rebels." Murong Jing said without thinking, "But my sister..."

“That was the path she chose.”

…

On the official road from the northern border to the capital, a team of about twenty people was marching in a mighty manner.

Gu Chaoyang rode a white horse with a silver saddle and rode at the front of the team.

In the center of the team was a huge wooden prison car, in which Yan Changwen was sitting cross-legged without shackles.

His face was calm, and he was looking down, thinking about something.

He finally realized that he had underestimated his sickly father from the very beginning.

All his plans, with Wuzi and the King of Zhenbei... were actually all in the control of his father. Even his secret visit to the Northern Frontier was expected long ago.

Although the King of Zhenbei had long wanted to start a rebellion, the time was not yet ripe and many matters were still being prepared. This time I came to the Northern Frontier to persuade him to start the rebellion in advance.

Unexpectedly, my father also saw through this and sent my sixth uncle in advance to ask the King of Zhenbei to hand me over in exchange for the full control of the border tea-horse trade.

The Sixth Uncle asked the King of Zhenbei to tell him that His Majesty still cared about the relationship between father and son and was unwilling to sentence him to death for treason. This trip would secretly send him to a place where he could live the rest of his life without worries about food and clothing.

The corners of Yan Changwen's mouth stretched into an absurd and self-deprecating smile.

Without the chance to live in this world, I can only live the rest of my life like an ant, which is no different from death.

He didn't know if he would have the chance to see his father again.

If he could meet him, he only wanted to ask his father one question -

Since he had been chosen as the crown prince from the very beginning, why did he keep me in the capital, give me great power, and allow me to build up my own forces to compete with the crown prince?

Could it be that in my father's eyes, I have always been just a stepping stone for the crown prince to ascend the throne...

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from a distance, attracting the team's attention.

Everyone looked back and saw a woman with two swords on her back riding a horse at full speed, raising dust all the way.

"General Gu, it seems... they are coming for us." said a soldier beside Gu Chaoyang.

Gu Chaoyang's face turned stern, and he raised his spear, "Form a formation!"

Murong Lian had not returned to the Northern Frontier Camp for many years, and most of the soldiers in the camp did not recognize her. In addition, she returned to the camp secretly last night, so others did not know her identity.

Others didn't know, but Yan Changwen naturally recognized it from a distance, and it was as if he saw a scene from many years ago.

"I almost forgot... my wife, Lian'er, was once a lively and carefree woman dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse..."

The same admiration as many years ago appeared in his eyes again.

Gu Chaoyang turned his horse around and shouted a warning to Murong Lian from a distance:

"Who are you? Get off your horse and answer immediately!"

Murong Lian ignored him and drew out the two swords on his back without slowing down at all.

Seeing this situation, Gu Chaoyang immediately ordered: "Prepare to meet the enemy!"

The people who accompanied him were all brothers he brought with him personally. They all lined up in a very tacit understanding. Gu Chaoyang and more than ten people protected the prison van, and the others stepped forward to stop Murong Lian.

There was murderous intent in Murong Lian's eyes.

She had practiced martial arts with Murong Jing since she was young. Although she was not as gifted as her sister, her talent was not bad. If she had not married into the Qiwang Mansion as a concubine, she would have been a famous female general at this time.

However, after getting married, he was busy assisting King Qi and had not touched a weapon for many years, so it was inevitable that he was unfamiliar with it.

Otherwise, why would we be afraid of these people in front of us?

In the blink of an eye, two soldiers fell off their horses.

Gu Chaoyang was a little surprised. The woman in front of him looked like a noble lady who never left her house, but he didn't expect that she had such skills.

The strangest thing is that I have never heard that besides my master, there is such a brave woman in Northern Xinjiang.

The current situation did not allow him to think too much, so Gu Chaoyang raised his spear and rode forward to meet him.

The spear and the double swords collided, making a sharp sound of weapons clashing.

Gu Chaoyang was strong, but Murong Lin's double swords were agile, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.

Gu Chaoyang did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he pretended to be defeated and fled, and Murong Lan took advantage of the opportunity to pursue him.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves behind him, Gu Chaoyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned his body to the side, and the silver-shining gun tip slid backwards -

He suddenly stabbed Murong Lian who was chasing him from behind!

This move was taught to me by my master. I have practiced it countless times day and night and have mastered it to perfection.

"Lian'er, be careful!" Yan Changwen's face turned pale in an instant.

Murong Lian seemed to have already anticipated that Gu Chaoyang would use this trick, and he actually dodged sideways!

She had long seen that the young general Silver Saddle in front of her was someone brought up by Jing'er.

This trick of counter-attacking was really beautiful, but it was a trick that I taught Jing'er myself when they were young.

Gu Chaoyang didn't expect that Murong Lian could dodge the gunshot so easily. Before he could even notice it, Murong Lian had already swung a knife in front of him!

Gu Chaoyang felt a chill in his heart——

He couldn't avoid this knife.