Chapter 86 (8,000 words) The throne falls from the sky...

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the imperial court ordered the lifting of the curfew in the capital to celebrate the festival. People made appointments to go out for night walks to enjoy the moon. The lights were bright and the scene was very lively.

In the vast night sky, the bright moon hangs high above the pavilions and towers, illuminating the prosperous scene like the sun, yet it seems covered in misty cold fog, illusory and ethereal.

The palace banquet at this moment was completely different from the bustling market town. It was cold and quiet with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Because the emperor's life and death were unknown, the Second Princess and Marquis Weiwu jointly exerted pressure. Many royal family members did not dare to resist and entered the palace to try to seek some chance of survival. Only a few ministers did not attend the palace banquet.

Han Fei looked at the absent Princess Zhang Hua and the others with a cold expression. Noticing that the Grand Court Minister was also absent, his murderous intent grew even stronger. He spoke out, "The Emperor is seriously ill, and the Third Prince is in charge. Yet, some people are defying his orders. This is truly lawless. What do you all think should be done?"

After the words were spoken, everyone was terrified and looked at each other. Seeing this, the second princess's face showed joy.

Even if Xuan Yizhen has the Third Princess, Princess Tai'an and others to help him resist the order, they must die tonight!

Minister of Works Zhou Shengtai noticed the absence of Dali Temple Minister Jiang Zhengming and felt it was a good opportunity for revenge.

"Marquis Weiwu is wise. I believe we should kill one to serve as a warning to others, especially the self-righteous Dali Temple Minister!"

"Very good. Since we are all gathered tonight, it is a good opportunity to deal with the restless ones."

Han Fei did not ask the Second Princess and the Third Prince's wishes at all. He raised his hands and put them down. Fireworks rose into the sky, and many teams rushed to various places to encircle and suppress them, trying to cut the Gordian knot quickly.

Under the cover of night, the Han family's soldiers were filled with murderous intent, their swords and knives cut through flesh and blood, stirring up drops of blood. The Third Princess's Mansion and the Tai'an County Lady's Mansion were both under attack.

Deep in the courtyard, it was quiet and peaceful. Yin Xing looked at his loving mooncakes and felt a little uneasy.

Xuan Yizhen's gaze shifted from a distance and fell on the strange-shaped palace cake on the plate. It is commonly known as moon cake in the folk, while Yin Xing calls it love moon cake.

"I think the taste might not be good. Why don't you try something else?"

"It's okay, you'll know the taste after trying it."

Yin Xing watched Xuan Yizheng take small sips slowly and was too nervous to say a word.

Xuan Yizhen looked up at Yin Xing's beautiful eyes, which were focused with concern. They were brighter than the stars in the sky. He raised his thin lips and said, "It's delicious."

Hearing this, Yin Xing blinked and grinned, "Really?"

“Mm, it’s delicious.”

"That's great!"

Seeing this, Xuan Yizheng ate the heart-shaped mooncake slowly and patiently.

Yin Xing raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then I'll try a piece too!"

However, before Yin Xing could reach out, Xuan Yizheng gently rejected him.

Xuan Yizhen responded softly, "Since you made these loving mooncakes for me, they are naturally for me to enjoy. How can you be so greedy?"

Yin Xing had no choice but to withdraw his hand, supporting his chin, and obediently watched Xuan Yizhen eat, muttering happily: "Okay, it's the same if I wait for Yizhen to eat more if he can't finish it."

"Then you'll probably be disappointed." Xuan Yizheng ate the heart-shaped mooncake slowly, her beautiful eyes blinking slightly with a hint of a smile, quiet and beautiful.

"..." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, who had a great appetite, in a trance.

The two had been married for several years, and this was the first time Yin Xing saw Xuan Yizhen eat an entire mooncake.

Because Xuan Yizheng never liked eating overly sweet mooncakes, Yin Xing had eaten them all by herself in previous years.

So this time Yin Xing didn’t make much, thinking it would be nice to share the loving mooncake.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Yizheng ate up the loving mooncake bit by bit.

Yin Xing said happily, "If I had known Yizhen liked the heart-shaped mooncakes I made so much, I would have made ten!"

Xuan Yizhen paused, sipping the tea to soothe the sweetness in his throat. He said calmly, "Let's talk about it next year. We have osmanthus wine tonight. Would you like some?"

"Osmanthus wine, I shouldn't get drunk if I drink a little." Yin Xing responded hesitantly, holding the small cup in his palm, took the wine, sniffed the aroma of the wine, and took a small sip to give Xuan Yizheng face, not daring to drink more.

After all, peach blossom wine could knock Yin Xing down, so the alcohol content of osmanthus wine must be about the same.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's lips, which were stained with wine. They were shiny and translucent. He pursed his thin lips and whispered, "How is it?"

"I don't think it's very good. The wine doesn't taste good." Yin Xing stuck out his tongue and responded. He was still not used to the taste of wine.

As he finished speaking, Yin Xing saw a light slowly coming into view in the distance. Remembering the nightly curfew in the capital since the Ghost Festival, he worriedly asked, "Could something big happen tonight?"

Because Xuan Yizhen did not attend the palace banquet, Yin Xing was a little uneasy, worried that she would be betrayed and besieged by the royal family.

After all, the second princess had framed Xuan Yizheng before, and now she is colluding with Han Fei, and her methods are probably even more vicious and despicable.

Xuan Yizhen tilted his head to look at the light in the distance and replied calmly, "Don't worry, there's no curfew in the capital tonight. Maybe it's just to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Seeing this, Yin Xing felt relieved and said, "That's good. I thought the puppet Gu people would come out and cause trouble at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, fireworks exploded in the distance, brilliant and dazzling, and snow-capped trees and silver flowers were scattered like thousands of gold coins.

At this moment, there were no bustling crowds in the alleys of the capital's market, only debris all over the ground. There were not many pedestrians on the streets, blood was everywhere, and screams were heard.

The man crawling on the ground in the alley was covered in blood, with nowhere to struggle, and his cries for help stopped abruptly.

Under the cover of night, hundreds of puppet poisonous people entered various parts of the capital, and then more wounded people joined them, running rampant and terrifying.

Behind the high wall, thick fog and smoke gradually spread, flames flickered, and the crowd hid in it, silent as a cicada.

Soon, thick fog appeared in various parts of the capital. On the attic, Su Xuying held a golden fan and looked intently at the banknotes. She said with satisfaction, "Sure enough, there are many rich people who are afraid of death."

As she was speaking, Su Xuying heard a creepy roar and turned her head to look at the puppet Gu man being driven away by the thick fog under the tall building.

They were actually all moving towards the palace, in groups, roaming around like wild beasts.

It was obvious that they seemed to have been summoned together. This group of puppet poison people was really terrifying.

At this time, Liu Ci walked through the corridor and looked at the groups of people taking refuge, and felt relieved.

Fortunately, it was discovered that the ingredients of the medicine pill, in addition to the blood of the medicine man to cure the poison, also contained medicinal herbs that could burn and drive away the puppet poisonous insects.

Princess Zhang Hua must be well versed in pharmacology and poison to be able to make such a powerful elixir. Liu Ci feels inferior to her.

At this time, as long as they can avoid the attack of the puppet poison man, they will be lucky. This was Jiang Yun's plan at that time.

"Miss Su."

"What's up?"

Seeing the person coming, Su Xuying put away the banknotes and looked at Liu Ci.

Liu Ci glanced at Su Xuying's place, but didn't see Jiang Yun. Feeling uneasy, he hesitated and said, "The fumigation in the shelter must continue all night. This way, if anyone is injured, they won't go berserk and attack others."

Su Xuying nodded confidently and replied, "Don't worry, I won't cheat you when I take your money. In this situation, I can still distinguish between the important and the unimportant."

If something went wrong with the fumigation in the shelter, Su Xuying couldn't imagine the terrible consequences.

After finishing speaking, Liu Ci turned and asked, "Where is Jiang Yun?"

Su Xuying waved the golden fan with her fingertips and spoke slowly, "She led people to the market to fumigate the poor. The people there are poor and don't have enough money to go to the shelter."

Liu Ci frowned slightly, but said nothing and walked out of the attic.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the flames in the palace from afar, Liu Ci remained calm, not caring about the lives of the dignitaries, but feeling uneasy in his heart.

The capital is in chaos tonight, and the palace is even more engulfed in fighting. Obviously, if Jiang Yun wants to avenge her mother, this is a perfect opportunity.

A full moon was in the sky, and arrows were flying from the high platform of the palace. Zhou Shengtai climbed out from the desk and found that the arrows had landed on the table of the royal family. Whether he attended the banquet tonight or not, the outcome would be the same.

Cups and plates were smashed, corpses were lying everywhere, screams were heard, and the fire spread along the beams, becoming more and more obvious.

"Help, help..." Princess Xinyang, who was seriously injured, saw her mother lying in a pool of blood. She then turned her head to look at the second princess on the high platform, only to realize that she was indeed extremely stupid.

I thought the second princess would at least protect myself and my mother, but now it seems that I’d better trust the third princess!

The second princess met the hateful gaze of Princess Xinyang before her death, and fiddled with the ruby ​​Zen beads on her wrist with her fingertips. She felt no pity, but just wanted to laugh.

Soon, the arrows stopped. Han Fei looked down at the dead royal family members and the trembling ministers. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and ambition gradually appeared in his eyes. He said, "Second Princess, your role ends here."

The Third Prince is enough as a puppet, there is no need to keep a cunning Second Princess to abuse power and interfere in politics!

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei's personal guards approached the waiter beside the second princess on the high platform, raised their swords and struck him without mercy.

The Second Princess wasn't at all surprised by this. She looked over the platform at the vast palace in the night and said softly, "Marquis Weiwu is right. I was thinking the same thing."

After he finished speaking, Han Fei's expression became stern, and his gaze fell on the personal guards who were killed by the second princess's servants. Among them, a soft sword suddenly appeared, with a sharp edge.

Du Ruo's sword was fierce and blood splattered. With his other hand, he shook the copper ball and muttered in a low voice, "Kill!"

These whispers, accompanied by the infinite surge of internal energy, leaped across every corner of the palace.

The puppet poison man who rushed in from outside the palace was even more crazy, swift and decisive.

Soon they began to fight with the palace guards and other soldiers. They were unstoppable and no one could stop them. In an instant, the Han family army went from being hunters to prey and retreated in panic.

Seeing this, Han Fei was furious. He drew his sword and killed the Third Prince immediately. Then he forced the Second Princess to attack and said gloomily, "You woman, you deserve to die!"

The Second Princess looked calmly at the fallen Third Prince's puppet corpse, then turned to meet Han Fei, who was glaring at her, and said, "If you look down on women, you will suffer."

At this time, Du Ruo raised his sword and fought with Han Fei. The fighting on the platform became more intense. Blood flowed down from the platform. The ministers were at a loss and were even more afraid of the puppet poison masters everywhere. Perhaps hell on earth was just like this.

But even though the ground of the high palace was flowing with blood, the bright moon in the sky was still bright and clear. The second princess looked up at the full moon. The throne was within reach, her eyes full of ambition and pride, and she couldn't help but smile.

However, as an arrow hit the flagpole on the platform, the second princess frowned and looked down, her expression changed from displeasure to surprise, and gradually revealed fear!

At the same time, the puppet Gu people in the streets of the capital were hit by countless arrows and fell to the ground one after another. A long column of cavalry drove in with the sound of horse hooves.

Jiang Yun emerged from the thick fog of the market town, his figure light and nimble, hiding in the shadows. His face was a little pale, and his eyes fell on the cavalry's fluttering flags. He said solemnly, "It turns out that the troops stationed in the capital are indeed here."

It's terrifying that the emperor, even though he was poisoned, could plan such a scheme.

Han Fei is probably just a killing knife.

The smell of medicine mixed with thick fog in the night wind almost enveloped the entire capital, tinged with the smell of blood.

In the courtyard, Xuan Yizhen embraced the drunk Yin Xing and patiently coaxed him, "Go to sleep."

Yin Xing raised her thick eyelashes, snuggled up to Xuan Yizhen, and called out drunkenly, "Hey, Yizhen, you're so beautiful!"

"Well, you've said that many times."

"I will make you lots of loving mooncakes in the future."

Xuan Yizhen looked at the unconscious Yin Xing, gradually closed his eyes sleepily, pursed his thin lips, a smile spread from the bottom of his eyes, and said lightly: "Then there is no need, it is too disgusting."

After he finished speaking, everything became quiet. Xuan Yizheng felt helpless when he saw Yin Xing falling into a deep sleep.

Soon, Xuan Yizhen's gaze fell on the golden cicada in the glass cup on the desk, and he murmured, "I never thought the emperor could actually use the Golden Cicada Technique to cure rabies. He truly deserves to have inherited the true teachings of Empress Dowager Du."

The so-called immortality is nothing more than the constant replacement and replenishment of flesh and blood.

As he finished speaking, the golden cicada in the glass cup was dying, its body rotting and leaking thick black juice.

This drama of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, is finally coming to an end.

In the darkness of night, corpses piled up on the high platform of the palace. The eunuch Cao Feng shouted, "Your Majesty has arrived!"

The emperor slowly stepped onto the high platform. The rotten flesh and blue velvet on his face had long since fallen off, revealing his golden skin, which was hard and shiny, like a golden body.

Seeing this, all the ministers were shocked, and Zhou Shengtai was even more embarrassed. He didn't dare to look up and trembled.

The second princess looked at the emperor who was standing on a high place. Even though he was not angry, she couldn't help feeling fear and her palms were trembling.

The emperor's gaze fell on the corpses of the royal family scattered on the ground, then looked at the third prince lying in a pool of blood, and slowly said: "Why, are you planning to join forces with Han Fei to usurp the throne?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the second princess saw Du Ruo being knocked to the ground in the distance, and the puppet army was destroyed.

More and more soldiers and guards came out from around the platform. The second princess stood up in shock and realized that she had fallen into Xuan Yizhen's trap.

The emperor is not dead, this is a game within a game.

Seeing this, Han Fei, who was not far away, took advantage of the chaos to escape from the platform.

When Du Ruo pulled out the arrow from his body, the medicine inside was not the same as Xuan Yi's, but very similar. It seemed that the emperor was the ultimate master in using poison, and he had always been just a pawn.

In the battle of Peifeng Tower, Du Ruo was seriously injured. In order to survive, he used Gu, and now he is also affected by the Gu. It is really karma.

Soon, multiple sharp blades pierced his body, and then Du Ruo was held high up, dying. He looked at the bright moon in the sky and vaguely saw Yin Xing with curved eyebrows and a smile.

It's always just a little bit short, which is really frustrating.

When the bright moon reflected on the ground was stained with blood, the fighting in various mansions in the capital did not stop, but became more and more fierce.

Blood was dripping from the cherry spear in Princess Tai'an's hand. She looked at the huge army that suddenly appeared in the camp with a solemn expression. It seemed that the emperor was determined to use Han Fei's name to take all the power of the royal family into his hands tonight.

Han Fei escaped from the palace gate on horseback, drawing his bow with both hands, ready to kill any god he encountered, and marched all the way to the East Market, not daring to delay.

The order to transfer the emperor's troops stationed in the camp was clearly intercepted, but now it seems to be just a cover.

The best thing to do now is to leave the capital as soon as possible, it will not be too late to make other plans later.

Unexpectedly, a long sword was suddenly unsheathed, a cold light appeared, the horse fell over, and the bow fell heavily to the ground. Han Fei stood with a big knife, full of murderous intent.

Jiang Yun stood on the horizontal beam of the East Market, thinking of his mother who was hanged here. Every wound on her body was vivid in his mind. The arrows used by the palace guards were specially made, and the arrows used by Han Fei were even more special than those used by ordinary people.

In Tianchuan, Jiang Yun recognized Han Fei's arrow and knew that he used to be the emperor's personal guard, so he must have been involved in the events of that year.

While thinking, Jiang Yun had already leaped up and swung his sword towards Han Fei, each move was fatal, and he used all his strength.

Han Fei fought back with his sword, but due to his injuries, he was unable to fight back. His steps were weak and he breathed heavily, "I have a treasure trove hidden outside the capital. If you can let me go, I will definitely treat you well."

Jiang Yun didn't pause, his sword's tip clashing coldly, blood faintly seeping from his collar. He said calmly, "There was once a female general hanging here in the East Market. Why didn't you let her go then?"

"The emperor gave the order, and I was just following it. Back then, someone from the Dali Temple revealed that she was a secret guard of the Wanqi family arranged by Empress Wanqi in the court." Han Fei responded as he stepped back and thought.

"Oh, you can always find a pretext to accuse me. My mother has never done anything wrong. The dog emperor deserves to die, and you deserve to die too!" Jiang Yun shouted angrily, and the sword blade cut through Han Fei's cheek, shaving off a piece of flesh and revealing the bones.

Han Fei was so frightened that he stepped back, swinging his sword with all his might, his breathing disordered, and he dared not speak carelessly: "Don't you want to know who is the emperor's accomplice in the Dali Temple?"

When Empress Wanqi became seriously ill, the emperor systematically cleaned up the forces in the court and the country.

Jiang Yun paused and was then attacked by Han Fei. He raised his head to avoid the swinging long sword, but was kicked and flew several feet away.

The first person Jiang Yun suspected of being the accomplice in the Dali Temple was Jiang Zhengming, the Minister of the Dali Temple.

Han Fei was able to take a breath, and quickly picked up his knife, wanting to solve the problem, so he didn't care about the blood on his face. In the dark night, he was like a devil from hell, stepping on a shooting star.

Jiang Yun was in so much pain that he had almost no strength to stand up, but he still held the hilt of the sword tightly in his palm. The burnt purple sword tassel swayed slightly, and the sword flashed and shadowed, and his body turned over.

Han Fei's long sword missed, the bricks and stones on the ground shattered, and dust flew. He hurriedly turned the sword over and swung it, and a gust of wind blew past, filled with murderous aura.

But the movement of the long sword suddenly stopped, and Jiang Yun's sword pierced Han Fei's neck first without hesitation.

An inch longer is an inch stronger; an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous. Han Fei only understood the importance of this sentence when his head fell to the ground.

Jiang Yun, sword in hand, could barely stand, tears streaming down his face, and walked with difficulty into the alley.

As he felt dizzy, Jiang Yun saw a blurry figure that looked like his mother and Liu Ci, but no matter who they were, they couldn't possibly appear before him.

Suddenly, Jiang Yun lost his strength, fell to the ground and lost all consciousness.

After midnight, the emperor on the high platform waited with great interest for the report from the stationed troops, while the ministers were trembling with fear and dared not speak a word.

The second princess calmly fell into numbness, her eyes fixed on the smoke filling the entire capital. It was only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it already felt like winter.

However, the second princess was very curious about how Xuan Yizheng would deal with such a crisis. The emperor's murderous intention was obvious, and no one could survive.

Even if Xuan Yizheng openly rebelled, given the current situation, she could only retreat to the Wanqi family's territory.

Finally, long queues appeared at the palace gates, the light of torches became clearer and clearer, and Princess Tai'an and others entered.

A look of satisfaction appeared on the emperor's face, but when he saw the armor of the long line of soldiers, his expression suddenly tensed.

"Your Majesty, we are ordered by Princess Zhanghua to come and escort you late. Please forgive us for being late." Princess Tai'an spoke frankly.

"Father, I'm so glad you're okay." The third princess bowed respectfully and thought of Xuan Yizheng's words as she lowered her eyes.

When the prince died, the throne should be passed down to the younger brother according to the law, and the same goes for the princess, so Xuan Yizheng wanted to become emperor from the beginning.

Father, no matter how generous and loving you are, even if the prince dies, you will never let the princess inherit the throne.

But if Xuan Yizhen inherits the throne, then there will be opportunities to plot in the future.

The second princess looked at the third princess and Princess Tai'an who were leading the troops in, and suddenly she felt like laughing.

It turns out that they all wanted the throne, but ended up making wedding dresses for others.

Xuan Yizheng was very clever in controlling them and making them his pawns, and even preserving his good reputation.

In the silence, the emperor was filled with anger, not knowing what went wrong. Just as he was about to shout and scold, thick black blood as black as ink flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his eyes showed horror!

"Your Majesty!" Cao Feng spoke in panic as he watched the emperor bleeding from all his orifices.

The emperor raised his hand and looked at the thin flesh and blood flowing out of the golden back of his hand as if it was melting. He wanted to say something, but it was too late.

The Golden Cicada Technique has been studied by the Du family for hundreds of years for the purpose of longevity. It shouldn't have any flaws, so how could this be?

As the ministers were horrified, the red sun slowly rose in the distant sky. The second princess saw the lingering smoke, which was faintly blue-green in color, and then she understood the reason.

Xuan Yizheng must know the reason why the emperor did not die from rabies, and there is a deadly substance in these smokes, which is a good way to kill people invisibly.

The sun was high in the sky, and piles of corpses were cremated. The people in the capital were still in shock from the night before.

The imperial edict of the emperor's death had already been issued everywhere.

In the villa, Yin Xing woke up drunk and did not see Xuan Yizheng. He poked his head out of the gauze curtain. It was quiet and he felt a little uncomfortable.

After Yin Xing changed his clothes and washed up and came out of the inner room, he looked at the low couch by the window. It was where Xuan Yizheng usually stayed, but now it was empty.

Yin Xing looked confused, a little curious about what Xuan Yizheng was busy with at the moment.

After coming out of the house, Yin Xing didn't meet any maids along the way. He had to walk towards the main hall before he gradually saw busy figures.

Female official Chunli hardly slept the whole night. She turned around and looked at Yin Xing who had a confused look on his face.

"Prince Consort Yin, why did you come out?"

"I didn't see Princess Zhanghua or the maids this morning, so I wanted to ask about the situation."

Yin Xing looked at the maids in the front hall who were hurrying along, as if they were preparing for something urgent.

The female official Chun Li responded respectfully: "Last night, Han Fei rebelled and His Majesty passed away, so Princess Tai'an and others asked the Lord to come into the palace to take charge of the situation."

"Wouldn't it be very dangerous for Princess Zhang Hua to enter the palace now?" Yin Xing muttered with worry in his eyes, regretting that he slept too soundly last night.

Han Fei has such terrifying abilities, and Xuan Yizheng doesn't know any martial arts. Why would the vicious Princess Tai'an choose to come to him when something bad is about to happen?

The female official Chun Li looked at Yin Xing, who was completely unaware of the situation, and explained, "Prince Consort Yin is overthinking. Han Fei has been executed. The Lord has entered the palace to arrange for the new emperor's ascension to the throne. All the personal guards of the Wanqi family have been dispatched."

"Then can I go into the palace to find Princess Zhanghua now?" Yin Xing asked worriedly, because he remembered that the emperor only had the third prince left, so he didn't think much about the new emperor.

"I'm afraid that's not appropriate. There are still many things going on in the palace, and the master hasn't given any orders." The female official Chunli responded in embarrassment.

Although Princess Zhanghua has always favored Yin Xing, she is currently busy with affairs, so the female officials naturally dare not act rashly.

Seeing this, Yin Xing stopped making things difficult for the female official and returned to the house alone, not quite understanding how quickly the situation had changed.

Yin Xing was not surprised by the emperor's death. After all, he had long suspected that he had contracted rabies or was murdered by Han Fei to silence him.

But how could Han Fei, such a fierce general who controlled almost all the soldiers and guards in the capital, be suddenly killed overnight?

Yin Xing was eating breakfast, unable to think, and worried about Xuan Yizheng's safety, so he was very worried.

Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. Many houses in the capital were damaged. Soldiers were still dealing with corpses in the streets and towns, and most people stayed indoors.

The door of the small pharmacy was locked. In front of the stove in the backyard, the medicine pots were emitting boiling hot steam. Liu Ci poured the medicine soup and brought it to the front hall.

Jiang Yun, lying in the recliner, was badly injured, with broken bones and damaged internal organs, and was barely conscious.

He Yun watched Liu Ci holding a wooden spoon and feeding Jiang Yun medicine. Seeing the medicine flowing down her lips, she said, "Senior Sister, I think she is beyond help."

For ordinary people, broken bones and damaged internal organs are already serious injuries, but Jiang Yun was poisoned by an arrow, and her injuries were constantly worsening.

"How is that possible? She's clearly still breathing." After saying that, Liu Ci wiped the medicine from Jiang Yun's lips with a handkerchief, then opened the medicine box beside her to reveal various knives inside. "Xiao Yun, come and help me hold her down."

"Senior sister, what are you going to do?" He Yun asked in confusion.

Liu Ci placed the knife on the fire and said calmly, "We need to quickly remove the flesh from her arrow wound, otherwise it will become more serious."

He Yun wanted to persuade him, but seeing Liu Ci's serious expression, she had no choice but to obey his instructions. She thought that the poison from the arrow would not only stick to the skin and flesh, so this would not be very effective. She could not be unaware of the consequences.

So Liu Ci was determined to save Jiang Yun, even if it meant that Jiang Yun would become a disabled person.

The flames danced, the sharp knives shone, and the days passed by slowly and painfully.

On the morning of the third day, He Yun opened her eyes from sleepiness and suddenly saw Liu Ci crying. She thought Jiang Yun had died of the illness and felt complicated.

Admittedly, He Yun was actually a little relieved.

But then He Yun heard Jiang Yun grinning and saying, "It hurts, it hurts!"

It was then that He Yun discovered that Liu Ci, who was always gentle and kind, was grabbing Jiang Yun's earlobe with quite a bit of force, and it looked a bit painful.

From childhood to adulthood, He Yun had never seen her senior sister get angry or beat anyone, but she treated Jiang Yun very differently.

He Yun is still very impressed by the slap from last time. Her senior sister would never treat her like that.

Suddenly, the drugstore became noisy, and strands of morning light filtered through the window lattices, bringing vitality.

But at this moment, Yin Xing in the villa seemed absent-minded. He asked the female official several times about Xuan Yizhen's news, but apart from being busy, there was basically no further information.

So just as Yin Xing was considering sneaking out of the villa, the female official finally brought good news.

"I want to enter the palace?"

"Yes, everything is packed."

Yin Xing got into the carriage arranged by the female official without hesitation. He felt even more nervous. He raised his hand to open the curtains and looked at the scene outside.

There is nothing special about the streets of the capital except that there are many renovation craftsmen.

However, when entering the palace, Yin Xing found that he entered from the middle palace gate, and the palace guards all knelt down and kowtowed, which was a bit strange.

The towering palace before us stretched as far as the eye could see. The carriage drove along the palace road for a long time before finally stopping.

Yin Xing felt a little dizzy because he didn't have breakfast. He got off the carriage unsteadily and saw a grand hall in front of him.

The female official led the way into the palace, and the familiar smell of medicinal fumigation slightly eased Yin Xing's uneasiness.

"Please take a rest first, the master will come later." The female official respectfully withdrew.

Yin Xing sat alone in the spacious main seat, his sight moving from the golden desk and jade throne to the carved corridors and painted buildings with dragons and phoenixes entwined, giving him the feeling of entering the Grand View Garden.

Although Yin Xing had been to the palace many times, he was still surprised every time, not to mention sitting on the highest throne here now.

The furnishings inside Xuan Yizheng's villa and the princess's mansion were not ordinary, but compared to the imperial palace, they were still not as luxurious, rich and obvious, magnificent and dazzling.

For a long while, Yin Xing was bored, eating fruits and cakes alone, lying on the jade throne covered with soft mats. He felt that it was not a chair, but more like a sofa, which was spacious enough for him and Xuan Yizheng to lie together.

Just as Yin Xing was thinking about random things and felt a little tired, he suddenly heard footsteps.

This hall was so empty that Yin Xing felt that even his sneeze would echo.

Yin Xing stood up and saw Xuan Yizhen, dressed in a bright gold jade robe. She had a graceful figure, fair skin and delicate features, and a beautiful face. She smiled and called out, "Yizhen, why did you come just now? I was sleepy."

Xuan Yizhen stepped onto the platform, his dark eyes gazing at Yin Xing, who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon throne. He lightly tapped her upturned nose with his fingertips, then slowly sat down and said, "Why are you feeling sleepy so early in the morning?"

"Because I miss you, I couldn't sleep and was worried about accidents." Yin Xing leaned on Xuan Yizheng and finally calmed down and muttered to himself.

"So I've wronged you." Xuan Yizheng's expression softened a little. He raised his arms to hold Yin Xing and chuckled.

"Hehe, it's okay, I forgive Yizhen." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen who was right in front of him, leaned over and kissed her face.

Xuan Yizhen pursed his lips lightly, tilted his head to look at Yin Xing, whose eyes sparkled. He caressed her sides with his fingertips, like a snake circling its prey, and murmured, "So proactive. A short separation is better than a new marriage. It seems to make some sense."

Yin Xing, ticklish, noticed Xuan Yizhen's movements and said with a hot face, "Yizhen, stop making trouble. This is the imperial palace."

"so what?"

"So let's go back to the villa and do it together."

As the words got quieter, Yin Xing stammered with a blush on her face.

Xuan Yizhen stared at Yin Xing, who had an innocent and shy face, and said calmly, "Haven't you heard about the emperor's death and the new emperor's accession to the throne?"

Yin Xing nodded in response: "I heard the female official mention something. Princess Tai'an invited Yizhen to the palace to take charge of the overall situation. So, does this mean that the Third Prince has ascended the throne and is now emperor?"

"No, on the night the emperor passed away, the third prince was beheaded by Han Fei. All the ministers witnessed this and the whole world knows about it." Xuan Yizheng turned the jade ring on Yin Xing's hand with his fingertips and spoke patiently.

"What?" Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen in surprise, and then he realized that Jiang Yun was right when he laughed at him for being oblivious to what was happening outside.

Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing's silly, bright eyes, blinking gently, her eyes rippled. Her white fingertips caressed her fair and pretty face, and she said lovingly, "Why don't you guess who the new emperor is?"

Yin Xing's eyes turned, and he thought hard and replied: "The emperor should have a little grandson."

People in ancient times got married very early, especially men of high status. If they were a little unfaithful, it would be easy for them to have several children.

"It's a shame that Han Fei executed over a hundred members of the royal family, and that night he almost wiped out the entire Xuan family. Only the four princesses and Princess Tai'an lived in peace. It's worth a guess: perhaps the third princess will become the empress."

“…”

That’s all I have to say. No matter how stupid Yin Xing is, he has to accept the earth-shattering news.

Xuan Yizhen, who had been accompanying him to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, watch the moon and drink osmanthus wine that night, unexpectedly got the throne out of nowhere!

Yin Xing felt that the plots of online novels were not so outrageous. He looked at the calm Xuan Yizhen and said seriously, "Yizhen, the princess and the others are so mean, they definitely wouldn't give up the throne for no reason. This is a trick!"

Xuan Yizhen couldn't help but smile, his smile was gentle and soft, his dark eyebrows relaxed, staring at the worried and concerned Yin Xing, and responded very cooperatively: "Maybe, but now that the decree of enthronement has been issued, there is no way to escape even if this is their trap. Are you afraid?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Xing's joy at meeting someone turned into worry.

"Yizhen, don't worry, I will always be with you." Yin Xing raised his hand and hugged Xuan Yizhen tightly, saying as if making a promise.

"Well, that's good." Xuan Yizheng got the answer he wanted. He raised his thin lips and pressed his cheek against Yin Xing's cheek, feeling the fresh warmth.

It feels good to be cared about and worried by her.

But now everything has just begun. Without the emperor, no one in the world can hurt Yin Xing wantonly. Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes to hide the shadows in his eyes, restraining the sharp cold light and returning to gentleness and softness.

As long as Yin Xing likes it, Xuan Yizheng can become whatever she wants.

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