Chapter 512 Poor Man

Yun Chen rode the horse and led the carriage slowly towards Feng Yutian Palace.

The palace path was covered with blood and dirt, which clump together and stank to high heavens.

In order to make it less smelly, the Black Scale Cavalry used the most common method and shoveled soil from the imperial garden to cover it.

This will not only cover up the smell, but also make it easier to clean after the dirt and blood dry up.

But the closer they got to Feng Yutian Palace, the quieter the sound of the wheels became and the softer the road became, and Yun Chen couldn't help but want to cry more and more.

At the place closest to the temple entrance, blood and dirt mixed with soil formed a thick layer of fishy mud, and where the wheels passed by, a clear bloody rut was left.

Yun Chen could guess without thinking that it was the blood shed by countless imperial guards who had been guarding the palace and died fighting for their king when the Black Scale Cavalry attacked the palace.

She jumped off the horse, bowed her head and mourned for a moment, then stopped the carriage in front of the gate of Fengyutian Palace, rolled up the curtain so that everyone could see inside, then took out the wine jar, cried "Ouch", and pretended to accidentally break it.

Dozens of black-scaled cavalrymen guarding the door looked over when they heard the sound. They saw Yun Chen with a regretful expression. He placed the empty jar of wine next to the carriage, then picked up the cakes and pushed open the door.

The Black Scale Cavalrymen looked at each other, not noticing anything wrong.

Yun Chen walked into the hall slowly. The sound of the door being pushed open startled the figure on the couch, who frantically grabbed the vase beside the couch for defense.

But after seeing clearly that the person who walked in was Yun Chen, Nan Lijun was stunned at first, and screamed, "You and Yan Shijiu are in cahoots!!" Then she slowly put down the vase.

Nan Lijun knew better than anyone what Yun Chen had suffered. If Yan Shijiu had not stopped her, she would probably have killed Yun Chen seven or eight times.

So, Yun Chen actually came to save her.

This guy who was hurt by her was the only one who was willing to "exchange his life" in the end.

Nan Lijun sat on the couch in a daze for a long time. The more he thought about it, the funnier and sadder it became. He couldn't help but burst into shrill laughter. Finally, when he had laughed enough, he sighed deeply and said to Yun Chen with tears in his eyes:

"I was stupid and lost my kingdom. Yunchen, I'm sorry."

Yun Chen didn't respond. He took out the cakes he brought and walked to Nan Lijun's bed. Without a trace of ridicule or blame on his face, he sincerely advised:

"Your Majesty, please eat something. Don't be hungry."

Who would have known that this most heartwarming and ordinary sentence would be more damaging to Nan Lijun than any curse or insult.

She looked into Yun Chen's clean and soft eyes, and finally couldn't hold it back anymore and burst into tears.

When he learned that both the southwest and the north had suffered a crushing defeat, Nan Lijun did not cry.

When she learned that the Black Scale Cavalry had broken into the palace, and watched Jiao Zuotai kneel down and salute the man she loved most, Yan Shijiu, and when Yan Shijiu personally ordered the Black Scale Cavalry to surround and destroy Feng Yutian Palace, she did not cry.

She knew that she had been fooled and was not fit to be a king, but she could not lose the integrity of a king!

Her mother, the queen, and her father, the king, had never submitted to anyone in their entire lives! Nor could she, Nanlijun!

So no matter what happened, no matter how devastating the world was, she never shed a tear.

But Yunchen's short words made her burst into tears instantly.

She climbed up from the couch, threw herself into Yun Chen's arms and cried, begging Yun Chen to forgive her for all the wrong things she had done.

Yun Chen smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, what's there to forgive or not forgive? You and I are just poor people who have been teased and deceived. Do we still have to compete for first or second place?

She patted Nan Lijun's shoulder comfortingly, but the latter cried even harder.

As if to compensate for something, Nan Lijun frantically took out something and held it in front of Yun Chen:

"Yun Chen, I know... you hate me for being afraid of Huo Gan Nian and for hurting and punishing him... but that's all because he wanted to rebel! I'm the emperor, how could I tolerate a traitor?! I really didn't lie to you!

Look, this is something Song Lan sent from Southeast. After receiving this, I sent someone to look for her, but she couldn't be found anymore. Song Lan must have died. She sent this to me before she died, which means she must have discovered something! Yun Chen, please forgive me. Huo Gannian really wanted to rebel, and I didn't wrong him... "

His lover had passed away, and Yun Chen didn't want to argue about the past anymore, but he couldn't resist Nan Lijun who forced the thing into her arms.

She had no choice but to pick it up and look at it. It was a small wooden sign, and it was indeed a camphor tree that was only found in Guying City.

When she met Isatis in school, she was impressed by the fragrance of camphor trees that filled the yard, and the small wooden signs and wooden horses that Isatis made with the children when she had nothing to do.

She looked against the light and saw a hastily carved word "Huo" on the wooden sign, but the word was correct, but the shape was reversed.

"Huo? Anti?"

Yun Chen immediately understood the meaning of the wooden sign.

Song Lan has left the Kyoto court and is devoted to helping orphans and teaching them. If this was really sent by Song Lan, there would be no need for her to tell such a big lie.

Judging from the marks carved on the wooden sign, they were rough and hasty. It was obvious that the person who carved the words was in a panic and the situation was very urgent. It didn't look like a disguise.

"Yun Chen, believe me... Being in the position of emperor, everyone smiles at me and shows me their best side, but everyone is a ghost, and it is impossible to tell them apart..."

Nan Lijun cried for a long time, until it was almost dark. When she calmed down a little, Yun Chen told her the plan word by word.

Listening to Yun Chen's orderly narration and watching her talk about life and death as if it were as light as the wind and clouds, so calm and determined.

Nan Lijun was stunned at first, then lowered her head in deep remorse, almost not daring to look Yun Chen in the eye.

"Yun Chen, I finally realized today that the so-called 'Son of Heaven', the Son of God blessed by heaven, is all a lie. The rise and fall of the throne has never been determined by heaven, but by the people. Unfortunately, I had to lose it before I could understand..."

"Your Majesty, we are not at the end of our rope yet. You must not lose heart. The spring nights are cold, and the road ahead is long. Please persevere."

Nan Lijun wiped away his tears, nodded vigorously, and began to take off his dragon robe in preparation.

Yun Chen pushed the door open and went outside the hall. He used the excuse that Nan Lijun was hungry and that pastries were useless, and ordered two black-scale cavalrymen to go to the imperial kitchen to get some proper meals.

While the two Black Scale Cavalrymen were hesitating whether to ask Yan Shijiu for instructions, Yun Chen looked around.

It was almost dusk and the lights had not yet been lit. The outline of the palace was blurry and the shadows of trees were everywhere, making it impossible to tell where the person with extraordinary martial arts skills might be hiding.

But she knew that there must be someone standing guard not far away day and night, waiting for an opportunity to save Nan Lijun.

Yun Chen pretended to be displeased and shouted:

"Even today, the Emperor of Nan Kingdom is still inside! How dare you be so disrespectful? Light the lamps! Get on board! No, I mean serve the dishes! Nine!"