Chapter 759: Injustice
Wenjiu frowned, and before he could regain consciousness, he suddenly realized that he had been thrown away. He sat down on the ground, clutching his heart and lungs in a daze, and took several deep breaths before he felt a little better.
Subconsciously turning his head, he saw a group of people attacking them.
These people were like the walking dead. No matter how hard you looked at them, their eyes were bloodless, as if they had lost their souls.
Wen Jiu was completely stunned. These people were wearing guards' uniforms...
Some of them are even from the Fourth Master’s Mansion. Why is this so?
The Fourth Master seemed to be used to it. He raised his sword and killed a group of people who looked like zombies in just a few strokes.
Without exception, all were killed by a single punch to the head.
She looked at the scene of poetry everywhere in front of her for a long time, and she couldn't help but tremble all over. Before she could come to her senses, the Fourth Master had already taken her to his horse.
On the way, Wenjiu subconsciously looked around.
The streets and alleys of Beijing were no longer as bustling and noisy as they once were. The number of people on the streets could be counted on one hand.
In fact, when they saw their horses coming from afar, the doors and windows around them closed even tighter.
Wenjiu then noticed that all the doors and windows in Kyoto were tightly closed, and some even had wooden bars to seal the windows tightly.
"What the hell is going on? Master, what year is it now?"
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In the space, Xiao Jin noticed that something was wrong with Wenjiu at the moment, and immediately took out another Qingxin Pill and stuffed it into Wenjiu's mouth.
He vaguely saw that his tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little, and Xiao Jin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"What on earth has the master been going through? He's been feeling uneasy for several times. He's taken over twenty of these Qingxin Pills without realizing it. He's only been in there for a short while. I don't know if he can hold on."
He didn't dare to delay any longer and stared at the warm wine closely, fearing that any accident would happen.
Wenjiu, on the other hand, worked tirelessly and followed the Fourth Master around for quite some time.
I nearly died several times, but luckily, I made it to the desert safely. But the story about the Rebirth Flower was just an excuse. How could I really find it?
Wenjiu also felt a little regretful. After telling a lie, he had to use countless lies to deceive others.
Finally one day, when the Fourth Master had been running around for several days and was close to madness, Wen Jiu finally couldn't help it and mustered up the courage to hold his wrist.
"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wen Jiu looked at the man in front of him who was suffering, and his heart ached.
"Why should I say sorry? There's no need to say sorry. As long as we find the flower of rebirth, we can save Jiuer. You didn't lie to me, right?" The Fourth Master's voice was very dry, his lips were cracked and peeling, but his eyes were staring straight into Wenjiu's eyes.
"Master, I am your wine. When we first met, I broke your head and poured water all over you. Do you remember?"
The Fourth Master's originally empty eyes suddenly paused, and he looked fixedly at Wen Jiu.
"Master! Be careful of the seductive woman!" Buyan said coldly.
The Fourth Master's expression had obviously turned even colder, but his grip on Wenjiu's wrist had indeed become tighter.
Wen Jiu: "Master, do you remember the Fist Blade? That was the first gift I gave you. The first time you transformed the Fist Blade, it even had such an indecent pattern on it.
These... I remember them all. Master, I want to tell you that I am fine. We are just in a dreamland now, and nothing has happened yet."
"Illusion..." The Fourth Master stared at Wen Jiu's face closely: "Jiu'er...are you okay?"
"Yes, it's okay. In reality, nothing has happened to us. We are all fine. Master, I promised Jiu'er that even without Jiu'er, we will be fine."
"Wine..."
The next second, Wenjiu realized that he was being held tightly by the Fourth Master.
Being hugged so tightly by him, I felt my internal organs surge again after a moment of warming the wine. I felt suffocated, and the next second, everything in front of me went completely black.
Warming the wine: "..."
wipe!
After recognizing the Fourth Master, she was strangled to death by his extremely excited hug?
Wenjiu gritted her teeth and made up her mind that as soon as she woke up again, she would tell the Fourth Master that she was Wenjiu the next second. At most, she would tell him about her sex life, but she didn't believe that the Fourth Master wouldn't believe it!
But this time when he opened his eyes in a daze, Wenjiu had already appeared in the palace.
The room was warm and a little stuffy. Every time I took a breath, the air was filled with the scent of medicinal herbs.
"Fourth Brother, the throne finally falls on you."
Emperor Kangxi's voice was slow and desolate, and he coughed twice more heavily: "My sons, some died, some were disabled, and now, are you satisfied?"
"I'm neither satisfied nor dissatisfied. I just want the throne. I must have it."
Wen Jiu looked over, but could not see the Fourth Master's face. He could only hear his extremely calm voice, as if it were just a casual conversation.
Emperor Kangxi coughed heavily twice again, holding his hands to his heart and lungs, and suddenly laughed: "Great! I really raised a good son. He wants to destroy my Qing Dynasty foundation with his own hands!
Ancestors! Xuanye has no face to face you! "
"Don't worry, Your Majesty." The Fourth Master still knelt before the bed, helping Emperor Kangxi to cover himself with the quilt. "Once I rescue Jiu'er, I will give the throne to Hongxi. Since Your Majesty wants him to inherit the throne, your son will make your wish come true."
"What an injustice! What an injustice!" Emperor Kangxi suddenly found strength and grabbed the Fourth Master's clothes. "As long as you want, everything is still possible. You are still young, you can still have an heir, and you can still protect the foundation of my Qing Dynasty!"
"Father!" The Fourth Master suddenly interrupted Emperor Kangxi: "If Jiu'er had come back earlier, perhaps we could have had four more lovely children."
"You! You! Evil creature, evil creature!"
Emperor Kangxi threw down these words, and finally opened his eyes wide and took his last breath.
The Fourth Master looked at him for a long time, reached out to cover his eyes, then froze for a moment in a trance and withdrew his hand.
"Your Majesty, just watch over your son. You will definitely save Jiu'er, you will definitely save him."
Wenjiu felt like there was a thorn stuck in her throat. She wanted to go forward and hug the Fourth Master, but she couldn't do it at all.
The feeling of his soul about to be torn away from his body came back. Wen Jiu, in a trance, immediately grabbed the person next to him and said, "Tell me, what year is it now?"
"Now it is..." Liang Jiugong beside him opened his mouth and said something in a daze, but Wen Jiu didn't hear it clearly at all.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the Empress Dowager's palace.
"Asshole! Fourth Brother, if Jiu'er were still alive, do you think she would be disgusted by your behavior? Tell me, how would she face you, who has hurt so many people? Do you really want the entire Qing Dynasty to be buried with her?"
Concubine De was wearing the Empress Dowager's court dress, staring at the Fourth Master with red eyes.
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