Chapter 483 Looks So Pitiful
The golden crow sets in the west.
The Imperial Garden, which had been bustling for half a day, no longer had the peaceful and prosperous scene it once had.
The air was filled with blood.
Looking around, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the whole place was devastated.
The red light of the setting sun shone from the horizon, illuminating the world, tragic and desolate.
"I knew it would be fine!" Mo Liren and Gan Zhengyu walked in from outside, both of them covered in blood.
Glancing at the tragic scene around him, Mo Liren sighed and wiped the drenched blood from his face. "Lao Gan and I weren't idle outside just now. We took out half of the sharpshooter hiding in the shadows. Second Princess, everyone, we need to leave this place quickly. Things have gotten so bad that it's a fight to the death. To prevent Nan Sang from getting desperate, we'd better leave as soon as possible."
Gan Zhengyu nodded. "There's no time to lose. Let's go. The real tough battle is coming next."
"Let's go, let's go! This old man doesn't want to stay in this shabby place any longer!" The old man put his hands on his hips. Even though he was used to the ups and downs, he couldn't bear to turn his head to look at the heads scattered on the ground. "Humph, do all those born in the royal family have such ruthless hearts? They act so cruelly! Wang Bai, stop being in a daze and go home! Take the hostages with you and keep us safe!"
The Second Princess glanced at the old man once more upon hearing this. "Oh, Du Lao didn't even ask to bring the hostages to negotiate with Nan Sang?"
"What's the point of talking about a judgment? I have the utmost distrust for members of the royal family! They're so cunning and cruel! They can agree to conditions, then immediately go back on their word and stab us in the back. Instead of using hostages to negotiate their release, it's better to hold them in hand and make them afraid to act rashly. This is the only heir left in the Nansang royal family. With him in hand, Nansang won't dare to use any of their wicked schemes, unless they truly intend to exterminate their descendants!"
Although Emperor Nansang and the retired emperor, who had a broken leg, were still alive and might be able to continue having children, it would take at least another ten years to give birth to a prince and then train him to become a talented person.
So Nan Sang will not give up Yan Changkong easily.
The old man is not stupid, he thinks clearly.
The group did not stay any longer and quickly left the palace.
When leaving, Wang Bai took Yan Changkong with him.
Quartz immediately jumped out from the ground and followed closely.
The others looked away and pretended not to see.
After leaving the Imperial Garden and heading out of the palace, when passing a large rockery at a fork in the road, Mo Liren deliberately turned a few steps and pulled out a large purple ball from the hole under the rockery with all his strength.
The purple ball was trembling, fat and round, with no neck, and it looked very familiar.
"Don't, don't, don't kill me! Heroes, good men... Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Ziqiu's face was pale and incoherent, his eyes were closed, and he was waving his fat hands wildly, with tears and snot all over his face.
"Hey, King Yu, what nonsense are you talking about? What's with the killing? Open your eyes and look at who I am. I am Old Mo!" Mo Liren patted his head kindly and winked at everyone. "After all, we know each other, and we are both survivors of Nan Sang's harm. Since we have bumped into each other, everyone, please do me a favor and take him along. He looks quite pitiful."
Hearing the familiar voice, King Yu, who had his eyes tightly closed, immediately opened them. When he saw the voice, he cried even louder.
He threw himself into Lao Mo's arms, knocking the strong man off balance. He cried and snotted, not daring to look around.
I was afraid that if I didn't look at him well, I would upset the group of lunatics next to me and just leave him alone.
"Lao Mo, Lao Mo! It's so good to see you! God will not abandon me! Lao Mo, please take me with you! I, Zhao Yu, will never forget your great kindness in my life, Lao Mo, woo woo woo—"
"We all helped each other in this life-or-death situation. What's the point of talking about gratitude and favors? Stop crying. The pursuers are coming soon. The most important thing is to escape. Wipe your tears and snot, open your eyes, and leave!"
"Okay, okay! Go away! My eyes are open, open!"
The two of them were talking as they walked, and actually rushed to the front of the team. Their anxious backs looked as if there were really pursuers behind them.
Du Buqin stared blankly at the figure in front of him, awestruck. "Erfeng, tell me the truth. Before Mo Liren became a general, he was a stage actor, right? He acted so convincingly that he even led Long Yuan astray!"
Er Feng's mouth twitched, "..."
Bai Yu burst into laughter in Tian Bao's arms. "General Mo is truly a wonderful man. The envoys from other countries were all killed, and Zhao Yu was fortunate to have escaped the net. When he returns, the fact that Nansang massacred the envoys will be known to the world, and the fact that the divine soldiers are in Nansang will also be exposed. Very good."
He raised his eyes that were filled with tears of laughter, and looked at the delicate profile of the girl above him with a smile, "Sweet baby, don't you agree?"
Tianbao hummed.
Only the survivors know the truth about the massacre at the Nansang Palace.
If Nan Sang turns around and says that the crime was committed by people from the land of exile, the other countries will definitely believe it.
No one would think that they were wronged, and it would be useless even if people from Xiling and Yunqin came out to testify for them.
The other countries were already hostile to these people, and since Princess Xiling had gone with them, the other countries must have secretly classified Xiling and Yunqin as being in the same group as the Land of Exile.
But if Zhao Yu were there, the situation would be completely different.
There was no need for Zhao Yu to speak well of them. As long as he told the truth, the dirty water would not be thrown on them.
But Tianbao doesn’t care whether the reputation is good or bad, or whether it is innocent or not.
But she appreciated the kindness of her elders.
From the Imperial Garden to the gate of the Imperial Palace, one has to pass through various large and small palaces and landscape gardens, so the journey is not short.
With the hostages in hand, the group was able to travel unhindered.
Zhao Yu was a round ball, and his movements were very smooth. His legs and feet moved quickly and flexibly, and his fat body was trembling.
The moment I rushed out of the palace gate, I wanted to kneel down and thank the heavens, the earth, and my ancestors.
The emotions were so overwhelming that I hugged Lao Mo and wiped away my tears and snot.
At this time, the atmosphere in the entire Danyang City was still tense and depressing, with the sound of cranes crying in the wind.
The heavy troops outside the post station had not been withdrawn, and the people did not dare to approach. They could only hide far away and watch and speculate.
"Reporting to the commander, we have searched every corner inside and outside the inn, but those people are nowhere to be found. I'm afraid they escaped long ago!" The door of the inn opened, and a row of guards with swords filed out, bowing their heads and reporting to the man in silver armor standing at the door.
The silver-armored man's face was grim, his brows furrowed. "The city gates are closed. They can't escape even if they're not in the inn! All teams, listen to my order! Search every house along the streets immediately! We must find them as soon as possible!"
After the order was given, the search operation had just begun when movement was heard from the direction of the city gate, and at the same time several emergency flares for help rushed into the sky.
The man in silver armor's eyes flashed, and he rushed towards the city gate with his men.
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