Chapter 127: Palace Change 4 It’s best to be sensible and not stand in the way of the noble man...



Chapter 127: Palace Change 4 It’s best to be sensible and not stand in the way of the noble man...

Fang Yicheng waited until the man in black finished burying the person, threw away the shovel and turned to leave, then he jumped down from the tree with a "whoosh".

The branches trembled, and broken snow fell to the ground.

He picked up the shovel thrown by the man in black and hurried to dig the newly built grave. After a while, he dug up the unconscious Zhao Fu and dragged him out of the mud pit.

He pinched his Zhong, then stimulated his Xue points with his Zhen Qi, and finally woke him up slowly.

Zhao Fu was dazed when he opened his eyes. He looked at the strange man in front of him, then at the barren snowy land around him, and muttered, "Am I... am I dreaming?"

Fang Yicheng replied: "Your current situation is probably even worse than the dream."

"Who are you?"

"I am the one who saved your life."

"Where...where is this?"

"Mass grave."

Hearing the name "mass grave," Zhao Fu was startled awake. He quickly raised his head from the mud, looked around, and asked in a trembling voice, "How did we end up in this mass grave?"

"I'm afraid only you know the reason behind this." Fang Yicheng looked him over and asked, "Are you injured? Can you stand up on your own?"

Zhao Fu stretched his arms and legs. "I'm not injured." He touched his forehead, where the shovel had just struck him. "It's just...a slight headache, nothing serious."

The cold wind was howling and made him shiver.

He propped himself up on his elbows and struggled to stand up, brushed off the dirt on his body, and staggered two steps.

Fang Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Since there's nothing wrong, let's leave quickly."

Zhao Fu was still a little dazed: "Is... is it going back to the palace?"

"I'm taking you to meet my girl."

"May I ask who your girl is?"

"You'll find out when you go there."

Zhao Fu didn't dare to ask any more questions and followed Fang Yichen.

As the two men walked down the slope of the mass grave, they suddenly met the man in black who was returning.

When the man in black saw Zhao Fu who had come back from the dead, and Fang Yicheng beside him, he was stunned for a moment, and then with lightning speed, he shot out a dart from his sleeve, and with a "whoosh" sound, it went straight towards Zhao Fu's eyebrows.

Zhao Fu was so frightened that he froze for a moment, not knowing how to avoid it.

Fang Yicheng also drew his sword at lightning speed to block the dart. With a crisp "bang", the dart was bounced towards the tree next to him and pierced deeply into the trunk.

Zhao Fu looked at the dart in the tree trunk and was so scared that he was speechless.

If he hadn't blocked it just now, the dart would have pierced his head. He had a narrow escape.

Just as he was panicking, Fang Yicheng shouted, "If you don't know martial arts, get out of the way quickly."

Zhao Fu finally came to his senses and hurriedly bent down and went into the bushes on the other side.

The man in black had drawn his sword and was charging towards Fang Yicheng, who immediately took the attack.

The two men fought back and forth, with swords and spears flashing and murderous aura, making the mass grave in winter even colder and more brutal.

At the beginning, Fang Yicheng had a slight advantage, but because he had old injuries, he gradually became exhausted and was stabbed in the arm by the man in black.

The man in black said in a cold voice: "You'd better be sensible and don't block the way of the noble man."

Fang Yicheng asked in return, "I wonder which noble person I blocked your way?"

The man in black sneered: "You have such a worthless life, yet you still have the guts to inquire about the identity of a noble man? Prepare to die quickly." After he said that, he flew up and stabbed Fang Yicheng again.

The two of them fought again.

At this time, Zhao Fu, who was hiding in the bushes, was covered in cold sweat.

The voice of the man in black sounded so familiar that he could easily guess the other party's identity. He felt a chill in his spine. Could it be that today was a dead end?

The two people fighting splashed snowflakes, you retreat and I advance, or I retreat and you advance.

Fang Yicheng gritted his teeth and held on, but was not paying attention and was stabbed in the shoulder by the man in black again. Fortunately, it was not a fatal injury, so he could still fight.

The man in black would not give him a chance to fight. "Since you are so ignorant, I will take your worthless life." After saying that, he stabbed Fang Yichen's chest with the sword.

Fang Yicheng was exhausted from dealing with the situation and retreated step by step.

The black-clothed man's sword energy was fierce, and his speed of advance was much faster than his speed of retreat. He saw that the long sword had already touched his clothes, and he was about to be pierced by the sword...

He was in a panic for a moment, and even Zhao Fu in the bushes couldn't help but whisper, "It's over!"

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly came from the air and threw a stone. The stone was thrown with great force and hit the long sword of the man in black with a "bang". The man in black was shaken and almost dropped the sword in his hand.

Fang Yichen took the opportunity to escape and quickly dodged to the side.

The man in black was forced to withdraw his attack. He looked up and saw Xie Wuhen's stern face.

He was dressed in tight clothes, holding a sharp weapon, and slowly descended from a high altitude. He then sneered at the man in black: "It seems that you will have a fierce battle today." After that, he stabbed him with his sword without any hesitation.

His moves were decisive, brutal and murderous, forcing the man in black to retreat step by step and defend frequently. After several rounds, it was clear that the man in black was defeated.

He said to himself, "Oh no!" and turned around to flee.

Xie Wuhen chased him for a distance and then let him escape.

The fierce fight ended, and the desolate mass grave finally returned to peace.

Zhao Fu trembled as he emerged from the bushes. Upon seeing Xie Wuhen, he knelt down, weeping and saying, "Thank you so much, sir, for your timely intervention. Otherwise, my family and this young master would have… perished in this mass grave today."

Xie Wuhen helped him up and said, "Eunuch Zhao, you're welcome."

Zhao Fu wanted to understand what happened today.

Xie Wuhen raised his hand to stop him, then looked around and said, "It's not advisable to stay here for long. Let's talk later, eunuch."

Zhao Fu then bowed and replied, "We are at your service, sir."

Xie Wuhen finally looked at Fang Yicheng: "Are your injuries any problem?"

Fang Yicheng pretended to be disdainful: "It's just a minor injury, no problem."

Then he asked, "I wonder how Lord Shaoqing was able to appear at this mass grave in such a timely manner?"

He appeared here because he was following the carriage. Why did Xie Wuhen appear here?

Xie Wuhen replied coldly: "I don't need to explain my affairs to you."

He showed up in time because Su He sent someone to tell him that Zhao Fu had been taken out of the palace. The emperor's personal eunuch was taken out of the palace without anyone noticing, which was naturally a death sentence for him, so he naturally came to this mass grave.

But he didn't need to explain to Mr. Fang. Why should he explain to him?

Fang Yicheng also said sarcastically: "Master Shaoqing has such great authority."

He glanced at him and didn't bother to pay any more attention to him.

Then he told Zhao Fu: "Father, please follow me and leave."

Zhao Fu asked, "Where does Master Xie plan to take us?"

He replied, "Let's go to Ping'an Lane first."

Although Zhao Fu didn't know where Ping'an Lane was, he had no other choice at the moment and could only nod and say "OK".

Fang Yicheng had no objection, and the three of them left the mass grave one after another and headed for Ping'an Lane.

At this time, in the Tzu Chi Institute, Su He was leading a group of women and children to paste window flowers and couplets in the courtyard, and also hung big red lanterns under the eaves.

The New Year is just a few days away, so there must be an auspicious and festive atmosphere in this courtyard.

Uncle Qing is old and has never cared about these things. This year, since she is spending the New Year here, she naturally has to tidy up everything.

Therefore, when Xie Wuhen walked into the Tzu Chi Institute again, he was attracted by the "New Year atmosphere" in the institute. He seemed to have walked into the Chunhua Institute of that day.

During the Dragon Boat Festival that day, she had also decorated Chunhuayuan with such care and detail.

But now that the New Year is approaching, Chunhuayuan is deserted, but this place is extremely festive.

He felt indescribably lost for a moment.

A woman or child recognized him and called out, "Sir Shaoqing."

A few children also gathered around and called out in unison, "Sir Shaoqing" and "Brother Fang."

Su He hurried out upon hearing the noise. She saw him, then Zhao Fu, and finally Fang Yicheng. Seeing that he was injured, she casually asked, "Are you okay?"

He felt that her tone was full of concern, and he couldn't help but secretly clench his fists in his sleeves.

The man surnamed Fang replied, "Don't worry, young lady, it's just a minor injury."

Su He breathed a sigh of relief, then asked Chunlan to take Fang Yicheng to bandage his wound, and then led Xie Wuhen and Zhao Fu into the house and served them tea.

She bowed solemnly and said, "Greetings, my lord, and Eunuch Zhao."

Zhao Fu's expression froze the moment he saw Su He. "Sir, you've found your wife. That's great, that's great."

The news that Madam Shaoqing had run away from home had been a hot topic these days, so he naturally knew about it. In addition, Madam Shaoqing had visited the palace to meet the emperor once, so he naturally remembered what she looked like.

Xie Wuhen replied, "You have recognized the wrong person, sir. This is the princess born to Empress Duofu, not my wife."

Since Zhao Fu was a trustworthy person around the emperor, there was no need for him to hide it from him.

Zhao Fu was shocked when he heard this. He looked up at Su He and then at Xie Wuhen: "Really?"

Xie Wuhen answered simply: "Seriously."

"Then...then Madam Shaoqing..."

"My wife has been murdered."

Zhao Fu was stunned for a moment and said "Oh".

Hearing the word "murder", Su He pursed his lips slightly but did not refute.

Now that he had publicly confirmed that she was no longer his wife, she felt much more relieved.

In this way, there would be less unnecessary embarrassment between her and him.

Zhao Fu was still puzzled, "Then... the princess and Madam Shaoqing's facial features..."

He replied, "It's just a resemblance in appearance."

Zhao Fu said "Oh" again, and vaguely remembered that after the emperor summoned the Shaoqing's wife, he also ordered him to investigate the movements of her mother's family. Could it be because the lady looked like the princess?

He no longer had any doubts and quickly knelt down: "This old servant greets the princess."

Su He stepped forward and helped him up: "No need to be so polite, sir."

Zhao Fu was still filled with excitement. "Sir, you should hurry and report this to the Emperor. I wonder how happy he would be if he knew the princess had returned to the capital." He then started walking out of the house. "I will take you to see the Emperor right now."

Xie Wuhen did not move: "Eunuch, do you know why I left the palace so suddenly?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Fu stopped in his tracks, as if he suddenly realized his current situation.

He turned around and murmured, "I don't know why I left the palace. Has the master found out anything?"

Xie Wuhen replied, "To be honest, I went to see the Emperor, but the person guarding the gate of Weiyang Palace was your disciple. He said that the Emperor was suffering from a cold and it was inconvenient to summon him."

Zhao Fu murmured, "Is it Wang Xing'er?"

Then he shook his head: "Impossible, impossible. The emperor sent you out of the city to bring the princess back to the capital. Now that you have returned with the princess, the emperor would not fail to summon you even if he was seriously ill. Is there some misunderstanding here?"

Xie Wuhen replied, "I also felt something was amiss. Later, I heard that the eunuch had been taken out of the palace. I realized the danger, so I came to rescue him. I wonder if he knows what happened in the palace these past two days?"

Zhao Fu was confused: "Nothing happened, everything seems normal."

At last he paused again: "But we have recognized the man who just committed the crime at the mass grave."

Xie Wuhen asked: "Who is he?"

Zhao Fu replied, "He is the confidant of the Concubine Shu, his name is Chuanzi, and we recognize his voice."

When they heard the name "Empress Shufei", Xie Wuhen and Su He looked at each other in surprise.

They all thought of Bai Jinan, who was still alive.

Since Concubine Shu dared to assassinate the eunuch beside the emperor, the emperor must be under her control - she must have a weapon to control the overall situation, and that weapon might be Bai Jinan?

If this is the case, the emperor and the country will be in danger.

Su He couldn't help but ask, "Does the eunuch still remember what happened before leaving the palace?"

Zhao Fu took a deep breath and thought for a moment, "I remember it was yesterday at noon. I was serving the Emperor in the Weiyang Palace. Then, for some reason, I suddenly felt an unbearable abdominal pain. I asked the Emperor for leave and left, and asked my disciple Wang Xing'er to take over."

He paused at this point, "Later, my family went to the concubine's room. When I was leaving the concubine's room, I was suddenly hit by a club. When I woke up, I was buried alive today."

Su He and Xie Wuhen asked at the same time: "Who knocked you?"

Zhao Fu shook his head helplessly: "I didn't have time to see it clearly."

Xie Wuhen asked again: "My father-in-law has always been calm and steady, why did he suddenly have a stomachache?"

Zhao Fu sighed, "After lunch yesterday, Wang Xinger gave us a bag of fruit as a gift. We got greedy and ate a little too much..."

Xie Wuhen pondered for a moment and frowned slightly, "Is Wang Xing'er from Changle Palace?"

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