Imperial capital.
"You didn't find anything? Okay... step back... keep watching..."
Chu Aotian waved to the secret guards, and they retreated swiftly. Their speed and martial arts skills were astonishing.
He cursed:
"It's useless to show off your high level of skills here to whom? I told you to keep an eye on King Xiaoyao, but you can't even detect anything unusual."
Finally, one more sentence:
"big eater!"
"No hurry." Chu Li stood by the window, looking at the autumn scenery in the courtyard outside the palace. "After all, Uncle Xiaoyao has eaten twenty years more than us. When my father was alive, he never doubted him, let alone us?"
How easy is it to catch him by the braid?
But she had a hunch that King Xiaoyao was not as simple as he seemed, and he must be hiding something.
Chu Aotian grabbed his face anxiously:
"Ninth sister, I'm so anxious. It feels like I know there's something wrong with him, but I have no evidence. I can only stare at him helplessly."
"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
Chu Li twirled her fingertips lightly, lowering her eyes thoughtfully:
"He is an old fox, but Princess Minghua is about the same age as us. She is not as deep as King Xiaoyao. Why not try with her?"
Chu Aotian hurriedly walked over: "Ninth sister means..."
"Last time, Princess Minghua sent someone to assassinate me. She wanted to kill me. She liked the Regent..."
Princess Minghua entered the palace again.
She often came to pay her respects to Concubine Xin and would stay there for two or three hours before leaving the palace.
The same is true today.
However, on the way out of the palace, he happened to see the emperor and Xie Wanyue walking side by side not far away, and the sound of their conversation came into his ears:
"Aunt, how is Uncle Royal doing these days... When is he going to return to the capital... Aunt..."
Chu Minghua stopped suddenly.
This name, these two words, when they entered her ears, were as sharp as needles, causing a slight anger to suddenly rise in her eyes.
shameless!
whore!
Not only did she have no matchmaker or engagement, she also claimed to be the Princess Regent, but she also instigated the Emperor to call her "Imperial Aunt". She really thought she had married into the Regent's Palace!
She stood there, staring at the two men's backs as they walked away, her angry nails almost digging into her palms.
Leave the palace.
Return home.
"Father!"
She pushed the door open and saw King Xiaoyao playing with a bird in a cage, looking very leisurely. Her eyes turned red, and she could no longer hold back her grievances:
"Father, how long are we going to live here? When I entered the palace today, I saw that shameless little bitch Xie Wanyue trying to please the Emperor and even cling to the Regent. I wanted to strangle her to death!"
King Xiaoyao teased the bird calmly and said with a smile:
"She has a good relationship with the Emperor, so there is no need to try to please her."
"What's the meaning?"
Because...she is the Ninth Prince.
She had a very good relationship with the emperor and the regent.
King Xiaoyao laughed deeply, without explaining, and leisurely hung up the bird cage, "I know your intentions towards the Regent, don't worry."
"Father, how can your daughter not be anxious?"
Chu Minghua's eyes were red, and he stepped forward aggrievedly, "Then what qualifications does Xie Wanyue have to compare with me?"
"Just bear with it for a while."
"My daughter couldn't stand it."
"Even if you can't bear it, you have to bear it." King Xiaoyao looked out the window with a deep light in his eyes, "It won't be long before the situation in this imperial capital will change..."
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In the deep darkness of the forest, where no one is aware of it, a huge army is lurking silently.
While the people were farming as usual, the merchants were busy as usual, the officials and everyone were busy with their own affairs as usual, no one noticed that the late autumn wind was already carrying blood.
The storm is coming.
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Southern Xinjiang.
Since the departure of King Yin, there has been no further war in Southern Xinjiang and the army is leaderless. Logically speaking, this is a good opportunity to retake the territory, but Tuoba Mo's presence distracts Qin Muyu.
"Uncle, when will father come to pick me up?"
"Uncle, my father is a man of his words. If he says he will give you Southern Xinjiang, he will definitely give it to you."
"uncle……"
Qin Muyu had become a taciturn person since some time ago, especially when facing Tuoba Mo, his indifference made him seem even more noble and cold.
Leaving Tuoba Mo chattering there, he held the dagger in his hand and skillfully skinned a rabbit.
"Uncle, are you good friends with my father?"
"no."
"Then why are you willing to help father look after me?"
Qin Muyu lowered his head to peel the rabbit and did not answer.
"Uncle, when will father come back?"
"He's not coming back."
"Why?"
"He doesn't want you anymore."
Tuoba Mo was slightly startled. He had been squatting obediently beside him, watching him peel the rabbit, but suddenly he stopped talking. When Qin Muyu looked up, he met his clear and rosy eyes. Somehow, his heart tightened.
I was distracted for half a second, and the tip of the knife scraped against the slippery rabbit skin and pierced my fingertips.
"hiss!"
"Uncle, why are you so careless!" Tuoba Mo looked anxious and quickly took out a small handkerchief from his sleeve and wrapped his hand.
The bright red blood quickly soaked the sky blue handkerchief.
A very long cut...
However, Qin Muyu didn't seem to feel any pain. Instead, there was a buzzing in his head and an ominous premonition came to his heart.
The next moment.
"Major General!"
Wang Heng opened the curtain and rushed in. He was about to say something, but when he saw Tuoba Mo standing beside him, he swallowed it back.
Qin Muyu stood up and said, "You two come in and take Ah Mo to Miss Sangsang to play."
"yes."
After the two soldiers took Tuoba Mo away, Wang Heng strode forward and said:
"Major General, the Nanman regime is in turmoil, a mutiny has occurred, and King Yin is dead!"
Qin Muyu suddenly raised his head: "What did you say!"
King Yin...
Dead?
"His personal guard was seriously injured and returned to the southern border alone. He is waiting outside the camp!"
Qin Muyu's eyes flashed, and he accidentally knocked the dagger and rabbit off the table, which fell to the ground with a clang. He seemed not to hear them and ran out.
"Xiao Jue!"
"Major General Qin!"
Xiao Jue covered his arm, his face pale as paper, staggered a few steps and knelt on one knee, "Five days ago, I returned to the capital with my master and elite soldiers. The princess had already seized power and threatened to kill more than 300 people in the Yin Palace."
"In order to protect his mother's spirit tablet and ashes, the master was shot by several arrows and fell into the moat. Even his body has not been found!"
They... lost!
"What do you mean we haven't even found the body? If we haven't found it, then he's not dead yet!"
Xiao Jue's eyes were red:
"The moat is swift and tens of meters deep. The water in late autumn is icy cold. The master was hit by seven arrows and was seriously injured..."
Even if the gods came down, it would be difficult to save it.
What's more, he sent tens of thousands of people to search downstream of the moat, but they couldn't find it at all.
More importantly, he didn't have the chance to find it.
The princess has gained great power and ordered the killing of King Yin's former subordinates and the elimination of dissidents. He also escaped all the way here!
Xiao Jue endured the pain from his wound, and with difficulty took out the thing he had been protecting in his arms, and presented it with both hands:
"The master's last wish before his death was to entrust the young master to General Qin... and Southern Xinjiang... The master said, General Qin, I will give it back to you."
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