Chapter 353 A Good Man
Beigong Yuyan could no longer speak, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she took her last breath unwillingly.
Die with eyes open.
"New Manor Master, please spare us, New Manor Master, please spare us. We were also harmed by the Third Prince. If you need us to, we can help you get rid of him..."
A group of officers and soldiers kowtowed frantically and begged for mercy.
"you……"
Yan Beichen's legs were shaking and his face was pale.
All his confidants had been sacrificed in the battle outside the city, and the remaining ones were just these misfits, who had absolutely no will to be loyal to the emperor!
After killing the person she wanted to kill the most, Xinyuerong was too lazy to care about these people anymore.
His expression was cold and disgusted.
"Do you think this manor owner loves killing people so much? It's so dirty! Get out!!!"
The group of people were in a panic and dispersed in an instant.
"Aunt, aunt, please let me go. I really don't know what Mother did. If you let me go, I will stay away from you and never appear in front of you again."
Seeing a slight sign of fatigue between Xinyuerong's brows, Xin Xuefu tightened her knife, "Mom, you take a rest, let me do it."
"Cousin, cousin, please forgive me, we are a family..."
"We are not from the same family. Your surname is Yan, so you must make way for the new monarch!"
Xin Xuefu kicked him into the dug pit.
Yan Beichen wanted to climb up, but his hand was pierced and a bleeding hole appeared.
He finally stopped pretending.
"Xin Yuerong! You bitch! Mother should have killed you earlier! And you, Xin Xuefu! You short-lived ghost, deserve to die in the pit!"
Xin Xuefu stood at the top of the pit, her gentle face wearing a harmless smile.
"God has his way. Scream, the louder you scream, the better it sounds."
"Crazy, crazy, you and your daughter are both crazy!"
"Yeah, that's a madman."
A hidden arrow shot into Yan Beichen's leg, and he knelt in the dirt.
Soon, the soil reached his chest, then his head, and finally, there was no more sound.
"You're not so lucky to be rescued. I'll be watching here until you're completely dead!"
"drive--"
In the distance, a man on horseback came galloping from the direction where the officers and soldiers disappeared.
The men were instantly alert.
Xin Xuefu shuddered inexplicably, feeling that the man's domineering posture was somewhat familiar.
"This man has such a strong aura!" Xinyue Rong said with narrowed eyes.
Then he ordered: "Retreat!"
"Auntie Xin, please stay—" the man shouted from afar.
Um?
Who is this?
"Mom, he is Yan Hu's son, Yan Meng." Xin Xuefu said with a tight voice and pursed lips.
Why are you here?
What does he want to do?
As he spoke, Yan Meng had already arrived, dismounted, and his eyes fell on Xin Xuefu's face before turning to Xin Yuerong.
"Auntie Xin, I am..."
"Looking for a girl!!!" Xinyuerong was unusually excited.
All the men were stunned.
It was Xing Hui who reminded him, "Master, he is the Great General of the Western Expedition, the Lion King!"
"Oh, yes, yes, Zhao Mei'er has made great progress!"
"Great, that's great, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, just like when he was a child!" Xinyue Rong looked at him like her own son and reached out to pat his shoulder hard.
sturdy!
Yan Meng hated this name so much!
But when I saw Xin Xuefu lowering her head and secretly suppressing her smile, I didn’t hate her so much anymore.
It's rare to see her smile, so it's worth it to be able to make her smile.
There was no time to reminisce about the past, so he hurriedly asked, "Aunt Xin, where is the Third Prince?"
Xin Xuefu's mouth curled up.
Xinyuerong pointed to the mound.
“Dig it out quickly!”
Yan Meng said this, picked up the shovel next to him and started digging.
"You want to save him?" Xin Xuefu asked in a stiff voice.
"It's not to save him, but the Lord sent me to ask him something."
Upon hearing that it was an important matter, Xinyuerong quickly ordered people to help.
But, after such a long time, that useless thing couldn’t hold its breath, so it must have died a long time ago, right?
When he was dug out, Yan Beichen was no longer showing any signs of movement.
Yan Meng slapped him hard on the back, and a lot of dirt fell from his face and nose.
"hiss--"
He opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes.
"Save...save, I'm here to save..."
"Yes, yes, I'm here to save you. I want to ask you, you've been fighting with the prince for so long, have you noticed anything wrong with him?"
“You, you are…”
"I'm here to save you! I'll save you if you say so! Hurry up and say it!" Yan Meng roared.
"Kill them..."
Yan Beichen had been holding his breath underground for a while, but his mind was still clear. He pointed at Xinyuerong and her daughter with a distorted face.
"Forget it, I won't ask anymore, let's bury it again!" Yan Meng stood up.
"I say, I say..."
Yan Beichen grabbed Yan Meng's trouser leg and said, "The father in the palace is fake! The one I killed is fake!"
Everyone was shocked.
"Are there any strange people around the prince?" Yan Meng asked immediately.
Strange people...strange people...
Yes, of course!
They are all very strange, even the prince is very strange!
"Beside him... roar... roar..."
Yan Beichen suddenly widened his eyes, covered his chest, and his throat made a "ho ho" sound like a broken bellows.
Yan Meng hit him hard on the back again.
It didn't work this time, Yan Beichen's face turned crimson purple.
Yan Meng investigated and investigated, and finally found out: it turned out that Yan Beichen had inhaled all the sand and soil into his lungs.
grass!
Short-lived ghost!
"Bury it again!"
Xing Hui immediately kicked the person back in.
I thought I had a chance to survive, but in fact I just saw the sun for the last time.
Yan Beichen stared with his eyes wide open, just like his mother, dying with his eyes open.
"Zhao Mei'er, oh no, I should call you General Yan." Xinyue Rong really liked Yan Meng's straightforwardness.
"Auntie Xin, don't be so polite. You and my mother are like sisters. Just call me Xiao Meng." Yan Meng was very respectful.
"Okay, Xiao Meng, tell your aunt what's going on?"
"Auntie Xin, the Lord suspects that there are people from Northern Mongolia around the Crown Prince. Now he wants to investigate how many foreigners have infiltrated the capital and where they are hiding."
So that's how it is.
"I have someone here who might know something."
"Who?"
"One of the prince's concubines. Oh, it's fake. She was really taken away by her. She took the concubine's title. The one who provided her with the human skin mask was my man. I don't know where that woman came from. She said she wanted to avenge her lover.
She would find an opportunity to leave the palace once a month to change her mask. I'll ask her next time she comes out."
"Thank you, Aunt Xin."
"Don't be polite, we are all serving the master." Xinyue Rong said with a smile.
"This place is not far from Crescent Villa. If Xiao Meng is not in a hurry, let's go have a quick meal and chat."
Yan Meng said respectfully: "I dare not refuse the invitation of the elders. There is still time for a meal."
Xinyuerong nodded happily.
Xin Xuefu helped her into the sedan chair, and Yan Meng lent a hand on the other side.
Xinyue Rong was even happier.
Along the way, Yan Meng rode a horse and walked slowly with the sedan chair. He was dressed in tight clothes and looked very elegant.
He is indeed a great man.
"Xiao Meng should be twenty-seven years old this year, right? He has never married or..." His wife died?
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