Chapter 121 Death News



Just as Chu Zhen said, at the morning court the next day, the emperor excitedly announced that he would set out for the winter hunt in Bauhinia Paddock in five days.

In the court, everyone was talking and laughing, discussing a good place for winter hunting.

Ever since the covetous neighboring country of Dongchen was eliminated, all the ministers in the court have spoken with a lot more ease.

Only Chu Chen looked in the direction of Chu Zhen with a somewhat difficult expression, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Chu Xuan turned around and looked Chu Chen up and down, and felt that this man was a little strange today. In the past, whenever he heard about such things, Chu Chen would jump up and down happily, but today he was abnormally silent.

After several rounds of discussion and various suggestions, the emperor simply waved his hand and gave Chu Xuan full authority to host the winter hunt.

After leaving the court, Chu Chen became more hesitant. He didn't know how to tell Chu Xuan about this matter.

Chu Zhen walked up to him with a smile on his face and said meaningfully, "Prince Su usually likes to be lively, so he must be happy now."

Then he raised his hand and patted Chu Chen's shoulder, the meaning of which was self-evident.

In the distance, Chu Xuan was still worried about Chu Chen. He shook off several ministers who came over to talk to him, walked quickly to Chu Chen, and pulled him away.

"What's wrong with you today? You look depressed. Are you not used to living in the mansion?" Chu Chen had been in his fiefdom before. This time, because of his contribution in the battle against Dongchen, he went to Beijing with Chu Xuan to receive the fiefdom.

Chu Chen felt even more sad when he heard this, but thinking of his mother who was still imprisoned by Chu Zhen, Chu Chen hardened his heart and said, "Brother, can you let me host the winter hunt? Since I was crowned king, I have not made any achievements, so I want to take advantage of this winter hunt to make father happy."

Chu Xuan was naturally happy to see his younger brother being so ambitious, and agreed without thinking: "Sure, if there is anything you don't understand, come to Ye Wang Mansion to find me."

The winter hunt was finally scheduled for Purple Mountain. Due to the cold weather, travel was inconvenient, and the female relatives of each mansion were eventually exempted from accompanying the hunt.

After a long and dusty journey, they arrived at the palace in Zijin Mountain. After a night's rest, the winter hunt began early the next morning.

Chu Chen rode his horse all the way, following behind Chu Xuan, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Before entering the mountain, Chu Zhen sent someone to deliver a letter and a lock of Han Jieyu's hair. There were only four big words on the letter: Wait for good news.

Thinking of this, Chu Chen tightened his grip on the bow and arrow, and looked with dark eyes at Chu Xuan who was about to arrive.

Since entering the mountain, Chu Chen has intentionally or unintentionally left the people behind him behind. Now, there are only him and Chu Xuan around, and there is a steep slope not far away.

Chu Chen gritted his teeth secretly, and his hand uncontrollably picked up an arrow and slowly raised it, with the tip of the arrow pointing directly at Chu Xuan's heart.

Chu Xuan, who was riding a horse in front, felt something coming from behind him, so he turned around to avoid it.

But by the time he realized it, the arrow had already left the string and was in front of him in the blink of an eye. Chu Xuan had no choice but to use all his strength to turn sideways, trying to avoid the vital points.

The arrow pierced Chu Xuan's shoulder blade and he fell off his horse.

Chu Chen had already calculated the position before he took action. The place where he fell off his horse was a steep slope. Chu Xuan was seriously injured and could not save himself at all. He could only watch himself roll down.

The mountains here are high and the forests are dense, and it is a cold winter. Chu Xuan is seriously injured. Even if he doesn't die from the fall, he will surely freeze to death here.

Everything was realized step by step according to Chu Chen's plan.

Chu Zhen was right. Chu Xuan was completely unprepared for him, which allowed him to hit him with one strike.

Chu Chen's eyes were filled with tears. He stumbled off the horse and walked to the place where Chu Xuan fell. He murmured, "Brother, I'm sorry. I really am... I really have no choice... I was forced to do this. I don't want to hurt you, but now that things have come to this, there is no turning back..."

Chu Chen felt sad, but for the sake of his mother, he had no choice but to go on.

Chu Chen had a blank expression on his face, and turned to look deep into the woods: "Go back and tell King Ning that Chu Xuan is dead. I hope he will keep his promise and release my mother."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Chu Chen slowly raised his hands and blew out a breath, it was very cold.

It will probably not be long before the news of Chu Xuan's death reaches Chu Zhen's ears. This forest is filled with Chu Zhen's men, all secretly monitoring him. If he does not take action, I'm afraid today will not end well.

Chu Chen's guess was right. At the other end of the woods, Chu Zhen rode on his horse with a solemn oath. He listened to his subordinates' report and smiled complacently: "Humph, deep brotherly love? It's because his mother gave up Chu Xuan. Seal the news first, and send people to surround the Night Palace in the capital. Don't let that bitch Lu Yanluo come out to ruin my good deeds! If she breaks in by force, she will be killed without mercy."

In the capital, the Night King's Palace.

Lu Yanluo was wearing a cloak and sitting in the yard with Chu Yuan, making a snowman, and she was distracted from time to time.

Ever since returning from the northern border, she always felt that there was something between her and Chu Xuan, and they hadn't spoken to each other alone for several days.

Lu Yanluo sighed, feeling inexplicably flustered.

"Princess! Something bad has happened!" The guards of the palace ran over in a hurry with serious expressions.

Lu Yanluo's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively knew something was wrong: "What happened?"

The guard knelt on the ground with a plop. When he looked up again, tears were already falling: "Princess, there is news from Purple Mountain that the prince... the prince has died..."

Lu Yanluo was shocked when she heard this. She grabbed the guard and asked in disbelief, "What did you say? Who died? What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Princess, it's true. Something has happened to the prince. What should we do?" The guards had already panicked when they heard that Chu Xuan was dead.

Lu Yanluo shook her head slowly: "No, Chu Xuan will not die so easily, there must be something wrong here, I want to go to Zijin Mountain to find out!"

How could Chu Xuan die? She hasn't forgiven him yet, how could he just die like this!

At this moment, Lu Yanluo finally felt what it felt like to have a broken heart.

For some reason, Lu Yanluo thought of the lonely figure on the top of Lidu City Tower. She thought, if at that time, when Chu Xuan asked her if she really forgave him, she had answered yes, would she not regret it so much now?

She didn't dare to think about how dark her life would be if Chu Xuan was no longer in her life.

Lu Yanluo walked quickly to the door and asked someone to prepare the horses, but when she got closer, she found that the guards at the door had been tied up.

Outside the door, a group of soldiers glared and surrounded the door tightly.

Lu Yanluo's face darkened and she was about to walk out.

"Stop." A man held a sword in front of him and stopped Lu Yanluo: "Where are you going, Princess?"

Lu Yanluo said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you act so presumptuously in front of the gate of Ye Wang Mansion!"

The man snorted, "I am a soldier from the palace of His Royal Highness Prince Ning. I am here to protect the princess and the prince on His Royal Highness' orders."


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