Chapter 187: Redress
The protrusions on it were tangled and intertwined, like the faces of fierce beasts, carved deeply into the fragile flesh.
Luo Yuxuan kept retreating. He suspected that he was hallucinating and kept looking back and forth.
The two people who looked almost identical were standing not far from him, one pair of eyes were calm, and the other pair of eyes were weathered by the wind and frost.
"Gather the jade... gather the jade..."
Luo Yuxuan didn't know where to retreat to. His face was dazed. He just turned his head to look at the man in palace maid's clothes, then quickly moved his gaze forward.
"You are not, you are not him... none of you are him!" Luo Yuxuan pulled out the arrow that had shot into his chest, blood spurting out, and he staggered to his feet.
Another sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a sharp arrow pierced through his arm from behind, nailing him to the stone pillar next to him.
Wen Yu pulled the bowstring with all his strength. He stood still, his brown pupils stained with dark ink, revealing a gloomy cruelty and hatred for no reason.
He put another arrow on the bow with dense feathers and aimed the tip at Luo Yuxuan.
Luo Yuxuan did not scream this time. His arm was pierced by a sharp arrow and blood was flowing down along the gap.
Luo Yuxuan's body was shaking, but he just looked ahead and kept laughing: "Shuoyu... look at yourself, how did you become like this? You are committing treason... do you know? Do you know!"
The hall was empty, and the fallen red candles lit up the fluttering curtains on the side. Luo Yuxuan's low laugh filled the room, circling and stimulating people's eardrums.
Shen Yu stood aside silently. He raised his eyes and looked forward, his gaze falling on the figure at the door.
He looked like him yet not like him. In just a few dozen days, he was wearing a military uniform and he seemed to have been reborn. His previous hunched and unsteady posture was completely gone.
Wen Yu acted as if he hadn't heard it. He shot another arrow, piercing Luo Yuxuan's left thigh bone.
"My country was destroyed long ago." Wen Yu threw down the bow and arrow in his hand. He looked closely at Luo Yuxuan, and for some reason, a sarcastic expression appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It was destroyed by you."
Luo Yuxuan's body was pierced with four or five holes by sharp arrows. He saw that the man with half a ghost face kept approaching him. After saying a few words, his face suddenly frowned.
"Shu Yu! I am Xuan Lin! I am the emperor! You killed the emperor and committed treason. You will be a sinner for all eternity in the future!" Luo Yuxuan said in a deep voice, "Even if I die, you will not have a good ending. Do you think Shengguo will let you go? No! No..."
Wen Yu looked at him coldly. He drew the sword from his waist. A cold light shone from the sword, reflecting his sharp features.
"Don't bother with that." Wen Yu strode forward, his eyes cold, and pointed an arrow at Luo Yuxuan's throat.
Luo Yuxuan's voice suddenly stopped. The tip of the long sword had already pierced the skin of his neck. He looked at Wen Yu with wide eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said dryly: "Yu Yu, on Chengyuan Mountain, nine thousand stone steps..."
Wen Yu froze.
He looked at the figure of the man in front of him, this face he had cursed and hated countless times in the middle of the night, and this face he had often seen a few years ago.
They had gone through so many hardships together, through icebergs and snowfields, through deserts and smoke-filled wilderness. They had walked together over roads that were who knows how long before they finally approached the throne.
But now, everything will be burned to ashes and turned into emptiness.
"On the Chengyuan Mountain, nine thousand stone steps, that was Xuan Lin, not you." There was a sudden force behind Wen Yu. The pale hand with blue veins grasped Wen Yu's wrist, and the thin rope rubbed his skin. Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled, and then the strength in his arm increased sharply.
The resistance in front of him increased several times. The sword pierced through the neck and pierced through the stone pillar, and a heavy sound like a heavy object falling to the ground was heard.
Wen Yu's fingers were stiff, and he looked forward. Xuan Lin still looked in disbelief when he died, and just stared at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Shuoyu, don't be afraid." The hand tightly grasped Wen Yu's palm. Shen Yu hugged him from behind and gently touched his fragile neck with the tip of his nose.
The hot breath irrigated Wen Yu's slightly cool skin. He raised his eyelids and looked at Xuan Lin's face in front of him. The throbbing discomfort gradually eased, and finally stopped slowly with the loss of some light.
"…come back with me."
The fire around them grew bigger and bigger, blocking the door of the hall and the only way in. The soldiers outside were noisy, screaming, shouting, and mixed together in a mess.
Wen Yu leaned back, closed his eyes, and spoke after a long while: "I won't let you live a hard life."
Shen Yu paused, his eyes burning for a moment, then he quickly lowered his eyelashes and smiled: "Okay."
It floated in the air, looking up at the sky in silence. It waved away the fire snakes that kept coming in, and hit Shen Yu's back hard, urging him to leave the secret passage quickly.
Shen Yu was not unaware of the situation. He said a few words to Wen Yu and then turned around and took him away. Xuan Lin's body was still there. Before leaving, Shen Yu glanced at him and threw the phoenix hairpin in his sleeve to the ground.
The fire climbed up, and thick smoke billowed out of the palace gate, forcing back the Shengguo troops who came to support. They were blocked outside the door, and could only vaguely see a few blurry figures inside through the thick smoke.
Those figures flashed past their eyes and disappeared quietly.
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In the 11th year of Cheng'an, Sheng State destroyed Yue. This battle ended the division that had lasted for nearly a hundred years and completed the great unification.
The body of Emperor Xuan Lin of Yue was left in the main hall. Because the fire in the hall was so fierce, by the time the soldiers put out the fire and entered, Xuan Lin's body had already been burnt to a black corpse with no distinguishable features.
The King of Sheng State did not care about the news of Emperor Yue's death. He ordered a thorough investigation of the entire Yue Palace to look for any trace of the evil queen Wen Yu.
Wen Yu once led his troops to break through the strategic pass of Yue State. Along the way, the King of Sheng State followed closely behind him. He witnessed many unknown deeds and also wanted to recruit Wen Yu into his army.
However, Wen Yu was cold and taciturn, and the king tried many times but ultimately failed to find an opportunity to interact with him more.
After the death of Emperor Yue, one of the phoenix hairpins of the evil queen Wen Yu fell to the ground. The king later sent people to search for it, and finally found another dead body in the secret passage. There were also burn marks on the body, and half of the cheek was covered with scars, and the outline of Wen Yu's facial features could be vaguely seen.
The king was greatly distressed upon seeing this. He thoroughly investigated the affair between Xuan Lin and Wen Yu, and focused on arresting the palace maids and eunuchs to interrogate them about the whole story.
Those palace servants who had not yet escaped from Kunning Palace all knelt on the ground. Under torture, they trembled and told everything that had been buried deep in the palace for these years.
After hearing this, the king remained silent.
After pondering for a few days, he wrote a letter to explain the injustice done to Wen Yu.
From then on, Wen Juyu's name was engraved on the stele of merit in Liyuan, alongside other sages of Sheng State.
And he is also the youngest university bachelor in the past hundred years.
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