They have been waiting
Seeing the palace gate glittering in the sun from afar, Jiang Jingyuan was about to walk over quickly when a slightly hot wind suddenly blew from behind him.
Why does this feeling seem so familiar... Jiang Jingyuan's body, mind and spirit suddenly became numb. She didn't even want to look back. In fact, she continued to walk towards the palace gate without stopping.
"ah……"
A familiar voice came from behind him on the wind.
Jiang Jingyuan didn't stop moving, but her steps became faster and faster. There was a breeze between the fluttering hems of her clothes, and the gold thread embroidered on the hems shone brightly in the sunlight as she walked.
A low chuckle suddenly rang in her ears, and Jiang Jingyuan's eyelids jumped. No matter how reluctant she was, she knew that this person was definitely following her. Thinking of this, Jiang Jingyuan had to stop and turned silently to look at the fiery red figure beside her.
Jiang Jingzhao, leading the tall, blazing horse, walked slowly beside her. When he saw her turn her gaze, he raised the corner of his mouth and said hello, "Long time no see, Your Highness Changsheng."
Jiang Jingyuan glanced at her indifferently, nodded, then turned and left.
Surprisingly, Jiang Jingzhao didn't rush to catch up or stop her. As soon as Jiang Jingyuan stepped out of the palace gate, she heard Jiang Jingzhao's voice, not loud but very clear, behind her: "Your Highness Changsheng, please tell them that the sky is high and the sea is vast. Don't come to me for anything."
“……?”
Jiang Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, then he was completely bewildered: "If you want to say something, just tell them yourself, why should I help you convey it?"
But she had no interest in stopping and turning around to debate these trivial matters with Jiang Jingzhao, so she just walked away without saying a word.
…………
That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The sky was a rich, dark blue, quiet and dreamy, rather than dull and gray.
“Pah…”
A white hand dropped down, with three fingers holding a small, simple brass cup. It fell to the ground and rolled twice, spilling the warm and sweet sake.
The sweet aroma of wine overflowed, instantly permeating the layers of curtains and spreading faintly outwards...
early morning.
The dark sky gradually turned gray. The birds on the treetops whispered for a while, then looked up and saw the bright rising sun, and then they let out clear, loud and long cries.
Inside the magnificent imperial palace.
The palace servants lowered their heads and walked out of the palace gate silently. Only when the heavy door was closed behind them did they turn their heads and look in the direction behind them - after all, they were still close and filial. For so many days, the King of Qi was the only one who stayed here day and night without taking off his clothes.
There were no lights on inside the tightly closed palace, only the dim light from outside the window made the furnishings inside dim. A figure with a purple face sat quietly beside the bed, holding a soup bowl in one hand and looking down at the old and withered man lying flat on the bed in front of him.
"Have you had enough to drink?" Jiang Jingzong asked calmly and indifferently.
Only the head was exposed from among the layers of thick and soft bedding. On the face covered with wrinkles, the yellow and turbid eyes with half-closed eyelids did not move, as if they did not hear what he said.
The old emperor did not reply for a long time, and slowly closed his eyes. He just opened his cracked lips, and the yellow and black medicine soup flowed out from the corner of his mouth, instantly wetting a piece of quilt.
Jiang Jingzong didn't get a response, but he was neither anxious nor annoyed. He just looked at the head in front of him calmly.
Inside the huge and magnificent palace, the smell of medicine, decay, and even an indescribable stench mixed together... The palace servants who came to serve on weekdays were almost all preoccupied with their own thoughts, so they forced themselves not to vomit. Jiang Jing had been sitting here for a long time without showing any discomfort on his face.
Jiang Jingzong calmly moved his gaze away from the old emperor's face. He did not wipe the yellow and black medicine soup flowing out of the old emperor's mouth, but slowly put the medicine bowl in his hand down on the table beside him.
Suddenly, the old emperor, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes angrily and glared at the person beside him with sharp eyes.
However, when he cast his majestic and sharp gaze over, he was met with a pair of extremely calm and faintly cold silver-gray eyes.
Under the thick bedding, the old emperor's aged and withered figure shrank for a moment, and then he seemed to have thought of something, as if he wanted to defend his own dignity. His eyes widened in anger, and he suddenly opened his mouth to yell something, but he could only make a violent and hoarse sound of "ho...ho ho..."
Jiang Jingzong remained indifferent.
The old emperor instantly grew even more furious, his hands, pinned down by layers of quilts, thrashing frantically. He squirmed furiously within the cocoon-like covers, as if desperately trying to break free...
But for a long time, he was still suppressed by the heavy quilt - he didn't know whether it was because the quilt was too heavy or he was too weak.
"Ho, ho, ho..."
The old emperor slammed the bed with his hands under the quilt, and finally gave up struggling powerlessly. He gasped heavily and stared at the purple-clothed figure sitting quietly beside him with his yellow eyes.
Under the old emperor's angry gaze, Jiang Jingzong slowly stood up from the stool.
Then……
He suddenly lunged forward, his hands fiercely pinching the old emperor's slimy neck. Jiang Jingzong's facial features seemed to be distorted by extreme anger and pain. Tears streamed down his face, and a low growl came from his throat, clearly suppressing some extremely strong emotion:
“Why why why why why why why!!! Go to hell! Go to hell die die die die die!!! Why why why—”
Unexpectedly, he suddenly attacked. The old emperor's eyes showed fear. He wanted to dodge but his neck was stuck. The old emperor's face twisted instantly. He opened his mouth wide to try to breathe in the air from the outside. The hands and feet under the quilt tried to hit him frantically, but they only made the heavy wooden bed make a "bang bang bang" sound.
"Bang, bang, bang... bang, bang..."
The round stool beside the bed fell over, and the layers of heavy quilts covering the old emperor slipped off.
The old emperor made a hoarse sound in his throat and reached out to pull Jiang Jingzong's hands that were pinching his neck, but he couldn't move them. The old emperor suddenly became furious and struggled and rolled on the bedding like a mad dog, waving his arms and hitting Jiang Jingzong wildly.
"Bang, bang, bang... bang, bang..."
Jiang Jingzong gritted his teeth, scalding tears falling from his reddened eyes, but he didn't loosen his grip. His silver-grey eyes stared intently at the old, withered face before him, as if he wanted to tear it apart!
Why why why why by what why by what——
Go to hell!!!
"Bang, bang, bang... bang, bang..."
In the dim light coming in from the window, a large, soft, gray shadow with blurred edges stretched across the heavy wooden bed and the ground. The shadow twisted and squirmed rapidly, and the details could not be seen clearly. It only felt as if two hazy figures were fighting frantically.
"Bang!" The old emperor finally broke free from the restraints of his veiny hands and fell to the ground like a dead fish. His face flushed red, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment. He "grunted" and gasped for breath as he desperately crawled towards the palace door.
Just as the old emperor was yelling "Ah Ah" towards the tightly closed palace door, with a "clang" sound, a dagger suddenly pierced his left leg and nailed it to the ground.
The hilt of the dagger trembled, and a faint buzzing sound was emitted...
“Aa ...
The old emperor screamed in fear, trying to attract the attention of the palace servants outside the hall.
A figure of Tengluo Zi swiftly passed through the gray hall. A white hand grabbed a dagger, and blood splattered everywhere. Jiang Jingzong stepped forward with his left foot, and stood firmly. With his right hand, he grasped the dagger and stabbed at the shrunken head on the ground!!!
"Bang!" Amidst the bright white light, a small jade bead flew out and hit the wrist of Jiang Jingzong's right hand holding the dagger, making a sound like the collision of steel and iron.
The dagger suddenly slipped out of his hand and his fair wrist was bent, but Jiang Jingzong didn't care at all. He just stared at the open palace door with full vigilance.
The tassels of the gold chain and red rope woven with five golden Five Emperors' coins swayed gently. The visitor had a smile on his face and covered his mouth with one hand holding up the wide black sleeve embroidered with silver thread. Jiang Jingjian slowly put down his hand and walked in with a serious face.
Behind him, Rong Yejin, Lian Xiangsheng... overlapping figures, familiar and unfamiliar, followed closely behind him...
The palace servants outside the palace had already left, and no one would be guarding outside the palace these days... Jiang Jingzong looked at the group of people in front of him and thought coldly in his heart: "They have been waiting for me to take action..."
Sit back and wait...?
Isn't that the defense? A smile flashed in Jiang Jingjian's eyes, but then he set his face, solemnly but with a hint of sadness, and said, "Fourth Brother, are you crazy?! Concubine Le drank the poisoned wine herself, how could you harbor resentment and kill my father?! If we hadn't arrived in time today, the consequences would be disastrous!!!"
"You f**king bastard..." Even though he was facing such an unfavorable situation, Jiang Jingzong couldn't help but curse in his heart as he looked at the black-clothed man in front of him, whose mouth kept rising and falling again and again, "You f**king bastard, damn, you are so pretentious..." You are pretending like this, does Jiang Jingyuan know??!
Jiang Jingjian covered his face with his sleeves, his body trembling, and he seemed to be extremely sad.
Rong Yejin, standing behind him in a fiery red official robe, was well-versed in this kind of situation. He immediately took over his words and acted like the villain, frowning and sternly shouting, "Come here, capture the traitor King Qi!"
Seeing the generals in the crowd walk out one after another, and hearing the sound of large footsteps approaching from afar, Jiang Jingzong's eyes became fierce, and he kicked the ground with his feet, rushing towards the direction of the palace gate like an arrow.
A group of civil officials immediately moved away, leaving behind a group of strong and burly military officers standing in front of the palace gate like a solid wall.
However, the vine-colored figure paused, and at some point in its left hand, it picked up a long sword and stabbed at the old emperor who was crawling madly on the ground.
This old guy must die!!!
The old emperor seemed to have realized something in an instant, and he roared "ho ho" and crawled forward desperately using his hands and feet!
Jiang Jingzong, who was holding the long sword, seemed to have thought of something in an instant. He hesitated for a moment, and then he stabbed the old emperor's waist and abdomen from the back!
They had completely anticipated this… Whether it was that I would attack again or my hesitation just now… Jiang Jingzong raised his eyes with an unpleasant expression as he looked at Jiang Jingjian standing in front of the generals, cursing in his heart: "Jiang Jingjian or Jiang Jingsui, both have such dirty hearts…"
At this moment, accompanied by the old emperor's sharp screams, Jiang Jingjian said with great sorrow: "You are stubborn and refuse to change. Fourth brother, how did you become like this..."
Jiang Jingzong's expression instantly twisted and became ferocious:
"Jiang Jingjian, you..."
“Ahhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
Before Jiang Jingzong could finish his words, the old emperor's howls of pain, each one sharper than the last, drowned out all the sounds inside and outside the palace.
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