Chapter 343: The Skinny Horse from Yangzhou Sent to Disrupt the Country (Part 2)
But before Shi Yanqing could make a move, someone else took the initiative to do it for him.
......Shi Wenjin.
This time, Shi Wenjin's methods were terrifyingly fierce.
He changed his lukewarm attitude from last time.
As soon as he entered the East Palace, he took drastic measures.
Like a ferocious beast, he showed no mercy.
He was unstoppable all the way, and in the end, he forced the emperor to abdicate and overthrew the dynasty.
Looking at the late emperor's eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief when he fell, Shi Yanqing felt extremely happy in his heart.
The late emperor considered himself a spectator, and everything in the world was under his control.
However, he never expected that this time it would be completely the opposite—
They were the real jokers, and he was just a clown who was fooled.
only......
Shi Yanqing looked at Shi Wenjin.
Shi Wenjin's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, calm and without any trace of cowardice.
On the contrary, it reveals the aura of an emperor who has experienced many vicissitudes of life and controlled the world for many years.
He has a sharp insight that allows him to see through everything and know everything clearly.
With just one glance, Shi Yanqing realized that the person standing in front of him was not just Shi Wenjin.
Instead, it was Emperor Wenjin who had been on the throne for twenty years.
The stare between them was extremely terrifying.
Shi Yanqing couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that he was not the only one who was favored by fate.
Shi Yanqing suddenly recalled that he found himself back in time twenty years ago.
It quickly became clear that two things were most important:
The first thing is to find Qingwu.
The second thing is to find Shi Wenjin and Shi Qijin.
He first found Shi Qijin.
At that time, Shi Qijin was just a half-grown child.
He has the eyes of a wolf cub.
He was thrown directly into a den of wild beasts by the late emperor, and left to fight for his own life in this cruel environment.
The cold wind of late autumn was howling, bringing with it a hint of chill. The solemn and murderous atmosphere was like a thick haze, covering the broken walls of the Colosseum, making people feel endless depression and fear.
When he was young, Qi Jin's bony fingers tightly grasped a rusty dagger. The dagger seemed a little out of place in his hand, but he refused to let go as if he had grabbed the last straw.
There were still dried blood stains between his fingers, obviously he had just been in a fight.
Shi Yanqing took a look and for some reason did not eradicate the problem completely.
Shi Qijin was still young and didn't have the ability to do that. The dark red bloodstains seemed to be telling of the thrilling fight he had just experienced.
Shi Yanqing stood not far away, watching all this with indifference.
Shi Qi Jin stared at the beast in front of him with his bloodshot eyes, without any fear.
But looking at his aggressive and ferocious appearance, it seems that he has no memory and is not the invincible King of Zhenbei.
Only the most primitive instinct remains - survival.
For some unknown reason, he did not immediately eliminate Shi Qijin completely.
Perhaps it was because Shi Qi Jin was still too young and did not have the ability at all, so he posed no threat to him.
Perhaps he was thinking of how Qi Jin served Qing Wu last time.
Or maybe it was because he thought that he was now full of confidence and had all the advantages, so Shi Yanqing finally let him go.
And maybe...
It is for the checks and balances that are hidden in our hearts and that we are unwilling to admit.
Shi Yanqing didn't know that the wolf cub behind him was so young, but could defeat all the beasts.
Shi Qi Jin is not a wolf cub, but a wolf king who fights bloody battles.
As for Shi Wenjin...
Although Shi Wenjin was in such a harsh environment as the cold palace and suffered so much bullying, he still lived tenaciously.
Doing it again, Shi Yanqing was really a little surprised. He quietly increased the intensity of his torture on Shi Wenjin.
The pain of bamboo whips whipping my body, the gravel in the rotten rice, the arrows shot from the dark alley...
Instead of defeating him, these tortures became Shi Wenjin's "stepping stone".
After being seriously injured, Shi Wenjin seized a great opportunity.
He deliberately fainted in the imperial garden. His pale face and shocking scars all over his body successfully attracted the attention of the late emperor.
In this way, Shi Wenjin attracted the attention of the late emperor earlier than last time.
He was named the crown prince earlier.
The late emperor seemed to be more interested in this prince, who had become cruel after experiencing countless hardships.
Shi Yanqing narrowed his eyes.
really.
This scheming person...
The bullied man before pretended so well that even he was almost deceived and didn't dare to attack him easily.
Shi Yanqing's face turned ashen.
As expected, he still hated Shi Wenjin the most.
But Shi Wenjin shouldn’t be too happy too soon, because it’s not just Shi Yanqing standing in front of him.
Instead, he was the regent who had held sway over the government for more than twenty years.
Qingwu, he has decided to marry her.
Even if it costs everything.
Shi Wenjin could not touch Shi Yanqing's power.
The wedding was as grand as a coronation ceremony.
The ten-mile-long street was covered with bright red makeup, like a sea of red. A sedan chair carried by eight people slowly moved forward amid the deafening sound of drums and music.
Shi Yanqing himself paid for Qingwu's dowry, which, together with the betrothal gifts, belonged to Qingwu.
He also found a famous and promising old duke as Qingwu's maiden family.
Shi Yanqing finally married the Regent Princess he had always dreamed of.
No throne, but pure charm...
His life is complete.
Looking at the beautiful bride in her phoenix coronet and bridal robe, Shi Yanqing felt as if he was immersed in a beautiful dream.
really......
The dream of getting what one wants is so beautiful that Shi Yanqing fainted after the wedding night.
......
When Qingwu slowly woke up, what she smelled was no longer the familiar agarwood, but a strong ambergris.
The person standing before her was not the regent she was familiar with who had given her everything.
But he looked like an emperor with an extremely gentle face.
The deep love in his eyes made Qingwu frightened.
This kind of love, so intense that it was almost crazy, seemed to want to devour her...
The regent princess was forcibly taken into the palace by the king.
After the wedding at the Regent's Palace.
It caused a bloody storm.
But along with the Regent, who came with blood on his sword, came the King of Zhenbei who had just returned victorious.
Green smoke billowed from the bronze crane incense burner in front of the vermilion palace gate. Shi Qijin's black brocade boots ruthlessly crushed the broken jade on the ground. The splashed snow and dark red blood stains intertwined, and hideous flowers bloomed on the blue bricks.
Behind him, the iron-clad guards formed a neat goose formation. Their presence cut the moonlight into sharp blades, revealing a suffocating pressure.
In the distance, a burst of rapid horse hooves sounded from afar, and the twelve palace lanterns swayed in the night wind, barely illuminating the blood-stained silver-scale armor of the King of Zhenbei.
His battle robe is stained with blood, and he is the invincible wolf king.
Shi Qijin stared at Shi Wenjin with a serious look, demanding that Shi Wenjin hand over Qingwu.
Shi Qi Jin's gaze was as deep as a cold pond, and the words that came out of his mouth were cold and firm: "Hand over Qing Wu!"
Shi Qi Jin arrived even faster than Shi Yanqing, and then Shi Yanqing came hurriedly.
Shi Wenjin's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a slight smile.
It seems that the three of them...
It's not just the three of them.
If they had the chance to do it again, they would still fight over it and embrace the treasure once again.
So...who is the final winner this time?
While the three were confronting each other, Qingwu was sleeping peacefully in the emperor's bedroom.
When she heard the faint sound of fighting outside the window, her eyelashes trembled.
Qingwu seemed to sense the unusual movement in the outside world, but she did not wake up. Instead, she gently turned over and buried her beautiful face in the soft pillow embroidered with a pattern of auspicious crane holding a zhi.
Covering the slightly upturned corners of her mouth.
Doing it again, this time the family dynasty is still so interesting...
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