The unstable regime was the best time for them to seize the throne. However, they were delayed here in order to find the antidote, which made them very crazy.
Although they had agreed in the palace that they would ask Murong Xue for the antidote as soon as they came out, it would be the best if she gave it to them, but if she didn't, they would immediately return to Fengling Pass and use cannons to attack the people until Baili Xiao gave them the antidote.
But this was his last resort. At this moment, Murong Qingyun still firmly believed that with over 400,000 troops and a hundred cannons at his disposal, he would not lose this war no matter what. So, he argued with Murong Yan again, insisting on staying here and waiting for Murong Xue to come out and get the antidote before leaving.
Murong Yan had no choice but to wait with him. So the two of them had no choice but to return to the house where they had been hiding.
I don’t know if it was because they were irritable or what, but after leaving the palace, Murong Qingyun and Murong Yan could hardly do anything. They could only stay in bed all day, and their bodies needed them all the time.
It doesn't mean that they have to do it more than ten or twenty times a day. In fact, they still only need to do it three or four times, four or five times a day. However, it takes two hours each time instead of just over a quarter of an hour before.
There are only 12 hours in a day. If they do it three or four times a day, that would take up 6 to 8 hours. How would they have time to do other things?
Moreover, as time went by and their strength grew, their lower bodies became more and more rotten. In addition, the injuries inflicted by Concubine Duan had never healed, and now the rotten area had spread from the bottom to the buttocks and even the back, making them afraid to sleep lying down.
Finally, just when the conflict between the two was about to break out, Concubine Duan was finally buried.
That night, upon hearing that Prince Rui and Princess Rui had returned home, Murong Qingyun and Murong Yan could not wait even a quarter of an hour and immediately went out.
As soon as he stepped outside, he heard the sound of gongs and drums. People also came out one after another, hanging lanterns, giving the impression of a city that never sleeps. The entire city of Jinling was bustling with activity. Murong Qingyun, who had lived here for many years, felt that even the Lantern Festival might not be as lively as today.
"My dear brother, may I ask if there is any good news? Why is the street so bustling?"
The closer you get to the imperial city, the more lively it becomes, especially below Murong Qingyu, who is still hanging above the Meridian Gate. The line of people throwing rotten vegetable leaves today is even longer than the line for burning incense on the Lantern Festival.
Both of them had a bad feeling and quickly grabbed someone to question him.
"You haven't left your house today? Your neighbors haven't knocked on your door?"
"Huh?" Murong Qingyun was stunned by the question.
"You don't even know about this?! News broke today from the palace that Murong Qingyu's 400,000 private soldiers hidden in Fengling Pass have surrendered. His 'Red Gate Bubble' or something—I can't remember the name, it was said to be quite powerful—has also been completely destroyed. Murong Qingyun has fled and is nowhere to be found. In short, the Murong family is finished! Do you think we should celebrate?"
"What the hell did you say?" Murong Qingyun felt a sharp pain in his chest, a sweetness in his throat, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
Although he finally held it tightly in his mouth and swallowed it, his tears flowed like a dam bursting, and he couldn't hold them back at all.
His army——!
His cannon——!
He won the battle with his troops and weapons a thousand miles away,
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