Chapter 320 You're Not Dead
A cold, dark room.
It was pitch black without a trace of light.
When Murong Yu opened his eyes again in the darkness, he felt a bone-chilling chill.
In the dark, hearing and smell become particularly sensitive.
There was a damp, musty smell in the air, and there were rustling sounds in the corners, as if a mouse was running through.
Murong Yu felt his hands and feet were heavy, and his waist and abdomen were tightened.
He shook his body with difficulty, and the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other immediately echoed in the dark space.
The sounds of Murong Yu's breathing and coughing were also amplified by the walls.
He was locked up.
When Murong Yu realized this, his first reaction was anger.
He is the emperor, yet someone dares to treat him like this. All the nine or ten clans would be killed!
The next moment, he recalled the scene before he fell into coma.
The second brother Murong Ji is back. He has been hiding outside for many years and has brought a group of fake monks to kill people in the palace.
Murong Yu shuddered.
If Murong Ji caught him, he would surely die.
The punishment of exterminating nine generations of a clan cannot be used on Murong Ji.
Murong Yu thought again about how the Queen Mother and the Empress trusted the monks of Ciguang Temple so much, and how they were fooled by Murong Ji.
He secretly cursed the women of the Du family for being so stupid.
Stupid enough to let a wolf into the house.
After anger comes fear.
He doesn't like being alone in dark places.
On weekdays, a light is always kept on in Ganyang Palace at night.
And he needs someone to watch over him so that he can feel at ease when he sleeps.
One of the reasons why Eunuch Wang was so highly valued was that he was good at keeping watch at night.
Murong Yu only needs to call him at night and he will be there at any time.
Therefore, Murong Yu had not experienced what it felt like to be alone in the dark for many years.
When he was a child, he was raised by the Empress Dowager, who was then the Defei's palace.
Concubine De was not friendly to him, and there were not many people serving him in his room.
When he was young, he was naughty and made mistakes, and Concubine De would punish him.
He was a prince fostered in her care. Even if he was not favored, he could not suffer any physical injury, otherwise people would accuse her of abusing the royal heir.
Defei then had his eyes blindfolded, his ears plugged, and his hands tied.
Let him lie like this all night.
If it were a less sensitive child, he or she might not feel anything and could even have a sound sleep.
But Murong Yu was very sensitive since he was young, and would panic when his eyes were blindfolded and his ears were plugged.
He was afraid that he would be left alone in the dark and that everyone would quietly leave.
Just like now.
It's very quiet around.
Murong Yu desperately hoped that someone else would show up, even if it was Murong Ji.
call--
A gust of air passed through.
He heard the creaking of bricks and the faint sound of footsteps.
A light appeared on the side.
With this little light, Murong Yu saw the stairs on the right.
An elongated shadow was cast on the steps, swaying with the firelight.
The fire grew brighter and brighter.
The footsteps are getting closer.
A slender hand held an oil lamp and hung it on the stone wall.
The dark room is much brighter now and many things can be seen clearly.
The emaciated Murong Yu was tied to a wooden pillar with chains on all four of his limbs.
Rusty chains, mossy walls, running rats, blood on the ground... and the man holding the oil lamp.
The moment Murong Yu saw Hao Ren, his pupils widened in disbelief:
"W-why is it you?!"
When Murong Yu saw the figure just now, many guesses flashed through his mind.
He originally guessed it was Murong Ji, but when he saw the tall and thin shadow, he knew it wasn't him.
He wondered if it was a general planning a rebellion, a senior official with ulterior motives, or a relative who intended to usurp the throne...
Even the face of the seventh brother Murong Xun and the old face of Master Zhang flashed before his eyes.
The only thing I didn't think of was Hao Ren.
Hao Ren, who came from the countryside of Lingnan and was able to gain a foothold in Beijing thanks to his promotion!
"It's actually you! How dare you collude with these treacherous people to murder me!"
"Who ordered you to do this? What benefits did they promise you?"
"If you send me out and return in time, I can spare the lives of your entire clan. Otherwise, I will kill your entire clan without a burial place!"
Hao Ren listened calmly, but when he heard the last sentence, a strange and sarcastic smile appeared on his face.
That was an expression Murong Yu had never seen on Hao Ren's face before. That smile was filled with frost and intense hatred.
"Dead without a burial place? The emperor is now trapped in this dark room. His life and death depend on me. How can I issue an order?"
Hao Ren slowly took down a very long needle from the wall.
He walked up to Murong Yu, inserted the tip of the long needle into Murong Yu's flesh, and probed downwards little by little.
"Ah——" Murong Yu cried out in pain.
Hao Ren's hand was steady, and he continued to thrust downwards.
His movements were graceful and reserved, and everything he did was as beautiful as making tea and writing.
Murong Yu's forehead was covered with sweat, and he shouted with a pale face:
"You are such a treacherous and ungrateful villain, worse than an animal. I am the true dragon emperor, and even if I die, I will never let you go!"
"You, such a villain, will be punished!"
After hearing this, Hao Ren suddenly laughed loudly:
“Hahahahahaha…”
"What a treacherous and ungrateful person!"
He seemed to be laughing so hard that his stomach hurt and the corners of his eyes were red.
"Then let me ask you, Minister Pei assisted you for eight years, loyally and diligently. Why did you become so ungrateful and frame the Pei family?"
"The Xue family army has defended the northwest for generations for Dayu. Why did you betray them and block the reinforcements, resulting in the deaths of tens of thousands of Xue family soldiers?"
"What kind of retribution are you suffering now?"
Murong Yu's body suddenly froze when he heard this:
"What nonsense! How can I allow you to slander me?"
"Where did you hear such nonsense?"
At this time, the sound of a stone door opening and closing was heard at the end of the stairs, and another figure appeared with the sound of footsteps.
The shadow has a skirt, so it must be a woman.
In Murong Yu's eyes, Pei Shu is the most beautiful woman in the world.
Because it was so beautiful, he couldn't let it go for all these years.
Especially every time Pei Shu's eyes looked at him, he would involuntarily sink into them.
She is as pure and flawless as an immortal, even though—
She appeared in the cold dark room, holding a sword in her hand, pointing it at his chest.
"Shu'er..." Murong Yu's lips were trembling.
He even forgot the pain of the needle.
Pei Shu stabbed the tip of the sword into Murong Yu's heart, cutting through the skin.
A trace of blood seeped out.
"I've thought about it before. I want to cut open your heart and see what it's made of."
Pei Shu's voice sounded a little ethereal in the room, really like a fairy.
"I wanted to see if it was made of stone, so I did these things."
Murong Yu's chest was cut by the sword in Pei Shu's hand, but the pain was not in the flesh, but in the deepest and softest part of his heart.
In the softest part of his heart, there was a gentle woman sitting under a locust tree, looking at him with eyes full of concern and admiration.
Pei Shu's sword shattered the entire scene into pieces.
Murong Yu suddenly looked at Hao Ren with a look of realization:
"You are from the Pei family. You approached me on purpose just to avenge the Pei family. You, you are—"
Hao Ren tore off the disguise on his face, revealing his true face.
He is no longer young, and looks a bit older than when he was selected as the third place in the imperial examination, but his face is still handsome.
The brother and sister stood together, each of them seeming to have a radiant glow.
Murong Yu's blood was flowing backwards, his chest was trembling, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"You're not dead, you're not dead!"
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