At this moment, a big net suddenly fell from the sky and tightly wrapped around Wei Jing's head. The four black-clad warriors quickly exchanged positions, tightened the giant net, then suddenly threw out the hook, jumped onto the high wall, and left.
A whistle was heard immediately, and the black-clad warriors were summoned. Although they had an absolute advantage, they still retreated without any desire to fight. The scattered swords and knives were thrown down, and two men in black held up two wooden barrels and poured out the liquid inside. Then they threw down a torch, and without even looking back, they disappeared between the buildings with a few leaps and rushed towards the outer city. In just a moment, they disappeared without a trace.
The whole operation took less than half an incense stick of time, and everything returned to silence, but the huge vocal music from the direction of Shengjin Palace did not stop, and the place was still in the midst of singing and dancing.
After the highly efficient attack and explosive means, all that was left for the Imperial City Guards was a sea of fire and Wei soldiers struggling and groaning in a pool of blood.
"The Second Young Master Wei has been kidnapped. Quick! Go inform the Council of Elders! Everyone else, follow me to the outer city to chase the murderer!"
Just as the imperial guards were rushing to the outer city to chase the assassin, a group of men in black rushed into the imperial city without any worries. In the pine and cypress forest beside the official road, more than a dozen blue-clothed guards were quietly guarding a carriage. Several people rushed over quickly and threw Wei Jing, who was caught in the huge net, to the ground.
"you……"
There was a dull thud, and just as Wei Jing was about to open his mouth, someone kicked him hard in the mouth. All his teeth shattered instantly, Wei Jing groaned, unable to speak anymore.
Two blue-clothed guards quickly stepped forward, tied up Wei Jing tightly, sealed his hands, feet and mouth, then opened the lower level of the carriage and unexpectedly put him in the interlayer where charcoal was usually stored.
The leading man in black got on the carriage, took off his black nightgown, revealing a white robe underneath, and pulled down his mask, revealing a handsome face and eyes as sharp as stars.
"Prince," the man in black who had changed into a green guard uniform, held a brazier respectfully and said, "Warm your hands and body."
Yan Xun nodded lightly, took the brazier and lowered the curtain. He picked up the black clothes placed aside and threw them in, then stretched out his hand and waved gently to the people outside. The carriage immediately got on the official road and slowly drove towards the Forbidden Palace.
The sound of fierce horse hooves suddenly sounded behind him. A guard immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Who are you? You are riding a horse in the palace late at night. Don't you want to live?"
The man was stunned. After seeing who it was, he immediately said, "It turned out to be Prince Yan. Prince Wei was attacked on Ziwei Road. I have been ordered to rush to the palace to report to His Majesty."
"Attacked?" The carriage curtain was pulled open, Yan Xun frowned slightly, "Have the murderer been caught? Where is Master Wei now? Is he injured?"
"Reporting to Prince Yan, the murderer has escaped and is fleeing towards the outer city. General Lu is leading his men to chase him. Prince Wei has been abducted and his life or death is still unknown."
Yan Xun nodded and said in a deep voice: "Then go and report it quickly."
"yes."
The warhorse then whistled away, and Yan Xun returned to the carriage and said in a deep voice to the outside: "Keep going, to Lu Hua Palace."
As soon as he got off the car, he saw Wei Guang and several officials of the Wei clan hurriedly walking out of the Lu Hua Palace. After mounting their horses, they rode out of the palace at high speed.
Yan Xun was wearing a white fur coat and had an extremely handsome face. He watched the people from the Wei clan leave before slowly stepping into the Lu Hua Hall.
Emperor Xia had already left the room, leaving only Zhao Qi, who was in a trance because Wei Jing had been abducted, to preside over the situation. Palace maids in colorful clothes shuttled between the halls, serving food to everyone. A huge troupe of royal musicians gathered on one side of the hall. The sounds of stringed instruments were melodious and gentle, like spring water. One could tell who they were trying to please just by listening to them.
Crown Prince Li Ce was dressed in a dark purple brocade robe with a coiled dragon pattern. He was chatting and laughing with the people around him, and he drank the cups as soon as they were offered to him without hesitation. If the expression on his face was not so magnificent, it would have been a romantic scene.
The atmosphere at the banquet was lively. All the officials had almost finished drinking and were in high spirits, toasting each other.
Yan Xun quietly entered the table, glanced at Li Ce's bruised face, raised his mouth, raised his wine glass, shook his head and chuckled.
"Why did you come just now?" Zhao Chun'er was wearing a pink collared shirt with colorful butterflies and a golden purple long skirt. She was covered with pearls and jade, and emerald sheen, and she was particularly dazzling.
Yan Xun raised his head and looked at the girl who came to sit beside him. He curled his lips slightly and said lightly, "I took a nap."
"I thought you weren't coming again!" Zhao Chun'er glanced at Li Ce, the crown prince of Tang, who was sitting at the top, with watery eyes, and said with a pout, "That guy just asked me my maiden name. He really doesn't know etiquette."
Yan Xun smiled, raised his head to drink, and did not answer.
Zhao Chun'er looked up at him infatuatedly, not minding his indifference to her at all. After a long time, she suddenly reacted, her face flushed, and she pulled her clothes and asked, "Look, this is the colorful silk that the new domain just sent as tribute. Does it look good?"
Yan Xun was slightly stunned, but remembered the Chishui Lake just now. The woman's eyes were bright and she called his name anxiously, then said in a slightly panicked tone: Be careful on the road.
Yan Xun's expression suddenly softened, and he sighed sincerely, "Very beautiful."
Zhao Chun'er thought he was talking about her, and immediately became happy. She sat aside happily, constantly picking up food and pouring wine for Yan Xun.
Soldiers kept coming in from the side door to report to Zhao Qi, and Zhao Qi's face became more and more ugly. The officials around noticed it carefully, but Li Ce was still drunk and pulled Zhao Qi's sleeve, staggering and spilling the wine in his hand on him.
The banquet ended at the second watch. Li Ce was so drunk that he fell asleep on the table, with food all over him.
Zhao Qi did not return to the Forbidden Palace, but went straight out of the hall, mounted his horse and rode out of the city.
Yan Xun stood in the dark square, watching Zhao Qi's departing figure, with a faint smile on his face.
"Brother Xun," Zhao Chun'er carefully pulled his sleeve and said softly, "It's so cold here, please send Chun'er back to the palace."
Yan Xun stepped back respectfully, bowed, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Xun is drunk and dare not disturb the princess. Princess, please go back by yourself." After that, he turned around and got on his carriage.
The carriage gradually went away, but Zhao Chun'er still stood there. The palace maid came forward and put a fur coat on her, but accidentally dropped it to the ground. The dark red fur coat was particularly eye-catching on the snow, like a pool of blood.
Zhao Chun'er bit her lips stubbornly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
"Princess?" Nanny Yu sighed, stepped forward, took the little princess's hand, and said, "Go back."
Zhao Chun'er nodded obediently and followed Nanny Yu towards the carriage without saying a word. The cold wind blew and a tear suddenly fell, running down her cheek and dripping onto the pale snow.
In the secret room of Yinggeyuan, A Jing pulled off the black cloth covering the man's eyes.
Wei Jing frowned tightly, and it took him a long time to get used to such bright light. When he raised his head, he suddenly saw the man's face with an indifferent smile.
"Yan Xun?" Wei Jing's eyes suddenly widened and he shouted in disbelief.
Yan Xun was sitting on a chair, sipping tea. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly, smiled faintly and greeted, "Mr. Wei, you have been very busy lately. I haven't seen you for a while. I hope you are doing well."
"How dare you!" Wei Jing became furious and said harshly.
"I have always been very courageous. Master Wei should understand what I mean."
"Yan Xun, the Wei clan will not let you go, you will die without a burial place!"
Yan Xun smiled, as if he had heard a joke, and said slowly: "I don't know whether I will die without a burial place, but I am sure that you will definitely die without a burial place."
"Do you remember?" Yan Xun leaned forward slightly, smiling evilly, and said in a soothing voice, "I said at the beginning that if you didn't kill me that day, you would die under my knife one day. If you cut off one of my fingers, I will chop off your head."
"ah!"
A huge scream suddenly rang out, and under the sharp blade, a severed hand fell to the ground, covering a mess of blood.
A few drops of blood splashed onto Yan Xun's wrist. The man frowned slightly, and wiped it vigorously with a piece of white silk in disgust. He said coldly to his subordinates: "Drag him away and chop him off."
Wei Jing struggled desperately and shouted angrily: "Yanbei dog! My uncle will not let you go!"
"Wei Guang?" Yan Xun sneered, "He is too old, his brain is not enough, and only you, the Wei clan, still worship him like a god. Now he may not know who he is suspecting in his rotten head. Wei Jing, you idiot!" Yan Xun suddenly turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said in a disgusted voice, "You could have lived for a while, but you shouldn't have angered me, especially you shouldn't have threatened me with the person I care about the most. Do you think you can bring me down? Naive! You have always been a good-for-nothing, you were, you are, and you will be in the future, but it's a pity that you will never have this opportunity again."
Throwing the bloodstained white silk on the ground, Yan Xun turned around sternly and walked out with big strides, saying in a cold voice as he walked: "Drag him away!"
Vicious curses and terrified screams suddenly rang out, but Yan Xun straightened his back and turned a deaf ear to them.
He has embarked on the path of revenge, and those who have humiliated and hurt him will pay a heavy price. From then on, he would never allow anyone to take away his beloved things, never again!
The moon is cold like frost, the night wind is icy, and tonight is another sleepless night.
On the second day, the entire Zhenhuang City was alarmed. Wei Jing, the eldest son of the Wei family, was ambushed in the imperial city last night. The entire army of one hundred soldiers was wiped out and Wei Jing was abducted. When the imperial guards arrived, they didn't even see the shadow of the murderer. After searching all night, they found nothing. Now, he is probably in grave danger.
Because the imperial guards heard from afar that the thief announced his name as Muheshiqike, a series of large-scale searches and massacres to capture and kill the remnants of the Muheshi began again.
However, at this moment, in the main room of the Wei family mansion, Wei Guang handed a letter to his most trusted subordinate Wei Nu, and said in a deep voice: "You must tell Ye'er that the life and death of the Wei family is at stake. His Majesty has already taken action against the Wei family. If he doesn't come back, the Wei family will be the next Muhe family."
Five riders on fast horses quickly rushed out of the Zhenhuang city gate and headed north at a speed of dust.
When Ah Jing came to report, Yan Xun was drinking tea in the corridor. Hearing this, he smiled coldly and said indifferently: "The more lively, the better."
It was just a few short words, but they instantly made Ah Jing feel cold all over. He had followed Yan Xun for three years, but he found that he gradually couldn't see this master clearly.
On the parade ground of the Cavalry Battalion, there were waves of thunderous cheers. A girl with a bright smile stood in the center of the parade ground and fired seven arrows at once, one after another like a string of bullets towards the center of the bull's eye a hundred steps away.