Chapter 186 Feng Shu was murdered
The sky was very dark, and dark clouds seemed to be pressing down. It was dark and gloomy, and there was a sense of oppression in the air that made people feel suffocated.
Imperial tomb.
The cold wind blew through the white gauze hanging high in the room, the gauze was lifted up and then lightly fell down, and a man in white kneeling on the mat was faintly visible.
Dong Hua's eyebrows were tinged with worry. She stared at the man's snow-white face and asked anxiously:
"Your Highness, we have been forcibly sent to the Imperial Mausoleum by Feng Jun for two days. What exactly does he want to do?"
Feng Shu slowly raised his eyelids, looked at the smoke rising from the incense burner without any emotion, and said lightly:
"You just want to kill me."
In order to avoid Qi Fengjun's plot that day, he pretended to faint on the podium in full view of everyone, thinking that he could escape the disaster this way.
But who would have thought that the next day the imperial edict from Emperor Fengwu was delivered to Shuyun Palace, praising him for his filial piety in taking the initiative to ask for permission to go to the imperial mausoleum to guard the casket, and specially dispatched hundreds of royal guards to escort him.
Haha, his mother the Queen never cared about the affairs of the harem, but now she suddenly intervened. One could tell with a simple thought that it must be Qi Fengjun who asked for the order on his behalf.
Dong Hua, who was standing by, heard that Qi Fengjun was going to take action at the imperial mausoleum. She gasped in shock and asked in a trembling voice:
"Ah, this, this Tai Feng Jun just passed away and he did this, isn't he afraid of others' suspicion?"
Feng Shu sneered:
"Afraid? Does he know what fear is?"
That vicious husband had been dominating the harem for many years, and the queen mother had turned a blind eye and indulged him to the extreme, causing him to become more and more ignorant of his own limitations over the years.
He used to save face, but now he is even willing to deceive His Majesty. He is so bold that he even suspects whether Qi Fengjun will forge the imperial edict next.
Thinking of this, Feng Shu turned his head to look at the gloomy sky outside the window, and said in a serious tone:
"Let Feng Shi and the others take turns guarding outside the palace. I have been in the imperial mausoleum for two days. I am afraid that Qi Fengjun can't wait to take action."
Dong Hua bit her lower lip and said hesitantly:
"But we only brought 20 Fengyu Guards, which is too few. Also, we don't know the background of the guards given by His Majesty, and there might be Qi Fengjun's minions among them."
"If he wants to kill you, he must have made all the necessary preparations. If he really starts to attack you, won't you be in danger? Otherwise, Your Highness, don't stay here and find a safe and secluded place to hide."
Feng Shu shook his head and was about to say that this method was useless as the entire imperial mausoleum was probably under Qi Fengjun's surveillance. However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sound of fighting coming from outside.
Hearing the voice, Feng Shu's eyes suddenly widened.
His first reaction was to stuff the winter painting beside him under the incense table, then he looked down at the person curled up under the table and hurriedly said two words:
"No matter what happens in the house, you are not allowed to come out. Those people outside are targeting me."
"If Feng Shi and the guards are no match for me, at most they can just kill me and leave. Don't give up your life in vain and leave me without someone to burn paper money for you."
After saying this, he quickly put down the yellow silk table cloth and put it back to its original state.
Then he quickly glanced around the hall, ran to the bronze candle holder with a few steps, raised his hands with difficulty, retreated to the corner, and stared at the door vigilantly.
Next second.
"Bang--"
The tightly closed door was kicked open from the outside, and several masked men in black rushed in with blood-stained swords in their hands.
Seeing the two people huddled in the corner, the leading black-clothed man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a low and cold voice sounded faintly:
"Send the Fifth Prince on his way."
As soon as she finished speaking, the subordinate next to her pulled out a long white silk from his arms and threw it into the hands of his accomplice opposite him, seemingly casually but steadily. The two looked at each other tacitly.
Then he shot a fierce look at Feng Shu, and suddenly tightened the silk with his palm, obviously moving towards his target with the intention of strangling him to death.
The other side.
Feng Shu looked at the two assassins approaching step by step. His hands tightly gripping the candlestick began to tremble imperceptibly. He looked outside the hall with hope, hoping that Feng Shi and the guards would come to save him.
As luck would have it, when he took this glance, he saw his personal bodyguard Feng Shi being slashed in the throat by a large number of assassins.
In an instant, a stream of bright red blood spurted out from his neck and he fell to the ground and died immediately.
Feng Shu's mind went blank at that moment. He felt so desperate as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. His whole body was icy cold and he shivered violently.
His heart trembled, and he was overwhelmed by an unprecedented endless sorrow and anger. He felt his throat dry and his eyes became misty:
Is it so difficult to live?
What kind of unforgivable evil person was Feng Shu in his previous life that caused him to suffer so much in the short ten years he spent in this world?
Royal status, lowly life.
Probably..., this describes him.
Forget it, forget it.
It would be better to die.
After paying for his sins in this life, I hope he will be born into an ordinary family in the next life, with a father who loves him and a mother who cares for him. How wonderful that would be!
He had never experienced what it felt like to be loved by someone in his entire life.
Probably, very happy!
Feng Shu's hand gradually loosened with a hint of reluctance. In an instant, the candlestick that was tightly held in his palm fell out of his hand and hit the ground with a "bang". After that, there was no movement.
opposite.
The two killers were now close, their eyes looking down calmly, they coordinated with each other to hold Feng Shu's shoulders and force him to kneel on the ground, and the long white silk in their hands wrapped around the man's neck twice.
Then both sides pulled hard, and suddenly, the "crunching" sound of the cloth tightening the flesh was heard throughout the hall.
On the ground.
Feng Shu's face turned red as blood, and he felt as if his neck was tightly wrapped by a soft water snake, and a huge feeling of suffocation spread through his mouth and nose.
Blood foam gushed out of his mouth and flowed down, staining the front of his shirt scarlet.
Feng Shu's eyes gradually became blurred, probably because he knew that he was going to die soon.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, but before it fell, he felt a warm liquid suddenly sprayed on his face.
Faintly, Feng Shu saw a flash of crimson clothing, and then he tilted his head and fainted.
…
Qinxian Hall.
Ji Shian saluted the Fengwu Emperor who was at the head, turned his head to look at the women who were kneeling on the ground and tied up, and reported:
"Your Majesty, a total of seven people have been captured."
Emperor Fengwu narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the shivering children of officials on the ground. He nodded, and anyone with ears could hear the great displeasure in his words:
"Okay, okay, Duke of Qi's Mansion, Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion, Junior Official of the Dali Temple... You seven families are really good. You are indeed famous families in the capital and the families of important officials in the court. The daughters you raise are really better than the others."
After saying this, the empress waved her hand:
"Come here, call the heads of these seven families."
The imperial guards who had escorted Qi Lingwei and his companions in had not yet left. When they heard the order from Emperor Fengwu, they said:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Emperor Feng Wu said "hmm" lightly, then frowned, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and suddenly looked at Ji Shian:
"Why is Su Yuan missing?"
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