Chapter 18 Please mourn
There was a light cough next to her, and in the evening of the first moon, she followed the sound and looked at it, and an old eunuch walked out of the palace gate, but it was not Liu Cunmao, who she was most familiar with and the most confidant of her father.
Chu Yuewan suddenly felt scared.
The old eunuch waved away the guards on both sides and arched his hand: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the ancestor has passed away, please mourn." β
The first moon night is like being drunk in the head.
The fear that pervaded her heart was the one she feared the most, and it had finally come true.
It's true...... Father is really gone.
This old eunuch is Gonggong Jia next to the prince's brother, and Chu Yuewan shouldn't have known him at all, but this time, because he was close to the prince's brother in this life, he occasionally saw him a few times.
Life...... Which side is this life? In the chaos of the whirling sky, Chu Yuewan suddenly heard a low and cold voice from above: "Yuning? Chu Yuewan raised her head and stared wide-eyed, tears falling out: "Brother Prince......" Chu Yong, who had just walked out of the main hall, saw her, frowning, a little surprised.
"This is not where you should be."
Chu Yongwang walked down the stairs.
He obviously had something important to do, and he had no intention of staying at all.
Chu Yuewan watched him walk in front of him, and the indifference that didn't care about it stung Chu Yuewan, as if he was just a stranger when he rubbed himself up.
Chu Yuewan didn't give up and wanted to follow his whereabouts.
When he turned around, he suddenly saw a man in dark armor half-kneeling on the trail in front of him.
It was a dead soldier raised in the palace, who came and went without a trace, and only obeyed the edict of the emperor himself.
"Your Majesty, Lord Yun is already waiting in the court."
Death Confession.
Chu Yuewan's heart trembled.
Lord Yun...... Is it a little uncle?! The early moon walked up quickly, and the dead man had completed his life, and he disappeared in a leap.
When Chu Yongwang heard the news, his face sank, and he immediately went to the council hall.
"Brother......" Chu Yuewan shouted, and suddenly changed his words, "Your Majesty ......" Chu Yongwang stopped and didn't look back: "What's the matter?" Chu Yuewan hurriedly followed him: "Is the little uncle back?" Can Yuning meet him? Chu Yongwang decisively: "No, go back to your palace." β
"Your Majesty, let Yuning see him."
Chu Yuewan prayed, "Yuning wants to see her future husband." β
Husband...... Saying these two words, Chu Yuewan's lips were trembling.
Where did you get the confidence to say that? That marriage letter has not been cared for since the death of his father.
Three months after his father's death, Yun Jinshu returned to the dynasty from the frontier class, and there has never been any news that he wants to come to meet her, the person who is married.
Perhaps, I forgot about it a long time ago.
At about the beginning of the year, Yongwang did not take this old thing to heart, so after ascending the throne, he did not order the annulment of the marriage contract.
Yun Jinshu is not qualified to resist the royal family's marriage even if he escapes far, so until now, he is still the nominal fiancΓ© of Chu Yuewan.
After waiting for so many years, Chu Yuewan finally returned.
But even if people come back, will the heart ever come back? walked so resolutely back then, was it really afraid that he would avoid her...... I didn't even have a nostalgia for the homeland where I grew up since I was a child, and I haven't heard of it for many years.
Chu Yuewan wanted an answer.
Even if the result has already been guessed, I want to face him face to face and listen to him say it himself.
Chu Yongwang was silent for a while, and glanced back at Chu Yuewan suspiciously.
"Whatever you want."
Chu Yongwang said, brushed his sleeves and walked away.
Chu Yuewan hurriedly lifted her skirt and followed her, but the attendants on the left and right stopped her from following her to the court, and only took her around the front screen from the back door, hiding behind the dragon chair.
The screen was a layer of green smoke-like veil, and the early moon stood half a step away from it, dressed in plain clothes and covered in light gauze, and no one would notice.
But she was able to see through the veil and see everything in the temple.
Chu Yongwang slowly climbed onto the dragon chair and motioned for the ministers to give the seat.
Those who stood together with their backs hunched quickly spread out on both sides of the main hall, like chess pieces covering the chessboard.
Chu Yuewan was looking for the traces of his uncle in it, but the gauze tent blurred his vision, and he could only see people, not his appearance.
Someone stood up from his seat and walked to the prelude of the steps, tall and dressed in white.
"Chen Yunjin Shu, there is something to play."
In the silence, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Uncle ...... The voice still had a clear aftersound, but it was much calmer and more mature than the timbre of the teenager in her impression, she could hardly remember the voice of Yun Jinshu's age, but at this moment, it seemed to be opened up at once.
Yun Jinshu's face was not very clear, and the early moon turned his face sideways, quietly poked out a little from the gap next to the screen, and finally saw his face.
The little uncle in the memory and the white-clothed princess in the field of vision coincided in an instant, and the handsome eyes and eyebrows were like electricity, and they were still heroic.
It seems to be the appearance when he left the capital, and it has not faded after being washed on the battlefield several times.
The other party didn't notice the gaze behind the screen, and was still earnestly reporting.
Chu Yuewan couldn't understand what he said, just listened to his voice.
Suddenly, on the other side of the table, a person stood up and walked to Yun Jinshu's side to interrupt his presentation.
The person's clothes and embroidery drawings are all standard, and the early moon night recognizes such robes, this person is a royal family.
It's as if I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.
When he only listened to Yun Jinshu's reply, he seemed to call him "Prince Lu".
The man was very old, and there was no trace of black in his hair.
Standing side by side with Yun Jinshu, he deliberately separated two more steps in the middle, and confronted each other violently.
His exposition was gushing and overflowing.
seems to be emotionally angry, and all the accusations are directed at Yun Jinshu.
Yun Jinshu only replied with a sentence or two plainly, and did not quarrel with him.
Chu Yuewan couldn't understand their words, but she gradually noticed that the atmosphere in the entire hall had become fierce and terrifying.
Like an arrow on a string, it is about to explode.
Prince Lu pointed to Yun Jinshu with fierce words and finished speaking, and arched his hand to Chu Yongwang to ask for instructions: "Heavenly Justice, I implore the emperor to punish the traitor Yun Jinshu according to the law!" "No, how could it be...... How could the little uncle be a minister! Standing behind the dragon chair, I couldn't see Chu Yongwang's reaction, and Chu Yuewan was anxious.
The court was eerily quiet.
Yun Jin's writing color did not change at all, and he quietly listened to the other party's accusations, and in an instant, he raised his hand and unsheathed it.
With a knife, Prince Lu's body is separated! The headless corpse slammed to its knees and poked straight into the center of the hall.
In the evening of the first moon, there was a cold snap all over his body, and his hands covered his face uncontrollably.
There was a blank in my mind.
What happened? Above the court...... Killed?! β¦β¦ Uncle killed Prince Lu? The bloody seven-foot picture had already caught Chu Yuewan's eyes, and she was so panicked that she almost shouted out of control, but no.
The hands pressed tightly on her face not only blocked her eyelids but also pressed her lips, forcing her heart to swallow when she was about to pop out of her throat.
The voices in the hall were muffled in tinnitus, and she couldn't hear anything.
Fear spread like countless reptiles on the back of the neck of the early moon, and the spine was numb.
She stood tremblingly behind the screen, not letting go of her hand.
The corpse knelt in the temple, blood still gushing out from the severed neck.
Yun Jinshu was covered in blood, calmly wiped the blood stains on the blade of the saber, and put the knife into the sheath, as if the killing just now was a common thing.
"The traitor has been condemned."
Yun Jinshu arched his hand, "Minister, retire." β
With that, he walked out of the temple with his clothes fluttering.
Colleagues stood tremblingly on either side, watching him leave.
The people trembled or resented like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Chu Yongwang waved his hand and ordered someone to drag the body away, and the early dynasty continued.
After a long time, he slowly let go of his hand after the suffocating early moon night behind the screen.
She opened her eyes, lifted her stiff neck, and looked for the Yunjin book outside through the thick gauze curtain of the screen.
However, after only one moment, everyone sat back in their seats.
The entire court hall has become the quiet big chessboard again.
The place where Yun Jinshu sat before was empty.
Chu Yuewan was excited, her feet finally regained consciousness, she hurriedly ran out of the back door of the council hall, pushed away the guards and ran up to the city tower.
The wind was filled with blood, the sky was overcast with thin sunlight, and the endless masonry of the city walls was in a trance.
There is no end to the road in the early moon.
Uncle ...... Why...... The man who suddenly raised the butcher's knife in the court hall and the clear and moving young man in his memory were completely separated again.