Chapter Eighty-Seven: Today's Situation
Dongyun's face was as white as paper, and she quickly measured the strength of the two sides and the possibility of breaking through, but the result disappointed her, the two sides were so different that it was impossible to retreat with their whole body.
Moreover, since Bo Yao came prepared, she must have enough people, and she may not know how many people are outside, and with her skills, she may be able to barely rush out, but with one more language, it is really impossible.
So, the only way out at the moment is that tunnel, and from there, there may be a glimmer of life.
Thinking of this, Dong Yun put his hands behind his back and made a gesture towards Wen Chong, who understood and moved his steps towards the nearby tunnel.
Just as Bo Yao moved into the tunnel with one foot and was about to escape, several people came out of the tunnel, all wearing Wu Jun's armor, blocking Wen Chong's way.
Seeing this, Dongyun was completely dead, they had discovered the tunnel early in the morning, but kept it secret, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net, and then attack back and forth, completely blocking them in this dark dungeon.
"The king has already laid a net of heaven and earth, and it will be difficult for you to fly even if you have wings." Bo Yao smiled proudly, he had actually seen Dong Yun's movements behind his back, and deliberately didn't say anything, just to see their desperate appearance, this kind of expression is really not tired for a hundred years.
Dong Yun held the hilt of the sword, gritted his silver teeth and said, "It's a big deal to fight and die in the net!" ”
Bo Ya was stared at by her cold gaze, and subconsciously took a step back, and then said with some annoyance: "Death is still hard-mouthed, come on, take them all down!" ”
Although Dongyun's martial arts are strong, he can face the enemies that are surging like a tide, and after a fierce battle, he was attacked from behind, injured his arm, and bled like a stream.
Seeing Dong Yun who was holding his neck with a knife, Bo Yao finally relieved himself, this woman is really difficult to deal with, and in this case, she can even injure several of his subordinates.
"Say, who sent you?" Facing Bo Yao's forced questioning, Dongyun spat on his face, "If you want to kill, kill it, don't think I'll answer you a word!" ”
Bo Yao's complexion sank suddenly, and he slapped Dong Yun's face fiercely, "I don't know what to do when I die!" ”
Spit on the face is a great shame, thinking that he is a dignified Dazai, one person under ten thousand people, how could he have suffered such humiliation, if he didn't still think about asking, he would have killed Dongyun with one sword!
Facing the stubborn winter clouds, Bo Yao suddenly laughed, picked up the red-hot soldering iron in the charcoal basin, and said compassionately: "I want to see if your mouth is hard, or this soldering iron is hard." ”
Standing on the side of the building, the heart of heaven and man at war, the king of Yue repeatedly confessed, Yue Guo did not recover for a day, he could not expose his identity for a day, but he couldn't watch Dongyun being punished, what should he do, how to choose?
Looking at the soldering iron that was constantly approaching Dongyun, Fanlou's fingers hanging on his side also continued to curl up, at this moment, a person walked in, and when he saw the comer, Bo Yao hurriedly put down the soldering iron and stepped forward to salute, "See the king!" ”
Fucha ignored him, just stared at Dong Yun, "This is the prison robber?" ”
"Exactly." Bo Yao replied respectfully, "This woman is very fierce, and she has injured several of her subordinates in a row. As he spoke, he said flatteringly: "There must be someone behind this woman, the king can rest assured, the minister will pry her words open." ”
"No need!" The husband said expressionlessly: "This king recognizes her." ”
Hearing this, Bo Yao was dumbfounded, this ...... How could the king recognize the Assassins?
The husband came to the pale Dongyun with his hand and said coldly: "Miss Dongyun, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”
Under the seemingly calm face of the husband, it was the anger that burned everything, he had seen Dong Yun by Fan Li's side, although he had only seen a few times, but he could see that this woman was very loyal to Fan Li, that is to say, the one who instructed Dong Yun to come here to save Wen Chong, nine times out of ten it was Fan Li!
In vain, he trusted Fan Li so much, even if he knew that the latter might be the son of Yue Guo, he still tried his best to defend it and regarded him as the minister of the humerus, but this turned out to be the case.
The feeling of the husband at this moment is like being slapped in public, and he has lost face!
"He let you come, didn't he?" Faced with Fucha's questioning, Dong Yun's voice was pale and weak, "Everything is my own idea, and it has nothing to do with others. ”
"Huh." The husband laughed angrily, "Sure enough, if you are loyal, okay, this king will try to see if it really has nothing to do with him." ”
"How do you try?" Dongyun knew that he shouldn't ask, but he still couldn't hold back.
"Use you as bait to lure him into the urn." These eight words were concise and clear, and Dong Yun understood it all at once, and gritted his teeth tightly, so as to restrain the tension and uneasiness in his heart.
Listening to what they said to me, but never mentioning the identity of "him", Bo Ya's heart was like a cat's paw scratching, and he couldn't help asking: "King, who is 'he'?" ”
The husband ignored him, and only said coldly: "Lock them up and keep them under strict supervision, if something happens, this king is the only one who asks." Throwing down these words, he strode away without a pause.
In the dark and cold winter night, the husband almost walked one step at a time, he walked very fast, and Wang Shen had to follow in small steps to keep up.
The husband came all the way to the Changle Palace, which is the residence of Yiguang after the wedding, and the name of the palace he personally mentioned, taking the meaning of "long live Changle Weiyang".
He stood at the foot of the steps, looking at the three big characters of "Changle Palace" with a struggling gaze, and now it has been confirmed that Wen Chong and Dongyun are both spies of the Yue Kingdom, and Fan Li is also very suspicious, so ...... Could Yiguang, who was with them, also be a spy?
This thought made the husband cold, and he could bear anyone's betrayal, including Fan Li, but Yiguang, the woman he loved with his life, as long as he thought of this possibility, it was like a knife cutting his heart inch by inch, and he couldn't help but die.
He came all the way, just to find Yiguang to ask clearly, but when he really arrived at His Royal Highness Changle, this foot was like being bolted, and he couldn't take a step, he was afraid, afraid that he would hear that terrible answer......
Fucha stood motionless in the courtyard, and at some point, tiny snowflakes fell in the night sky, falling on his face cold, but Fucha's heart was a hundred times colder than this.
Wang Shen only wore a thin cotton coat, and he shivered from the cold, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and even the sound of his upper and lower teeth fighting was desperately restrained, for fear of angering his husband.
"Squeak......" With the sound of opening the door, Yiguang walked out with a lantern, and saw that the husband standing in the snow was shocked, and hurriedly walked over, held his cold hands, and said distressedly: "It's so cold, why doesn't the king come in?" ”
Looking at those clear and transparent eyes, the husband couldn't ask what was on his lips, he squeezed out a stiff smile, "I'm afraid you're already asleep." ”
"So the king just stood outside?" Yiguang laughed at him, and said distressedly: "Hurry up, don't freeze." ”
Entering the inner hall, the husband looked at Yiguang, who was brushing the snow from his shoulder, and suddenly said, "Someone came to rob the prison just now." ”
Yiguang was secretly startled, but she didn't dare to show it, and said with a smile: "What prison robbery? ”
"But this king forgot, and I haven't told you about it yet." The husband held her slender fingers and said, "A few days ago, this king discovered that there was a secret passage hidden in the Guanwa Palace, and captured Wen Chong in the secret passage. That person you also know, it's Dongyun. ”
"How can such a thing happen?" Yiguang exclaimed, "Why are they doing this? ”
Fu Cha carefully felt the slender ten fingers in his palm, Yiguang's fingertips were very steady, and he did not tremble when the lie was exposed, and this result made him feel a little relieved.
Compared with words, the body's knee-jerk reaction can better reflect the true thoughts of a person's heart, and the reason why he held Yiguang's hand was to find out what she really thought.
"Because they are spies of the Yue Kingdom, they took the opportunity of building the Guanwa Palace to secretly build a secret passage, so that they can be used to listen to the discussions between the king and the hundred officials, and even ......" Fu Cha said coldly: "Assassinate this king!" ”
Without waiting for Yiguang to speak, the husband said again: "Dongyun is the person beside Fan Li, and now she has come to save Wen Chong, and nine times out of ten she is instructed by Fan Li." ”
"Mr. Fan?" Yiguang was shocked, "He also has something to do with this?" ”
"Bo Yao once told this king that Fan Li is very likely to be the son of a strategist of the Yue Kingdom, and now it seems that it should be true." Speaking of this, Fucha showed a cold smile, "These people are really capable, and they actually played this king around, if it weren't for Wen Chong's carelessness in the secret passage, this king would still be kept in the dark at this time." ”
"What are the king's plans now?"
The husband did not hide it from her, and said in a deep voice: "This king will spread the news of Dongyun's capture early tomorrow morning, Fan Li is a self-proclaimed gentleman, and he will not sit idly by." ”
Yiguang Bingxue was smart, and immediately understood what he meant, "The king wants to use Dongyun as bait to lure Mr. Fan to the bait." After a pause, she said with a hint of unknown complexity: "If it is really Mr. Fan, how does the king plan to deal with it?" ”
"This king hates betrayal the most, if he is really a spy of the country, he will be punished!" Fucha gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were as fierce as a beast.
And so it was!
Yiguang sighed in his heart and said softly, "I hope Mr. Fan will not lose the trust of the king." ”
"Yiguang." The husband looked at her and suddenly said, "Will you betray this king?" ”
"The king is suspicious of his concubines?"
"It's not...... I...... This king ...... "I don't know how to explain it, although my fingers were calm just now, and there was nothing wrong with him, but he still couldn't be completely at peace in his heart.
Without waiting for the husband to continue, Yiguang said indifferently: "If the king is suspicious, he can kill the concubine now." ”
The husband was shocked and hurriedly said: "Where did you go, this king did not suspect you, let alone kill you!" ”
A cold and mocking smile bloomed on Yiguang's lips, "If it weren't for suspicion, how could the king ask such a thing." ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ignoring Yiguang's resistance, the husband hugged her tightly and said guiltily: "It's the king who is wrong, I shouldn't doubt you, but Yiguang, this king is so afraid, really scared......"
Listening to the helpless voice of the husband, Yiguang gradually stopped struggling, and said in a low voice: "The king is the king of a country, God has given divine power, what else is there to be afraid of." ”
"This king is afraid of you." Without hesitation, the husband replied, "Just think that you will leave, this king...... Ben Wang ...... "He was so scared that he couldn't even speak."
Yiguang could feel her husband's trembling, her heart softened, and she said softly: "The concubine will never leave the king." ”
Fucha lowered his head and looked at her in surprise, "Really? ”
"Hmm." Hearing this answer, as the king of a country, the husband who is in charge of countless people's life and death smiled like a child, his eyes were slightly red, and there was a transparent liquid flowing there.
After a long time, the husband made the heaviest promise in his life to Yiguang, "If you don't leave, I will protect you with my life!" ”
This night, the husband was in the Weiyang Palace, and he left at dawn, and after he left, Arnold said softly while waiting for Yiguang to wash: "The slave will go out of the palace to see Mr. Fan later, let him not be fooled." ”
Yiguang looked at himself in the bronze mirror with a complicated expression, "As soon as you go out of this palace gate, the king will know immediately." ”
Arnold was stunned for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "You mean...... The king is sending someone to spy on us? But didn't he already believe in his mother last night? ”
Yiguang smiled bitterly: "The king is suspicious by nature, and he can be suspicious of everything on weekdays, let alone at this time." ”
Arnold thought about it, and she said worriedly: "Then what should I do, do you just watch Mr. Fan fall into the trap?" ”
Yiguang thought for a moment and said, "Is there still a mountain bee?" ”
"There are dozens more." Saying this, Arnold had already guessed Yiguang's plan, and blurted out: "The slave understands, Niangniang wants to use the mountain bee to send a message." ”
"Yes, but not to Mr. Fan." Yiguang smiled bitterly: "The king is right, Mr. Fan is so affectionate and righteous, even if he knows that it is a trap, he will definitely try his best to save Dongyun and them; Taking a step back, even if Mr. Fan really listened to what I said, didn't go to rob the prison, and let Wen Chong and Dongyun be killed, do you think the king trusts him as much as he did before? ”
Arnold thought about it carefully, shook his head and said: "The king even has to be suspicious of Niangniang, let alone Mr. Fan, even if he keeps his life temporarily, he is like a prisoner, and he can't go anywhere." ”
"Yes, so the top priority is not to stop Mr. Fan, but to let him leave Gusu and return to Yue, Wu can no longer stay."
The slave understands this, but ...... Will the king be willing? Arnold asked with no confidence at all.
Yiguang didn't answer, she opened the dark compartment in the makeup box, there were three paper packets of different colors in it, she took out the innermost yellow paper bag that had never been used before and handed it to Arnold, "Dye those mountain bees red, and then sprinkle this powder on them, he will understand when he sees these mountain bees." ”
After several years of domestication, those mountain bees are more psychic, and can fly to the corresponding place according to the difference between the powder, and the three bags of powder correspond to Fan Li, Wen and Fanlou, and the yellow paper bag corresponds to Fanlou.
Yiguang is an extremely cautious person, although the progress has been relatively smooth in the past few years, she was not careless, and laid out the next move early, in order to deal with today's situation.