The snow was falling in the night, as if writing a very low song.

The singing and dancing of the Liuliyuan is leveling, and the warbler and the swallow are like painting a beautiful painting in the book.

Xu Muchuan and the others staggered in the snow, as if telling the anxiety of their group.

With the sword of the Son of Heaven in hand, even though the gate of the capital has long been closed, Xu Muchuan and his party still stepped into the capital.

"Childe, where are we going now?" Wen Ruofei glanced at Fu Hengsheng, who was being carried by four soldiers, with an anxious face, and asked softly.

Xu Muchuan pondered for a moment and looked at the palace in the distance: "You take Brother Fu to find a restaurant to rest in first, and I want to enter the palace to see the saint." ”

"Childe, now Your Majesty must have rested, if you go to see him at this time, it will definitely cause Your Majesty to be displeased." Although Wen Ruofei knew that Xu Muchuan was in such a hurry to enter the palace to face the saint for Fu Hengsheng, Wen Ruofei was worried that Long Yan would be angry.

"It's okay, this time I asked to see Your Majesty not only for Brother Fu, but also for other things." Xu Muchuan's face was extremely solemn, and he didn't want to delay for a moment: "Brother Fu needs someone to take care of him, you can listen to me, Brother Wen!" Now that we are in the capital and under the protection of General Ran, I will be fine. ”

Wen Ruofei hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and nodded, "I know, Childe." ”

"Hmm." Xu Muchuan muttered softly, and then took a step towards the palace.

Ran Hong was silent, stepped forward and patted Wen Ruofei's shoulder, and then led the remaining more than eighty Royal Forest Army soldiers to follow closely behind Xu Muchuan.

After entering the capital, Wen Ruofei and Xu Muchuan didn't notice how Seven Kills left, but they were more concerned about Fu Hengsheng, who was unconscious and wandering at the Ghost Gate, than the whereabouts of Seven Kills.

After a day of running, Xu Muchuan's already seriously injured body couldn't stand it even more, and he couldn't help but cough softly a few times every two steps, which made Ran Hong, who was following closely behind, extremely worried: "My lord, your body can't stand it, you can rest for one night tonight, we can ask to see Your Majesty early tomorrow morning." ”

"It's okay, I can't die yet." Due to the fluttering of the winter snow and the biting cold wind, Xu Muchuan could not feel the pain in the injured part of his left shoulder for a long time, and his whole body was frozen and paralyzed.

Ran Hong knew that once Xu Muchuan made a decision, it would be difficult to change it, and ten cows would not be able to pull it back, so Ran Hong could only sigh softly and stop persuading him.

After walking for a while, Ran Hong sent someone to get a carriage in the fastest way, and Xu Muchuan got into the carriage without saying much and walked quickly in the direction of the palace.

In the middle of the night, the capital is extremely quiet, especially the falling snowflakes, which hides the undercurrent and bloody rain of the capital, making it all look so beautiful.

Riding in a simple carriage, after a bumpy ride, Xu Muchuan finally arrived at the golden gate of the palace.

At the tall gate of the red lacquer carved railing, there stood more than a dozen mighty and high-spirited soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army, who were energetically guarding their positions.

"Who's coming?" As soon as the carriage stopped, the dozen or so soldiers of the Royal Forest Army guarding the gate immediately tightened the spears in their hands and asked loudly.

Xu Muchuan exerted a lot of strength to get off the carriage, and then coldly glanced at the fierce dozen or so royal forest soldiers, raised the sword of the Son of Heaven, and said in a deep voice: "When the court is sent to Qin, Xu Muchuan!" ”

As the Sword of the Son of Heaven was raised high in Xu Muchuan's hand, it seemed that at this moment, the entire night bloomed with a strange light, and the power of the Sword of the Son of Heaven suddenly swept the entire sky.

As soon as the sword came out, the dozen or so soldiers of the Royal Forest Army guarding the gate were stunned, and then immediately knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "Meet your lord!" ”

"Open the door, the official wants to enter the palace to face the saint." Xu Muchuan took a deep breath, looking very tired and weak.

"Yes!" In the blink of an eye, the door to the depths of the palace slowly opened, and there was a clicking sound.

After not waiting for a long time, Xu Muchuan withdrew the sword of the Son of Heaven, clenched it in his hand, and walked into the gate.

After Xu Muchuan's figure gradually left, the dozen or so soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army guarding the door dared to straighten their waists, and they all looked at each other with puzzled expressions, thinking about one thing in their hearts: Why did the minister return to Beijing? And it looks like something is wrong with the body, is something wrong?

Fortunately, it was under the cover of darkness, otherwise if it was broad daylight, these dozen or so Royal Forest Army soldiers would definitely be startled by Xu Muchuan's complexion.

The palace, Xu Muchuan is not the first time to set foot in the palace, he is very familiar with the imperial study in the depths of the palace, because he knows that the Great Emperor of Beiyuan, Jun Yuyi, usually rests in the imperial study overnight.

Along the way, because the clothes Xu Muchuan was wearing were a little messy, and he didn't have time to tidy up his hair crown, he was shouted and interrogated by many patrolling soldiers.

However, Xu Muchuan was holding the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand, as soon as the sword came out, those patrolling soldiers were all shocked and respectfully knelt on the ground, not daring to say a word.

After passing through one attic after another, and crossing one road after another, Xu Muchuan finally came to the imperial study.

At this time, the lights in the Imperial Study had been extinguished, and hundreds of Imperial Guards were stationed at and around its door, and it was impossible for even a single mosquito to fly in.

Xu Muchuan's figure had just appeared, and teams of Royal Forest Army soldiers immediately surrounded him, asking with murderous intent: "Who are you?" ”

Ignoring it, Xu Muchuan regarded the cold blade around him as air. For one moral killing intent after another questioning, Xu Muchuan was even more unmoved.

Seeing that the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army around him were about to approach Xu Muchuan and wanted to capture Xu Muchuan, Xu Muchuan suddenly held the sword of the Son of Heaven with his right hand, slowly knelt on his knees, and shouted with all his strength towards the gate of the imperial study: "Qin sent Xu Muchuan, ask to see Your Majesty!" ”

What the!

After hearing this roar, the soldiers who were getting closer and closer to Xu Muchuan all stopped their steps, looking at each other and not knowing what to do.

"The minister of the Qincha, Xu Muchuan, beg to see Your Majesty!"

Immediately after, after Xu Muchuan took a deep breath, he shouted loudly.

One after another, the sound was like water waves, splashing into the imperial study with layers of ripples.

And Jun Yuyi, who had already laid down to recuperate in the imperial study, was awakened by Xu Muchuan's requests to see him one after another.

"What's going on?"

Opening his deep and sharp eyes, Jun Yuyi lifted the thick quilt and muttered.