This year, Zhou did not have a country name, and Emperor Wen of Zhou had just pacified the southern continent, leaving only some small countries and grassland tribes in the corners. Although www.biquge.info the war has not yet completely ended, the situation is already very good.

General Lin hurried to the grassland to the west to accept the surrender of the local tribes, and the remaining small countries were no longer enough to worry about, but the general's wife, who was left in Beijing to give birth, looked a little pitiful, and did not have a husband by her side at this critical moment.

However, this little fly in the ointment seems to be a little insignificant compared to the great cause of a country's nation-building.

Mu Qingzhu stayed by his sworn sister's side, and accompanied the general's wife who was waiting to give birth instead of General Lin, thinking that General Lin would not be able to complete those things on the grassland earlier and return to the capital before this little guy was born.

Mrs. Lin stared at the door and looked forward to it, but she didn't expect that what she was waiting for was not General Lin who returned to Beijing, but the desperate news that her husband had been assassinated on the grassland and was dying.

Hearing of this tragedy, Mrs. Lin almost fainted, but the labor pain of imminent childbirth kept her awake.

"Sister Mu, leave me alone, go find Fengxue, you guys hurry up and go to the grassland, maybe it's still too late." , Mrs. Lin's face was pale, cold sweat broke out, and the sharp pain made her look very haggard.

"But... What do you do. Mu Qingzhu hesitated slightly, and now Mrs. Lin was at the critical moment when she was about to give birth.

"I can't die, you go find Fengxue! With the two of you, he will be there in two days, and he will be able to save him if he can't. ”

Mu Qingzhu no longer hesitated when he heard this, grabbed the door and went straight to Yizhou, where Fu Fengxue was stationed, if something went well, Fu Fengxue, who had superb medical skills, said that he couldn't really have time to save General Lin's life.

Just a few dozen minutes after she went, a shocking bloody case occurred in the General's Mansion, which was closest to the palace, and no one in the palace was spared.

Mu Qingzhu had just walked out of the city gate when he saw the flames rising from behind him. She vaguely felt that something was wrong, jumped up the city wall and took a look, and found that the courtyard where the fire broke out was the Lin Mansion that she had just left.

In an instant, an inexplicable emotion came to his heart, and before he had time to think about what was going on, Mu Qingzhu hurriedly turned back.

But just over a moment, it was too late.

In just a few dozen minutes, back to the Lin Mansion, the beautiful mountains and rivers of Fang Cai had become devastated, and the vegetation of the rockery had all turned into scorched earth ruins, and the smell of blood and burnt was everywhere.

Mu Qingzhu rushed into the room with red eyes, and at that moment, her perception as a martial arts master had already told her that her sister was no longer there.

She fell to her knees in a daze, her eyes widened and she gasped blankly, and suddenly, she noticed a faint breath.

Under the bed! Someone is alive under the bed! Mu Qingzhuruo frantically fished out the swaddling clothes under the bed.

Really! The little one in swaddling clothes was staring at her with wide eyes in confusion. It's a boy.

Grief, surprise, confusion, all kinds of emotions entangled her, Mu Qingzhu didn't have time to think about anything, so she could only leave the capital overnight with the baby in her arms, and went straight to Yecheng, thousands of miles away, to a trustworthy big man.

Out of the capital, the baby fell asleep, and Mu Qingzhu didn't go far before he met Fu Fengxue, who came to hear the news.

General Fu did not wear armor, but wore a white shirt, with a handsome appearance and a white face, like a Confucian general. It's just that his body style of running to the capital seems to be under Mu Qingzhu, and he must also be a martial arts master.

Seeing the baby in Mu Qingzhu's arms, Fu Fengxue did not show joy, but sighed deeply.

Because of this situation, presumably everyone else in the Lin Mansion is no longer alive.

General Lin was ambushed in the grassland, and the Lin family was wiped out in the capital, these two bad news came at the same time, and Fu Fengxue, who had a broad temperament, was also overwhelmed, and there seemed to be a thousand catties of boulder on his chest.

"Seriously, that's enough." , Mu Qingzhu's words were full of accusations, "I don't know what's going on, and I don't want to know." It's your business, and I don't want to be involved in it anymore. ”

Fu Fengxue looked ashamed, General Lin went to the grassland, and the three armies around the capital were all commanded by him, he didn't get any news about this matter, and he was really ashamed of the Lin family.

Seeing Fu Fengxue's words, Mu Qingzhu didn't want to talk nonsense, so he had to leave again.

"Where are you going?" , Fu Fengxue frowned slightly, this girl has always been reckless, although she is strong in martial arts, she is two years older than Mrs. Lin. But in fact, he is not familiar with the world and has a clear mind, such a person wanders the rivers and lakes with his eldest brother's son, and Fu Fengxue can't rest assured.

"Ye Cheng."

Fu Fengxue's brows stretched a little, Ye Wangye is General Lin's sworn brother, he has a straightforward temperament, and Ye Cheng is on the border of Zhou, far away from Kyoto, it is indeed a good place to go.

It's just that Mu Qingzhu made this decision, I'm afraid he already has a deep distrust of His Majesty. Only this girl who is not afraid of heaven and earth dares to express her suspicions of His Majesty so obviously.

Fu Fengxue had no choice but to sigh and explain, "Your Majesty was assassinated tonight, and now his life hangs by a thread, and it has absolutely nothing to do with this matter." If you follow me into the palace, I will let him grow up in the palace in the future, and he will have the same status as the prince. ”

On par with the status of a prince, what a temptation was this in the feudal period? However, Mu Qingzhu just shook his head, "Since even His Majesty will be assassinated, no part of this capital is safe." The Lin family is gone, I just want him to live well. ”

"Besides. There is Your Majesty in the two armies in the city, and you in the three armies outside the city, even I can see such a shocking bloody case, and it is impossible for the two of you not to hear the slightest rumor. Mu Qingzhu stared at Fu Fengxue deadly, "I believe you, so I don't believe Your Majesty." ”

Silent.

After a while, Fu Fengxue accepted Mu Qingzhu's reason. Just before that, he wanted to see the child and hug him.

Fu Fengxue took the swaddling clothes, a little cramped, he fought the world in his life, but he had never held a child, and he seemed a little helpless for a while.

Shaking it gently in an orderly manner, he stretched out his right hand and nodded the little guy's small and cute nose, and unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, "This child is a little like his mother." ”

"But it's good to be like his mother." , Fu Fengxue laughed, "Brother Lin's temperament is too gentle, after all, in this world, either you kill people, or people kill you......"

Speaking of the back, Fu Fengxue's voice gradually became quieter, he was also suspicious of His Majesty, but after all, His Majesty was seriously injured tonight, and he was still waiting for himself to go for treatment. What's going on here?

Could it be that Your Majesty is really a cunning rabbit to death, a lackey cooks; The birds are exhausted, and the means of good bow hiding are to eradicate the former think-tank Mrs. Lin and her sworn brother General Lin to prevent future troubles?

In the past, we fought together and worked hard, and we have just come to the founding of the country, is Your Majesty so anxious? Fu Fengxue really didn't want to believe it.

Mu Qingzhu took the swaddling clothes back, glanced at Fu Fengxue with a complicated expression, said no more, and turned around and left.

Fu Fengxue stared at the direction she left for a long time, and stopped talking, and after a while, he let out a long sigh, this sigh was extremely melodious, as if he wanted to vent the depression and anger in his heart. He turned and walked in the direction of the palace, his face complicated, and he didn't know what he was hiding in his heart.

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It's dawn.

The sun rises in the east, and the golden sunlight shines on the ground.

The blood-stained corpses in the Lin Mansion had been disposed of, the bluestone slabs were as clean as ever, and the pond in the backyard had returned to clarity, as if nothing had happened.

It's just the smoke and fire that left on the houses, the withered and scorched vegetation of the branches, and the fact that it can't be erased.

In the palace, the emperor, whose life was hanging by a thread, was rescued by Fu Fengxue, his face was pale at the moment, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were staring straight at the roof. There were several doctors around him who were in a hurry.

Fu Fengxue was outside the hall, holding on to the white marble railing, his long hair scattered behind him with the wind, his eyes were a little blank, and he looked into the distance casually, not knowing what he was thinking.

And on the way from the capital to Yecheng, Mu Qingzhu, who was in a hurry under the stars, continued to run to the east without stopping, with three points of tiredness in his eyes.

This night, they all thought a lot, but no one knew that the little general had already died, and this little baby who could attract the attention of several big people was a soul from another world.

Lin Fu woke up slowly, facing the early sun, watching these landscapes of the other world pass under him, as if he was rewinding.

Mu Qingzhu, who was holding him, was sad but resolute enough, but it was this perseverance that made people feel more sympathetic.