On this morning, along with the battle report that the Six Dust Cult had been defeated on all fronts and that all the cities that had been occupied by thieves had been recovered, there was also Li Yunshen, who had been rescued from the prison in Pingzhou City.

When Li Yunshen walked into Zuo Ying's bedroom, he knew that everyone present was wary of him being an assassin under the disguise of the Shapeshifting Technique, so he didn't go straight to Zuo Ying's bed to say hello, but knelt down in the center of the room and said earnestly: "Greetings to Your Majesty." When the minister heard that His Majesty was injured in the army, his heart was like a knife, and he hated to be shot by an arrow for His Majesty, and suffered a piercing pain. ”

As soon as she saw this kung fu of saying meaty things in public without blushing, Zuo Ying knew that this Li Yunshen couldn't fake it 90%. And on the way to send him back, Helan Chu had already arranged for people who knew him to test him in many ways, and he was basically able to confirm his identity, but for the sake of safety, he still did not completely let down his guard.

Zuo Ying was relieved to see that although Li Yunshen was haggard, he didn't seem to have any injuries on his body, and it seemed that he didn't suffer too much because his identity was exposed. But what exactly did he encounter in the enemy army, but Zuo Ying was curious.

"Little San'er," Zuo Ying said, "Before you left, the things I handed you are still around?" ”

Li Yunshen replied: "Back to Your Majesty, the jade pendant is not by the minister's side. This thing is too valuable, and the minister can't bear to carry it deep into the tiger's den, so he doesn't take it with him at the moment. ”

Zuo Ying nodded, "You go down and rest first." ”

Li Yunshen raised his head and looked at Zuo Ying, revealing a look of wanting to speak and stopping, and finally lowered his head and responded, "Your Majesty." ”

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the cold stars are bleak, and the entire Jian'an Palace is floating with layers of treacherous clouds.

The four-way brigade of people with torches poured into the Weiyang Palace like a flood that opened the gates, and almost never encountered any decent resistance, and they had already replaced all the original guards in the Weiyang Palace, and none of the one hundred and sixty-eight palace rooms in the palace were missing, and all of them were firmly controlled.

Helan Chu rode on a Dawan horse, surrounded by the last group of men and horses, and entered Weiyang Palace. Everywhere they passed, the officers and soldiers of the guards bowed down in the wind.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the imperial study, a guard hurriedly ran out of the imperial study, knelt down in front of Helan Chuma and said, "Tell the master, Your Majesty committed suicide by hanging a beam in the imperial study!" ”

Hearing it left and right, they all showed disdain and thought that the crime was deserved, and some even shouted with joy: "The faint king is dead!" The faint king is dead—" The words quickly spread among the guards.

Helan Chu's face suddenly sank, and he hurriedly got off his horse and quickly ran into the imperial study.

Almost at the same time, the sound of Fang Ji being kicked to the ground came, and Helan Chu really saw that the slender body was already hanging under the beam deep in the imperial study, struggling twice without moving.

The surrounding guards blocked the imperial study, but no one dared to stand up and stop it.

Helan Chu took a flying step, quickly ran through the passage that the guards had given way to, and wrapped his arms around her body, and with a tiptoe of heel, he hugged her from the belt sleeve hanging from the beam.

He placed her on the ground and hugged her upper body.

Seeing that her bloodless face was frighteningly white at the moment, and the color of her lips was almost indistinguishable from the skin on her face, his heart couldn't help but hurt.

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