Chapter Ninety-Three: You Huan felt that it was already night
When he was studying in the Southern Academy, Ruan Fuzi said that if he violated the guidelines, he would be punished by heaven and scolded by the world, and his reputation would be left for 10,000 years even after death.
At that time, Youhuan was lying on the table in a daze, thinking disdainfully in her heart, how could anyone risk the world's disapproval.
But Youhuan underestimated people's greed and desire, which can make a person abandon his conscience and do things that are inferior to pigs and dogs.
This is the case with the current Emperor Zhao.
"Let go of me! Let me go! How dare you do this to me, I'm Princess Rong! ”
"Now that King Rong is dead, you will follow me in the future, maybe one day I will be happy, and I can give you a queen!" 、
The sound of the clothes being torn was like a sharp knife on Youhuan's heart, although Youhuan was simple at that time, but she was not stupid, she knew what Emperor Zhao was going to do to her mother later.
Youhuan wants to break free of the dust and drag her hand, and wants to climb out, after she goes out, she must teach the bully mother and concubine a hard lesson!
At that time, Yu Huan couldn't imagine what kind of chaotic scene was behind the bright yellow curtain.
Princess Rong screamed sharply, "Red Jade! ”
Youhuan, who was still struggling with Chen'an, subconsciously turned her head and looked outside, blood splattered, spread on the bright yellow curtain, and fell to the ground dotted.
Ruby fell to the ground and twitched, a deep wound cut on her neck by a sharp weapon, and blood gushed out. Hongyu's eyes were open, and her eyes, which were gradually losing focus, were finally looking in the direction of Youhuan and Chen'an.
"Ahh You Huan couldn't help but scream.
Although he was quickly covered by Chen'an, the powerful eunuch around Emperor Zhao still heard it, and he said to Emperor Zhao: "Your Majesty, there are still people hiding in this house, isn't it that the prince of Chen'an and the county lord Youhuan are also here?" ”
Before the two of them had time to grieve for Hongyu's death, Youhuan was so frightened that she trembled, she wanted to cry loudly as if she was usually wronged, but now she could only forcibly suppress the whimper in her throat.
Chen An was a little calmer than Youhuan, he covered Youhuan's mouth, and said in her ear: "Don't make a sound, don't make a sound......"
The wind blew in through an open window beside it, and the bright yellow curtain stained with red jade blood rose in the hall.
Da, da...... Emperor Zhao's footsteps approached them like a talisman.
Youhuan's body was tense, she didn't know what to do now, she didn't seem to have recovered from Hongyu's death.
What would happen if they were caught by Emperor Zhao?
Will he be killed like Aunt Ruby? Aunt Hongyu shed so much blood......
"My little nephew and little niece are here too? Come out and let me take care of you. "Emperor Zhao used to be a little more restrained in front of Youhuan and Chen'an, but King Rong died of illness, and their backers fell, and Emperor Zhao would no longer be afraid of anything.
What to do, what to do! Youhuan has no master, she doesn't know how it became like this, she just stripped the little eunuch's clothes as usual, and mixed into the Panlong Palace.
Obviously, a few hours ago, she was still talking and laughing with her playmates in the southern courtyard that she was going to the western suburbs to learn to ride a horse tomorrow, and everything was still so good and bright.
But now, there was only a patch of blood in front of her eyes, and it was still daytime outside, but Youhuan felt that it was already night.
"Sister, you have to hide it, don't make a sound, cover your eyes if you're afraid."
Youhuan's eyes widened as she watched Chen'an crawl out from beside her.