Mu Churan's face was gloomy, his gaze crossed Xiao He, glanced at Wang Siyi lying on the edge of the tree, looked back at Xiao He, and found that her face was gray, and couldn't help but take a step forward and pull her behind him, but subconsciously he just wanted to isolate her from this picture.

Xiao He was slightly stunned, stood behind Mu Churan, and took a step back in a hurry, the faint ambergris on his body made her sober up.

"Your Majesty! The Assassins have taken it! ”

The guards came to report, and Xiao He and Mu Churan turned back together.

The man in gray was carried by several people together, and the blood on his body did not stop. They threw him at will and laid him on the bluestone slab in front of the temple. With two thuds, his spike fell to the side. But it was like falling on Xiao He's heart.

Mu Churan walked over a few steps and asked the guards on the side, "Are you still alive?" ”

The guard crouched down, ripped off the mask from his face, and slapped him again, not knowing if he had blood in his mouth or if he had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood. Xiao He followed to the side, and his heart was in one place.

Why did he come? Why did you kill Wang Siyi?

The answer was almost imminent, but she wouldn't believe it.

Mu Churan discerned it in his memory, and slowly walked to the assassin's side, "I remember you!" You are the killer of the Blue Dragon Hall! Who sent you? What Mu Churan remembered was this pair of splitting thorns, as well as his fierce and ruthless killing moves.

The guards on the side grabbed Xiao Shi's hair and lifted him off the ground so that he could look at Mu Churan, "Say it quickly!" Your Majesty asks you something! His injuries were very serious, his eyes recognized the figure, slid from Mu Churan's dragon robe, and when it landed on Xiao He's body, the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Slap, two more resounding slaps.

"Isn't it dumb? Your Majesty dares not to answer your questions? ”

Xiao He bit his lower lip tightly, and the hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists. She hated that he had promised not to be the killer again, but he was stained with blood in front of her, but she hated to see him injured all over his body, and she still couldn't bear it like a knife.

He did betray his promise. Where she didn't know, how many things he hadn't told her.

The hatred fermented and quickly filled the entire chest, squeezing and filling all the gaps, blocking her so much that she couldn't lift her breath, and her chest ached vividly.

She had believed in him so much, rejoiced all night at his words, and worried at his injury. She thought she could be with him for a long time, but he didn't want anything, no matter what her identity was, she would always be the same. This affection is something she has never had, although I don't know how ordinary men and women will tell each other, but she has also imagined that maybe this kind of companionship is also one of all kinds of love. She covered it up, but she never denied it.

Unfortunately, it turned out that everything was nothing more than a hoax.

Is he just like Murong and just using himself?

Xiao He raised his head, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the sourness that was about to overflow.

Mu Churan had already ordered someone to take him down to guard and interrogate, Xiao He was half lost, watching him being dragged away, leaving a bloody path in front of the hall, which was very dazzling. The real people of Jiudan Palace were also arrested and taken down for interrogation.

After counting the casualties, only Wang Siyi was killed in the attack, and the other forty or fifty people suffered some minor injuries and descended the mountain one after another.

Mu Churan asked Xiao He to go back to the palace with his Luanjia, he thought that Xiao He was frightened by this appearance, so he took special care of her. And Xiao He was full of worries, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only bow his head and obey the order.

Duan Heng Ji Changge and the others were still helping the injured to be sent down the mountain on the side, and they saw Xiao He getting into Mu Churan's carriage from a distance. Duan Heng was anxious in his heart, and he was in a hurry, so he was busy taking care of his comrades around him, and he didn't ask Xiao He if he was injured, only then did he know that he was worried.

Ji Changge patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, the assassin has been arrested, Brother Xiao just drove back to the palace, it should be fine." ”

Duan Hengcai bowed slightly, turned around and continued to direct the remaining wounded to leave in an orderly manner.

In the Zijin City, people from all sides came to Mu Churan to report the progress of the Jiudan Palace incident, when the Xuanwu boulder exploded, they were injured by the rubble and were all ministers of the DPRK and China, especially those who stood in the forefront were all ministers of the second grade or above, and after the explosion, there were people pushing on the mountain road, and some people fell and were trampled by the crowd when they rushed down the mountain, and some people were squeezed out of the mountain road and rolled down the cliff, more than 100 people were injured, and five or six people were missing.

Unexpectedly, a festival turned into the most serious tragedy in the imperial capital in recent years.

Dali Temple was responsible for a thorough investigation of the case, and the case of Wang Siyi's assassination was handed over to the Criminal Department for trial.

Pang Shi'an, the secretary of Dali Temple, was a man of few words, and immediately set off to investigate the convoy transporting the stone turtles after receiving the order, and the Criminal Department did not dare to slack off after receiving the assassin into the prison. Gao Bowang, the secretary of the Criminal Department, was injured by gravel in the Jiudan Palace, and recuperated in the house, and the interrogation was represented by the squire Gongsun Ou.

Gao Bowang has a good relationship with Wang Siyi in private, and he has frequent private contacts. Now that Wang Siyi has an accident, he is deeply saddened and indignant for his friends. Although he was unable to try the case in person due to his injuries, he also repeatedly explained to his subordinates that he did not need to be polite, and killed Wei before he spoke.

It's just that the assassin was already injured, and Gongsun Ou acted cautiously, although he was ordered by his boss, he was not in a hurry to be punished, but instead recruited a doctor to take care of his injuries first, and wanted to hold his life before questioning.

Xiao He had been following Mu Churan, quietly listening to the reports of these people, and gradually she regained some calm.

Originally, she thought that this matter might be planned by Murong and the power of Qinglongtang to disrupt the situation, but she thought about it later, this was not Murong's style of acting. Murong has always done things like chess, and he has already thought of three moves before he has landed, and he will not just give up with one blow, and he doesn't like to involve innocents when he plans.

It's not that Xiao He knows him well, it's just like the trick of the acrobatic troupe used by Murong when he lured her to the bait at the beginning, creating chaos with human life, if he was unintentional, just find a living person to be the target, but he just used a horse thief leader who did a lot of evil and endangered the township. is so easy to give, not only because of his self-confidence, but also because he only kills those who should be killed.

This is fundamentally different from the Qinglongtang, an executioner organization that collects money from people to eliminate disasters for others. This is also one of the reasons why Xiao He was not too resistant to cooperating with him at the beginning.

How could a person like him, who pretends to be high and high under the banner of saving the world, hide saltpeter and fire oil in the stone turtle to harm the pond fish?

Murong has always had only one goal, and that is to concentrate all his forces against Mu Chu.

If there had only been assassination today, she would have been a little skeptical.

But when the two things are put together, it is too much of a drawing, and in terms of strategy, it seems a little messy and crude. If the purpose of this chaos is only to cover up the assassination, then the people behind the scenes are really vicious, ruthless and selfish to the point of outrageousness. No matter who he was aiming for, he shouldn't have used this kind of mass murder weapon, not to mention that he had lost so many lives in vain, and hundreds of innocent people had been injured as a result.

After everyone retreated, Mu Churan sighed heavily.

He said to Xiao He: "It's better not to do it on this year's Longevity Festival, everything is not going well, maybe God warns ......" Xiao He saw him for the first time and showed a depressed appearance in front of him, and when he heard the report from the audience, he sat with a calm face, thinking that he was not affected much.

didn't expect him to just hold on.

"Your Majesty, do you really believe that there is an apocalypse?" Xiao He asked rhetorically.

Although it was indeed Mu Churan who personally led hundreds of officials to Jiufeng Mountain to watch the Kaiguang Dharma and greet the so-called spirit stone, Xiao He didn't feel that Mu Churan was a person who was jealous of ghosts and gods. At this time, he was restless, it was just human nature.

After experiencing a lot of chaos, seeing the heavy casualties, no one will be in a good mood, let alone the Son of Heaven. His courtiers were killed and wounded, but he was powerless to do anything about it, neither a prophet nor a culprit.

Xiao He has a deep understanding of this sense of powerlessness.

Without waiting for Mu Churan to answer, Xiao He then persuaded: "Wanshou Festival should not be affected by this, at this time, Your Majesty should do everything as usual, so that the other courtiers and the people can feel at ease." Mu Churan glanced up at Xiao He, with some warmth in his eyes.

"Your Majesty's birthday is on July 15, dare to ask Your Majesty, before you ascend the throne, do you know what day is July 15 for the people?" Xiao He looked back at him, his face calm.

"Midyear Festival, the day of returning home to worship ancestors." Of course Mu Churan knew.

"Then after His Majesty ascended the throne, did he abolish the folk custom of the Midyear Festival?" Xiao He asked knowingly.

"Of course not." Mu Churan followed her words and answered truthfully.

"Why?" Xiao He asked.

"This is a custom that has been established for thousands of years, how can it be abolished because I am alone?" Mu Churan smiled and asked.

"In the same way, Your Majesty's birthday is a birthday celebration ceremony for the monarch of the Great Yin Kingdom, how can it be invalidated because it is not a rebellion among ministers and thieves?" Xiao He's reason is simple, there is still a national body and national fortune are all on him, whether he is happy or not, he should make a gesture on this special day, not for himself, but for the world. It is to let the people of the world know that their king is healthy and wise, so that they will have expectations and beliefs in the country led by such a king.

How could Mu Churan not understand this truth, but he is also flesh and blood, and there will be joys, sorrows, and emotional ups and downs. So it's not surprising that simple things are ignored.

After Xiao He's persuasion, his heart was much happier, not only reinvigorated his spirits, but also showed the usual smile in the past. He couldn't help but reach out to hold Xiao He's hand, and said pleadingly: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to get rid of the demons in my heart." ”

Xiao He was about to excuse himself, but when he heard Mu Churan's sigh, he lowered his head and flipped her palm, and raised it in front of him to look.

There were several nail marks in Xiao He's palm, two of which were the deepest, and the skin and flesh were all pinched. Although the bleeding is no longer there, there is still blood stains. This was when she saw that the person who committed the assassination was the Ten Hall Yama, and her heart was agitated, and the strength in her hand could not be controlled.