Emperor Wen Jingyuan died of a long illness in the middle of the night, and the crown prince will ascend the throne at a later date after the mourning.

In the imperial capital of Fengluo, where the news was closed, this news spread quickly like wings, and when the notices of the imperial court were not all pasted, all the people knew that the imperial court was about to change hands again.

Wen Moqing was in the imperial capital at that time, although he was not surprised by the fact that Wen Jingyuan was dead, but he was somewhat surprised by Lian Song's boldness - after all, the prince of the prison country is different from the prince, and he needs to be canonized by the emperor before he can officially ascend the throne, but without Wen Jingyuan's rectification, various edicts from the imperial court directly call Wen Mozheng the prince, which is obviously a move to mess up the court, and the prince's accession to the throne is also unexpected.

Or rather, with danger warnings.

"The prince is going to have an accident, and if he doesn't decide as soon as possible, another life will be in vain." In the huge inner hall, Wen Moqing stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows cold.

Several important ministers sitting opposite each other in the chairs on both sides bowed their heads and discussed for a while, and after a while, they looked up at Wen Moqing with a panicked expression: "We also know that traitors are in charge and the prince is being held hostage and used, but the emperor needs to be in charge of the command of the forbidden army, even if we want to mobilize the soldiers of the forbidden army, it is useless!" ”

"Yes, the prince should know the rules of the forbidden army. Now that Lian Song has appointed Su Hao as the governor of the forbidden army, if anyone dares to exceed his authority or disobey the order, Su Hao will order him to be executed, which of those soldiers in the forbidden army dares to act rashly? In this matter, a few of us are really powerless! ”

The helpless complaint was expected in Wen Moqing's opinion, and he raised his hand slightly to stop everyone's speech, and his ink-colored eyes were calm and calm: "Lian Song successively supported Su Hao and Chen Gengyu as the governor of the forbidden army, on the surface, he wanted to stabilize the forbidden army camp and prevent the forbidden army from launching a coup d'état in the imperial capital, but if you calculate carefully, you will find that Lian Song's ambitions are more than that. You can imagine, if one day Lian Song accused the northern and southern border troops of being rebels and let the forbidden army camp go out to suppress the rebellion, what would be the result? ”

In order to stop the pace of the Great Abyss's demise, the second prince Wen Moshu even openly disobeyed the emperor's order and led his troops to the south to support, if at this time Lian Song had rebelled as an excuse to trigger the forbidden military camp to suppress it...... The consequences are unimaginable.

With the power of the women's army in the past, this kind of thing is not impossible, thinking of this, the sound of gasping and cold air sounded one after another, and the ministers became more and more panicked.

Wen Moqing was silent for a long time, and then put the long sword in his hand on the table: "I will sneak into the palace as much as possible to contact the prince, and strive to give the prince a chance to appear in public, and hand over the power of commanding the troops to the second prince and General Yun." During this period, several elders were also asked to maintain it with all their might, and the previous dynasty must not be chaotic again. ”

The secret meeting ended in a hurry, and a close friend of King Dingyuan stopped Wen Moqing and patted Wen Moqing on the shoulder: "The prince is a good person, and the loss of the prince is a loss to my great abyss." These words may not sound very good, but at the moment, the only one who can inherit the will of the prince and shoulder the heavy responsibility is you, no matter what happens, our group of people will always be on your side, and please keep going! ”

Rarely, Wen Moqing smiled lightly: "Liang Shangshu rest assured, my wife is still fighting the enemy with weapons in the north, even if it is for her, I will stick to the end." ”

"You mean green ...... The princess? Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Liang Shangshu hurriedly changed his words, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed on his face.

With Lian Song's "help", almost everyone now knows that the person Wen Moqing married is King Qinglian, even if they don't say it on the surface, these courtiers who once had a heart-to-heart relationship with King Dingyuan have some thoughts in their hearts, and they feel unbelievable when they hear Wen Moqing's words and worries about fighting the enemy in the north.

"There is no dishonorable past in Liwu, everything about her began when she met me. In the future, Liang Shangshu and several elders will slowly hear more about her, and I promise, it is a completely different rumor from the Qinglian King - by the way, her name is Honglian now. Being with her is the greatest pride of my life. ”

The smile is like a flash, fleeting, but it leaves a deep affection in everyone's eyes and ears.

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Yan Liwu woke up from his confused stupor again, and the person was already in the camp of the garrison in the south, surrounded by Mu Jiu Ge with restless eyes and Chu Ci, who was always so lazy and slow, and full of elegance.

Looking back, the memory seems to be broken at the moment when I saw Wen Moshu's figure from afar.

"What about Your Highness?" With the help of Mu Jiuge, he turned over and sat up, and Yan Li rubbed his hazy eyes.

"Your Highness is discussing with General Yun about retreating, and I will come over later. How does Miss Yan feel, is there anything wrong with her? Chu Ci went around to the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand and touched Yan Li's forehead, "I'll ask Miss Yan carefully after dinner, although I'm not a miracle doctor, I have traveled south and north over the years, and I still have some knowledge, maybe I can see the root cause of Miss Yan's strange illness." ”

Chu Ci's identity is mysterious, but his smart mind can always make people feel at ease. Yan Liwu nodded, just at this time, Wen Moshu stepped into the room, and the people around him immediately dispersed.

"Are you feeling better?" Wen Moshu subconsciously wanted to touch Yan Li's forehead, but he froze before he stretched out his hand, and finally put it down after a few moments. With an embarrassed smile, Wen Moshu stood one step away from Yan Liwu: "I suddenly fainted when I saw you from a distance, which scared me, but fortunately, it's not a big deal." The dozen or so girls have returned to the north with important letters, you have a good rest in the past two days, and you will talk about anything when you are well. ”

"It's not a serious illness, Your Highness made a fuss. By the way, I have to trouble His Royal Highness to prepare two good horses for me and Mu Daxia, and we are going to Rongcheng. ”

The overly polite tone made Wen Moshu look a little gloomy, and the thoughtful smile was still on his face: "The horses are easy to say, they can be ready in half an hour." However, Rongcheng is in the south of Wanxia, if you and Mu Daxia want to go, they will inevitably pass through the battle zone between the two armies, isn't it too dangerous? ”

"Since it was Helian Ming's invitation, she would definitely make arrangements." Yan Li looked at Wen Moshu worriedly, his eyes clear without any thoughts, "Your Highness don't worry, the identity of King Qinglian is still quite useful sometimes, at least the people on the other side of Huo Sidu don't want me to have anything to do." In fact, I really look forward to meeting Helian Mingyan alone, if many things are not explained clearly, there will be many entanglements and troubles in the future, so it is better to take this opportunity to end them together. ”

The stubbornness of the words, Wen Mo knew that he couldn't stop it, and after sighing secretly, he could only send someone to prepare the horses carefully. Because he was too worried about the ninth day of the first month, Yan Liwu had a simple dinner in the camp and left at night, leaving a lonely figure looking at the edge of the city.

"After the meal, I asked Miss Yan about her condition in detail, and it didn't sound like a disease, and I thought back to what I heard when I was walking in southern Zhongzhou, and I had a not very good idea in my heart." The flute in Chu Ci's hand turned slowly, and there was a little bit of depth in his eyes.

Wen Mo let out a long sigh: "No matter how bad the situation is, I have experienced it, there is nothing to be afraid of, so Master Chu will say it directly." ”

"Most of the southern ethnic groups believe in witchcraft, and there are many bizarre rumors that everyone knows. That year, when I traveled around Nanqing, I heard a similar story from the locals, which was about a young man who had offended an elder of the Wicca Sect, and the elder was angry and had done some kind of trick on the young man, so that the young man could not sleep until his body dried up and died. I heard that before the Gu technique attacked, that young man also had symptoms similar to Miss Yan suddenly falling asleep at every turn, so ......"

"So you think that Liwu was tricked by someone?" Wen Mozheng frowned slightly and was half incredulous, and after thinking about it deeply, he actually became more and more frightened, "The Hosdu Empire is located in the south of Zhongzhou, and some customs and beliefs have similar or the same effect as the southern part of Zhongzhou, if it is said that Liwu was tricked by someone in Hosdu, but in this way, doesn't it mean that Liwu is indeed related to the Hosdu Empire?" ”

Chu Ci shrugged and said noncommittal: "It can be determined that it is the Qinglian King who is related to the Hosdu Empire, and what we have been looking for is the relationship between the Qinglian King and the Yan girl. Speaking of which, I've always been silent about the relationship between Miss Yan and King Qinglian, because I didn't want to separate Miss Yan and King Qinglian from the beginning, even if I knew they weren't the same person—I mean, in terms of ideas and personalities. ”

"Chu Ci, you've confused me." Slightly stunned, Wen Moshu smiled faintly and bitterly, "Yes, yes, no, no, what else is there?" Even the son of the world who is closest to the sorrow can't judge, what can we, the onlookers, understand? ”

"Does Your Highness really consider himself a bystander?" Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and asked.

The question that should have been easy to answer, Wen Moshu was dumbfounded by the question - in this emotional entanglement, he finally became a bystander who could only be admired, but what about the whole thing? Does he have the position of being a bystander?

The answer seems less clear-cut.

Chu Ci turned his back to the somewhat cold wind, raised the collar of his cloak and wrapped himself, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes revealed a wise light: "In this way, let's say that Miss Yan is someone we don't know." According to the information we once exchanged with each other, after the original prince slaughtered the Qinglian Palace, he accidentally found that there was a woman with the same appearance and voice as the Qinglian King who was still alive, what was His Highness's first reaction at this time? Is this person a person who resembles the Qinglian King with a great coincidence? Or do you think that the real Qinglian King is not dead? ”

"Naturally...... I feel that the Qinglian King has cheated to death. With a slight groan, Wen Moshu replied truthfully.

"Well, according to His Highness's inference, it is easy to understand why the prince of the world was ruthless to Miss Yan at that time, because the prince also thought that Miss Yan was the king of Qinglian who cheated to death. But what happened next was more interesting. The flute lightly touched his chin, and Chu Ci's eyes narrowed slightly, "The prince let Miss Yan live in Qinglian Palace, why is this?" After that, Shizi gave up the opportunity to kill the girl several times in a row, why is this? Assuming that the prince had no intention of killing the Qinglian King, then why would he bring people to wash the Qinglian Palace with blood? There are so many contradictions in it that I can't help but have a very interesting guess. ”

The flute swept through the air, blocking a trace of cold wind, bringing bursts of dark incense at the same time, and leading to the past that had not been mentioned for a long time.

"I wonder if the son's contradictory behavior in the past could have something to do with the intervention of others? wants to kill the Qinglian King, and repeatedly let the Qinglian King live, the two completely different methods of the prince, one of them must be instructed by someone behind the scenes. ”