It wasn't until she left the jungle that Mu Baizhuo pulled her under a bridge, and seeing her pained appearance, a trace of distress flashed in Mu Baizhuo's eyes,

"Qiao'er, your brother is not dead yet!"

In one sentence, Nan Qiao's eyes lit up, and he looked at him in disbelief, obviously, his brother had no breath, and even his body was stiff, how could he survive?

Nan Qiao took his hand excitedly, "Xiaobai, you are serious, but..."

"Seven days of broken souls, remember?" Mu Baizhuo asked rhetorically.

Nan Qiao nodded violently, "Remember, is it..."

But there was so much blood, my brother was obviously stabbed in the chest, and those blood...

Mu Baizhuo held her hand instead, "I promised you to do my best to protect your brother, and I had a premonition that something unexpected would happen at today's execution ground, so I gave your brother seven days in advance." He paused and said,

"When I met Cen Xi, he gave me two choices, and I chose the first one, so in order to hide from him, I had to stab your brother, but I was measured in that knife, looking at the amount of bleeding, but in fact, I avoided the heart, and after Cen Xi left, I sealed several acupuncture points on your brother's body in time, so he won't really die."

Nan Qiao was only focused on his brother, and did not listen to the two choices he said, only asked,

"Then we should have just been..."Nan Qiao stopped talking, she raised her eyes to look at Mu Baizhuo's serious and serious handsome face, as if she had figured out something, "So you will do what you want, and simply let the emperor eliminate his obsession with the prince's brother and let the prince's brother return to China safely?" ”

Mu Baizhuo nodded, "Well, only if the emperor sees your brother's death with his own eyes, he will let go!" ”

Nan Qiao burst into tears excitedly, "Fortunately, fortunately, Xiaobai, I don't know how to thank you." ”

Mu Baizhuo hugged her in his arms and whispered a few words in her ear,

"It's good you believe me!"

This night, the lights in the Lianxiang Palace were lit all night, and when Ji Wuyu came back from the palace, it was already the middle of the night, and he wanted to go there several times without listening to the call, but every time he took a few steps, he couldn't help but turn back.

So Ji Wuyu called Chengfeng and asked some about Nan Qiao's situation.

"Back to the master, the county lord came back before dark, and when he came back, he locked himself in the house."

"Does she have any food?"

Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly.

Ji Wuyu stared in the direction of Lianxiang Palace, "Nan Musheng is the person she cares about the most, and now that Nan Musheng is gone, she naturally feels uncomfortable!" ”

Chengfeng didn't dare to answer, and kept his head down.

"Go down and let the kitchen prepare some food and send it to her."

After saying this, Ji Wuyu was about to walk towards the opposite place of the Lianxiang Palace, and said in surprise, "Isn't the master going to see the county lord?" ”

Ji Wuyu stopped, "No, this king still has something to do!" ”

In the house, Nan Qiao locked herself up, ostensibly creating an illusion of sadness to outsiders, but in fact she was planning how to 'transport' her brother back to Nanjin.

Before, she asked Mu Baizhuo to develop the Seven Days Soul Breaking Dispersion, in order to achieve the goal of death, but at that time, there was just a lack of an opportunity, so she never acted, but she didn't expect that this time Mu Baizhuo was in a hurry, and used this incident to make everyone believe that his brother was dead, so it would be much easier to send his brother back.

But everything can't be taken lightly, the most important thing at the moment is to get back her brother's body, Yu Wenmo didn't say it clearly in Mu Baizhuo before, otherwise it would arouse suspicion, so she had to think of a perfect strategy.

In the Wutong Palace, which has not been inhabited for a long time, tonight, Yu Wenmo took Nan Musheng's body to live in, everything in it was completely new, and he almost sent someone to clean it every day, so that one day the phoenix could come back, and as soon as he came back, he could see the newly renovated palace.

The whole palace was full of white candles, the eunuchs had already quietly retreated, and quietly in the hall, there was a pot of wine, two silver cups, Yu Wenmo poured two glasses of wine, raised a glass and slowly poured the wine on the ground in front of the coffin, making a sound of water flowing.

In the coffin, Nan Musheng lay quietly, as if he was asleep, he was still handsome, but his face was a little dead white, peaceful and quiet.

The candle flames around gently shook the candle shadows, jumping and jumping, just like Yu Wenmo's heartbeat.

Yu Wenmo suddenly covered his hand on his chest, and his gradually bent fingers crumpled the clothes on his chest, and suddenly, he poured himself a sip of wine with his stuffy head, and then laughed wildly and compassionately.

The cup slammed to the ground with a clear orange sound.

"Phoenix, why can't you give me a chance to repent?"

This night, Yu Wenmo sat with his back against Nan Musheng's coffin for a night, and it wasn't until dawn that he finally got drunk and fell asleep by the coffin.

In the dream, Yu Wenmo saw the white-clothed young man under the sycamore tree, playing the piano, dancing the sword, playing chess, calligraphy and painting freely, those pictures switched over and over again in front of his eyes, as if he was in a different world, the young man's movements were elegant, his smile bloomed, and his ten fingers turned on the strings, playing his originally stable and comfortable life.

"Phoenix, let me go!"

Looking at the white-clothed young man under the sycamore tree, Yu Wenmo used all his strength to finish these words and then turned to leave.

Early in the morning, Ji Wuyu summoned Hongling to explain some things.

Hongling nodded slightly, worried, "But master, you do this..."

Ji Wuyu put the paper on the table into an anonymous envelope, "After this king leaves, give this to her." ”

Hongling frowned deeply, "Why should the master be like this?" Now the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty is dead. ”

"Needless to say, just do it!" Ji Wuyu's tone was stern, "Also, you don't have to tell her about it." ”

"Yes!" Hongling bowed her head and answered.

At noon, when the guards outside the Wutong Palace were changing shifts, a shadow swept over the high wall from the ground very quickly, and the guards disappeared in the blink of an eye before they could notice it.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!" Outside, An Gonggong ran into the hall in a hurry, and saw Yu Wenmo lying by the coffin drunk.

Seeing this situation, Gonggong An hurriedly helped Yu Wenmo up from the ground, "Oh, what can I do!" ”

"Phoenix, Phoenix..."Yu Wenmo was still shouting that name in his mouth at the moment.

Father-in-law An shook his head helplessly, sighed and said to himself, "Your Majesty, Your Highness has never had the slightest friendship with you, so why bother... Alas! ”

The guards outside ran in, "Father-in-law An, the emperor he..."

Father-in-law An waved his hand irritably, "The emperor is drunk, and if there is something, he can only wait for the emperor to wake up and report it!" ”

"But the front-line battle report is eight hundred miles expedited, this is the second time it has been transmitted to the palace, if the emperor doesn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gonggong An, "Didn't you see that the emperor was drunk?" Go down, go down!"

The guards had no choice but to retreat.

Gonggong An just helped Yu Wenmo to the door of the chariot, and before he took two steps, someone came to tell him,

"Father-in-law An, there is a fight at the gate of the palace!"

"What's going on?" Gonggong An asked.

"It's the Marquis of Zhongyong, who is meeting the lord of the Southern Jin Dynasty who has entered the palace, these two people are really enemies, as soon as they meet, the Marquis of Zhongyong indiscriminately threatens to kill the lord of the Southern Jin Dynasty." The person who came said.

"Well, what is this called!" Gonggong An had a headache and said, "Go and ask the king to pacify, now only the prince can control this matter." ”

"Yes!" Someone came and stepped back.

Before he had gone far, Yuwen Moxu blew some wind and sobered up a lot.

"Stop, stop!" He patted the edge of the reins and said, "Who told you to carry me out?" ”

Suddenly, the chariot stopped, and everyone knelt on the ground and shouted long live.

"An Neng, are you really getting more and more capable? Dare to be my lord privately!" Yu Wenmo was visibly angry.

Gonggong An kowtowed, "The emperor spared his life, but the slave saw you and saw the injury, so he took it upon himself to carry you back to the dormitory, and asked the emperor to spare his life!" ”

Yu Wenmo glanced at him and dropped a sentence, "Go to the court yourself to get the punishment!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Father-in-law An knew that Yu Wenmo was in a bad mood, so he didn't say much and retreated.

Yu Wenmo gently patted the edge of the reel, and slouched out a few words,

"Go to the Sycamore Palace!"

When the little eunuch below heard this, he hurriedly got up and walked back, but saw the smoke billowing from the Wutong Palace not far away, which seemed to be walking in the water.

Yu Wenmo immediately woke up from the wine, and hurriedly shouted, "Quick, find someone to put out the fire!" ”

The people below immediately panicked, and carried Yu Wenmo towards Wutong Palace very quickly, and at this time, all the palace maids and eunuchs outside Wutong Palace were busy going up to extinguish the fire.

Yu Wenmo hurriedly got out of the palace and rushed into the Wutong Palace quickly, only to see that there was a miasma of smoke inside, and it was in a mess.

He didn't care about it, and he didn't care about the little eunuch behind him telling him to slow down, so he ran directly towards the coffin in the hall, only to see that the slightly burned outer coffin revealed the original color of the wood, and the black edge was still a little burnt.

"Phoenix!" He shouted.

The inside of the coffin was visibly a small piece of the cheek, and the edge of the burned piece of skin was turned outward, revealing the hideous and terrifying underlining of the skin inside, and the wound here was like a burn from a wooden block that had fallen from a burn on a beam.

Yu Wenmo's heart ached, and he reached out to heal the wound, but his hand didn't fall in midair, and finally he withdrew his hand and gritted his teeth,

"Who did it?"

Soon, a little eunuch was brought in and pressed to the ground by two guards.

"The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life!"

Yu Wenmo kicked the little eunuch in the chest, "Spare your life? Drag down the five horses and split the corpses! ”

"Spare your life, Your Majesty, you all instructed the minions to do this after the abolition, and the minions were wronged!" The little eunuch quickly confessed.

"Wasted!" Yu Wenmo chewed the words, and from these two words, he could see the murderous aura in his eyes.

On the same day, Yu Wenmo asked Feng Jiuyi to be hanged to death in Fengjin Palace, without a trace of hesitation, even if he didn't even listen to Feng Jiuyi's defense.

Subsequently, Yu Wenmo ordered her body to be placed in a simple Nanmu coffin, and this matter somehow spread out of the palace, and it was known to the people and became the hottest topic of conversation in Chang'an City for a while.