Chapter 153: Three Years of Filial Piety

In the night, a black figure swept over the palace wall, flew into the palace, evaded the Praetorian Guards, and went straight to the harem......

When passing by the Chaoyang Palace, he deliberately stayed on the shadow of the tree for a while.

Outside the Chaoyang Palace, Mo Yange was still kneeling straight, and in the night, the light-colored figure seemed more and more lonely and desolate.

Mo Yange noticed that something was wrong behind him, turned his head to look, only to feel that a gust of wind was blowing behind him, and the branches were swaying slightly, without a trace of abnormality.

Mo Yange smiled bitterly, I'm afraid that I have been kneeling for the past few days, and I have hallucinated.

In the inner courtyard of this palace, there are so many Praetorian Guards, how can anyone enter.

……

In the Chengming Palace, Emperor Tianxin had already gone to bed and rested.

There are eunuchs guarding inside and outside the door.

The man in black climbed up to the roof, his toes touching the tiles without a sound.

Counting the tiles, he stopped in the center, raised his hand and lifted the tiles under his feet, no more, no less, just above the Tianxin Emperor Dragon Bed.

The hall was lit by a few candles, and it was dimly lit.

Looking at the position of the candle flame, if someone enters the temple, it will definitely cast the shadow of the person on the door and window, so that the people outside the house can see clearly.

The man in black untied the cuffs, his fingers two inches down from the tile, and observed for a moment.

In an instant, a barely visible silver thread flew out of his fingertips.

It pierced into Emperor Tianxin's heart.

I saw that the heart of the person on the dragon bed was slightly raised, as if it was difficult to breathe.

The fingertips touched the silver thread, and the silver thread vibrated and transmitted to Emperor Tianxin's heart, but for a moment and a half, he exhaled his last breath as if relieved.

With a flick of the fingers, the silver thread was withdrawn, so fast that it was not stained with a trace of blood.

……

"Your Majesty, it's gone!"

The next day, when it was faintly bright, I heard the drum and bell in the palace, which spread throughout the palace.

Mo Yange frowned, quickly got up, knelt for four days, and as soon as he stood up, he fell down uncontrollably.

Finally, with the support of his father-in-law, he limped towards the Chengming Palace.

However, after a long time, hundreds of civil and military officials, princes and princesses all came.

The entire Fengtian Temple was surrounded by water.

Emperor Tianxin's death is not unusual, and now that he is old, he is naturally dying.

The first emperor died, and the third prince Ye Jingyan returned to the throne and immediately ascended the throne.

Changed the name to Jian'an.

Known as Emperor Yan.

The new emperor ascended the throne and announced to the world.

As for the marriage between Mo Yange and Princess Showa, it was also rejected by Emperor Yan on the grounds that the first emperor died and kept filial piety for the woman for three years.

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The new emperor ascended the throne, and Mo Yange was busy for a day, and he didn't return home until late at night.

The first thing I did when I returned home was to see Hua Sheng, but I learned that she had been unconscious for several days.

"How so? Have you ever looked for Lang Zhong? ”

"Since the general left, the young lady sat in the courtyard without eating or drinking, waiting for you, no matter who persuaded her, she waited for two days, and she fell completely ill, and Lang Zhong also invited a lot, but she only prescribed some useless decoctions."

Seeing that Mo Yange was full of worries, Lan Yue said again: "Fortunately, there is Shen Yang Gongzi, after the needle for the young lady, I woke up for a while, saying that I would eat something and sleep peacefully, and I would be fine when I woke up today." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yange was relieved, went back to his room, ate something simply, cleaned it, and went back to Hua Sheng's room.

After a few days, she had lost a lot of weight, and her weak face was bloodless.

Mo Yange didn't close his eyes for a few days, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he leaned on Hua Sheng's side and fell asleep deeply.