Chapter 543: This Killer Is Not Too Cold (Thirteen)
Do you want to go back and cause trouble, or do you want to go back and die?
Fu Xin choked on this sentence.
It took a long time for her to tremble her lips and say, "So you asked me to be a deserter?" β
"Yes." Jing Che will not make up any reason to hide this fact, this is the case, "Your second emperor brother asked me to take you away, take you away from the capital, out of the capital my task is completed, if you really want to come back, I will not stop you, from now on I will take my way, you cross your bridge." β
This sentence has cut off all her paths.
When she got out of the capital, even if she came back, it was estimated that the Fu family's rivers and mountains would be cold.
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Under the chaotic coup d'Γ©tat, the army could no longer distinguish whether it was a rebel or its own people, and the palace was full of shadows, corpses and bloodstains everywhere.
The imperial doctor trembled and took the emperor's pulse, and finally knelt down: "Your Majesty has died!" β
The second prince's pupils shrank suddenly.
The third prince hurriedly ran to him: "Brother Huang, everyone has searched the surroundings, but they haven't seen Xiao Qi!" β
Everything came too fast, too chaotic.
The only thing that can guarantee safety now is Fu Xin, who was taken away by Jing Che.
Worst of all, His Majesty is dead, but they still don't know who the rebellious courtier is.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The people who rushed didn't know that the emperor had died, so they hurriedly rushed over and knelt down, "It's a big deal, General Zhao led a large army to surround the palace!" β
All that was left was chaotic shouting.
The kneeling soldier didn't hear the emperor's response, and felt a little strange, and when he looked up, he saw that the imperial doctor's face was pale, and his lips trembled: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has died." β
Death?!
The soldiers were too frightened to get up.
The second prince gritted his teeth and said: "Who else can control the army now except Zhao Chongyan!" β
General Zhao, who won the trust of his father the most, turned out to be the leader of the rebellion.
No wonder the rebellions in various places are so rampant, no wonder the rebellion was put down by the hands of General Zhao, it turned out that the people left behind and had already united with the rebels!
Everyone knows that now they can't do anything except flee, the army has long been under the control of Zhao Chongyan, and a traitor may pop up around them at any time to assassinate them.
But as the prince of the dynasty, how could he escape!
"Brother Huang!" The third prince tugged at the sleeve of the second prince, "Brother Huang, let's go, let's go, let's leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, if you are killed now, how can we take back our country!" β
"Let's go?" The second prince smiled coldly, "Do you think Zhao Chongyan will let us go?" β
When the third prince heard this, his face turned pale.
Indeed, it is impossible for Zhao Chongyan to let go of their group of princes, and everyone understands the truth that cutting grass does not eradicate the roots and blowing the spring breeze and regenerating, since he dares to seek power and usurp the throne, he dares to do it thoroughly.
The eyes of the second prince were full of murderous aura.
The only way out for them now is to fight to the death!
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Fu Xin, who was dragged out of the capital by Jing Che, had already lost his throat, he was silently choked by himself, and he was also directly poured by the cold wind, so dry that he couldn't speak, and he made a sound like a broken bellows.
Jing Che took her to Ningcheng, the only peaceful city around the capital, and found an inn to stay in.
Jing Che poured water for her and handed it to her lips, but when she didn't answer, he simply reached out and lifted her chin and carefully poured the water between her lips.
"Do you still want to go back?"
The cool water seemed to wake her up.
I think so.
She was silent.
There is nothing to be done, so what.
Fu Xin sat on the bed and buried his head in the crook of his arm. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Fast Wear Strategy: Loyal Dog Male God Contract Order", pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~