Chapter 173: Yulin's Strange Heart

The fire dragon soared into the sky in the place where the North Han Palace came into view, and the smoke was billowing out, because of the east wind tonight, even the Dawn Hall next to it also suffered.

Bei Hanjian slept very heavily tonight, and when he was embarrassed, he had just been rescued from the Hehua Palace, and when he saw that the Dawn Hall was also on fire, he saw the nurse who was alone and hurriedly asked, "Han Li, have you brought it out?"

The nurse knew that she could not escape her guilt, so she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "The little prince was separated from the slave maid, and the slave and maid panicked for a while and escaped by herself."

Bei Hanjian suddenly exploded, kicked the nurse fiercely, and scolded in a gaffe: "A woman who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you actually threw the prince in it, and someone came to arrest her and cut her head!" After that, despite the obstruction of the guards, he grabbed the wet quilt in the hands of the guards and wrapped himself in the fire and rushed into the fire.

"Xiao Li, where are you, uncle has come to save you." Bei Hanjian didn't hear the child's cry when he entered the fire, his heart tightened, and he looked for the direction of the bed in a panic.

Bei Hanjian dodged three or four falling beams, heard the sound and looked for it, and saw Han Li being pressed under a beam, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was not breathing.

Bei Hanjian let out a "groan" in his heart, regardless of the danger, and immediately hurriedly walked through the fire and picked him up.

Bei Hanjian moved the beam, and as soon as he started it, he suddenly found that the child's feel was different from Han Li's, the child was cold and had no snort, but the two had the same face, obviously behind this fire, the tanuki's plan to change the prince was quietly staged.

Bei Hanjian's face was cold, if he hadn't rushed in, I'm afraid he would have been tricked.

Bei Hanjian hugged the fake Han Li without saying a word, his face was ugly, and he was just about to go out when he was smashed out of a mouthful of blood by a falling beam, but fortunately, with the response of the guards, he narrowly escaped from the door.

As soon as Bei Hanjian escaped from the fire, he saw Han Qing dressed in white with a panicked face, belatedly late.

As soon as the two met, Han Qing didn't say a word and was nervous about snatching the child in his arms.

Bei Hanjian took a step back, hugged the dying child in his arms, and smiled meaningfully: "Brother-in-law Huang, your child is very good, I rescued him, why worry?"

"Hehua, why doesn't Li Er cry or scream, is there something wrong, don't hide it from me?" Han Qing pretended not to understand, and in front of everyone, he deliberately rushed forward to snatch the child, and forcibly staged the scene of losing his beloved son.

"Bei Hanjian, this is your explanation for taking care of my child? You give me back my child! Han Qing couldn't get it, his eyes were ruthless, Bei Hanjian firmly hugged Han Qing's thin shoulders, turned his hand and handed the child to others, and motioned for them to take it away quickly.

Bei Hanjian chuckled, his chest shook, and he proudly exposed it in Han Qing's ear and said: "Brother-in-law Huang, stop acting, you put this fire, I know everything, you don't want to escape from my hands."

Han Qing still wanted to struggle, but as soon as Bei Hanjian raised his hand, someone immediately released Han Qing.

"Come on, Master Ma is worried that he is too sick, so take him down and take strict care of him, and ask the imperial doctor to rectify it." Bei Hanjian ordered sadly, and in a blink of an eye, he keenly looked at the burning prison, and ordered: "Immediately send someone to the prison to save people, order the number of people to be counted, and strictly restrict any fugitive from escaping!"

The palace guards were busy fighting the fire for most of the night, and it was not until dawn that they tiredly counted the number of charred corpses in the prison, this incident, the escape thief Fan Moya was alone, and the others were all suffocated to death in the smoke, including the concubine Bai Bian.

In the book pavilion, Bei Hanjian slowly entered with Han Li in his arms, and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law Huang, it's really good that you hid Xiao Li, if it weren't for me to extort a confession from the little murderous sister and send someone to find it, I would almost let you send people away."

Han Qing's conspiracy was revealed, and the color of his handsome face was extremely ugly, Bei Hanjian stomped close and said: "Hehe, there is one person who escaped from the prison, whether it is Fan Moya or Bai Bian, I am afraid that only the emperor's brother-in-law knows in this world, right?"

"Tsk, you set two fires at night, it shouldn't be said that you set three fires in a row by the east wind, and you want to kill me by the fire, let go of your lover, and replace your child, it's really killing three birds with one stone.

The emperor's brother-in-law is really a good plan, he does things without leakage, and when he was sleeping for me tonight, he secretly added benzoin thicker than usual to the incense burner and wanted to murder me quietly, not only can others not find out, but also clear your name. Brother-in-law, do you have anything else to say? ”

"Now that you know, if you want to kill or kill you, you can do it!" Han Qing looked at him coldly.

"Brother-in-law Huang, you are so ruthless, the two of us have slept in the same bed, but you have no mercy, it really makes me sad." Bei Hanjian stroked Han Qing's face with rough fingers, the handsome face of the heroic young man, said ambiguously and sadly.

"Bei Han is the king and defeated, and there is much gossip. I just want to spare your imperial sister Bei Hanjing for the sake of saving you, and let her flesh and blood go, as for me to die, you are satisfied. Han Qing avoided his touch, and pleaded with Bei Hanjian with a biased eye.

"Brother-in-law Huang, how could I be willing to kill you, why don't we make a deal? I made Han Li the crown prince, and when he was eighteen years old, I gave him the throne. You obediently stay, help me fight the world for me during the day, and warm the bed for me at night. ”

Bei Hanjian made a tempting suggestion, Han Qing looked sideways slightly, pursed his lips and said nothing, Bei Hanjian continued: "Of course, if you don't want to make this deal, I will strangle Han Li to death in front of you tonight, and I can use the reason of this fire to say that he was choked to death by the fire."

Brother-in-law Huang, which one do you choose?

On the second day, the news that the North Hanjian fire site sacrificed himself to save his sister's son and ordered to actively save the criminals reached the ears of the people, so that the emperor, who did not kill prisoners of war, had a reputation for charity, benevolence and righteousness even more far and wide, winning the hearts of the people.

Unexpectedly, Bei Hanjian then took out the will of the former king in the court, recognized Han Li as his righteous son in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, and decreed that he should be canonized as the crown prince, and accept the throne at the age of eighteen.

This move made people inside and outside the government and the opposition and people of later generations praise him as "the first benevolent and righteous king of the ages".

However, this Eternal King of Benevolence and Righteousness was very benevolent to other things, and he was extremely strict with the extermination of the Black Lotus Sect, as if he had a great personal vendetta.

After he finished speaking in the court, after the remnants of the Black Lotus Sect rescued Fan Moya from the fire last night, he forbade the people of the Northern Han Kingdom to believe in the Black Lotus Sect, and ordered to push the Black Lotus Statue to the statue.

After the morning court dismissed, Murong Bai approached Han Qing, who was mourning, and comforted: "Hualang, I heard about last night's incident, the dead are gone, and the living are like this."

Han Qing was silent, walked all the way back to the Horse Mansion, and before entering the door, he said to Murong Bai with a cold expression: "You don't want to come to me in the future."

"Hanarang?" Murong Bai was puzzled.

Han Qing sneered: "Mu Gongzi, you have taken a wonderful step to lead the water to the east, you just pulled Han Qing up from the tiger's den, and pushed me into the dragon pool. ”

"Hanarang, what do you mean?" Murong Bai frowned and said puzzled.

"Hahaha...... Need I elaborate? Murong Bai Since Bai Bian asked you to expose Fan Moya's true face, you stepped into the chess pieces and deliberately led Bei Hanjian into the game.

You know that Bei Hanjian has always been interested in me, and he deliberately wanted to bring him in, you have already calculated it, the purpose of his participation is not pure, and he will definitely use the topic to play.

Sure enough, he saved me openly, but secretly deliberately detained Bai Bian and threatened me to fornicate with him in order to let Bai Bian go. I had no choice but to endure the humiliation and agree to his request, but Bai Bian was still burned to death, and it was all your fault. My current miserable situation is all thanks to you, and now you are satisfied! Han Qing roared angrily.

"Hualang, I don't know, I just wanted to save you, I didn't expect Bei Hanjian to take the opportunity to threaten you, and I didn't expect Bai Bian to die indirectly because of this."

When Murong Bai heard that he had sold his body to save people, he clenched his palms and apologized with a fragile and painful expression.

"Hehe, do you think I'm going to believe you? Your move is just to accelerate the deterioration of my relationship with Bei Hanjian, and by the way, let me and Bai Bian have different hearts, and finally completely break with Bei Han and run away.

At the beginning, the news that Fan Moya was in my mansion was probably deliberately revealed to Bei Hanjian by you. Han Qing's eyes were clear, and Murong Bai looked innocent, as if he didn't know why he was so speculating.

"Hualang, why do you doubt and suspect me with groundless delusions, I have a sincere heart, and I am worthy of asking heaven and earth." Murong Bai's eyes were extremely aggrieved and sad.

"I hope so, I hope this is just my speculation, Mu Gongzi, we will never see each other from now on!" Han Qing looked at Murong Bai's aggrieved face, and didn't catch hard evidence, so he could only grit his teeth and close the door.

"You've fallen into such a situation, why don't you leave!" Murong Bai stood in front of the door of the Horse Mansion, hanging his head for a long time, bending his mouth and smiling disdainfully, how could there be half a sense of guilt and grievance in his raised eyes.

Murong Bai sat in the backyard of the Xinghua Village wine shop, compiled the recent situation of the Northern Cold into a piece of paper, stuffed it into a thin tube under the wings of the pigeon, and flew into the sky.

After Murong Bai finished all this, he turned around and said familiarly in Muyun's words: "Xiao Chen, what happened in Taicheng?"

"Returning to the general, above the court, Prime Minister Yan and Sima Heng have begun to form a private party, and they are very close to the red-sleeved girl, and the doctor diagnosed her as almost four months pregnant.

Prime Minister Li Cheng and Yan Cheng became enemies, and since he married the queen's female official Hua Xihuan, Gao Sheng's chief was an enemy of him everywhere.

In the palace, the queen's mother is also pregnant, this is a secret letter from the emperor to Han Qing, let me intercept it. Xiao Chen handed a cowhide envelope with a blank cover to Murong Bai.

Murong Bai was silent, quietly opened the envelope, took out the letter paper inside, and found that there was still a pair of red belly pockets embroidered with a four-clawed golden dragon.

Murong Bai unfolded the letter paper and saw that it was written: Qing is in the north, I am in the south, my heart is full of my heart, and my eyes are full of shadows by the bedside, I don't know if you can be safe in the near future? Jing Yuan grows more and more like Qing, I hope you don't forget your flesh and blood relatives, I specially send him a personal cloth bag to you, and you will go to Muyun to see you alone in the fifteenth day.

"The red-sleeved girl is pregnant, how can Hanarang not know?" Murong Bai sneered, unfolded a new piece of paper, and drafted a new letter: Qing is in the north, I am in the south, I don't know if you can be safe in the near future? Your concubine Red Sleeves has been unwell recently, and the imperial doctor has diagnosed her pregnancy in April. I hope that Jingyuan will become more and more like Qing, and I hope that you will not forget the flesh and blood, and I will send him a personal cloth to you, and you will go to Muyun to see you alone in the fifteenth day.

Murong Bai dried the paper and ink, looked at the two words on it that were exactly the same, his starry eyes were cold, he stuffed the belly pocket and the new letter back into the original envelope, and smiled with satisfaction: "You let the old letter be sent to Bei Hanjian, and this new letter is given to Hua Lang, and the show will be staged again soon."