When the madness left from the Immortal Palace, he actually had a feeling of relief. I don't know if it's his delusion, but he feels that Wu Chuan is becoming more and more like his former self. The more I looked, the more I felt inferiority in my heart.

Would Wuchuan have felt the same way in the past?

His gaze was cast into the distance, which was the direction of Huaikou.

Wu Chuan said that he was going to spy on the Yuan Xiang Society, and asked the madman to stay in the palace to inform Chisui and come up with a feasible contingency plan, but the madman refused. There are three reasons, he killed a thousand people, he killed the emperor with his own hands, he is now just an outsider to the Northern Forbidden City, and Wu Chuan is the rightful emperor and queen.

mentioned this identity again, Wuchuan had to humiliately agree to stay in the Northern Forbidden City and go to Huaikou from the madness. But tell him to be careful in everything and not to be reckless.

In fact, Wu Chuan was also stunned when he said this, he just instinctively felt that he was going to say this. Because the injury mania is indeed much less calm than before.

The madness couldn't argue with it, and he hurriedly agreed with Wu Chuan to contact the flying pigeon and left.

Galloping alone in the air, looking back at the brilliant lights in the Northern Forbidden City, he secretly clenched his fists, "Emperor, I will help you keep the Northern Kingdom." I will. ”

In the Linxian Palace, Wu Chuan thought about the best of both worlds by leaving the Linxian Palace to tell Qianshui without revealing his identity, but maybe because he was too tired today, he thought about it, so he leaned on the table and fell asleep.

In the dream, he dreamed that the emperor came back to life, and he also changed back to his own appearance, and the emperor said to him, "You look good like this." Then the emperor and the madman held hands and laughed, they were really a match made in heaven. Wu Chuan was happy in his heart, and then he felt that his eyes were orange and red, and he couldn't help but move his eyes.

The mahogany tabletop, the empty palace, the sealed doors and windows everywhere, and a few rays of cold sunlight hit his face, and he couldn't help but turn his head and hide in the dark blue shadow.

It's dawn......

I actually slept all night.

He stood up, his waist was a little sore, and his legs were a little numb, but he didn't plan to use his true qi to dredge his muscles and bones, as long as it was an ordinary moment, a moment.

Looking up at the hastily assembled roof, he suddenly thought of a way and smiled slightly.

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In the Xuanzheng Palace, there is an emperor, and at this time it should be called the king, and the coffin containing the body of the king lies quietly in front of the knees of the ministers, accepting everyone's heartfelt bowing. Qianshui lay at the mouth of the coffin, looking at the emperor who was sleeping peacefully, he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, maybe it was joy, but more numbness.

Yuan Yuan was not qualified to come forward and kneel behind Qianshui, although he had been crying for many days, but at this time he began to cry bitterly without image, making the whole temple overflow with mourning.

Ye Xinyun knelt beside the coffin with a pair of red eyes, straightened up, so that he could see the scene inside the coffin, what he was waiting for, it had been many days, the emperor's corpse had not changed at all, there was no devastated decay, there was no stench in the sky, everything was unusual.

But everyone was carried away by grief, and no one had a sparkle in his eyes like him.

Qianshui seemed to be tired of hearing the cry, and looked outside casually, but he was meeting Ye Xinyun's gaze, and his eyes were facing each other, and they all quickly flashed away. It's as if they have spied into the secrets of each other's hearts.

It's strange, why isn't Xin Yun so sad this night......

What's wrong with the King of Escape, why didn't he cry......

Both of them pondered in their hearts.

Qianshui thought, he must have no feelings for Brother Wang, it seems that the rumors from the outside world are true, he really likes his attendants.

Xin Yun thought, could he know any secret......s? Can you bring the dead back to life? Brother Lin Xiao......

Xin Yun's heart was pounding, and he secretly aimed at Qianshui, but Qianshui didn't dare to look back because he was afraid that the other party would guess his thoughts, and he pretended to be a little sad unnaturally.

Xin Yun retracted his gaze in astonishment, could it be his own delusion just now?

Before Wu Chuan entered the Xuanzheng Palace, he heard a sad cry and hurriedly stopped. Appearing like this inevitably seems too disrespectful to the emperor, after all, the emperor was grounded in himself during his lifetime. It's better to wait for Qianshui to return to Chenghuan Palace, and then go to him yourself.

Silently hiding himself, he stepped into the Xuanzheng Palace, walked to the coffin, and he saw at a glance the different Ye Xinyun - no sadness, even, and ...... A little excited?

What was he expecting?

Wu Chuan followed his gaze and saw the emperor's face, a little surprised, the emperor seemed to have changed a little......

After rubbing his eyes, he was sure that he was not dazzled, and then he looked at the emperor again, and sure enough, what about the wrinkles on the emperor's face? What about the traces left by the Gu worms eating away at the years?

His heart was pounding, and when he looked at Ye Xinyun again, he only felt a little mysterious. What did he know? What was he waiting for?

Because the weather was getting warmer and warmer, and the emperor's body had been drifting on the water for many days, the ministers agreed that it would be better to bury them as soon as possible, so they canceled some red tape and began to mourn directly.

Qianshui was busy for a day, and sent the coffin to Qianfen Mountain with hundreds of officials, and regardless of what the coin said, the emperor just wanted to be buried at the foot of the mountain, so he carried the emperor up the mountain.

Because the emperor was in the prime of life and had not yet built another tomb for himself, Qianshui planned to bury the emperor and the ancestor together.

The time of burial was set at noon three days later, and the ministers and he had to keep watch on the Thousand Graves Mountain for these three days, and Wuchuan also came, silently waiting for the dark in front of the coffin.

There is a special mourning hall on Qianfen Mountain, and there is an altar of heaven for sacrifice, and there is a resting place in the mourning hall.

Wu Chuan looked at the only person left in the mourning hall, looked at Qianshui's back, and got up to follow.

"What person?" Qianshui said coldly to the banyan tree in front of the door.

After a while, Wu Chuan, dressed in gray linen clothes, walked out from behind the banyan tree and walked through the slender branches, "Ten thousand years of emperors." He saluted. The true qi on his body has been hidden and not revealed at all.

"You are?"

Wu Chuan came out of the shadows, his face gradually became clear, Qianshui's body was stunned, and he immediately shook his head, and then looked at the person, "Sister-in-law Wang?" really, how could you think it was crazy.

"Well, can we talk?"

"Aren't you grounded?" Qianshui looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Chuan, who had already thought of a way to deal with it, said unhurriedly: "It was the madman who brought me out, and he has something important for me to tell me." ”

Qianshui raised his eyebrows, "What? apologize? Why didn't he come himself? Lone wouldn't forgive him." You're actually colluding with him......"

"Don't be angry, Emperor. Wu Chuan stepped forward, "There is a secret in this matter, please allow me to talk about it in detail with the emperor." ”

Qianshui raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "Okay, say it inside." ”

In Qianshui's heart, Wu Chuan is just a weak person, so after Wu Chuan told the story of the emperor's poisoning to the point of being mad and discovering Yuan Xiang Hui Ma Jing, and said that there must be spies in the palace, the murderous intent in Qianshui's heart unabashedly emerged.

"You ......"

Wu Chuan looked at Chisui in surprise, is it an illusion?

It's just that in the next second, when Qianshui's suddenly indifferent gaze swept across his neck like the tip of a knife, he suddenly realized something.

"It's you!"

Wu Chuan took a step back in shock.

"You know too much. Qianshui swept in front of Wu Chuan in an instant and choked his throat.

The sudden attack made Wu Chuan, who had sealed the true qi, unprepared for a while, his face was flushed, and his breath was not smooth, he pushed Qianshui's small arm with green tendons, but the strong muscles did not move at all, he felt a trace of qi knots, choked his throat and said, "Why, why." ”

He remembered that the emperor was very kind to his two younger brothers, but he didn't know why the evil king didn't seem to like the emperor very much, maybe something unpleasant happened to them in their childhood. As for King Xiaoyao, he has always felt that the relationship between the emperor and him is good, if he has to divide the people trusted by the emperor into a level, then the madness should be Qianshui.

It's just why, why did he betray the emperor.

The emperor said that he was a family lover, but why did he destroy this family with his own hands? Did the emperor's poison have anything to do with him? Could it be that he colluded with the Yuan Xiang Society? Is it him, what did he do? It seems that many things are not right.

"Why? They have so much that it's time to take it away. Qianshui sneered.

"What. Wu Chuan only felt that his brain was deprived of oxygen, and his eyes were a little dark, and he was about to see Qianshui clearly, let alone think.

"You're going to die anyway, and you'll forget it when you know it. I'd better send you directly to see the emperor! Qianshui deliberately sarcastically mocked him, "It has never entered Brother Wang's heart." ”

"You!"

"I heard you say that the madness is spying on Yuanxianghui? You let him do such a dangerous thing, I wonder if the emperor will blame you if you go down? Anyway, he has never loved you......" Chisui smacked his lips regretfully.

Wu Chuan suddenly sobered up a little, yes, the madness, the madness is still doing dangerous things, he can't die now.

"What. Qianshui was shocked to look through his very open tiger's mouth and look at Wuchuan on the other side, where the green silk was blown around by the true qi, that kind of strength...... I simply can't do it myself.

Shouldn't he be a useless scholar?

"You traitor!" Wu Chuan angrily swept over the figure and grabbed Chisui's throat as he had done to himself just now.

Qianshui was still immersed in the shock of the moment when Wuchuan's domineering true qi was released, how could it be? I don't remember that the emperor said that An Chu was such a powerful character. Isn't he from Ji Kang? How can he be so good at martial arts?

"Say!What did you do to the emperor!When did you rebel!" Wu Chuan sealed the surroundings to prevent too much movement from being heard, and also to prevent Qianshui from escaping.

Although Qianshui's martial arts are not as good as his, if he really wants to escape, he can't stop him.

"Huh. A trace of air flow squeezed out from between Qianshui's teeth, and swept to the side indifferently. He won't say anything.

"What do you look like! Don't you care at all!"

Qianshui was expressionless.

"Are you colluding with Yuanxiang, what are you going to do!"

Qianshui looked at Wuchuan who was becoming more and more excited, and his heart moved-this is the time!