Chapter IV: Coup d'état and rebellion

"If the concubine doesn't dislike the son, she can come to the son's arms." Mu Chengzhou's demonic whisper sounded again, "Erchen has his own way to protect you." ”

Seeing that the guards were about to rush in, Yang Leyu had no other way but to clench his fists and walked over.

Just when the gate of the cold palace was broken, Mu Chengzhou took her in his arms and stuck it on the wall.

Yang Leyu moved his body awkwardly, and was pressed tighter by him.

"Shhhh

Yang Leyu didn't dare to squeak, and nodded obediently.

"Search for me!" The head of the guard just spit out the handle, but when he saw Mu Chengzhou at first glance, he immediately clenched his fists: "Eh, why is Wuyang Hou here?" His subordinates were ordered to arrest the assassins, and asked the Marquis of Wuyang to give up the cold palace. ”

Mu Chengzhou never looked back, "Don't you see that I have a beautiful woman to serve?" Why don't you get out of here? ”

"This ......," the head of the guard hesitated, "my subordinates have come on order, and I have already seen the Assassins around......" He poked his neck into the corner, "will it be ......?"

"I'll tell you to get out, can't you hear?" Mu Chengzhou's eyes showed a cold light, and the head of the guards was frightened again and again, beckoning the soldiers to leave.

When the door was closed, the head of the guard whispered: "What a rebel, scattering wild in his mother's palace, phew!" ”

Yang Leyu watched Mu Chengzhou's reaction with his round eyes open, his brows furrowed, as if he remembered some unbearable past.

And Yang Leyu's mind was also automatically implanted with background memories about the past.

Fifteen years ago, this cold palace was still the most lively and graceful palace. At that time, it was Concubine Zhuang who lived here, because she was favored by the old emperor because of her appearance of sinking fish and geese, and she was once abolished and re-established. When the queen heard about this, she couldn't sleep for several days, so she designed to frame Concubine Zhuang, ruining her beauty and turning her into an inhuman monster.

The old emperor was frightened and ordered the eunuch to lock up Concubine Zhuang. Since then, the graceful palace has gradually decayed, and it has become the current bleak scene. And Concubine Zhuang was betrayed by her sweetheart, depressed, and soon became seriously ill. The queen blew the wind in the old emperor's ear, saying that her illness was plague, and the old emperor immediately ordered Concubine Zhuang to be dragged to a mass grave and buried alive.

At the end of the memory, Yang Leyu looked at the person in front of him again, and suddenly felt that he was not so terrible. Is it because of the memories with his mother that he stays here?

Mu Chengzhou noticed her eyes and said jokingly: "It seems that the concubine mother likes her sons very much, and the guards are still clinging to her sons when they leave." ”

Yang Leyu's half of pity suddenly vanished, and he turned around and came out of his arms, "Thank you Wuyang Hou today and say goodbye." After saying that, he walked out the door.

Mu Chengzhou didn't make it difficult for her anymore, but she felt that this demon must be brewing something ill-intentioned.

On the other side, Wu Buyue ran over with an umbrella, and when she saw Yang Le Yu falling into the soup like a chicken, she didn't care to ask what happened, so she quickly took her back to Le Yi Palace.

Gan Tang, the palace maid of Leyi Palace, saw that the master was back, and ordered the small kitchen to make a lot of pastries, but Yang Leyu was not in the mood to taste her favorite desserts in the past.

Moreover, what is even more terrifying than the old emperor is that Mu Chengzhou's demon is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp, and he may have raised her eyebrows at once.

Yang Leyu's sixth sense has always been very accurate, except for things like winning the lottery, everything else is comparable to a goddess.

Sure enough, early the next morning, a eunuch summoned her to the Qinzheng Temple to face the saint.

Even if Yang Leyu was reluctant, she had to send it at this moment, and she took a breath and stepped into the threshold of the Qinzheng Palace.

The old emperor was admiring the beautiful paintings, and when he saw her coming, he smiled stupidly: "My vision is really good, you are the yoga beauty who escaped from the pet that night?" ”

Yang Leyu answered, but didn't dare to look up, for fear that he would recognize himself as the thief who eavesdropped on the stove room yesterday.

She looked at him quietly, his sparse beard, his star-frosted gray hair, and his face dried like orange peel....... How do the harem concubines face such old perverts every day!?

Of course, the old emperor did not have appearance anxiety, he approached Yang Leyu with confidence, "I know, you want to accept the favor soon." I can't wait. As he spoke, he took her hand and rubbed it.

Obviously, he didn't find out that she was a thief who was eavesdropping, but Yang Leyu was covered in goosebumps when he touched her, and she prevaricated again and again: "Your Majesty misunderstood, I....... I don't want to. ”

The old emperor's eyebrows twitched, "Don't want to?" Why? Do you hate me for being old? ”

He has a posture of anger. Although Yang Leyu nodded violently in her heart, she had to flatter her face against her will: "That's not the case." I....... I," she couldn't make up any lies for a while, and when she saw the blue sky outside, she only said, "It's still early, Your Majesty should focus on government affairs first." ”

The old emperor was suddenly happy, "It turns out that the beauty is for my sake." He held Yang Leyu and didn't let go, "It's okay!" If you don't love the country and love the beauty, I will hurt you first, and then it's too late to deal with government affairs! ”

After that, he pouted and put his mouth on Yang Leyu's face, and Yang Leyu resisted with all his strength, but the old emperor's body was hard, and her wrist hurt.

Just as the old face was about to be pasted, suddenly, a loud explosion broke out out of thin air, and the entire beam on the ground shook.

Yang Leyu wondered, what's wrong? Could it be that there are earthquakes in the metaverse?

The old emperor did not stand still and fell to the ground. Yang Leyu just pushed him away, got up from the shaking ground and wanted to run out.

A eunuch rushed in in a panic: "Oh no! Your Majesty! There has been a coup d'état! Wuyang Hou rushed in with soldiers and horses! ”

Mu Chengzhou?!

Yang Leyu was stunned, why did Mu Chengzhou bring the troops? Is it a rebellion?!

Before Yang Leyu could ask the eunuch what he was, the sound of explosions came and went, and the beams of the roof trembled.

The rumbling of horses' hooves outside the hall was getting closer and closer, and the exclamations of the palace maids and eunuchs echoed in their ears. Yang Leyu's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. Since ancient times, coups have been bloodshed, why is she so unlucky, she has no intention of saving the devil, not to mention, but also indirectly contributed to this coup.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Finally, the rebels arrived.

The old emperor was also out of interest, and got up violently, grabbing the eunuch's collar: "What did you say?" How dare the rebel rebel? Hmph, my palace is blocked by impregnable walls and royal gates, how did he break in? I see that you are a crow's mouth! ”

The eunuch shook his head, saying that the twelve gates inside and outside the palace exploded at the same time as if they had been agreed, and the black smoke and miasma were so full of smoke and fire that he couldn't see anything clearly.

The royal gate was blown open? Yang Leyu was shocked, it's terrible, no wonder the cave that night was filled with the smell of gunpowder, it turned out that Mu Chengzhou had already planned to rebel!

When the old emperor heard this, his face turned yellow in fright, and he immediately summoned the imperial guards to guard the palace gate, and he shrank under the desk in fear, like an ostrich with its head and tail hidden.