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 tense atmosphere suddenly reached the extreme, Yang Leyu looked back at the old emperor, he trembled more and more, not at all like a monarch who swore to defend the might of the Son of Heaven.

There were only two of them left in the empty hall, and Yang Leyu was desperate to save her life, so she hid sideways behind the carved pillars and watched the changes.

There was silence, and then there was the sound of footsteps approaching the temple door.

The figures of the imperial guards were reflected on the screen window of the palace door, and their voices trembled: "Dancing and waiting....... You led troops into the palace without authorization, and your majesty will definitely peel you off the daylily! ”

Mu Chengzhou smiled and said deliberately: "Really? I'd like to see how the emperor peeled the daylilies of his sons! ”

With a bang, the temple door was splattered with blood.

Yang Leyu subconsciously closed his eyes, not daring to see the bloody scene.

"Shoot the arrows!" Mu Chengzhou ordered.

Yang Leyu heard the sound of the crossbowman pulling the bow and preparing it, and the 'creaking' arrow strings played like a requiem.

At that time, she suddenly felt that someone was choking her neck, it was the old emperor!

The old emperor crawled out at some point, grabbed her by the neck and pushed her in front of him, staring at the palace door with bloodshot cloudy eyes.

He's going to use her as a shield!

"You disrespectful old rascal!" Yang Leyu couldn't sit still, she bit the old emperor's arm, and the moment her arm strength relaxed, she flew to the palace door.

With a bang, the door of the temple was slammed open by her.

Yang Leyu fell painfully, stretched her numb neck and looked up, a long shadow covered in front of her————

Mu Chengzhou lowered his eyes and looked at her, he had already raised his fingertips and made a gesture that he was about to launch arrow feathers.

"What a coincidence, concubine. We meet again. ”

Yang Leyu's throat was choked, and he couldn't say anything. She caught a glimpse of the corpses of the dead guards outside the hall, her eyes aching from the bright red blood.

Today's situation is clearly caused by her mistake. If she hadn't saved this demon that night, the innocent wouldn't have died, but now that she has become an accomplice in all this, how can she not hurt!?

Mu Chengzhou's fingertips were lowered, and the crossbowmen also stopped their bows and rushed into the hall with infantry.

Mu Chengzhou squatted down on his knees to look at Yang Leyu at eye level, and laughed softly: "Erchen thought that the concubine didn't like the imperial father, and thought he was old and ugly. It turned out that the concubine's taste was very poor, and she flocked to it. ”

Yang Leyu bit her lip: "What do you want to do?" ”

Mu Chengzhou said lazily: "Does the concubine believe in feng shui?" ”

Yang Leyu: "What do you mean?" ”

Mu Chengzhou said lazily: "If the concubine believes in feng shui, the son will bury your tomb in the south, far away from my dying imperial father." ”

Yang Leyu was stunned, he actually wanted to bury himself!

The coldness projected on Mu Chengzhou's body was undisguised, it was the posture that the winner could do whatever he wanted, and it was the strength that she was speechless and could not refute.

At this time, the infantry clenched their fists and said: "Qiyu Wuyang Hou, Your Majesty has died violently." ”

"Oh?" Mu Chengzhou's eyes swept over three points and half a point of surprise, "I haven't gone to see him off yet, why did he leave first?" ”

Yang Leyu's beautiful eyes widened, and when he looked back, the old emperor was lying in the hall with his feet facing the sky, and he really died.

Mu Chengzhou shrugged: "Don't get me wrong, the concubine didn't kill him, when my soldiers saw him, he was already braided." ”

Ridiculous lies, thinking that everyone in the world is stupid? Yang Leyu couldn't face this demon for even a minute, and she moved back defensively.

Mu Chengzhou's expression sank, and then he stood up on his knees, and said without emotion: "Concubine's Day mourning." ”

He turned his back and left, taking with him the shadow that was almost suffocating.

Chapter VI

The majestic and solemn Diligent Administration Hall became extremely depressed for a while, and people came and went to carry the corpses of the victims, and the terrifying atmosphere hovered over the hall for a long time.

Yang Leyu didn't want to stay here any longer, she dusted off her clothes and stood up, It just so happened that Wu Buyue had just learned the news of the coup, and she hurried to care about her in three steps and two steps.

Wu Buyue heard about Fang Cai's scene, and couldn't help but be afraid: "Xiao Yu'er, your current identity is extremely unfavorable, once the Marquis of Wuyang succeeds to the throne, you will definitely call all the concubines to accompany the funeral, you have to find Huo Yu as soon as possible!" ”

Yang Leyu didn't want to find Huo Yu, but since he entered the metaverse, he got a dry background introduction, and there were no other friendly prompts. And the characters she met were all NPCs, and there was no news of Huo Yu in the vast sea of people.

In order to ensure that players have a full sense of experience, in addition to the online players who know each other, if the rest of the players blow up their identities, they will become a bug in the metaverse and be cleared.

Yang Leyu didn't know about the metaverse, but her sober reason told her that here, Mu Chengzhou was by no means a good type, and approaching him would always do more harm than good.

Could this scum be ....... What about Huo Yu?

Although she didn't believe that the school grass she once had a crush on would be such a person, after careful consideration, she made a bold decision———

Check Mu Chengzhou's identity.

The old emperor has just died, and now is the time for the whole country to mourn. The Imperial Soul Hall has been hung up with the funeral domain, and all the civil and military officials are sobbing outside the hall, but they have not seen a single concubine, they themselves are difficult to protect, it is not worth crying for the old guy, it is better to mourn for their peach and plum years.

Yang Leyu walked into the front of the hall and saluted the chief eunuch who was guarding the funeral.

"I am a beauty of Le Yi Palace, and I have come to worship the emperor."

The big eunuch allowed her in tears. There are not a few people in the hall, most of them are relatives of the emperor, and there is also the emperor's second son, Mu Qinghong. Mu Qinghong knelt in front of the coffin and cried with the queen.

Mu Chengzhou was nowhere to be seen in the crowd.

When the queen noticed her, she immediately wiped away her tears and said meanly: "Yumeiren, what are you doing here?" You are a concubine who can't climb the rank, so you don't have to worship, go back to your parents' house as soon as possible to take care of the funeral. ”

It can be seen that the queen is very unhappy with her, and she is sarcastic and excluded in the open, but what the queen said is good, she is a concubine who can't climb the position, and she shouldn't have entered the mourning hall to worship.

Yang Leyu was speechless for a while, and the imperial guards wanted to take her out. She hurriedly said: "Queen Mother, the concubine wants to see the Marquis of Wuyang." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone threw their eyes of fear and resentment, and they scraped at her like knives.

The queen was really furious: "Cheap concubine, what are you asking to see that traitor?!" ”

Yang Leyu couldn't tell her her purpose, her eyes were flustered, and she fell on Mu Qinghong.

Mu Qinghong's eyebrows and eyes are as warm as jade, not at all like his brother who doesn't care about the rules, but has a sense of déjà vu.

Mu Qinghong supported the queen and comforted: "The queen mother is angry, and Yu Meiren may have something important to ask the royal brother." ”