Blood stained people's eyes, and the smile on Shen Mian's face was still there, so ordinary, so humble, so inconspicuous......

If he hadn't suddenly pulled out a short sword from the dust and instantly killed Haigui in front of him, everyone might not have noticed him at all.

"Bold minion, you dare to ......"

When the aunt Jiayue beside the Empress Dowager Hua saw it, she immediately scolded her.

This is a kind of inertia, which is a conditioned reflex formed by her and Haigui who have bullied Shen Mian for two years and instructed each other to get used to it.

However, Shen Mian at this moment is no longer the one who had to memorize 180 forbearance decisions a day, telling himself that if he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan.

So what responded to Jiayue was the short sword that Shen Mian instantly took off and cut her throat almost in the blink of an eye.

Blood sprayed violently, not to mention Empress Dowager Hua and a group of ministers, even the generals of the Xiao family who had been on the battlefield, they all had a feeling of chilling down their backs at this moment.

Master.

This eunuch, who looks ordinary on weekdays, is also a master who can take people's lives with a raise of his hand.

So everyone retreated in unison, and Feng Qi even transferred a patrol battalion and asked them to guard the front with their bows and strings, in case Shen Mian suddenly broke out.

But Shen Mian didn't move, he just smiled at the people in front of him, with undisguised mockery in his eyes.

Because the next moment, in the Heart Nourishing Palace, which had been hidden like an abyss, there was a heart-rending scream.

This cry came too suddenly, too tragically, so that in the imperial city full of dragon energy, it gave people a creepy feeling.

However, Empress Dowager Hua and the others actually heard a trace of obvious familiarity from this voice.

Who is it?

Who's calling......

Finally, a figure slowly appeared in the shadow of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

He is dressed in red, his posture is slender, and his beautiful face is like a sword and jade, and every inch is the most exquisite work of art in this world.

One step at a time, when he stepped out of the dim Heart Nourishing Hall and walked into the light and shadow of dusk, everyone present took a step back.

There was blood on his face, like a little red plum in the snow, bewitching and treacherous.

So much so that everyone who was swept by those light-colored peach blossom eyes felt that their feet were weak and cold all over their bodies.

And what about him? It's obviously an owl clan, but it doesn't flinch at all, or even worry.

After three years of getting along, he is like an emperor more than any other moment.

Life and death are taken away, and they are above all beings.

Finally, another figure appeared outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, she was none other than another proof that everyone in the court accused Feng Wuyan - Owl doctor Wen Susu.

It's just that she didn't come out alone, she still dragged a person in her hand, not so much a human being, but a bloody brute whose hands and feet had been cut off.

Because Wen Susu raised his hand and threw it on the open space in front of the hall for everyone in front of him to admire.

Blood dripped down the severed limbs, and the man convulsed, and the white hair of the ancient fairy wind was dyed red, making him look miserable like a demon.

Seeing that he refused to raise his head, Shen Mian finally stepped forward helplessly, grabbed the old man's hair, and showed his face to everyone present.

Others don't mention it for the time being, the queen mother who lost two generals in a row, and now sees an acquaintance, is almost a stumbling one, and almost fell to the ground.

While she was being held by Hua Suyi and Yan Jin'er, the noise was also behind her......

Too clear.

The person who was pulled by Shen Mian's hair like a livestock, and the blood had stained the earth below him red, wasn't it the Heavenly Master Taiqing who used blood writing on the altar today to reveal the identity of the Wuyan Owl Clan?

He has obviously been sent back to the Qingxu Temple by the Hua family, and continues to close his meditation in the Qingxu Guan and pray for Dayan......

How did he end up here?

And it's become like this?

With a tearing sound, Shen Mian raised his hand and tore open the bloody clothes behind Taiqing, exposing his entire back in front of everyone.

Immediately, Wen Susu threw a bottle of potion to him, and he did not hesitate to pour it on Taiqing.

In the next second, a blood-colored head wolf tattoo was unabashedly displayed in front of everyone.

"The Beiyi royal family is proud of the tattoos thorned with divine grass. The Khan king Hadan is the meaning of a lion, so he stabs the lion's head on his back, and the third prince Garuda is a sacred bird, so he has a hundred birds hovering on his back. And all the old ministers should still remember that the younger brother of the King of Beiyi Khan, the king of Beiyi who led Beiyi to break through Beiliang thirty years ago, slaughtered the city and set it on fire, and finally disappeared after the defeat, right? He is a wolf, a resourceful blood wolf. ”

With his hands on his chest, Wen Susu's eyes as he looked at the courtiers were the same as Shen Mian's, mocking, indifferent, and a trace of pity.

After all, they can be played around by a Beiyi scheming, and they are not at the same level as their own masters.

"Hmph, you say that Taiqing is a spy or a spy? Then what do you say about the fact that he calculated the smooth movement before and then calculated the catastrophe? ”

Finally, the flower party officials in the crowd mustered up their courage and retorted in a loud voice.

However, his words were like a fuse, and immediately attracted the echo of many people.

"That's it, you say that Taiqing is Beiyi's fine work, so what about you? Aren't you owls? ”

"We, the dignified courtiers of Dayan, why do we believe that you and other treasonous owl tribes instigated?"

"If you want me to see it, they're just trying to divert our attention from us so that they can stall with us!"

……

Seeing a group of courtiers boiling in front of the Heart Cultivation Palace, those old ministers who had really experienced the catastrophe thirty years ago were silent one by one.

Especially Yan Jiang, who has a solemn expression, and some old ministers of the Xiao family who have been on the battlefield.

They still remember the terrible number of casualties, and the heroine who stubbornly guarded the city gate and was finally hanged above the city gate.

Zhenguo Gong Xiao Jing's sister - Xiao Rong.

And the creator of that catastrophe was indeed China, who did disappear in Dayan, and is said to have been in correspondence with Beiyi.

Over the years, there are not many Beiyi fine crops in Dayan, and there may even be many of them distributed all over the country......

It's just that they didn't expect that the position of the fine work would be so high and have such power......

And what frightened them even more was the decline and decay of this court.

Look at this group of ministers who are crazy about pulling the emperor off the horse, and they don't care whether there is a detailed work in the country, whether everything is planned by a single hand, and what kind of impact will be brought about by such turmoil in the DPRK and China......

They are sad, chilling, and even powerless......

Looking up at the sky and closing his eyes, Yan Jiang felt that it was his responsibility to stand up and preside over the overall situation and stabilize the situation in front of him.

After all, even if the emperor is an owl, it is better than letting the various factions in the court fight for each other, and have a fight for the throne at this moment when the plague is rampant.

However, what they all didn't expect was that Feng Wuyan didn't need help from others at all, he just raised his hand slightly, and the head of Chen Shiduo, the commander of the patrol battalion, fell to the ground.

They were followed by the notorious generals of the Imperial Capital Garrison.

When several new generals held up the heads and respectfully presented them in front of Feng Wuyan, the major factions suddenly discovered that their biggest reliance, those two armies, had already changed hands.

Their master is the current emperor.

That is just a tyrant who doesn't want to fight, not can't fight.