Chapter 243: Fighting for the Khan Throne (Medium)

I was rushing forward at full speed, but I found that Wangqing was hiding alone behind the rockery, and was in a daze heading forward. [ ] How did she end up here at this time? Wasn't she also grounded and not allowed to walk out of the Peony Tower?

Almost instinctively, I changed my direction, touched the ground with one foot, and then lifted into the air, grabbed the trunk of a tree with one hand, and landed lightly on the treetops. From here I can overlook everything in the back garden.

I saw a corner of the silver-white robe, which appeared like a flash in the pan, and immediately disappeared into the moon cave door in the distance. Who was meeting Wangqing so late at night? What did they talk about? All of this made me suspicious. Over the years, I have only tried to help Dolgon, but I have neglected the people around me. I don't really know about coral, amber, or Wangqing, especially Wangqing. I always thought I could keep a firm grip on her, so I was the least wary of her. Weiwu wants me to be careful with Wangqing, is there something wrong with Wangqing?

I avoided Wangqing and returned to the Peony Building with a mind full of questions. I originally planned to summon Wu Wei and ask her to conduct a mental probe on Wangqing to find out her recent mental activity, but after hesitating for a long time, I gave up. I'm pretty confident in my dementorship, and I don't want to waste everyone's energy at the last minute.

My goal is to get the Dorgon soldiers to take the throne without bloodshed. The current situation makes it difficult to do so. Although Huang Taiji is sick, he is in the prime of life, and when he dies naturally, it seems that there is no time for him, not to mention that by then, several of his young sons have also grown up.

How do you find the perfect way to grab the throne? I frowned and pondered, but I couldn't do anything.

Shengjing is slowly entering the summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter day by day, and the Peony Building is as hot as a big steamer. The Peony Building now has the lowest status in the palace, like a small cold palace, and all kinds of heatstroke prevention and cooling items are not the share of the Peony Building. I'm okay, I have a thousand years of mana, and I haven't been affected by the external environment for a long time, and the three maids who were locked up in the Peony Building were killed.

Although coral has a gentle temperament, he can't stand it, and he will occasionally complain; Amber is outspoken, and has a lot of complaints about this attitude of the rest of the palace; But Wangqing, she endured all this silently without complaint, tried her best to cool off the heat for me, and served me consistently and wholeheartedly. This made me think for a while, did I blame Wangqing? Isn't it too much to be mighty?

A few days later, in the afternoon, thick clouds slowly piled up in the sky, and a big storm was coming. I looked at the clouds in the sky, but my heart was troubled. The seizure of the throne has not yet been seen, and the mighty force has not told me the results of the placement of Fleur. For me, everything is up in the air.

In the distance, I saw Acton, Dolgon's personal guard, running towards the Peony Tower with a panicked expression. What would have happened to cause Dorgon to send him to the Peony Tower? Acton went directly to Wangqing, said a few words, and left quickly. Their conversation entered my ears word for word, and I couldn't help laughing in my heart, just when I was trying my best to seize the throne, racking my brains, God actually sent me such a big gift!

At this time, Wangqing also came to me in a panic and told me what I already knew: "Princess, princess, it's not good, the emperor is dead!" As she spoke, she fell to her knees crying.

At this moment, a flash of lightning swept through the sky, and then a huge thunderclap exploded, as if the heavens were also sighing for the untimely death of the king. After a while, a gust of wind mixed with flying sand and rocks blew, and bean-sized raindrops began to fall. The storm is finally coming!

(I love my college)

[Thank you!] 】