Chapter 125 Is It His Majesty? Zhao Jin!! (Subscribe) (1/2)

When Yu Wu Yuemei learned that something was likely to happen to Cheng Guang.

Cheng Zhihai was also among the lantern holders, waiting anxiously, and walked around the hall with his hands behind his back.

Cheng Zhihai's face was full of annoyance and self-blame.

"That day when I saw the people rising in the palace, they didn't do anything to Guang'er, so I thought nothing happened after that."

"Why did something like this suddenly happen again?"

"Perhaps not long after I left, someone boarded the flying boat and assassinated Guang'er. That person's strength had either reached the level of a heavenly being, or he had used special means. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to detect any movement."

"Who is it? Who can seize the opportunity so cleverly to attack Guang'er?"

Cheng Zhihai's face looked a little ugly, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

It is exactly the appearance of the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty.

"Is it your Majesty...?"

Cheng Zhihai murmured to himself.

At this time when Cheng Guang may have died, Emperor Zhou gave him many chores, which prevented him from leaving Kyoto to investigate Cheng Guang's whereabouts.

It's hard to say what the Emperor of Zhou's intentions were.

Although Cheng Zhihai was unwilling to admit that it was the Emperor of Zhou who attacked Cheng Guang, all the signs at the moment were superficial. It was very likely that the Emperor of Zhou was behind this incident.

The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty did not give any explanation to Cheng Zhihai for this matter.

The Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was an emperor after all. No matter how good his relationship with the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was, there would inevitably be some separation between him and his ministers.

Cheng Zhihai thought of this, slowly clenched his fists, and suddenly wanted to get up and go to the palace to find the Emperor of Zhou, and ask him face to face if there was any shadow of the Emperor of Zhou behind this matter.

but……

A few breaths of time passed.

Cheng Zhihai's face darkened, and he took a slow breath. The idea of ​​questioning the Emperor of Zhou in person only arose for a moment, and then he quickly put it down again.

Just when he was about to use a subtle way to test Emperor Zhou's intentions, there was a sound of footsteps outside the palace.

Cheng Zhihai thought it was Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang who had returned, so he immediately raised his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the palace.

When he saw the figure running hurriedly from the door of the palace, Cheng Zhihai's old-fashioned and square face was suddenly startled.

"Yuemei? Why are you here?"

Cheng Zhihai looked at Yuemei running over, and was stunned for a moment. Then he looked at Wu Yuemei's slightly haggard face, and his heart suddenly twitched.

He knew that Wu Yuemei already knew about this.

Wu Yuemei stared at Cheng Zhihai with her beautiful eyes, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Cheng Zhihai, let me ask you, why did you hide it from me? How is Guang'er doing now?"

"Didn't you send Qian Siyuan and others to investigate? Is there any news now?"

Wu Yuemei spoke very slowly, but the anger in her tone was very strong, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

Wu Yuemei not only hid Cheng Zhihai from herself, but also did not tell her what Cheng Guang had encountered at this time.

Also angry at herself.

Wu Yuemei was angry that she couldn't help at all at this time.

No effort can be exerted at all.

Cheng Zhihai looked at Wu Yuemei's appearance and instinctively felt panic in his heart.

In front of Wu Yuemei, his image as the always majestic and selfless director of the Damp Holding Department was a bit unsustainable.

Dang even hurriedly said:

"Yuemei, don't worry, there is no accurate news about Guang'er yet. The news that Guang'er has been... is all nonsense. I don't know who is blind!"

Cheng Zhihai said, holding Wu Yuemei's hand and patting it gently, "Although I have been ordered by His Majesty not to leave Kyoto, I have also ordered Qian Siyuan and the others to investigate."

"They haven't come back yet. Maybe they will send us news later."

After the words fell, Cheng Zhihai quickly pulled Wu Yuemei to a chair aside and sat down. He poured a cup of tea for Wu Yuemei and put it to her mouth, hoping to let her drink some tea and relax.

Even though Cheng Zhihai had brought the teacup to Wu Yuemei's mouth, Wu Yuemei never opened her mouth.

He stared at Cheng Zhihai with cold eyes.

"Cheng Zhihai, let me ask you, why do you want people to hide it from me?"

"Not to mention what is happening to Guang'er at this time, if Guang'er is really... gone... are you planning to hide it from me for the rest of your life?"

Cheng Zhihai was a little at a loss when Wu Yuemei said this. He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to quibble about something, but before he had time to tell you, maybe the information was inaccurate.

But when the words came to his lips, Cheng Zhihai was speechless.

Cheng Zhihai knew that Wu Yuemei might have seen through his thoughts.

He sighed and whispered: "I'm not worried that you are too anxious. I can handle this kind of thing by myself."

Wu Yuemei raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, "Have you not even told your father about such a big thing?"

Cheng Zhihai's lips moved slightly, then he sighed again and nodded slightly.

Wu Yuemei stared at Cheng Zhihai closely, stared at him for a while, and then suddenly smiled.

"Okay, Cheng Zhihai, you plan to carry it alone and worry about it silently. No one in the family cares about Guang'er except you."

"Cheng Zhihai, you are the most amazing."

Cheng Zhihai's heart tightened again, and he hurriedly stepped forward, about to comfort him with something.

Wu Yuemei shook off Cheng Zhihai's hand, "Have you found out anything now? There are not many people in the whole Great Zhou who can assassinate Guang'er."

"Apart from Qian Siyuan and the others, what have you found out yourself?"

Cheng Zhihai's lips were trembling, and he was a little speechless. He just said half-heartedly: "I have thought that maybe someone did it, but I'm not sure at the moment. I plan to go and see later."

Wu Yuemei asked: "Who is it?"

Cheng Zhihai was silent for a few breaths, then sighed and slowly said:

"Yuemei, I suspect that it may be the work of His Majesty."

After Cheng Zhihai finished speaking, Wu Yuemei's beautiful eyes shrank a little, and her jade fingers were tightly clasped together.

After a pause, Cheng Zhihai said, "Your Majesty has always been wary of our Zhenguo Mansion. Some time ago, he wanted to take action against my Lighting Department, but he failed."

"I thought Your Majesty would not have any more ideas about us, but now I don't know why Your Majesty would take action against Guang'er."

"When Guang'er left Kyoto and went to Taihao Sword Sect, there was a breath rising from the palace. After following him, I found that the man was the new Minister of Rites, who was following Your Majesty's orders to give Guang'er a gift."

"I didn't think that person had any bad intentions, so I left."

"But who would have thought that such a thing would happen not long after I left."

"At this time, Your Majesty ordered me not to leave Kyoto. Even if I wanted to go and investigate, there was nothing I could do."

"It's hard to say that there is no shadow of Your Majesty behind these signs."

After Cheng Zhihai finished speaking, Wu Yuemei's face became more and more ugly, with many different emotions.

She was silent for a few more breaths.

Wu Yuemei suddenly raised her head and stood up, her skirt fluttering, her footsteps carrying the wind, and she walked quickly out of the hall.

Cheng Zhihai noticed Wu Yuemei's action, and for a moment he didn't know what Wu Yuemei was acting out, and he was stunned in place. After reacting, he quickly stood up and followed Wu Yuemei, intending to follow and see.

Cheng Zhihai knew that Wu Yuemei's mental state was very wrong at this time.

He was a little worried for some reason, and Wu Yuemei did something stupid.

After leaving the main hall of the Lighting Department with Wu Yuemei, Cheng Zhihai saw Wu Yuemei get on a jade sedan chair.

When Wu Yuemei was about to get on the jade sedan chair, Cheng Zhihai heard Wu Yuemei speak, and spoke to the sedan chair bearer.

"Go to the palace."

The voice fell.

The jade sedan chair rose and flew straight towards the direction of the palace.

At this time, seeing Wu Yuemei going to the palace, Cheng Zhihai opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously wanted to stop Wu Yuemei.

He could imagine that Wu Yuemei went to the palace this time, most likely to find His Majesty and ask whether His Majesty was involved in the Guang'er incident.

But Cheng Zhihai then thought that Wu Yuemei was a princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and she didn't need to play any conspiracy with the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He just wanted to play it straight.

He and the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty were in a monarch-minister relationship.

But Wu Yuemei was not.

Perhaps letting Wu Yuemei go directly to ask the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty to see what the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty meant at this time was the best choice.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhihai's face was complicated.

Perhaps, telling Wu Yuemei at the beginning that everyone could think of ways and countermeasures together might really be much better than him working alone.

Wu Yuemei was not as fragile as he imagined.

Cheng Zhihai sighed, stepped on the vitality, and his body turned into a stream of light. He followed Wu Yuemei's jade sedan closely and flew towards the direction of the palace.

…………

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty’s bedroom is connected to the outside world. You can see the needles on the ancient pine trees still have a little green under the moonlight.

When the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was about to ask the noble lady beside him to take off his clothes and go to bed, there was a sudden noise outside the bedroom.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty frowned slightly when he heard the noise outside the bedroom. He really didn’t expect that at this time, someone would come to his bedroom to disturb him.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty said to the noble lady in a thin silk skirt beside him, asking her to wash first and come back later. Then he pushed open the door and looked outside.

“Princess Yuemei, Princess Yuemei, His Majesty has already fallen asleep at this time. Don’t disturb him.”

Zhao Jin stopped in front of Princess Yuemei and Cheng Zhihai, with a bitter look on his face.

Princess Yuemei raised her eyebrows slightly, “Get out of the way.”

Zhao Jin looked embarrassed and looked at Cheng Zhihai for help.

But Cheng Zhihai did not react and remained silent.

When Zhao Jin saw Cheng Zhihai like this, he knew that Cheng Zhihai could not stop Princess Yuemei, or he might not want to stop her at all.

Zhao Jin could also understand the feelings of Princess Yuemei and Cheng Zhihai at this time. After all, the prince was likely dead, and it was difficult for them as parents not to care.

Cheng Zhihai was not a stupid person, and he would more or less find that the shadow of His Majesty was behind this matter.

However, Cheng Zhihai still took some etiquette into consideration, and he himself would not break into the palace at this time.

This time, perhaps it was just to take advantage of Princess Yuemei.

Zhao Jin thought about this, his eyes fell on Wu Yuemei, and when he was about to say something.

A majestic voice suddenly came from behind.

"Zhao Jin, get out of the way."

Zhao Jin was slightly startled when he heard the majestic voice from behind him, and then he quickly turned aside and saluted respectfully to the Emperor of the Great Zhou.

"Your Majesty."

The Great Zhou Emperor ignored Zhao Jin, but instead focused all his attention on Wu Yuemei.

"Yuemei came to see me, what's the matter?"

While the Great Zhou Emperor spoke, he did not look at Cheng Zhihai for a second.

And Cheng Zhihai did not intend to speak, and followed Wu Yuemei silently.

At this time, he seemed to have become a transparent person.

Wu Yuemei was graceful, wearing a blue-based Luo skirt, a long hairpin with fragrant beads on her head, and a little rouge, looking luxurious and solemn.

But Wu Yuemei's eyes were full of fatigue and sadness.

"Your Majesty, Guang'er is in trouble."

Wu Yuemei spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, the Great Zhou Emperor was stunned at first, then his majestic face showed a little sadness, and he sighed slightly.

"Yuemei, you also know."

"Did Zhihai tell you this?"

The Great Zhou Emperor said, glancing at Cheng Zhihai who was not far away.

Wu Yuemei did not wait for Cheng Zhihai to answer, but shook her head and stared at the Great Zhou Emperor.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let Cheng Zhihai leave Kyoto to find Guang'er."

Although Wu Yuemei heard Cheng Zhihai say that the Great Zhou Emperor was very likely behind Cheng Guang's accident, she did not come up and directly question the Great Zhou Emperor whether he had done anything to Cheng Guang.

If she asked like this, whether it was the Great Zhou Emperor who did it or not, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to tearing the relationship apart.

Wu Yuemei always had a little fantasy about the Great Zhou Emperor, thinking that he would not be so heartless.

He even wanted to kill his own nephew.

The Great Zhou Emperor listened to Wu Yuemei's question, his face was slightly stunned, and his eyes were focused on Wu Yuemei, "Yuemei, this question, Zhihai asked you to ask me?"

His voice was not very harsh.

But it brought great pressure to Wu Yuemei and Cheng Zhihai.

The unique aura of the Heaven Realm, even if only a trace of it leaked out, made the two of them feel like a mountain on their shoulders, making them a little breathless.

Cheng Zhihai was fine.

But Wu Yuemei's face turned pale, but she still held on, looking at the Great Zhou Emperor stubbornly, "I asked!"

"Guang'er has such a big thing, your Majesty, you didn't ask about it yourself, but you didn't let Cheng Zhihai leave Kyoto, are you afraid that Cheng Zhihai will find out something?"

"How dare you!"

The Great Zhou Emperor looked at Wu Yuemei, his tone stagnated slightly, his breath surged, and his face became gloomy.

Cheng Zhihai, who was standing aside, took a step forward without hesitation, blocked Wu Yuemei behind him, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Your Majesty, Yuemei said all unintentional words, I hope your Majesty will not blame her."

Cheng Zhihai's voice had just fallen.

Wu Yuemei pushed Cheng Zhihai away from her with one hand, facing the aura of the Great Zhou Emperor alone.

Even in the face of the surging aura of the Great Zhou Emperor, which was like a mountain that could not be looked up to, Wu Yuemei's face still did not show much fear.

She said bluntly:

"Your Majesty, just tell me, did you do this?"

At this time.

There was a dead silence all around, and the surrounding maids and eunuchs all held their breath, not daring to breathe heavily, because they knew that Princess Yuemei's actions were too much!

The Great Zhou Emperor has been in power for a long time, and his prestige is far-reaching, and no one dares to point out his power!

Even if the Great Zhou Emperor lets the censors speak freely, those who dare to really disobey the orders of the Great Zhou Emperor will not live beyond the next day.

If the Great Zhou Emperor was angry at this time, even Wu Yuemei would probably suffer a lot.

In this strange silence.

Wu Yuemei was not afraid at all, and stared at the Great Zhou Emperor without looking away.

Facing Wu Yuemei's gaze, the Great Zhou Emperor, not knowing whether it was because of softness or guilt, first looked away, and the surging aura on his body began to calm down.

He glanced at Cheng Zhihai not far away, and his eyes changed instantly, becoming much colder.

"Zhihai, take Yuemei back."

There seemed to be a warning in his tone.

Cheng Zhihai's heart sank a little, and he couldn't help but lower his head suddenly, not daring to look at the face of the Great Zhou Emperor again.

"Yuemei..."

Cheng Zhihai pulled Wu Yuemei and persuaded Wu Yuemei to leave.

The attitude of the Great Zhou Emperor at the moment can already prove a lot of things.

It doesn't make much sense to ask the Great Zhou Emperor to personally admit this matter.

What if he admits it?

What if he doesn't admit it?

Cheng Zhihai suddenly felt that he was very powerless.

But Wu Yuemei didn't care so much, and waved Cheng Zhihai away with one hand, not letting him touch her.

Her eyes were fixed on the Great Zhou Emperor.

It seemed that she would not leave unless she got an answer.

The Great Zhou Emperor didn't care about Wu Yuemei anymore, and slowly got up and left.

At the moment when the door of the Great Zhou Emperor's bedroom was closed.

Wu Yuemei's body softened a lot.

The stubborn look could no longer be maintained.

Her beautiful eyes trembled, and tears could not help flowing out.

The Great Zhou Emperor neither admitted nor denied it.

All these signs have shown that he was behind this matter.

Why did he do this?

Wu Yuemei really didn't understand.

"Wu Shang!"

Wu Yuemei was silent for a moment, and then she shouted hoarsely.

"Back then, in order to ensure the stability of the throne, you killed all the princes who were a threat to your throne, except for the prince who missed you!"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Now the Zhenguo Mansion has become a thorn in your eyes and a thorn in your flesh?"

"Do you have to kill everyone in the Duke Zhen's mansion, except Duke Zhen, before you are willing to do that!?"

Wu Yuemei spoke very quickly.

Cheng Zhihai wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

After Wu Yuemei finished speaking, an extremely cold and angry atmosphere filled the palace of Emperor Zhou.

The wind was blowing all around and the wind was blowing coldly.

Wu Yuemei's words obviously touched the emperor of Zhou Dynasty.

The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty stood behind the palace door, his face darkened, and his breathing could not help but become heavier.

"Cheng Zhihai, take Yuemei back!!"

The Emperor Zhou's voice was very soft, but his tone was extremely stern.

Cheng Zhihai dared to take Wu Yuemei and leave. If Wu Yuemei continued to talk like this, he didn't know what Wu Yuemei would say.

Your Majesty has not yet pierced the window paper, giving the Zhenguo Government a little room for relaxation.

If it is really exposed.

No matter how much the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty wanted to give up, he could only execute everyone from the top to the bottom of the Zhenguo Palace.

By then, if the Duke of Zhen rebels again.

The whole week will be in chaos.

Cheng Zhihai took Wu Yuemei away. No matter how Wu Yuemei beat his body, no matter how Wu Yuemei bit his shoulder, Cheng Zhihai didn't react much.

Silently, he took Wu Yuemei and left.

He valued Cheng Guang as much as Wu Yuemei.

But right now.

No matter how painful it is, so what?

The current attitude of Emperor Zhou was equivalent to acquiescence.

Even if there is no evidence, it can be believed that although the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty did not do it himself, it is very likely that there is the shadow of the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

but.

Even if there is evidence that it was the Emperor of Zhou who did it himself, so what?

The emperor of Zhou Dynasty was a man of heaven.

And his strength is only at the ninth-grade Martial Emperor realm.

If the Emperor of Zhou was really anxious and slapped him with a palm, the two of them would have no room for resistance.

Cheng Zhihai sighed and murmured: "Shall we send a message to dad?"

Cheng Zhihai said this.

Wu Yuemei, who had been biting Cheng Zhihai's shoulder, fell silent.

A summons was sent to Duke Zhen. Once Duke Zhen learned about Cheng Guang's death, he also knew that the Emperor of Zhou was likely to be involved behind the incident.

It is very likely that the army will be sent south immediately, aiming directly at Kyoto.

The peace that had just been restored in the Great Zhou Dynasty would soon be overshadowed by war again.

Although Zhenguo Gongfu was strong, its foundation was still slightly weak compared to the entire Zhou Dynasty.

Once Zhen Guogong goes south, it will be a fatal situation.

Perhaps the purpose of the Emperor Zhou's move was to force the Duke of Zhen to rebel, and to take advantage of the situation and legitimately take the Northern Expedition into his own hands.

Wu Yuemei was confused and frowned as if she had a headache. She lay helplessly behind Cheng Zhihai and shook her head.

"Wu Shang has changed. Since he became the emperor, he has become something I don't even recognize."

"It's your decision whether you want to inform dad or not."

When Cheng Zhihai heard this, he was silent for a few breaths.

Standing in mid-air, with Wu Yuemei on his back, looking down at the majestic Zhou Palace under the moonlight, his expression was complicated.

After a while.

Cheng Zhihai sighed, carrying Wu Yuemei on his back, and walked slowly towards the Zhenguo Palace.

…………

When Cheng Zhihai left with Wu Yuemei on his back, the Emperor Zhou had his back to the palace door, his hands trembling faintly under the sleeves of his bright yellow dragon robe.

His face was majestic and cold, without much expression.

But from the movements of his hands, it can be seen that his heart is not as peaceful as his own.

"Your Majesty, what happened outside? Why is Princess Yuemei here?" After washing, the imperial concubine walked over slowly, with a graceful figure, and then stretched out her hands to undress the Emperor of Zhou.

The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty didn't move his body very much, he just raised his hand slightly so that the noble lady could undress him.

After undressing.

The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty was lying on the bed, silent and taciturn, facing the charming lady, but he had little interest.

He looked at the bright moon outside the window and suddenly murmured to himself:

"Did I do something wrong..."

Emperor Zhou rubbed his forehead, and when he put down his hand, he tied up his hair in front of his forehead.

Suddenly noticed.

During this time, the half head of white hair on his forehead became noticeably more gray.

"My time is running out."

"The Zhenguo Palace may be stable during my time, but once I pass the throne to Wu Ling, how can she suppress the Zhenguo Palace, how can she suppress the Zhenguo Palace, and how can she suppress the world? Minister."

"The scepter she is about to take over is full of thorns and barbs. She can't hold it, so I will pull out all the thorns and barbs."

Emperor Zhou murmured.

The lady on the side came over again.

Emperor Zhou took a deep breath, suddenly held the imperial concubine in his hand, and turned over with a slight cry of surprise and joy.

…………

This night was not peaceful.

A piece of news spread to the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the battlefield of the territory.

The Duke of Zhen was furious and prepared to send his army south.

The Northern Expeditionary Army was on the move.

The Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty seemed to have expected that, except for the Northern Expeditionary Army, the other four elephant armies and the Forbidden Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all stationed near Kyoto, ready to welcome Duke Zhenguo.

In the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and even the people of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty did not understand what was happening, it seemed that the Duke of Zhen was going to rebel.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had long anticipated that the Duke of Zhenguo might rebel, so he took the initiative and sent troops from all sides to station near Kyoto.

The clouds moved in all directions, and the situation changed.

After careful investigation, all forces found that the Duke of Zhenguo's son was dead, and it was very likely that the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was behind it.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty wanted to uproot the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

That's why the Duke of Zhenguo was furious and marched south, heading straight for Kyoto.

All forces felt that a bloody battle might happen between the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Duke of Zhenguo.

The next day.

Another piece of news suddenly came out.

Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, who were out investigating, reported that the son was not in trouble and arrived safely at Taihao Sword Sect.

The reason why he didn't show up this time was because he stayed in Taihao Sword Sect for some time.

After this news came out, all the forces were suddenly dumbfounded again. The people who were originally ready to watch a good show and follow behind to pick up the benefits suddenly felt that this farce in front of them might be a play jointly performed by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Duke of Zhenguo?

Whether the son of the Duke of Zhenguo died or not.

It took so long to verify it?

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not so stupid, right?

If it was really him who did it, could he not know whether he killed the son?

The Duke of Zhenguo was not so stupid, right?

Could he not know whether his own son died or not?

Why did this happen to spread the news that the son was not dead? ?

Is someone deliberately hiding something? ? ?

For a time, all the forces speculated and talked endlessly.

…………

An autumn shadow turned into golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-polished.

The condensed moonlight fell faintly like cold dew, rendering the autumn blue sky in a cold.

But Cheng Guang’s courtyard was not cold.

Cheng Guang and Ning Qianxue sat in front of the stone table, looking up at the moon.

Ning Qianxue leaned on her head and looked at the full moon in the sky.

There was no cloud in the sky, and no wind. It was a good time to enjoy the moon.

"Prince, the sky you are looking at is really dark, but the stars around you are so bright and dazzling. My mother said before that after death, people may become stars in the sky. I don’t know which one in the sky is my mother..."

"I liked looking at the sky when I was a child, and I often looked at it for a whole day..."

Ning Qianxue admired the bright moon in the sky, and kept muttering something in her mouth, but Cheng Guang didn’t respond.

Only Qingluan behind Cheng Guang would smile and nod from time to time.

Ning Qianxue talked with Qingluan for a few more words, and then fell on Cheng Guang beside her.

Seeing Cheng Guang flipping through some letters on the stone table, he nodded slightly from time to time, and shook his head and laughed from time to time.

Ning Qianxue looked confused. She didn't know what Cheng Guang, the prince of the Zhenguo Duke, was looking at that made him look like that.

Qingluan, who was standing by, didn't quite understand, but since the prince didn't say anything, she didn't ask in detail.

Cheng Guang put the letter away, raised his eyes slightly, noticed the gazes of Ning Qianxue and Qingluan beside him, smiled and shook his head, and didn't explain, just said one sentence.

"We will go back now, Qingluan, just pack your luggage."

Qingluan heard Cheng Guang say this and asked in confusion: "Prince, are you in such a hurry?"

Cheng Guang smiled and said: "If you don't go back now, you won't be able to watch the good show soon."

Qingluan was confused when she heard Cheng Guang's words. What good show?

Qingluan wanted to hear Cheng Guang's detailed explanation, but Cheng Guang didn't mean to continue, which made Qingluan feel a little sad again.

The prince was a riddler again.

Although Qingluan felt a little sad, she was also very sensible. She didn't ask any more questions and got up to pack her luggage.

Ning Qianxue heard Cheng Guang's words and knew that Cheng Guang would go back tonight. She would probably go back with Cheng Guang. After leaving, she didn't know how long it would take to return to Taihao Sword Sect.

Thinking about it, she felt a little disappointed.

Ning Qianxue felt a lot of sadness in her heart, as if she had turned into a literary girl, with a little more melancholy.

Cheng Guang looked at Ning Qianxue's appearance at this time, smiled and shook his head, and was about to say something to Ning Qianxue.

Several figures came from a distance.

The leader was Ning Liang.

Ning Liang saw Cheng Guang by the stone table in the courtyard, and he was relieved immediately. He quickly got down and approached Cheng Guang and greeted him: "Prince, do you know what's going on outside?"

Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

Ning Liang was as expected.

He smiled bitterly, "Prince, I was wondering why you wanted to stay in Taihao Sword Sect for a while. The outside world was in chaos at that time. The Duke of Zhenguo and the Emperor of Dazhou almost fought because of you, Prince."

"It is said that you, Prince, were assassinated by the Emperor of Dazhou and have died."

"Prince is now intact, how could such a ridiculous rumor spread."

Ning Liang said, looking puzzled.

Prince only stayed in his own Taihao Sword Sect for a while, and such a ridiculous rumor spread outside.

If he stayed longer, it is unknown what the consequences would be.

Cheng Guang listened to Ning Liang's words and nodded in agreement with a smile.

Ning Liang didn't know much.

He also didn't know whether the Emperor of Dazhou really sent someone to assassinate Cheng Guang.

Although Ning Liang had seen Zhao Jin on the flying boat, he did not connect Zhao Jin with the Great Zhou Emperor or any assassination.

After all, the scene on the spot was indeed a bit weird.

If Zhao Jin came to assassinate, how could he be intact and even chat and laugh with the prince?

Ning Liang thought in his heart, looked at Cheng Guang and said: "Prince, if we leave tonight, is the time too tight?"

"Or wait until tomorrow morning to set off?"

Cheng Guang shook his head, "No need, Uncle Ning, I have been here for some time."

Ning Liang saw Cheng Guang's words and did not persuade him anymore. Instead, he took the initiative to order people to pack Cheng Guang's luggage.

During the time when Cheng Guang came to Taihao Sword Sect, he stayed in Ning Qianxue's courtyard for a while. He rarely contacted outsiders, and there was no dog-blooded pretentious face-slapping incident.

This journey was very relaxing.

Half an hour later

Ning Qianxue changed into a bright red wedding dress, and was picked up by Cheng Guang on the flying boat, heading all the way to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The purpose of this trip was mainly to welcome the bride.

This matter must not be forgotten.

When Cheng Guang drove the flying boat to the capital.

On the wall of the capital, the Great Zhou Emperor stood with his hands behind his back.

His majestic and cold eyes, through the thick night, looked at the imperial guards stationed within a few miles of the capital, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

"Zhao Jin."

"Have you heard what is going on in the world now?"

Zhao Jin, who was beside the Great Zhou Emperor, hurried forward and saluted, with large beads of sweat on his forehead, and replied nervously:

"Your Majesty, I don't know."

The Great Zhou Emperor withdrew his eyes from the imperial guards in the distance, and his eyes fell on Zhao Jin, his voice slightly cold.

"Now everyone in the world is saying that the son of the Duke of Zhenguo is not dead at all, and everything is a misunderstanding."

"The Duke of Zhenguo, who had originally planned to go south, returned with the Northern Expedition Army. Just now, he wrote a memorial to me, saying that he was fine at the border and I didn't need to worry about him."

"You say, if the son of the Duke of Zhenguo was really dead, would the Duke of Zhenguo act like this?"

Zhao Jin's face tightened slightly, and his heart became more and more nervous. "Your Majesty, these are all rumors now, and they can't be taken seriously."

"The Duke of Zhenguo did this, maybe because he was afraid of Your Majesty, knowing that he would definitely die if he went south."

The Emperor of the Great Zhou heard this, glanced at Zhao Jin, and then slowly retracted his gaze.

He didn't believe what Zhao Jin said.

The Duke of Zhenguo was not a coward. He himself was a being who had fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. How could he care about his own life and death?

The death of Cheng Guang was perhaps the most fatal blow to the Duke of Zhenguo.

The Great Zhou Emperor himself did not believe that if Cheng Guang, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, died, the Duke of Zhenguo would be able to bear it.

Why did he retreat again?

Was it just a delay, planning to wait until I relaxed my vigilance before attacking me?

In a short period of time, the Great Zhou Emperor had already thought a lot.

He looked at the sky in the distance, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes fell on Zhao Jin, "How are Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei now?"

Zhao Jin hurriedly replied: "They are still in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and have not made any moves."

"Since Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang returned to the mansion some time ago, their mood has improved a lot."

"It seems that they also think... the prince did not die."

When Zhao Jin said this, the corner of his mouth twitched secretly.

He is really uncomfortable now.

He knows that the Great Zhou Emperor trusts him very much.

Zhao Jin said that he killed Cheng Guang, and in the eyes of the Great Zhou Emperor, it must be the killing of Cheng Guang, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Cheng Guang, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, could not survive Zhao Jin, a ninth-grade martial emperor, even if he had many means.

What's more.

Zhao Jin was also a person who was particularly good at using restrictions.

When the restrictions were applied, even if he was in the heavenly realm, Zhao Jin could fight.

Zhao Jin felt very uncomfortable at this time. He had committed the crime of deceiving the emperor by deceiving the emperor, and his life was likely to be lost.

There was another more important reason.

Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang came back and brought back the news that the son was fine.

No matter what Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei of the Duke of Zhenguo thought in their hearts, at least they believed it on the surface.

The Duke of Zhenguo also believed it.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had only achieved half of his goal.

The son might return to Kyoto soon.

By then, no lies could be concealed.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty didn't know how he would treat him.

When he thought of this, Zhao Jin felt that he wanted to die.

Standing quietly behind the Great Zhou Emperor, not daring to say anything more.

The Great Zhou Emperor did not leave the Kyoto city wall immediately, he was waiting.

Waiting for the Duke of Zhenguo to show up, or perhaps the Northern Expedition Army to show up.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The night gradually faded, and the earth was gently embraced by the faint light of the morning sun.

The outline of the mountains in the distance gradually became clear, and the color of the sky began to change, from deep black to elegant blue.

The Great Zhou Emperor had a high level of cultivation, and even if he did not sleep for several days, he would not feel a trace of fatigue.

His eyes were fixed on the distance.

And under his majestic and cold gaze, he suddenly saw a small black dot slowly appearing at the junction of the sky.

The Great Zhou Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and before he could see the appearance of the small black dot in the distance clearly.

Two breaths came from afar.

The Great Zhou Emperor felt the breath of the people coming, frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and his eyes fell on the people around him.

The people coming were Cheng Zhihai and Qian Siyuan.

Cheng Zhihai saluted the Great Zhou Emperor respectfully, "Your Majesty."

The Great Zhou Emperor nodded slightly, and his majestic eyes fell on Cheng Zhihai. After a deep moment, he slowly said:

"Zhihai, don't you blame me?"

The meaning of the Great Zhou Emperor's words was very obvious.

Your son was killed by me.

Don't you blame me?

The Great Zhou Emperor did not intend to completely eradicate the Zhenguo Mansion.

What he wanted to do.

It was just to pull out the roots of the Zhenguo Mansion and take back the power.

If he really did something extreme, then the Zhenguo Mansion alone would be enough for him to eat a pot.

The Great Zhou Emperor was able to hate, but he was not stupid.

When Cheng Zhihai heard this, he acted as if he didn't understand what the Great Zhou Emperor was saying, and replied: "Your Majesty has done nothing wrong, why do you say that?"

The Great Zhou Emperor stared at Cheng Zhihai for a long time.

He suddenly felt.

At this moment, Cheng Zhihai suddenly had a big contrast with the way he came to his bedroom a few days ago.

Not anxious or impatient.

There was still a little joy on his face.

Although the joy was not obvious, it was too abrupt for this joy to appear on Cheng Zhihai at this time?

Could it be that the son of the Duke of Zhenguo was really not dead? ?

The Great Zhou Emperor suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He glanced at Zhao Jin on the side again.

Zhao Jin noticed the gaze of the Great Zhou Emperor and quickly returned a respectful smile.

He did not dare to offend in the slightest.

The Great Zhou Emperor saw Zhao Jin's hopeless appearance when facing him, and he knew that Zhao Jin was unlikely to deceive him, so he felt relieved.

He paused and asked Cheng Zhihai:

"Zhihai, have you encountered any happy events recently?"

Cheng Zhihai smiled and replied: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? My son is getting married during this period."

The Great Zhou Emperor raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then nodded slightly. It was true.

However.

Cheng Guang, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, is already dead.

Do you really think he can come back alive?

The majestic face of the Great Zhou Emperor did not change at all.

And Cheng Zhihai continued at this time:

"He went to Taihao Sword Sect to welcome his bride, and he will be back soon."

Speaking of this, Cheng Zhihai looked into the distance and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I am here to pick up Guang'er this time. Look, he is back."

Cheng Zhihai pointed to the distance.

Where the sea of ​​clouds and the early sun meet in the distance, the small black dot in the distance is gradually getting bigger.

Gradually.

It turned into a flying boat.

On the deck of the flying boat, there stood a handsome and unparalleled nobleman.

Zhao Jin, who was beside the Great Zhou Emperor, looked at the figure appearing in the distance, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and couldn't help raising his hand to cover his face with his sleeves.

Although he didn't look at the Great Zhou Emperor.

But he could guess how ugly the Great Zhou Emperor's face was at this time.

At first, the Great Zhou Emperor didn't notice who the figure on the flying boat in the distance was.

But when he saw the figure appearing on the deck of the flying boat in the distance, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

His always majestic and cold face was slightly moved.

At the same time, his breathing also secretly became heavier!

This!!

How is this possible!!

"Zhao Jin!!!"

The Great Zhou Emperor's voice was a little heavy, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Jin.

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