The country is the matchmaker!Princess Black Lotus is reborn as a poisonous concubine

Hearing Mu Yun call his name, the sourness in Zhuo Lingchu's heart poured into his throat, and his chest rose and fell uncontrollably.

Realizing that he was out of control, he gritted his back teeth hard, trying to suppress the emotions in his heart that could not be restrained once they surged out.

He grabbed Mu Yun's hand and said, "Jun'er, hold on, I'll send you to a doctor!"

Mu Yun smiled sweetly, her eyes were like sparkling microwaves, and her weak voice was like a fluttering feather, "Long time no see, how could you..."

Even though there were thousands of words, a sweet smell suddenly poured into Mu Yun's mouth.

"Well......"

A bright red blood instantly filled the chest, like a red flame peony blooming wantonly, which was so glaring that it made people inexplicably palpitate.

Zhuo Lingchu looked at the blood sprayed on Mu Yun's chest in panic. His mind went blank for a moment. In an instant, the whole world was spinning, and his sky collapsed...

He subconsciously wanted to pick up Mu Yun and rush back to the camp outside the city to find Bai Kaiji, the only one who could help him.

Wait, wait, it’s all my fault for being late, please don’t leave me!

When he touched the pool of wet blood on Mu Yun's lower body, his body suddenly trembled.

Cheng Zhi, who had just been kicked to the bookshelf behind him, struggled to stand up. He covered his chest and pointed a sword at Zhuo Lingchu's back and said: "Who are you to be so daring? Let her go! Even if she dies, she will be buried in the grave of our Cheng family!"

The frightened Mu Yinyin hid behind the door and remained motionless, fearing that if she was not careful, she would attract the attention of that gloomy and terrifying man.

Zhuo Lingchu held the dying Mu Yun and turned around slowly, his sinister eyes as sharp as swords, "You try to stop me?"

Cheng Zhicai saw Zhuo Lingchu's appearance clearly, and his expression was a little dull for a moment, "You are Xi..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhuo Lingchu stepped out of the threshold and said to a group of people standing neatly outside: "Kill the people inside!"

"Ah! Don't kill me! I'm Princess Qianrou!" Mu Yinyin hurriedly hid behind Cheng Zhi, looking pitifully like a little white rabbit at the mercy of others.

"Give Muyun back to me!" Cheng Zhi shouted and tried to rush forward, but was whipped back by Zhuo Lingchu's men.

"what!"

Zhuo Lingchu turned a blind eye to the shrill screams behind him. He climbed the rock and wall with Mu Yun in his arms, and rushed towards the west stronghold of the city as quickly as possible.

He looked at Mu Yun who was breathing his last breath in his arms, and his tone was full of pleading, "Jun'er, just hold on, there is my most trustworthy doctor there, he will definitely be able to save you."

Mu Yun smiled and looked at Zhuo Lingchu without saying a word. She knew that she could no longer hold on. She was really grateful that someone could come for her before she died, kill her enemies for her, and send her the last tenderness.

Although she didn't know why this old friend she met when she was young appeared as her savior at this moment, she still said a shallow "thank you" in her mouth, hoping that she would have the opportunity to repay the last warmth he gave her in her next life.

A word of "thank you" made the regret in her heart drift with the wind along with her soul, and injected a little bit of hope into her next life. If she had the chance to come back, she would be willing to overturn everything and turn things around.

Mu Yun's body gradually softened, and her tightly closed eyes and smiling lips seemed to show that she had no complaints against the world.

Zhuo Lingchu slowly stopped. He squatted on a high roof, hugged Mu Yun's body tightly and cried silently...

Faint lights lit up in the houses of the people in the city, and the torches of the patrolling soldiers on the streets also lit up like dots. The palace in the distance had turned into a city of fire, and the raging flames lit up the entire upper capital city.

The nine-layered palace that symbolizes the Mu family's empire is about to disappear, and countless innocent souls have disappeared with the wind in this rebellion.

When dynasties change, rivers of blood often flow.Zhuo Lingchu didn't care about the countless people who died tragically under the sword. What he cared about was that Captain Cheng had clearly promised him that Princess Yunlan would survive this rebellion.

With her gone, what's the point of all the humiliation and scheming he had done before?

The stars were twinkling in the night sky, and the bright moonlight poured into Mu Yun's quiet but cold face in her arms. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

"First grade."

"exist!"

The secret guard came out of the darkness with a solemn look on Chu Yi. He felt very sad after learning that several of his brothers were killed by the Cheng family army at the Princess Mansion. He became even more furious after seeing his master sad.

"Send the order, the [-] pro-troops stationed outside the city are ready to attack the Cheng family's army at night. I don't plan to give them this country anymore!"

"But where is Your Majesty?"

"Don't pay attention." Zhuo Lingchu sneered, "Maybe he will still be happy."

"Yes!"

Chuyi responded happily, knowing that his master would not let them down. He would definitely take revenge for his woman and his subordinates. The cruel Cheng family did not deserve to have the power of Dashuo!

On the other side, the Taiwei Mansion.

Cheng Guanghe, the Grand Lieutenant of Dashuo, sat on the table while playing with the tea cup, taking a sip of the fine Xijing tea in his hand from time to time.He squinted his eyes carefully, showing a condescending and scrutinizing attitude.

"Sir, all the Imperial Guards have been surrounded and suppressed. The entire Mu clan is trapped in the main hall. The fire has spread throughout the palace and no one inside can escape!"

The person who said this was Wu Liang, the general of the city garrison. He looked like a tall and mighty military general, but he was nodding and bowing, and his eyes were full of excitement that could not be concealed.

If everything is accomplished today, he will have the merit of following the dragon, and there will be endless glory and wealth waiting for him ahead.

Cheng Guanghe used the cup lid to skim the tea foam, "It's a pity, but we can use Mu Yuanheng's private treasury to build another palace."

Before Wu Liang could laugh out loud, Sun Bingzhi, the minister of the Ministry of War, rolled his eyes at him, took a step forward and said, "Except for the Prime Minister and the Marquis of Yong'an who died in the Princess Mansion, all the other royalists have been imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, waiting. The adults are disappointed."

Cheng Guanghe, who moistened his throat a little, raised his eyes slightly and said, "Haosheng, please wait until the situation is settled. I will let the old diehards see how the Mu family they protected fell."

Sun Bingzhi responded respectfully and pulled Wu Liang, who seemed to be sitting on a mountain of gold and silver, to retreat together.

"My lord!"

Before the boy in charge of communication from the Cheng family could stop him, he was pushed away by the deputy general of the Cheng family army who rushed over quickly.

The deputy general crawled and knelt in front of Cheng Guanghe, his body shaking uncontrollably like a sieve.

Cheng Guanghe felt vaguely uneasy when he saw this scene. He put down the tea cup and shouted angrily: "You are so careless, why are you so panicked?"

"Then, the [-] elite troops of the Second Prince of Xichang suddenly attacked our camp stationed outside the city. In just one hour, we..."

Cheng Guanghe patted the armrest of the Grand Master's chair hard, not noticing the dull pain in his palm for a moment, "Say!"

"Nearly half of our side was lost..." The deputy general's head had already touched the cold ground. He still didn't dare to tell the truth. So it was almost half of the damage. It is estimated that the group of people suddenly became jealous now. Lingyun's army has already killed the Cheng family's army to pieces, and I'm afraid they have already entered the city.

"Asshole, your Cheng family army was carefully trained by Cheng Zhi, but you are so vulnerable! Someone, go to the princess's house and call Cheng Zhi over. Cheng Qian is watching over at the palace. What is he always doing there? Let him leave the city. Personally lead the troops to attack the Xichang army!"

Cheng Guanghe is so angry that his beard is trembling now. It shouldn't be. The Xichang royal family has clearly promised him that the [-] Xichang troops are here to help him. Although he knows that the Xichang emperor just wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. If Dashuo messes up, they will be fine. Taking the opportunity to make some war fortune, why did they suddenly rebel?

What changes happened in this?Could it be that they are going to use the mantis to catch the cicada and leave the oriole behind?

A layer of sweat dripped down Cheng Guanghe's back. Xichang's military strength should not be underestimated. The second prince was a natural general and had long been famous. The [-] elite soldiers under his command were invincible in the world. Was he leading a wolf into the house?

If he had known this, he should not have been willful and just relied on his own Cheng Jiajun. Although the generals of Dashuo's Bei'an Army and Nanning Army refused to listen to his orders, he should have made plans in advance. No matter what the cost, he should have taken those two Use a large army for your own use!

The people below him all fell silent when they saw Cheng Taiwei's expression was wrong, and an ominous premonition enveloped everyone's mind.

"Sir... Your Majesty!" The confidant ran into the front hall with a pale face, forgetting to kneel down for a moment.

"What's the matter?"

Cheng Guanghe's ferocious eyes made his cronies crawl to the ground instantly, because he knew that what happened next would cause everyone present to die without a burial place.

"Say!"

"The young master was assassinated. He died in the princess's mansion..."

Cheng Guanghe opened his mouth in shock, but no sound came out for a while.After a long while, a few words came out of his throat: "Which young master?"

"Both... both..."

The confidant choked up and couldn't talk any more, so he lay on the ground and cried wildly.

Everyone knows that without Cheng Zhi, the Cheng family army is even more vulnerable. The Cheng family is finished, the rebellion has failed, and his life will be lost soon!

"Why, why?" Cheng Guanghe muttered to himself with a hoarse voice.

Suddenly, his eyes widened. Could it be that the second prince's sudden betrayal was because of that woman?

The atmosphere in the entire Taiwei Mansion condensed for a moment. Before they could react, the door of the Taiwei Mansion had been forcibly opened by a group of people.

Cheng Guanghe held on to the Taishi chair and tried to stand up, but suddenly felt his legs were weak and slipped from the chair.Several sincere personal guards around him quickly stepped forward and surrounded him.

The subordinates who had just been so high-spirited in the hall realized that the situation was over. The bold ones took out their weapons and planned to fight to the death, while the timid ones were already running around in chaos.

The leading man drove a tall black horse straight to the front hall. He was wearing golden armor, wearing Xiangyun boots, and holding a Lingfeng sword. His stern face was slightly raised, and the harsh aura emanating from his body made people dare not look up. .

Although the sound of the horse's hoofbeats was crisp, it was as shocking as the sound of thunder. The reins were tightened, and the man turned over and dismounted. His movements were elegant, noble, and calm.

The man's handsome and sparse brows were as cold as cold rivers, and his deep and dark eyes were filled with rage. He was like a jade-faced Shura crawling out of hell, full of murderous aura.

Zhuo Lingchu stared intently at Taiwei Cheng, who was surrounded by everyone, with a mocking smile on his lips.

He is as timid as a mouse and as stupid as a pig, but he actually wants to claim the title of emperor.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed his sword at Cheng Guanghe with an aura of scorn for the world.

"Old man from the Cheng family, I'm here to take your life!"