I'm actually a rebel

"Cuckoo." Accompanied by the chirping of birds, a carrier pigeon landed by the window with fluttering wings.

Sitting by the window, holding a scroll, Meng Yixuan raised his head, took out some bird food from a small bowl beside the table, fed and kissed the homing pigeon with his fingertips, and then took the rolled-up pigeon from its leg lightly. note.

The corners of the lips that were originally smiling gradually flattened after reading the contents of the note.

Ji Zhenran, who went down the mountain to buy things, pushed the door open, and saw a certain national teacher leaning on the table, holding a note, propped up in thought.

He glanced at the carrier pigeon lying flat under Meng Yixuan's hand, poking secretly at the man's fingertips with the appearance on its belly, raised the corners of his lips, and asked, "Ah Xuan, did something happen in Kyoto?"

Although they are out of the National Teacher's Mansion, it is impossible to completely ignore the affairs of the capital. The Taoist boy of the National Teacher's Mansion will send them news every half a month. Meng Yixuan also showed such an expression during the period, but it was not Most of the big things are Daotong crying in a fake way.

So Ji Zhenran didn't think much about it this time, and while asking Meng Yixuan, he sorted and put away the things in his hand.

For more than half a year, there were only the two of them on the mountain, and subtly, he finally called Meng Yixuan from "National Teacher" to "Axuan" with an obvious intimacy. His National Teacher has completely gotten used to him. exist.

Fingers across the delicate and smooth porcelain bottle, thinking of the preparations he had made for tonight in the past few days, a deep smile deepened in his eyes.

"The lord is seriously ill, and I'm afraid he won't be able to last for a few days."

With his fingertips trembling slightly, Ji Zhenran couldn't hide his surprise and looked up at Meng Yixuan who calmly told the news, and repeated: "The lord is seriously ill?"

Meng Yixuan nodded and handed the note to him.

After hastily reading the note, the smile on Ji Zhenran's face faded little by little.Based on the distance traveled by the pigeon, the news was already four days ago. If the lord's illness was as serious as what was mentioned above, I'm afraid they might barely be able to see the lord for the last time when they arrived.

"Sudden illness...how could you suddenly be so ill?" He frowned, paused, and covered his inner reluctance, his voice was low, "Then why should we start?"

"The sooner the better, clean up tonight, and leave immediately tomorrow morning." Looking up at the sky outside the window, Meng Yixuan said, "I haven't appeared in front of people for more than half a year." It is estimated that Xiaodaotong has reached his limit.

For more than half a year, he and Ji Zhenran have been hiding here, leaving all the affairs of the National Teacher's Mansion to Xiaodaotong. It's no wonder that Xiaodaotong sent letters to ask him when he will return.

The ruler of the country is seriously ill, and he, the injured national teacher who has been "lingering on his last breath" for more than half a year, should show his face for a while.

Thinking of the troubles he might encounter after going back, Meng Yixuan couldn't help but have a headache. If he didn't remember that this was an illusion, and the purpose of the person hiding behind it hadn't been revealed, he really wanted to lie flat. Who does the national teacher love? Be who.

But he is actually no different from Lianping, except that in the first two days when he came here, he was false and submissive. Later, since he ran out of the National Teacher's Mansion and returned to Lucao Mountain, except for the people around him, he changed from senior brothers to others. Ji Zhenran, everything else is no different from his previous days on Lucao Mountain.

It's obviously a fantasy, but he seems to be on vacation, and he has lived here for more than half a year.

How comfortable life is here, who wants to go back to intrigue!Here, the almighty Ji Zhenran takes care of everything for him. He plants flowers, weeds weeds, practices talismans, and lives happily ever after, isn't it!

Wait... Thinking about it carefully, before today, he seemed to have not thought of this as an illusion for quite some time, did he... really regard this place as the real world?

If it weren't for the fact that the lord was seriously ill, he might really have stayed on the mountain like this for the rest of his life.

Meng Yixuan's face instantly became extremely ugly.It's true that he likes this kind of life, but it doesn't mean he likes it in the illusion. Since when did he lose his guard at all?

"Ah Xuan? Ah Xuan?"

Meng Yixuan snapped back to his senses: "Huh?"

"Are you okay?" Ji Zhenran looked at him worriedly, "I just called you several times and there was no response."

"It's okay, I was just thinking about something. It's almost noon, I'm going to cook." After saying that, without looking at Ji Zhenran's reaction, Meng Yixuan walked past the man to the kitchen.

He needs to be alone for a while, to think about the changes in his state of mind in the past six months.

Inside the room, Ji Zhenran looked at the back of him running away in a hurry to avoid him, and looked back at the porcelain vase beside him with deep eyes.Why is it today...

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Five days later, Kyoto, the palace.

Meng Yixuan, who put on the embroidered robes of the Great Master again, stood in front of the seriously ill King's bed, with his hands folded in his sleeves, watching his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, not trying to recognize the King's expression at this time, and not paying attention to the people around him. The gaze on his body is like a stake quietly.

Even without the ability to observe and calculate, he can still see the lord's body that has been depleted by poison and drugs.

acute disease?

Meng Yixuan snorted, throughout the ages, there are people who died of sudden illnesses, but this does not include the king.

The king is in his prime, even if the crown prince is confirmed at this time, if there are no accidents, the crown prince will have to wait for 20 years before succeeding to the throne. Can ambitious people afford to wait?

Meng Yixuan let out a long sigh in his heart as he glanced at the empresses who were kneeling in front of the bed crying pear blossoms and rain, and the princes and princesses who were full of sorrow.

So even if he knew it was fake and it had already happened, he still didn't want to take this muddy water. Just looking at these "sincere" faces, who would have thought that the people among them would be sharp? The point of the knife is aimed at the biological father/husband.

"The dead are gone, the living are like this." Meng Yixuan read in a low voice, not knowing whether he was comforting these people or himself.

After the king took his last breath, the white-faced and beardless eunuchs kept their faces straight, raised their voices, and elongated their tone of voice, announcing the news that the king was dead.

The solemn death knell sounded and struck everyone's heart. No matter what was in everyone's mind at this time, the same sadness appeared on their faces.

A country cannot live without a king for a day.No matter how sad you are, the regulations that should be done still have to go.When the seriously ill lord was sober, he had already secretly prepared the imperial edict and handed it over to his most trusted prime minister.

"By the heavens, the lord of the country, the edict said... I will be twenty years old, and the world will be peaceful, and the people will be at peace... The second prince, Yuan Fengyi, has a precious character, and he is even more humble than me. Setbacks cannot be taken away. Aspirations, great confusion can't move his heart. I want to pass on the greatness to him..."

The edict was written in a very obscure way, but the meaning was very clear. The king passed the throne to the second prince.

Meng Yixuan slightly bent his lips, no matter how the lord of the country treats him, he has a good eye for choosing people. Among these princes, only the second prince has the clearest eyes, which is very useful.

Before the second prince could thank the prime minister for accepting the order, the eldest prince, whose tears hadn't even dried up, stood up from the ground, stared at the prime minister meaningfully, and said word by word: "Impossible! The prime minister's eyes are dim." Wrong." He bit the word "wrong" very hard.

The prime minister looked at him with drooping eyelids, and after sending this edict to the second prince first, he slowly took out another edict from his bosom.

The eldest prince stared at the edict with red eyes, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after the prime minister read out the content of the imperial edict, the eldest prince and his henchmen froze in place.Without him, the imperial edict clearly stated his crimes of plundering the people's fat and anointing, framing his brothers, and intending to forge the imperial edict over the years, which cannot be refuted.

If the eldest prince has no objection after the edict is released, this edict will not see the light of day, otherwise it will be the current situation.It's just that this is a royal scandal after all, so the final judgment is only to betray him, his biological mother, his wife and others into the royal tomb to guard the tomb.

And the imperial edict is not limited to this one, there is another one that ordered the fourth prince to be placed under house arrest.Because the eldest prince really wanted to forge the imperial edict, but the poison was not poisoned by him, but someone else.

If the eldest prince still doesn't understand that the prime minister who he thought was bought by him never stood by his side from the beginning to the end, then he is really stupid. ——Lead troops to force the palace.

Numerous soldiers broke into the palace with Sen Leng's weapons and surrounded the crowd.During the chaos, no one noticed Meng Yixuan anymore, except Ji Zhenran who quietly landed behind him at some point.

Sensing the familiar breath beside him, the corners of Meng Yixuan's lips curled up, and then flattened quickly.

However, since the prime minister had never been on the side of the eldest prince, how could he not be more wary of him.After the eldest prince ordered the soldiers to remove obstacles for him, the tip of the knife was aimed at him.

A palace turmoil ended before it even started.

Meng Yixuan didn't move from the beginning to the end. He only knelt down after the prime minister kowtowed to the new lord, and took a deep look at the new lord——Yuan Fengyi.

After the new king succeeded to the throne, he never sent anyone to Chaotian Palace to count the date of the enthronement ceremony. He decided the date on his own, without even notifying Meng Yixuan, as if he had completely forgotten about it.

Originally, Xiaodaotong was not the only one who served Meng Yixuan in Chaotian Temple, but gradually, there were only three people left in Chaotian Temple due to the lack of people.

Meng Yixuan didn't care either, he would never stop people from leaving, and he smiled and asked the black-clothed guard who was handling the wine and vegetables in the courtyard: "Why don't you leave? I can't keep you here anymore."

This is the truth.The king's forgetting is a complete forgetting, even the salary will not be paid. If this continues, Meng Yixuan will really have to experience what it means to be unable to get rid of the pot.

Hearing this, Ji Zhenran straightened up, turned her head and smiled and blinked at him: "I can support myself." So I won't leave.

Meng Yixuan suddenly asked again: "If you say that I have some strength, why do you think the lord of the country dares to ignore me directly? Isn't he afraid that I will curse him for losing the throne in a fit of anger?"

Before Ji Zhenran could answer, he asked himself and answered, "Because he has something to rely on."

Because Yuan Fengyi believes that what he relies on can definitely beat him, so he is fearless.

Then what is Yuan Fengyi relying on?

Meng Yixuan was too lazy to guess, even if he already had a guess in his heart, he didn't want to worry about it.He looked up at the night sky, it happened to be a full moon tonight, the moonlight was beautiful, but he was not in the mood to appreciate it at all.

"Aren't you going?" he said, "but I want to go."

He's been here long enough.

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