After being reborn, being alone as a queen

"How did you come?"

Mu Xin stood in the yard, pinching a sprinkling pot in his hand. The golden pot was painted with the pattern of twining lotuses, carefully watering the large clusters of peonies in the flower garden.

The courtyard was still as depressed as before, without any palace people.

Mu Xiu stood under the emerald green porch, and said, "How is your reflection?"

Mu Xin twitched the corner of his mouth: "Sit inside."

After speaking, he turned and entered the hall.

Mu Xiu followed and walked in. The windows around the main hall were closed tightly, and the environment was a bit dim.

Mu Xin sat down silently: "Brother Huang, you don't come here just to ask me how I am doing introspection, right? You know, even if I win or lose, as long as I have a chance to go out, I'm afraid I will still cause trouble for you, Brother Huang." .”

Mu Xiu sat down with his robe lifted, and cast a cold glance at him: "I'm here to explain something."

Mu Xin nodded: "My brother is all ears."

Mu Xiudao: "I have drafted a decree and handed it to Zhao Chengde, and he will send it to you in the evening. I hope you will always remember your identity as the Southern Chu royal family."

Mu Xin gave a pause when he was about to touch the teacup: "??"

Feeling that his royal brother came here suddenly just to teach him a lesson?

Mu Xin smiled angrily.

But Mu Xiu didn't give him another chance to ask more questions, got up and left, as if he was just stopping by.

Mu Xin also stood up and was stunned for a while, but did not catch up.

...

On the official road, a carriage was speeding towards the direction of Zhulu City. A lantern for lighting was hung in front of the carriage, shaking as the carriage moved, illuminating the surrounding dense forest.

looks nothing special

The interior of the carriage is very large, even with three men sitting there, it doesn't look cramped at all.

Xie Jin watched Rong Yunhe feel Mu Xiu's pulse, then shook his head lightly, and said, "You are from the same sect, so you can't solve this Gu?"

Rong Yunhe said: "Senior brother left after saving me back then. We witch doctors don't know Gu, and Master never taught us Gu. This thing is probably an adventure he encountered somewhere later."

"I have been looking for him for nearly a hundred years."

Xie Jin said: "Then why did you come to tell us all this at this time?"

Rong Yunhe said: "Everything in the world has a cause and effect. His vengeance has already been avenged. I don't understand why he still stays in Nanchu. Time is running out."

Vengeance has been avenged...

Xie Jin frowned, and suddenly raised his head in astonishment: "I suddenly remembered, I seem to know what you said."

Rong Yunhe looked at him suspiciously: "Know what?"

Xie Jin said: "I have seen this catastrophe of extermination in the murals in the imperial tomb. Back then, I was still wondering who the owner of the tomb is, but now I know."

Mu Xiu was slightly startled, obviously he had seen it before.

A mocking smile appeared on Rong Yunhe's lips: "How can a person like him deserve to live forever? With a hundred lives, he can still engrave them in the tomb. He really thinks highly of our family."

"For him, the blood of our people is only used to wash his sword."

Mu Xiu was in a heavy heart and didn't say a word.

The national teacher did all this for revenge, the revenge of the extermination of the clan many years ago.

But Muxiu was indeed rescued by him himself, and Song Huai'an was also taught by him, and all kinds of things during this process cannot be explained in a few words.

And in the evening, Zhao Chengde came to the Yaohua Palace as Mu Xiu had told him.

When the lights were on and off, Mu Xin's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help standing up

Zhao Chengde offered something with both hands, and the bright yellow color hurt people's eyes: "His Royal Highness King Jin An, this is what His Majesty left for you before he left."

This thing is clearly an imperial decree.

Mu Xin lifted his robe and knelt down, with a relieved smile: "Read it."

Is the emperor finally going to kill him?Well, it should be over long ago.

Zhao Chengde said: "Your Majesty specifically told this slave that this item can only be opened by His Royal Highness King Jin An."

Mu Xin frowned, he didn't understand what his royal brother was doing, it was just a death-giving decree that made it so mysterious.

But even though he thought so in his heart, he also took the imperial decree in his hand and asked casually, "Where did the emperor go?"

Zhao Chengde smiled without saying a word.

Mu Xin understood that this meant that he couldn't say it.

He raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions. He opened the imperial decree to browse, but his face became more and more ugly.

Mu Xin's eyes were clouded, like a lion on the verge of rage, he threw the imperial decree into Zhao Chengde's arms and said, "What do you mean if he can't return to the capital within ten days, he will pass it on to the king? The Emperor's Dark Guard will fully support the king's ascension to the throne? Who is going to be the emperor? Where did the emperor go?!"

After yelling, he felt something was wrong again and said: "Brother Huang is very strong in martial arts, Su Yunqing is a first-class master in the Jianghu, who in this world can push Brother Huang to this level? What happened to make him feel Could it be dangerous? What is this? A secret edict or... a will?"

The words of the will frightened Zhao Chengde, the apex of his heart trembled fiercely, and he knelt on the ground with a thud: "Your Majesty calm down, Your Majesty is blessed with great blessings, I think it's just in case, it seems that the court is for His Majesty. To share worries and solve problems, but how many loyal ministers are there? I don’t know how many people are eyeing this position. King Xiangping has always had no intention of taking the throne, and other princes are far away in fiefs. The former emperor’s country cannot be buried in His Majesty’s hands. Your lord, you are indeed the best candidate."

Zhao Chengde's analysis must be the meaning of the emperor's brother

Mu Xin also knew that if something happened, if there was no one in the palace, no one would be able to suppress a group of demons and goblins.

When those brothers heard the news and rushed back from the fiefdom, maybe the villain had already taken advantage of the loopholes to usurp the throne, and Nan Chu would no longer have the surname Mu.

But thinking through all this doesn't mean he can accept it calmly, his fists clenched 'cluck'.

It's really unreasonable for him to give up the throne as he says!

Mu Xin was angry but had no choice but to fidget in the hall, he knew his brother too well.

Since he had planned ahead and even wrote the edict, it showed that he had already anticipated that he might be in danger.

And he was grounded again, it's fine if he can't go out, even if he can go out of the palace, he doesn't know the whereabouts of the emperor's brother.

He is anxious, but at this moment someone is more anxious than him.

"My lord, did you deliberately let me wander around the city a few days ago to invite you into the urn? Now someone must have passed the news back to the palace that I am still alive. If your majesty knows..."

The teacup was presented on the moon, if you look closely, you will find that his fingertips are trembling

A plain white hand stretched out and took the teacup. His skin was not as white as suet jade, but a bloodless white that hadn't seen the sun all year round.

Yue Shang didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him, so his eyes only fell on his hand holding the teacup.

Such a pair of hands are only suitable for plucking the strings, but I don't know how many lives have been lost, just looking at them makes me feel panic.

"Zhai Mirror."

The man held the teacup and fiddled with the tea slightly.

How could Yue Shang dare to call him by his first name? After following this man for so long, he had never seen him make a move. With just a few feints, the enemy threw away his armor and was led by the nose.

He bowed his head and said: "Your Excellency has broken me."

"Ah."

Zhai Jing laughed lightly.

Yue Shang was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second his chin was gently pinched, and the faint warmth of the tea cup still remained in his palm.

Just like that, he met those blue eyes, his snowy hair fell down like a moonlight, and his white clothes were like frost, making his lips red.

Zhai Jing pinched his chin, looked at him for a moment, his expression changed, and he opened his lips and said: "Young Master Yue, do you know why you received three points more grace than others as soon as you entered the palace?"

Yue Shang was startled, he didn't know, so he touched his face: "My lord... what do you mean by this?"

Zhai Jing's lips twitched: "Your eyes are a bit like Huai'an."

Yue Shang's face suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly: "You are talking nonsense!"

Zhai Jing withdrew his hand, neither salty nor indifferent: "Hasn't Mr. Yue ever looked in the mirror?"

Yueshang caressed her face with trembling hands, her expression was bewildered and flustered.

He said, "Impossible...it won't be..."

Zhai Jing looked at him with no fluctuations in his eyes. People who deceive themselves are pitiful and hateful.

It took a long time for Yue Shang to force himself to calm down, and said: "My lord... You said that you would help me kill Song Liyuan, right?"

Hearing this name, Zhai Jing finally had human emotion in his eyes

"Didn't you kill him?" Zhai Jing asked coldly.

Yue Shang raised his voice a bit: "But... But you said it yourself, he is not dead!"

Zhai Jing said indifferently: "What? You still want me to help you kill him? When you did it, you should have thought that from that moment on, you would never be able to return to His Majesty's side."

"you!"

Yue Shang was out of breath, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and a strong fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

Zhai Jing looked at him, a scorpion climbed up from behind Yue Shang's clothes, and finally stood on his shoulder.

Yue Shang turned his head to look, and almost died of anger: "Why..."

If he hadn't been used to seeing these poisonous insects, rats and ants by his side these few months, he would have passed away in fright.

Zhai Jing stood up and stretched out his hand. The scorpion climbed up along his fingers and landed on the back of his hand. There were still inconspicuous blue and black dark lines on the scorpion.

Zhai Jing caressed the back of the scorpion with his index finger, and there was rare tenderness in his eyes, "It's still young and ignorant, Mr. Yue will take care of it."

Yue Shang bit her lip, blood oozing from the corners of her lips, and the color turned black: "Master, I have been obeying you for so long, it's come to this point, you can't even let me die, can you understand?" ?”

Zhai Jing glanced at him:

"If Young Master Yue doesn't get angry, the poison won't enter the heart so quickly."

He kept silent about why, and Yue Shang didn't have the strength to ask any more, gradually lost his strength, the blood on his face faded, and he fell to the ground.

Zhai Jing sat back to his original position, teased the poisonous scorpion in his hand, and was slightly lost in thought.

Yue Shang fell beside him, with unwillingness in his eyes, and he reached into his bosom to find something.

Zhai Jing reached out and threw a dagger in front of him: "Are you looking for this?"

This dagger is unremarkable, and can be bought at any blacksmith shop in town for a low price.

Although he was rescued by Zhai Jing at the beginning, he was wary in his heart, so he bought this thing and carried it on his body. The grace of saving life is the same thing, and no one wants to be controlled by others for the rest of his life.

Yue Shang felt cold all over: "When did you..."

"When did you find out? Probably when you first appeared in front of me." Zhai Jing was very calm

Yue Shang coughed up a mouthful of blood, his teeth itching with hatred, and sneered: "In this case, I'm really flattered that you can keep me for so long."

He hated himself for looking forward and backward, for not acting first.

Zhai Jing paused his fingers, looked over, and twitched his lips indifferently: "You are still worth using, how could I be willing to kill you, but now it's gone."

The poison was wandering in the body, extremely domineering and rampant, and the pain swept from the bottom of his heart, Yue Shang clenched his robe tightly: "Who the hell are you! Bring Your Majesty here...cough cough... yes What, an attempt!"

Looking at him, Zhai Jing had completely regarded him as a dead person, and had no intention of responding to him at all, and watched him endure the poisonous torture with cold eyes, and finally fell on the ground and convulsed.

The withering of a life takes place in an instant, and it is so fragile that it cannot be easily touched by a single blow.

Waiting for the moon to have no more breath

Zhai Jingcai stood up slowly, and pulled out the hem of the black blood-stained clothes that Yue Shang was clutching in the palm of his hand in pain.

In the east, the first ray of morning glow sprinkled on the earth.

A crow flitted across the mountain stream, Zhai Jing reached out to catch the falling kit, opened the note inside and read it, and smiled slowly

"It's finally here."