After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

At dawn, the dining room delivered breakfast on time.

Chang Ling still called the stone in, and each person ate half of it. Just after eating, Zang Mastiff and a servant dressed in cloud and white clothes who claimed to be in charge of the North Palace suddenly visited.

The Zang Mastiff had just been whipped three hundred times, and it was difficult to walk. He believed that it was Chang Ling who complained in front of Xinjun, which made Xinjun furious, so he hated this obedient little fox so much that his teeth were itchy. , but Xinjun ordered the little fox not to touch a single hair, and he couldn't get angry again, so he held back a cavity of resentment, and he couldn't help but have a bit of yin and yang when he sent the message.

"Mrs. Jun sent the young master to go to the North Palace to talk. The young master simply tidied up, so hurry up and go with the master in charge."

Mrs. Jun?

Chang Ling quickly sorted out the few rumors about Mrs. Jun that he had heard from Tangyue in his mind.

The former wolf emperor Qiu Feng was the love of his life. After Qiu Feng died, he lived alone in the North Palace. He lived in seclusion and had two sons for Qiu Feng. .

Shi Shi immediately changed his face, listening to the name, this Mrs. Jun should be the wife of the new Jun's biological mother and the old wolf emperor Qiu Feng, I am afraid that he hates Boyan Jun and the young master more than that tyrant.What good would it be if he suddenly summoned the young master to go over now? Most likely he would bully and torture the young master.

Chang Ling pondered for a moment, got off the bed, ordered Shi Shi to change clothes, and finally put on the blue cloak he always wore before pushing open the door, looking at the Tibetan mastiff with some fear and asking: "What is Mrs. Jun calling me for?"

Zang Mastiff judged that the little fox had been lingering in it for so long, he must be scared, sneered in his heart, and said more and more in a tone: "Mrs. Jun is the mother of the Emperor, and the person with the highest status in the inner court naturally has something to ask for you." ask."

"Besides."

He looked Chang Ling up and down contemptuously, and said: "The young master is also a person who has served the bed. Logically, he should take the initiative to pay his respects to Mrs. Jun. Now it is very rude for Mrs. Tired to say this."

"You must know that before moving to the North Palace, Mrs. Jun has been taking care of the affairs of the inner court."

Chang Ling hesitated, and whispered: "But your majesty has ordered me not to let me wander around."

"what."

Zang Mastiff didn't expect the little fox to be quite vigilant, so he sneered calmly: "The North Palace is also within the scope of the inner court, how can it be considered a random walk. The young master is too good at taking the words of the emperor as an arrow."

Chang Ling was still timid, and asked, "Your Majesty...does he really mean that?"

"What else can that mean? When did your majesty say that you don't have to accept Mrs. Jun's summons?" Zang Mastiff pushed up his sleeves and said sharply: "I advise the young master not to dawdle, if you make Mrs. Jun wait for a long time I’m afraid I’ll be punished again.”

"This inner court law is not a joke."

Only then did Chang Ling nod reassuringly: "Then I believe in your lord."

Seeing that he was willing to go over, Zang Mastiff's attitude improved a lot, and he smiled and said, "You don't have to be afraid, Mrs. Jun is famous for her temper. As long as you don't do anything beyond the rules, Mrs. Jun won't do anything to you."

"Well! Thank you, my lord."

Chang Ling pretended not to notice these details, thanked him again, and obediently followed the servant who came to deliver the order.

When Chang Ling's master and servant walked away, the Zang Mastiff's face gradually showed some sternness, and he said with a sinister smile, "You little fox!"

**

Out of Huifeng Palace, Chang Ling followed the servant halfway, and suddenly stopped.

The servant noticed it and stopped, turned around, and asked gently: "What's wrong, young master?"

Chang Ling held his stomach and said timidly, "I feel unwell in my stomach and want to go to the toilet."

The servant still said gently: "There is no latrine near here, the young master has to be patient for a while, and the slave will take the young master to the toilet immediately after arriving at the North Palace."

Chang Ling looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pointing to a path hidden in the woods: "I remember that there is a deserted latrine there. I really can't bear it, please wait a moment, sir, I will come back soon."

The servant frowned and thought for a while, probably because he didn't remember, and said: "There are many people in the palace, and the young master has a special status. If you encounter any danger, you will be destroyed. Young master, please bear with it."

Chang Ling shook his head, looking a little uncomfortable: "I really can't take it anymore, if you are worried, you can go with me."

The friendliness on the servant's face finally disappeared, and he said with a slight smile: "There is no latrine there, and the servant advises the young master not to play tricks. No one in the inner court can refuse the summons of Mrs. Jun."

There is indeed a problem.

Chang Ling took a step back and asked calmly: "Mrs. Jun is not in charge of the inner court affairs now. If she is really upright, why did you secretly summon me behind Xinjun's back?"

The servant said somewhat helplessly: "Even if Mrs. Jun is not in charge of the inner court, she is the honor of the inner court. Why do you need to ask for your consent to call you a little fox without a name?"

The long spirit sprinkled a handful of yellow pollen, picked up the stone, turned around and ran away.

The dense insects immediately swarmed over, drowning the servant like a tornado.

Shi Shi broke into a cold sweat: "Young master, where are we going?"

Chang Ling said: "Qinzheng Palace."

It's the previous court, Mrs. Jun's hand must not be able to reach it.

"Quick! Quick! Save people!" "It seems that someone is trapped by poisonous bees!"

There was noise and exclamation behind him, as well as the sound of noisy footsteps and the impact of iron armor. It should be that the guards heard the news and rushed to save people.

Chang Ling ran to the outside of the Hall of Qinzheng without a break, and saw armored soldiers lined up in the distance, courtiers coming in and out in twos and threes, all carrying memorials in their arms, guessing that Zhaoyan should be discussing matters inside, and was about to run In the past, he was hit hard on the back of the head, his eyes went dark, and he fell down.

**

"Tude, tug."

The sound of the wooden fish knocking rhythmically entered the eardrums. Chang Ling opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a clean and elegant palace room.Through the window, you can see a large area of ​​red plum blossoms in full bloom in the yard. When the wind blows, the falling flowers are colorful, and the room is full of cool plum fragrance, which makes you feel like a fairyland.

There are eight screens in the room, and on the screens is a picture of searching for plums and stepping on snow, with a poem beside it:

Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow.Who knows the annoying flavor, please ask for Nanlouyue.I remember last year, during the plum blossom season, no one talked about old things.Who gets drunk and wakes up for whom, to this day I still hate parting lightly. [1]

The sound of wooden fish came from behind the screen.Chang Ling looked around and found that he was lying on a bed with his hands and feet tied up. All the servants in cloud-white costumes came in and out, all looking at him with curious eyes.

Chang Ling felt strange, although these palace people were peeping, but they all had gentle eyes, curious light flashed in their eyes, and they didn't seem to be hostile to him.This is very different from the situation he has encountered since he came to the Wolf Palace.

"They are all from the fox tribe."

A feminine voice rang out at this moment, a bit like the sound of a zither sinking into the water, although it could not be called clear and melodious, it was lingering and pleasant to listen to.

Chang Ling followed the prestige, and there was a snow-colored figure standing behind the bead curtain, holding a white feather fan in his hand, looking at him with a smile, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness.

"They all call me Mrs. Jun, but I prefer my real name, Mu Hua."

People come and report themselves.

Chang Ling was taken aback for a rare moment.

Because the legendary Mrs. Jun turned out to be a man!And he is a very handsome man!

His skin is as white as snow, his eyebrows are soft and beautiful, like the fairy in the painting, what he is wearing is not an ordinary robe, but a very exquisite and beautiful feather coat, as if he can leave at any time against the wind.

"Fox people?"

Chang Ling asked subconsciously.

"That's right." Mu Hua opened the beaded curtain with a folding fan, and walked out with his sleeves down. His line was as elegant as that white feather fan. Shi Shiran sat down opposite the young man, and said, "I don't like wolves."

"Wolf people always like to say that foxes are cunning, but they never admit that they are cold-blooded and ruthless. The hypocrisy is extremely high."

This Mrs. Jun's words were astonishing when she opened her mouth.

Mu Hua gestured with his eyes, and immediately a maid knelt down in front of Hu's bed to untie Chang Ling, and took the opportunity to quietly look at the young master of the Fox Clan who was said to be given to Sirius by the Fox Clan as a trophy—the former Fox Clan Emperor Tushan Boyan's bloodline.

It's a pity that Chang Ling was hidden from head to toe in a blue satin cloak, except for looking at her quietly and obediently with a pair of black eyes, there was no extra information for her to spy on.

The maid could only retreat with regret.

Chang Ling sat up, rubbed his wrists, lowered his eyes coldly, and said: "Mrs. Jun summoned me in this way, maybe it's not for the sake of fellowship."

"You really are a smart little fox."

Mu Hua didn't think it was disobedient, but smiled lightly.

There is always a touch of warmth in the corner of his eyes that belongs only to Yangchun and March, which makes his eyes have a strange and calming power.

Under his gaze, Chang Ling slowly raised his head.

Mu Hua praised: "It's really beautiful, even more beautiful than when I was young, no wonder."

No wonder what he didn't say.

Chang Ling was not interested either, and looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Madam Jun, Mu Hua immediately uttered his second astonishing sentence.

"Little fox, let's work together to break through the Tianhuan City together. Let's go back to Qingqiu."

Chang Ling: "..."

Chang Ling was speechless for a long time.

One is that the amount of information is too large, and the other is that there are two things he does not understand:

Why would a mother rebel against her son?

Madam Jun, a man, how did he give birth to two sons?

Mu Hua seemed to see through what was going on in his mind, smiled slightly, and said calmly and coldly: "That's just the shame that the werewolf imposed on me, so don't mention it."

"I heard that good son of this palace also declared that he wanted to make you the queen, and declare his werewolf national prestige to the entire Xianzhou? Oh, little thing, don't believe his nonsense, how could a werewolf be willing to make a fox queen as a queen. He made you You have been captive in the inner court for so long, but have you mentioned your status? In the eyes of those werewolves, you are nothing more than a pet he raised."

"Werewolves are paranoid, vicious, warlike, and tyrannical in their bones. They can even kill their own people in order to fight for territory. In order to ensure the best combat effectiveness, they can kill all the old, weak, sick, and disabled in the clan. They are the most conquering and possessive in Xianzhou. They are a species of desire, they don't regard lower-level spiritual creatures as human beings at all."

"Little thing, you and I have similar fates. You and I are poor people. We can only fight against this god-given fate on our own."

Seeing that Chang Ling remained silent, Mu Hua comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, we can talk about the rebellion slowly. But..." He seemed a little guilty and said, "Come and sit with me, my son, I’m afraid I’ll think you’re already in collusion with me. Whether you want to or not, you must be in alliance with me.”

Chang Ling didn't show much reaction, was silent for a moment, and asked, "What do I need to do?"

Mu Hua thought for a while, and said: "Not yet, rebellion is a big event, many things... It's not just my decision, I will send someone to contact you when needed."

When we met for the first time, Mrs. Jun didn't elaborate on the details of the rebellion, nor did she show her trump cards, such as how many soldiers and horses she had mastered, how many courtiers she had secretly befriended, where she planned to start the uprising, and whether she responded internally or externally.

Chang Ling didn't say anything, and asked about the whereabouts of the stone.

Mu Hua readily agreed to let them go, and said that it would be too irritating to Xinjun, so he would not send people to send them back.When leaving, Mu Hua stroked Chang Ling's head, and said distressedly: "My son is the most sensitive and suspicious, this time you go back, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot, poor little thing."

Chang Ling silently avoided his hand, put on his hood, and went back to Huifeng Hall with the stone without saying a word.

**

Returning to Huifeng Palace, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the courtyard was brightly lit, and the servants knelt down on the ground, either shaking like sifting chaff, not daring to breathe, or stiff like a dead person, without making a sound.

Even Yin Zhu, who was the head of the inner court, knelt at the entrance of the main hall for the first time.

Chang Ling left the stone outside and walked into the hall alone, and saw Zhaoyan sitting on the main seat with a sullen expression, his whole face buried in the shadow.

"Who allowed you to leave Huifeng Palace privately?"

Zhao Yan raised his head, his face turned blue with horror, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was terribly cold, as if a beast was trapped in his body that was about to break out of its cage at any time.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the long spirit was inevitably a little apprehensive. This was the instinctive reaction of a low-level spirit creature seeing a high-level spirit creature, especially a high-level spirit beast that was in a rage.

Chang Ling took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to run away, opened his black eyes, looked at him innocently, then stretched out a finger, pointed behind him, and replied: "My lord, what your lord said .”

"grown ups?"

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes:

"Which grown-up?"

"Your Honor! This little fox spitting blood!"

The Tibetan Mastiff who was kneeling behind suddenly raised his head, his voice changed.

Chang Ling turned his head, looked at him, and asked a little strangely, "Why are you so excited?"

"I didn't say it was an adult, I was talking about the adult who came to deliver the order."

The long and thin face of the Tibetan mastiff twisted violently twice.

This nasty little fox cub!He actually lied to him!

Zhao Yan looked gloomy and uncertain, waved his hands, ordering all the idlers to back down, Fang patted his legs, and said playfully, "Come here."

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