After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

The job of holding a lamp sounds easy, but it is a tough job.

Because the servant who was in charge of the lamp that day had to keep an eye on the lights in the area he was in charge of all night, and refill the lamp oil regularly to ensure that the lights were on all night, and the most important thing was to prevent water from leaking.

Ruyi is in charge of an area under the corridor.

It was already four o'clock, and the night was at its thickest. Ruyi yawned, and after checking around the lights, she was sure that there was no problem, so she was about to lean on the porch pillar and take some time off. A figure clutching his stomach rushed over from the other end of the corridor, bent over, the light was dim, and his face could not be seen clearly. When he saw him, he asked, "Your servant is new. If you dare to ask the waiter, how to get to the latrine?" ?”

Ruyi pointed in a direction.

But the servant suddenly let out a cry of pain, as if he couldn't hold back, and begged: "Can the servant show mercy and take the servant for a ride."

Ruyi thought that the lights on the left and right had been checked, and it was nothing to be a favor, and she could cultivate a pair of eyes in the hall in the future, so she nodded and said, "Come with me."

The night is like a huge invisible monster, swallowing all the sounds in the dark corners where the light cannot reach.A new round of lamp oil was added, and the palace lanterns in the corridor were emitting a faint yellow light. No one noticed the scream that came from the latrine that stopped abruptly.

Half an hour later, when the dawn was approaching and the night was still dark, when the sky was at its darkest, a corpse was silently thrown into the camp of the Chu Lang Department.

The body was completely naked, and a snake-shaped spiritual blade was stuck in the heart.When it was almost dawn, the soldiers in the training camp found out, and immediately reported to the young commander Chu Rui to know.

"It's been checked, it's not from the camp, and it's a eunuch. As for the murder weapon... it's very similar to the spirit snake blade that the monks of the night wolf tribe often use. It's a third-level spiritual weapon. The blade is as thin as paper and is often used for assassination."

Chu Rui's face was gloomy, and his hands on the sword at his waist were clenched into fists.

The lieutenant general looked at his face and said cautiously: "It's also strange, the Night Wolf Department killed someone, why did they throw it into our Chu Lang Department's camp. If it was to frame someone, why did they keep the murder weapon?"

Chu Rui suddenly sneered, and said: "They are not planting blame, they are like our Chu Lang Department Xuan Wei."

The lieutenant general didn't quite understand.

Chu Rui didn't explain much, and gritted his teeth and ordered: "Don't say anything about this matter, leave the murder weapon, and dispose of the corpse as soon as possible. Everyone who has seen this corpse today will be transferred to the northern border."

Only then did the lieutenant realize that this matter was unusual, and perhaps there were many secrets hidden behind it that even he could not touch.

Chu Rui summoned his mount and galloped out of the camp without looking back.

**

Zhang Jing had just finished his morning exercise, and was sitting in the tent drinking tea leisurely. A man with the appearance of a counselor laughed beside him and said, "I heard that the little fox cub had a rash, and now he can't get sick. Most likely it was caused by the wind wolf, sword The 'big gift' of the second tooth part scared me."

"of course."

Zhang Jing laughed indifferently: "I thought I was protected by the emperor, so I wanted to hide in the inner court to live a good life. How can there be such a cheap thing. Dare to use the sixteen parts of Sirius as a display? You should also let him know I know, who has the final say in Tianhuan City."

As soon as the words fell, the subordinates said in a panicked tone: "General, the young leader of the Chu Lang Department is here!"

Zhang Jing said: "Come here, why panic?"

The subordinate said: "He brought someone with him, and he looked very unkind."

Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows, looked at the counselor, and said unexpectedly and with interest: "This is a sick cat trying to show off its power. Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Jing drove his mount to the gate of the camp, and saw that Chu Rui was leading two teams of soldiers from the Chu Wolf Division, parked outside with ashen complexions, and couldn't help laughing: "It's so early in the morning, young leader, where did you get so angry?"

Chu Rui sneered: "You know what you did!"

"I don't understand this general." Zhang Jing said with a smile: "Young leader, you can't just have a drink together last night, and turn your face away today. Forging new knives, even if you have something in Chu Lang's mind." You can’t take your anger out on us. Bingmatai approved the red of the Night Wolf Department, but not the Chu Wolf Department. That is the king’s golden mouth and jade order. It is the face of our old leader. It is respectful to me. It doesn't matter at all."

"Although in terms of seniority, your father is on par with our old leader, but our old leader risked his life to save the old gentleman's life from among the thousands of troops, and he and the old gentleman are sworn brothers. Even the king should respectfully call him uncle, which is not like your father. ... Hehe, I was hurt by those false rumors, and registered with the king."

Some night wolf fighters burst into laughter immediately.

Because many people have heard the rumors about Chu Yunfeng, the leader of the Chu Lang Department, and Mrs. Bei Gongjun, and everyone privately believes that the new king is targeting the Chu Lang Department everywhere, not only sending the dignified leader of Chu Yunfeng to patrol the border This kind of coolie work, this casting of new recruits also kicked Chu Lang from the list.

Chu Rui was originally unfair because of the matter of casting a new knife. Seeing that Zhang Jing not only has no solidarity, but also speaks so arrogantly and domineeringly. His father, his face flushed with anger, became more and more certain that the corpse this morning was written by Ye Lang, and his purpose was to kick the spies of their Chu Lang Department out of the inner court.

"Zhang Jing, you really say that the sixteenth part of Sirius is your Night Wolf, am I afraid of you?"

Chu Rui's eyes were about to burst, and he slowly drew out the spirit sword from his waist.

As if feeling the master's anger, the spirit sword immediately buzzed.

Zhang Jing didn't expect that he really planned to do something, so his expression changed, and he said: "Young leader, I'm telling the truth, your majesty has strictly prohibited private fights among ministries, you can't be impulsive—"

Before he could finish speaking, a streak of sword energy brushed across Zhang Jing's face, cut off a lock of hair, and left a bloodstain on his right cheek.

"Is it true, young leader?" Zhang Jing wiped off the blood on his face, with a dark look in his eyes.

**

In Huifeng Palace, Ming Yuan patrolled around, saw that the sky was already bright, but the lights in the long corridor were still on, so he frowned and asked, "Who was on duty here last night?"

The waiter in charge of scheduling hurriedly replied: "It's Ruyi who is in charge of the lamp."

"This..." The waiter looked at the palace lanterns and said, "It's really strange. Ruyi has always been diligent in doing things, and she is definitely not a person who steals and cheats. She has never had such a trouble before."

"You two, go to the check-in room to see if he is there."

The two servants who went to find someone came back quickly and said that there was no one on duty.

Ming Yuan's expression darkened, and he asked, "Who was the last person to contact him yesterday?"

A small servant at the lamp stand stood up: "Return to the master, last night when I entered the watch, the slave gave Ruyi lamp oil once, and I haven't seen it since then."

"Did he act different then?"

"It's not unusual, and I've invited my slaves to have a drink together today."

Ming Yuan ordered people to search the residences of the servants, but they still found nothing.At this moment, everyone finally realized that something was wrong, and someone said: "Could it be that they went to other halls?"

The old servant who was in charge of scheduling shifts shook his head and said, "It's unlikely, the palace lamp in the hallway hasn't been turned off yet, so he probably won't go far."

"Don't say anything about this matter." Ming Yuan lowered his eyebrows and told the old servant: "You arrange some suitable people to find someone, and if you have any news, report it to me immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, another servant rushed to report: "Master, Mrs. Jun is here!"

"Mrs. Jun?"

Ming Yuan was surprised, and immediately revealed a dignified expression: "What is Mrs. Jun doing here at Huifeng Palace?"

Since the old gentleman passed away, this person has not been out of the North Palace for many years, and it is difficult for him to even meet him, but today he took the initiative to show up.

The servant was also panicked and at a loss: "Mrs. Jun didn't say anything, so let me open the door."

Ming Yuan was still hesitating, but a clear voice came in: "What's the matter? Can't I go to the old house if I have nothing to do?"

Mrs. Jun, Mu Hua, was dressed in snow, holding a white feather fan in her hand, and wearing a set of golden crowns on her head.The appearance is beautiful and the demeanor is elegant. Looking from a distance, it looks like a fairy parading in the mortal world.

Ming Yuan immediately led all the servants to kneel down: "Your servant is waiting to greet Mrs. Jun!"

Mu Hua didn't look at them, looked around critically, and said: "It's still the ghostly appearance of monsters gathering and dancing wildly, and it's well maintained."

Can't take this.

Ming Yuan and the others could only keep silent.

Mu Hua had already stepped down and said: "I heard that the little fox is sick, I'm going to visit him."

Ming Yuan was startled, and hurriedly walked on his knees to stop in front, saying: "Madam Jun is not allowed. Young Master Changling is not suffering from a common disease, but a rash, which may be contagious, Madam Jun must not come close."

"No?"

Mu Hua finally glanced at him sideways, with a gentle smile in the corner of his eyes: "Did your new lord tell you that no one in this inner court can say these two words to me?"

"Your..."

Ming Yuan wanted to open his mouth, but suddenly his pupils shrank, and he stopped, because the white feather fan had reached his throat at some point—the fan that was rumored to kill people invisible.

With his years of service in the Monster Suotai and his strength of level [-] cultivation, he didn't realize it at all!

"Yes... the slave knows his mistake!"

Cold sweat gradually broke out on Ming Yuan's forehead.

The corners of Mu Hua's eyes are still gentle and gentle: "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about being good. That is the truth that people tell people. You are not a beast. Don't just talk about it."

"Also, remember to say hello to Qiu Ye on behalf of Bengong. Tell him that old age is a thief, and Mingyin Mingzhi Bengong is ready for him to die. Teach him not to dawdle, and give up treatment if it doesn't work. Bar."

Ming Yuan panicked, "I dare not."

"It's okay."

Mu Hua took back his fan, tapped it on his palm, and said: "If you don't pass it on, there are countless lackeys in the inner court who will pass it on to him."

After finishing speaking, he turned his back on his sleeves and walked into the hall, leaving only a group of servants kneeling on the ground and looking at each other.

**

Because of the rash, Chang Ling didn't have to follow Ming Yuan to learn the rules these two days.

All the servants were afraid of being infected, so they didn't get close to the bedroom. Even the servants who were in charge of delivering meals put the meals outside the door and asked Shi Shi to come out to pick them up.

Except for the medical officers who come here regularly to check the pulse and deliver medicines, there are no idlers to disturb, and the dormitory has suddenly become the cleanest place in Huifeng Hall.

Chang Ling was sitting on the bed eating cakes, with a book on his lap, when he heard that Mu Hua had arrived, he immediately hid the half-eaten cakes under the pillow, and lay back under the blanket.

"Meet Mrs. Jun!"

Shitou kowtowed to salute, because of what happened in Beigong before, he couldn't help but feel vigilant.

Mu Hua asked him to get up, walked to the bed, looked at Chang Ling, and asked gently: "Is it better?"

Chang Ling nodded obediently, and whispered, "It's much better."

"Don't be afraid, I'm just here to see you."

Just as Chang Ling was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Mu Huawen added softly: "The matter of rebellion requires careful planning, and it takes too much effort. Let's discuss it when you are better."

Chang Ling: "..."

Seeing that Chang Ling looked at him without speaking, and his black eyes still looked timid, Mu Hua suddenly said: "You didn't have a rash, but you took Huolidan, right?"

"Why do you want to do this, you don't want him to touch you, or—"

He seemed to suddenly understand something: "You killed that servant last night?"