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The operation went smoothly - from Mo Yusheng's side.

They entered the palace gate silently, but the moment the last person entered, the two heavy gates were suddenly closed.

The originally silent palace gate was suddenly brightly lit. Yang Yue and his subordinates were startled. When they looked up, they saw countless archers suddenly appearing from the tall city tower for no reason, shining with cold light. The tips of the arrows were extremely sharp, and they were all pointing squarely at them as if they were catching a turtle in a jar.

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat. Although he was still pretending to be calm, his thoughts were already confused.

In this way... the palace has already set up a trick to wait for them, and the secret has been leaked!

Before he could sort out the chaotic situation, Mo Yusheng, who followed silently all the time, suddenly pulled out his long sword, took out a helmet from his wide cloak, put it on, and shouted: "Do it!"

Afterwards, the uniform movements of the members of the Sun Cult who were all covered in cloaks were exactly the same as their leader. In an instant, everyone was equipped with helmets, and after the dark cloaks were thrown off, Yang Yue's side could see them. They all wore shining armor outside their night clothes!

People in Jianghu have deep inner strength, as long as they wear light armor and pay attention to protecting some vital points, they will not be afraid of those sharp arrows on the tower, but without the protection of that layer of armor, the power consumed will be much greater.

A sharp whistle sounded from the city, and the sound cut through the silent sky. At the same time, all the arrows were poured down at the same moment, making a heart-pounding sound of piercing through the air.

"Protect the Prime Minister!"

Up to now, no matter how bad it is, Yang Yue understands who has put him in the same position, but he has nothing to do in the face of such a predicament, he can only retreat in embarrassment under the cover of his personal guards, hoping to at least avoid the situation above his head. Arrows as dense as rain.

After all, his internal strength is not strong at all, and he is only wearing thin court clothes, if he is not careful, he will end up dying.

"Mo Yusheng!" Prime Minister Yang's current mood is indescribable. He angrily yelled at the leader of the Demon Cult who was fighting fiercely in the arena, regretting the introduction of this "foreign aid", "You think the royal family can accept you?" This kind of sect? If you harmed the old man like this today, you will definitely die in the future!"

In contrast, Mo Yusheng seemed much more relaxed. While dealing with the enemy in front of him with ease, he leisurely turned his head and smiled at Yang Yu who was being played around: "Then don't bother the Prime Minister. "

The assassins of the Prime Minister's Mansion were besieged by the overwhelmed Arrow Rain and the masters of the Sun Sect, and each of them persisted with difficulty - but most of them were the dead men cultivated by the Yang Mansion over the years. Fighting, there will be no thoughts of escape or betrayal at all.

Yang Yu's ability to govern the country is mediocre, and his character is hopeless. Only in the aspect of winning people's hearts, has he blazed a new path.

From Su Qing, who put almost all his thoughts into it, to these murderous killers who were bought back from childhood and gradually raised, they were all completely brainwashed into sharp swords in the hands of Prime Minister Yang, who hardly had any thoughts of their own. Any order given by him is obeyed.

In contrast, Su Qing, who knows about etiquette, justice, and shame, is even the most self-aware among them.

Yang Yu had calculated thousands of times, but he just ignored the key point of Mo Yusheng, and he lost everything in an instant.

This is probably fate, and it is the retribution brought about by him doing those outrageous things.

No matter how strong willpower is, it can't cover the gap caused by absolute strength. Yang Yue's people didn't last long, and they were quickly taken down by the palace guards and the Sun Cultists.

Mo Yusheng and the others didn't seem to know the so-called "catch the thief before the king". They made a trap with the wide palace gate, trapped Yang Yu here, and then ignored him. Those fearless killers around fought hard.

In fact, if they were willing, it would not be difficult at all to break through the protection of a few guards and catch Yang Yue first.

But Mo Yusheng just wanted to create such a pressing psychological pressure. He hated Yang Yu not at all, the hatred of his senior brother, the hatred of his own shell, and the hatred of tens of millions of people in the world. Enmity cannot be repaid by the other party's simple death.

The effect of this was very obvious. Yang Yue, who was surrounded in the center of the circle, became increasingly ugly, and finally reached the point of livid.When the three of them got rid of the dead soldiers on the periphery and approached each other little by little, they could clearly see the twitching muscles on his face.

"You lost, Prime Minister." Mo Yusheng slashed the throat of the last guard in front of Yang Yue with a sword, and smiled at him leisurely, "Catch him with nothing, maybe you can leave a whole body."

"Mo Yusheng...!" Yang Yu was so angry that his beard and hair swelled, he pointed at his neck and scolded, "You short-sighted and despicable villain..."

"It's ridiculous. It's ironic to hear the word despicable come out of your mouth." Su Yaqin took off her helmet, and gritted her teeth at the old prime minister who saw her face clearly and widened her eyes for a moment, "Really I wonder how my father would feel if he was still here."

"You are Su...you are not dead?!"

"Of course she is not dead," Mo Yusheng raised her eyebrows, "She is one of my most capable subordinates, how could she lose her life so easily."

At this point, what else is there to say.

Yang Yu suddenly calmed down, and he simply threw the sword in his hand on the ground—he would definitely not be able to break through anyway—as if he wanted to maintain his aura as the prime minister: "It turned out that I was suddenly, but... Do you really think that you can replace me just by killing me? How much do you know about the intricate power of civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty?"

"As I said just now, I don't need to bother you, Prime Minister," Mo Yusheng said softly. There are quite a few noble and upright people like Tai Tuo who take the people of the world as their own responsibility."

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Yu's eyes were full of shock, "You..."

"I," Mo Yusheng smiled, "Fortunately, Master saved me back then, otherwise I would have been burned to death in Ziyun Palace by you if I wanted to be alone?"

Ziyun Palace, the place where the princes lived alone in previous dynasties. Although the prince was still young 18 years ago, Emperor Wen seemed to have made a plan to never have a son for the rest of his life.

"...Li Sheng!"

"Bold," Jun Xiao took a step forward, unsheathed his long sword with a clang, and pointed it straight at Yang Yu's throat, "How dare you call the prince by his name, sinful minister Yang Yue, why don't you kneel down and pay homage immediately!"

Mo Yusheng raised his hand and lightly pressed down on his sword, looked up and looked around at the leaders of the Forbidden Army who were rushing over, and suddenly slapped Yang Yu's hand with the sound of the armored Forbidden Army kneeling down and shouting. chest.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I don't have such a rebellious minister in Da Zhou."

After finishing his high-sounding words, he lowered his voice, and said to Yang Yue with a half-smile, "I'm sorry, please go to the prison and wait a moment, you seem to have enjoyed using that soul-chasing Gu during this period of time. It’s time for you to experience it for yourself—don’t worry,” he said in a ruthless voice, seeing the other party’s suddenly terrified face, “there are enough masters waiting to renew your life at any time. I will never take your life before finishing the enthronement ceremony alone."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Yu's sullen face suddenly twisted, and he fell to the ground without any resistance, screaming terribly while rolling.

Mo Yusheng stood up straight with a twitching corner of his mouth, and innocently spread his hands at the stunned imperial guards who stepped forward to arrest him: "Prime Minister probably has his conscience suddenly regained consciousness, and he is suffering from inner pain."

The two young imperial guards couldn't help but smile, and then reached out their hands in disgust to arrest the weeping old prime minister.

Those who can appear here are all noble children who have made great achievements in the family for generations. They were either out of family considerations or succumbed to the despotic power of the Runan King's family. When the city was destroyed, they were able to keep the family Glory.

But there is no doubt that it is impossible for these nobles to welcome the Runan Dynasty that took away most of their wealth.

This is true for the emperor, not to mention Yang Yue, who rose to fame by relying on speculation and flattering. On the contrary, he may have gritted his teeth because of political disagreements with the old Taifu Su, but for the character and talent of the other party, these people are still approved.

Yang Yu is different. Yang Yu is like a clown who suddenly exploded. Now that he fell from a height, there are definitely more people who gloat and applaud him than feel sorry for him.

The screams faded away as the escort team left, Mo Yusheng looked back at Su Yatan and Jun Xiao, with unpredictable expressions on his face: "It's hard work, now... let's enter the palace."

Almost all the top masters in the palace belong to him, and more than half of the support from these forbidden troops has already been won. Mo Yusheng never does anything he is not sure of. If he dares to play like this tonight, it is already confirmed. Even if the little emperor returns, there will be no waves.

When he said this, Su Yatan was still staring at Yang Yueyuan's direction in a daze.

She only felt that her nose was a little sore—no matter how strong she was, she was still a girl in her early twenties. She had been wandering in the rivers and lakes these years, and the culprits in the imperial city who ruined her family were singing and singing every day, living a happy life. It's so moist, but she can't do anything except endure it.

It has been 18 years, from that bloody and terrible night to now. The hard work of practicing martial arts when I was a teenager, and the hard work in the rivers and lakes as an adult, are all memories that I don’t want to think about again.

And my younger brother... how did he get here in the past 18 years?The guesses in the past have been exhausted. Just looking at Yang Yu's painstakingly planning such a thrilling situation against them, one can deduce his hatred for their father. It is conceivable that what he has received these years is what treatment.

Soul-chasing Gu... Soul-chasing Gu, this evil thing caused such a violent reaction on Prime Minister Yang, who has always been moody and indifferent. How did Fengzhou survive after carrying it for so long... …

Su Yaqin was trembling all over, and she couldn't help thinking, if it wasn't for Mo Yusheng who fell in love with Su Qing long ago, if it wasn't for the whole Tianji Villa, including Jun Xiao, treating him with the most kind attitude, if it wasn't... Mo Yusheng finally According to Yang Yu's plan to save his younger brother under the cliff, what will happen.

She can say that she knows Fengzhou very well and knows what kind of temperament he is. Now that she thinks about the past, she is terrified. As long as there is a small mistake, they may really fall into the situation that Yang Yu has set up a long time ago: Killing each other, or facing the loss of the only relative empty-handed, leaving a lifetime of regret.

too frightening.

The rest of the work is very simple. Although the procedures are very cumbersome, there are special personnel in charge of all aspects. Everyone is busy until the next morning, and basically handles all the affairs.

"Let's go," Mo Yusheng rubbed the center of his brows, his face was still full of energy, without any trace of fatigue, "Go to the prison to see Yang Yu, he must be looking very miserable right now."

They were all happy to hear about this incident, and the three of them headed straight to the prison with light clothes, relying on their own strong martial arts without even bringing guards.

However, before they reached the gate of the prison, they heard the sound of arguing from afar.

"Why don't you let me in, what law did my father break, I want to see him!"

"Get out of the way! The little soldier dares to be so rude, don't you want to die!"

"The Holy Majesty has not come to the mansion to issue an order, and there is no news from the mansion. Could it be that you arrested people yourself? Is there any law for the king!"

The three of them looked at each other and quickened their pace in unison.

Several full-body armored guards stood in a row at the gate of the dungeon with spears in their hands. The gate was tightly blocked by the weapons in their hands. A young man in rich clothes was dancing and trying to break in, but was easily pushed away time and time again. return.

The guards didn't get rough with him, and they didn't answer his questions, they just stood there like statues, letting him spin around in a panic.

Mo Yusheng raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "So it's Mr. Yang."

That person was Yang Yu. He turned around quickly when he heard the voice, and his eyes lit up when he saw Mo Yusheng: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, you are finally here. What happened last night? My father, he I didn’t go back to the mansion, but this morning I heard that I was imprisoned in the prison, and these guys didn’t even let me see him, there must be some kind of conspiracy!"

"There is no conspiracy," Jun replied with a smile on his face. "Prime Minister Yang broke into the palace to rebel and was captured last night. It's just that the incident happened suddenly before the imperial decree could be read out... death row prisoners are not allowed to visit, Young Master Yang can go back."

Mo Yusheng on the side thought for a while, and added a sentence full of malice: "This kind of heinous behavior has always been punished extremely severely. As an adult male in the Yang family, maybe you should worry more about your future fate. "

Yang De stared at him dumbfounded, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

Su Yatan's face was uncertain, and she suddenly interjected and said, "It's okay to let him see, isn't Yang Yue doting on this only son, just to see if he is willing to repent for his crimes."

Mo Yusheng raised his hand, and the guards at the door retracted their spears with a clang, making way for a spacious passage.

"That being the case, let's come together."

Yang Yu's situation was indeed miserable. Although Mo Yusheng didn't use the Mother Gu to torture him all the time for the sake of his life, the effect of the Soul Chasing Gu was unbearable. Yang Yue was used to pampering him. Have you ever suffered like this?This night passed, and he looked ten years older. His white hair, which was usually neatly arranged, fell down, his face was dripping with tears, his body was also messy, and he looked like a madman.

When a few people entered, he was lying huddled on the dry grass in the prison, his expression was a little crazy, and he hurriedly wanted to shrink himself into the shadows when he heard the noise.

"Dad!" Yang De yelled and rushed over, shaking the railing vigorously with both hands, tears streaming down his face, "Dad, what's the matter with you... Oh my god, what are you doing... Dad!"

Jun Xiao's face showed a slightly unbearable character. He and Yang Yue had the least direct hatred, and he was also the most kind-hearted among the three. Now seeing the father and son in such a miserable state, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

However, he obviously managed his feelings well, knowing that Yang Yue deserved what he deserved, so he wouldn't say anything blankly.

Yang Yu seemed to have heard his son's cry, moved slightly, and opened his cloudy eyes a little.

"...Deer..."

"Yang Yu," Mo Yusheng's cold voice sounded at this moment—just now when Su Yatan said it, he understood what she meant. This kind of tactic of attacking the heart is very good, and he is very happy to use it here. On the old man, "The feeling of this night, isn't it good?"

Yang Yu moved his lips tremblingly, one of them couldn't control it, and another mouthful of saliva mixed with blood flowed out.

After all, he is old, and he is not a serious martial arts practitioner. This night of torture has completely destroyed his body. Now that Mo Yusheng and the others are doing nothing, this old guy probably won't live for a month.

"father……!"

"It's because you have raised Fengzhou to such a great extent." Mo Yusheng smiled, "I'll give you a chance to escape the pain."

The eyes of the old man on the ground suddenly shot out the light of survival, and he raised his head almost greedily, eager to hear the words of forgiveness from the other party.

——Even if it took his life, he really didn't want to live anymore. Instead of dying miserably in such pain, it would be better to end his life early.

"But I need to find someone to replace you," Mo Yusheng said softly, with a soft tone, but the meaning was like a curse from a demon, "How is your son? He is young and strong, and he will be more persistent than you when."

As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Yu, but even Yang De were stunned for an instant.

The young man's face suddenly turned pale. Although he still didn't quite understand what these people were talking about, looking at his father's appearance, it was not difficult to guess how much torture he had suffered. What Mr. Mo meant now ... Could it be that he wants to suffer for his father?

This……

He looked at his old father who was already in a trance, and couldn't bear it for a while: "Mr. Mo, I would like to..."

"Shut up," Mo Yusheng said coldly, "Mr. Yang, don't worry, let him choose."

Yang Yu turned his head with difficulty to look at his son who was stunned, and there was a real struggle on his face.

Su Yatan and Jun Xiao, who were silent at the side, looked like they were really going to vomit at this time.

Yang Yu closed his eyes so as not to look at the expressions of the people outside, and he spoke tremblingly in a pitiful way: "De'er...yes, I'm sorry..."

Yang De was stunned for a moment.

Reasonably speaking, it’s not that he can’t accept suffering for his father—after all, it’s his father who has raised him so much and has always been kind to him and responsive to his requests. It’s only natural for his father to pay his debts. The old man is weak and can't bear the pain, so it should be replaced by his own son.

But, how should I put it... He even thought about how to persuade his father if he disagreed, but he didn't expect to be pushed out so easily.

At least...you should hesitate for a while.

It's really indescribable.

Mo Yusheng didn't care about this, he raised his hand and lifted Yang Deti who was lying on the ground like a chick, stretched out his palm and slapped it, planting the soul chasing Gu.

Cough, as the leader of the Demon Cult, it's not too strange for him to have some of these things on him.

Yang De was shivered by the scorching heat, but he soon lost the energy to care about it, and the surging pain suddenly hit his whole body, taking away all his consciousness in an instant.

Yang Yu watched helplessly as his only son, who had always been doted on, rolled and screamed helplessly outside the prison door. Tears finally flowed from those eyes that were always full of gloom.

But...he is really afraid, such pain makes life worse than death, if he can escape, he is willing to pay any price.

Mo Yusheng cast a glance at him, calmed down his internal strength, and stopped torturing Yang De.

He didn't have any hatred for this young master. At most, after convicting Yang Yue, he would kill him all over the house. There was no need to torture him like this here.

Yang De was lying on the ground limply and passed out.

"Tell me," Mo Yusheng turned to Yang Yue, and said casually in a tone of discussing the weather, "After he wakes up this time, is he still willing to continue suffering for you?"

Yang Yu trembled all over, looking at him as if he was looking at a demon.

"If he doesn't want to, what should you do?" Mo Yusheng rubbed his chin, "The choice is yours. In fact, his protest is invalid, so you want to force him...to kill him?"

"..."

"Tsk, at that time he must hate you to death, maybe he will hate you so much that he wants to kill you."

"Ah!" Yang Yu was finally so stimulated by him that he went crazy. The eyes of this old man who seemed to be exhausted were red, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and crazily threw his head on the wall of the prison. Hit me, "You kill me! Please kill me! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mo Yusheng's face turned cold: "Did I allow you to die? I'll sue..."

"Yusheng."

Suddenly a clear call came from the entrance of the corridor, the voice was not loud, but all the sane people in the prison couldn't help being shocked when they heard the sound.

Mo Yusheng turned her head hastily, and instantly changed from a domineering monarch to a child who seemed to have done something wrong, looking a little embarrassing.

Su Qing walked over, his face was still a little pale, and his feet were very sluggish - the medicine Mo Yusheng gave him should have woken up at least this afternoon, and he was forced to regain consciousness now, after all, it was still a bit reluctant.

None of the three of them expected that he would find him so soon, they were at a loss for a while, and stood there blankly, not knowing what to say.

They knew about Su Qing's "feelings" for Yang Yu, so it was really hard to know whether he would be angry or not.

Yang Yu also came to his senses at this time, and suddenly threw himself on the railing and begged hoarsely for his son's mercy. Even Yang De, who was unconscious, regained some consciousness and cast a pleading look.

Shen You didn't look at them, and went straight to his junior brother, and asked softly, "Why did you come here? Everyone in the palace is looking for you."

"You, Fengzhou..." Mu Yun stuttered, "Listen to me..."

Shen You shook her head to stop him: "This is your business. I made an oath on the cliff as early as, and from the moment I jumped off, I have nothing to do with Prime Minister Yang."

This is not only what he meant, but also the choice that the original Su Qing would make.

No one is really ignorant of good and bad, he already knows who is his relative and who is the person he should really care about.

Hurting someone who loves me for the sake of an enemy is a stupid thing that only the most stupid people in the world can do.

"Let's go," he said with a smile on his face, "There are still a lot of things to do before he takes the throne, my lord."