Donglin [Quick Travel]

Mu Zixing's expression changed, suddenly he thought of something, took a sword and rushed to the palace.

"Master, what are you going to do? It's disrespectful for you to enter the palace with a sword, and you will be beheaded." The servant hurriedly stopped him, persuading him earnestly.

"I can't control that much anymore. The concubine mother has never been such an unstable person. If such a big incident happened this time, the concubine mother must be in danger." Mu Zixing rushed forward with all his heart, and the servants couldn't stop him no matter what Seeing this, people had no choice but to send someone to invite the King of War.

Hearing the servant's report, a smug smile flashed across Mu Zigao's face, and then he changed into a somewhat anxious and worried expression. He paused for a few breaths before calling: "Shadow Eleven."

"master."

Mu Zigao looked at him solemnly, "The ninth brother has entered the palace."

The hidden guard looked puzzled, and Mu Zigao added, "They are armed."

Sure enough, seeing the complexion of the people below changed drastically, Mu Zigao immediately said: "It seems that this matter can't be resolved, Father Emperor will not let him go easily, get ready, we will enter the palace immediately, Ying Eleven , you take my personal guards to stop outside, don't let the matter expand, I will go into the hall to persuade father."

When it came to Mu Zixing's safety, Dong Lin didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly took orders to go out.

"Gao Zhanwang, you really have a plan, the little girl admires you."

"Miss Mu is not bad. I would like to thank you for cooperating with both inside and outside this year. As agreed, after the matter is completed, I will give you the map of the deadly scholar. If you get the treasure, this country will be half as big as Miss Mu's." .”

"Haha, then I would like to thank Zhan Wang for his generosity. I want half of the country."

When Dong Lin rushed to the palace with Mu Zigao's troops, the palace was already in chaos. Mu Zixing's personal guards and the palace guards were fighting fiercely outside the palace. Dong Lin didn't know who to help, so he had to do his best. The two parties separated, and Mu Zigao entered Emperor Mu's bedroom with a small number of guards. The situation in the bedroom was already very dangerous.

"Xue'er is not that kind of person." Mu Huang said angrily at Concubine Yuan, and turned to hold Xueyi in his arms with gentle eyes, "Xue'er is the only person I love in this life, and Mu Tai/Zu lived for A man does not marry, and only then makes his nephew the crown prince, but he is praised by later generations, I am also a generation of kings, why can't I live and sleep with the man I love."

"Your Majesty, this person can't stay." Concubine Yuan looked terrified, she was pushed down by two guards and knelt on the ground, her clothes were messed up, and she looked quite embarrassed.

Looking at Concubine Yuan who was no longer dignified as before, a trace of impatience flashed in Mu Huang's eyes, "Okay, don't say too much, I will not change my mind. For the sake of the deep love between husband and wife in the past, this disturbance I don't blame you, and I won't cancel Xing'er's throne, so you can take care of yourself in the future..."

At this moment, the eunuch reported sharply: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince broke into the palace with a sword."

Emperor Mu turned his head to look, and there was already a mess outside the palace. He turned his head and said to Concubine Yuan angrily, "Concubine Yuan, look at the good son you taught, he broke into the palace with a sword, is he trying to usurp my position? Take people down."

"Your Majesty, don't, Xing'er was just confused for a while, and dare not show any disrespect to Your Majesty." Concubine Yuan wanted to struggle to grab the corner of Emperor Mu's clothes, but was heartbroken by his disgusting look.

Xue Yi gently pulled Mu Huang's sleeve, her eyes rolled, she was so pitiful, Mu Huang hugged him even tighter, "Is Xue Er afraid, don't be afraid, I am here." She turned to face outside Shouted, "Come here, take down that traitor."

"Mother Concubine..." Mu Zixing was dressed in white clothes to win the snow, and the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, like melting snow. Heart, when he heard the news, his head roared, and he didn't care about the courtesy of the monarch and his ministers, he only wanted to save his mother and concubine.At this moment, he was extremely angry, but he ignored Bai Lin's overwhelming hatred when he looked at the two of them.

"Xing'er, hurry up, your father has been bewitched by the evildoers, and he can't listen to anything." "Ninth brother," Mu Zigao came in armor, looking very anxious, he was relieved when he saw that everyone was fine. "Ninth brother, don't make a huge mistake, there is still time to turn around now."

Mu Zixing was surrounded by guards, and as long as he made a move, he would kill him with a knife, but he didn't care about it, but looked a little sad, and looked at Mu Zigao, "Brother, even you think Zixing Do you want to usurp the throne? No matter, mother and concubine, you are reckless, and you will not be able to save you today." All the people brought by Mu Zixing were stopped outside, only Mu Zixing naively thought that Emperor Mu could listen to him Explaining that it is a joke to resist all the imperial guards by one person, he threw the long sword in his hand to the ground, and knelt on the ground slowly and with difficulty, "Father, I know my mistake. Let the mother and concubine go alone."

"Xing'er..." Seeing this scene, Concubine Yuan, who was detained by the guards, felt very sad and looked mournful.

"Come here, Mu Zixing intends to usurp the throne and put him in the sky prison. As for Concubine Yuan," Mu Huang gave her a disgusted look, "put him in the cold palace."

Seeing that this matter was about to be resolved, Mu Zigao's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Father, be careful." Mu Zixing stood up and wanted to do something, but Mu Zigao took the first step and held a sword on his chest, Mu Zixing His eyes were wide open, and the color of blood spread on the plain white clothes.

Mu Zigao hugged him in his arms, like a loving elder brother feeling sad for what his younger brother did, Mu Zixing's body slowly slid down, and Mu Zigao whispered in his ear: "Seventh brother, you The most wrong thing I did in my life was that you believed in the person who should be your enemy."

"Father, the seventh brother made a typo today. It's because I didn't teach him well. The seventh brother regards me as my own brother, but he died at my hands. I can't bear it. My child is willing to pay for the seventh brother."

The sound of killing outside gradually subsided, and Dong Lin's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, but he still couldn't help laughing. The outside matter was settled, and he hoped that Mu Zigao could bring Mu Zixing out.

"Master, master, the subordinates have completed the task." Dong Lin brought the few remaining people in, and when he heard the voice of someone coming, Mu Zigao's eyes flashed a rare nervousness.

The atmosphere in the hall was really wrong, it was dead silent, the strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and the breath of death permeated the air.Just one glance saw the person lying on the ground, wearing Dong Lin's familiar white clothes, which had not changed for several years, the wound piercing through his chest was hideous and terrifying, Concubine Yuan had already fainted on the ground, and standing among the imperial guards was a majestic The middle-aged man and the snow suit...

Xue Yi, the young owner of Yanxia Villa, is also the first prime minister after Mu Zigao ascended the throne. At this time, he is being comforted by Mu Huang's arms, looking at him through Mu Huang's arms circling him. He, probably because the person in his arms was too quiet, the man followed his gaze.

"Who is that?" The young man is like a bit of transparency in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, but he can't help but want to play with it from a distance.

Mu Huang looked at the boy kneeling on the ground, slowly lowered his arms around the man in his arms, and signaled the guards to withdraw their weapons.

"Your Majesty..." Bai Lin came back to his senses in shock, grabbed Emperor Mu's sleeve, and turned his attention to himself.

Seeing the pleading and fear in the beauty's eyes, Mu Huang's heart moved, thinking that he was afraid that he would fall in love with a newcomer and abandon him, so he touched his hand comfortingly, "It's okay, I'm just curious."

Bai Lin's eyes were a little nervous, and he gave Mu Zigao some color. When Mu Zigao saw this, he suddenly stepped in front of Dong Lin, bowed and bowed, "Father, Father is frightened today, please go back to the palace to rest. Bar."

Emperor Mu was taken aback, he just saved his son, so he replied softly: "I'm fine, the Seventh Prince should get out of the way, let me see who is behind you."

"Father..."

Mu Huang took two steps forward, Mu Zigao turned around and continued to stop, "Father, let's go back first, there is a lot of blood here, I'm afraid of hurting Father's dragon body."

Mu Huang's face darkened, "Gao Er, get out of the way, don't let me say it a third time." Young people are not serious matters, but Mu Zigao's repeated resistance to his orders is challenging his own majesty.

Mu Zigao's eyes flashed, and he took two steps back respectfully. Mu Huang nodded in satisfaction, and walked up to Dong Lin. What is more important is how to keep the boy.

Approaching Dong Lin, Mu Huangcai removed the majesty on his face just now, put on a kind smile, and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man seemed a little timid and didn't answer his question immediately, but Mu Huang was not in a hurry at all and seemed quite patient.

Through his shoulder, Dong Lin saw Mu Zigao pull out his sword with a gloomy face, but the guards didn't seem to see it. Mu Huang, who had been keeping his eyes on Dong Lin's face, naturally saw the look in his eyes. The silver light flashed away, before he could react, he felt a sudden stab in his chest, followed by a stabbing pain of tearing his flesh, he looked down inconceivably, the sword that he had given to the King of War before. It was inserted into his chest impartially, and on the body of the knife was the "Zhenshanhe" that he specially ordered the craftsman to engrave.

"Gao'er, you..."

Mu Zigao pulled out his sword abruptly, blood spattered, "Your throne is mine, and things that don't belong to you should never be delusional."

"Shadow Eleven, clean up."