dream

After rain and heat, the imperial palace in the imperial capital was unbearably hot. The emperor, along with his concubines and courtiers, marched to Nanyuan, the suburb of the imperial capital.

Jing'an rode side by side with the emperor's carriage in the bridle, his brows were slightly furrowed along the way, showing a hint of uneasiness.Knowing that this grandson was lively, the emperor was surprised by his dull silence, so he lifted the curtain to look at him.

"Jing'an, what's the matter? Not happy?"

Jing'an snapped back to his senses, and a smile forced a smile on Qingjun's face, "The emperor is overwhelmed, it's windy outside, the emperor should put down the curtain, don't catch cold."

The old god of the emperor was there, but he looked like he was going through a storm, and smiled calmly, "Don't worry, we have already reached this threshold, so what's the use of worrying?"

The emperor didn't say the rest, Jing'an already understood.If King Rong is honest and responsible, the father-son relationship will still exist; if he is really unworthy, it is no wonder that the emperor used thunderous methods.

Jing'an does not have the palace and deep thoughts like the emperor, and only cares about the father who stayed in the palace. At this moment, except for King Rong, several powerful princes and their families were brought to Nanyuan and placed under the emperor's eyes. The bottom must not dare to make any changes, obviously everything has been arranged properly, but Jing'an feels that there seems to be something ominous.

This feeling was extremely clear, like a strong warning, brought him a moment of sobriety, and made him want to lift the curtain of the emperor and lead him to escape this ominous fate.

But can he?He didn't have any basis, and he could convince the emperor to avoid all of this just by talking empty teeth?

The warning signs came and went quickly, as if the palpitation just now was just an illusion.Jing'an closed his eyes and fell into confusion again.

Nanyuan was rich in water and grass, and it was both a palace and a hunting ground. The emperor was in poor health, and he was recuperating in bed for a few days when he arrived at the palace, rarely going out.Jing'an was very active, so he couldn't sit still on the second day, and rode horses along the Tai River to hunt together with several princes and sons, and gained a lot.

When Ye Jing'an ordered people to set up a bonfire outside the palace, he toasted with the princes and sons, but the emperor left because he was unwell and just showed his face.

Jing'an was eloquent and willing to put down his figure, which only coaxed the elders present to smile, and the atmosphere was still warm in the middle of the night.

Until a roar came from the east side of the palace, everyone present stopped moving, still holding wine glasses in their hands, and looked at each other in blank dismay.Jing'an was the first to lower his face, and drew his long sword from his waist.

"Your Highness, Ao Xingbang led an army to attack Nanyuan at night!" Soon, a person stepped forward to report.Ao Xingbang has always belonged to the Rongwang faction.

Jing An nodded slightly, and Su Yan said to the princes, "I think you uncles know what will happen tonight."

The faces of the princes turned pale in an instant, and they hurriedly said that they didn't dare.

Jing'an was noncommittal, "If you really don't know, I have to wrong you and wait here. Don't act rashly. Your uncles' family members and nephews will settle down well. When the emperor puts down the rebellion, he will give you justice." After saying that, he turned and left Go, the guard who was standing beside everyone took a step forward, the intention of monitoring was obvious.

"Your Highness." Jing An rushed to the east of the palace, and before he had time to dismount, a guard came forward to report.

"What's the situation with General Wang?" Jing An got off his horse.

The man hesitated for a moment, and Jing An felt a warning sign in his heart. He frowned and shouted, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

"Ao Xingbang led tens of thousands of people to attack. General Wang had already ambushed outside the palace. As soon as the two armies came into contact, the rebel army collapsed. Now the entire army has withdrawn!"

"Impossible!" Jing An blurted out.How can it be!Just rate ten thousand people?It seems that an ambush has been expected, impossible!

Jing'an's heart sank, he suddenly turned around, passed through the chaotic crowd, and walked into the palace. In the past, there was silence in the palace where people came and went. figure.

Gong'e stood in front of him, hesitating to speak, Jing An felt uneasy at this moment, and was unavoidably irritable. He brushed aside everyone and walked to the bed, only to see the most unforgettable scene in his life——

The aged emperor was lying on the couch with a ferocious expression. There was still a streak of dark red blood on his lips, which hadn't dried completely. He stared at Jing'an with wide-open eyes, and his chest no longer heaved.

Jing'an took a few quick breaths, and let out a gasp from his chest. He trembled violently as if all the air had been sucked out at once, and the people around couldn't help but reach out to help him, for fear that he would take a breath. I can't breathe.

His expression was a little dazed, not too sad, but it seemed that he had been hit too hard, and he couldn't react for a while, leaving his mind blank and dazed.

Trembling slightly, that hand touched the emperor's neck, and finally confirmed that there was no sign of life under the fingertips, then his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud, instantly losing the strength to stand up.

How could this be the case, the source of the information was accurate, the deployment was proper, and everything was under control, how could this be the case?Jing'an's eyes were about to burst, his eyes were scarlet, almost bleeding. Seeing this, the palace servants stepped forward and wanted to break Jing'an's wrists, but they were surprised to find that this seemingly thin man was very strong. Ken let go of the emperor's hand.

With tears in his eyes, Jing An glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a icy silver light brushing towards his neck.The instinct of practicing martial arts made him dodge to the side, before he could draw his sword in time, he reflexively used the scabbard to block the dangerous and dangerous sneak attack.

With a snort, the clothes on his chest were cut open by the sharp dagger, but luckily no flesh was injured.Jing'an kicked the palace man away, and the guards in the palace hurriedly surrounded him and took him down.

The tears on Jing'an's face hadn't been wiped off yet, his expression had turned cold and stern, and the originally handsome facial features were suddenly filled with a chilly aura.Everyone in the room was in danger, never thought that the easy-going emperor and grandson, who was smiling all day long, could be so frightening. Those who were glanced at by him couldn't help but bow their heads, not daring to look at him.

"Although the emperor's grandfather has been in poor health for the past few days, it is unlikely that he passed away so coincidentally——Bi Qiu, it turned out to be you."

The man shed his docile skin and said with a smile, "It's a servant girl, Your Highness didn't guess it?"

Jing'an narrowed his eyes, "The emperor treats you well."

The man didn't answer, but said regretfully, "It's a pity that His Highness escaped, otherwise, it would be worth it if the slave and servant could drag two royal relatives and nobles with them when they were dying."

"Do you think I have doubts in my heart, and I will let you approach without warning?" Jing An raised his eyebrows coldly, with mocking eyes, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped the maid, "Eat the inside out."

"Prince Rong has a kindness with me, so why do you want to eat inside and outside?" Bi Qiu raised her face, showing no shame, but awe-inspiring expression of seeing death as home.

This made Jing An laugh angrily, "What a loyal servant, I have no choice but to fulfill you, but your death alone is not an exaggeration, and you have to implicate the nine clans. I wonder if it is worthwhile?"

Bi Qiu closed her eyes, "At this moment, His Royal Highness King Rong must have entered Fengtian Palace, the crown prince is gone, how to inherit the throne, how to tie up the nine clans of slaves, His Highness is joking."

The stern laughter stopped abruptly, Jing An withdrew his sword expressionlessly, and slowly wiped away the blood on his wide sleeve.