[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

Shaozhou.

This is the only place leading to Leizhou, and prisoners exiled by the imperial court often pass through here to go to the place of distribution.

Because the place is remote, there are few people, and the court neglects management, it will kill a lot of people, as long as no one pursues it, it will be nothing.

At night, from the village inn, there were occasional sounds of moaning and groaning in pain, as well as the sound of scolding from the escort.

In a grove not far from the inn, there were two dark shadows.

Both of them were wearing night clothes and blue cloth masks, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

One of them listened to the painful voice in the inn, and there was a smug and ruthless look in his eyes.

Du Suran is the other of the two.

Her martial arts practice is advanced, and she is sensitive to the changes in her surroundings, and the changes in the aura around her immediately fall into her ears.

Du Suran frowned slightly.

The man heard the painful groans in the inn for a while, and then let out a cold snort.

"When will we do it next?" He was gearing up.

Du Suran's eyes were dark, and he finally couldn't help but said: "Ah Xun, the torture is almost over, let him have a good time with the knife!"

Fan Xun snorted: "Just let him die like this, it's too cheap for him!"

Du Suran was slightly annoyed, and said in a low voice: "You cut him five times, and you almost drained his blood. You also cut him... that thing, killing people is nothing more than head-to-head, why bother to commit crimes?"

"Do you think this is committing crimes?" Fan Xun's voice was as cold as ice.

Du Suran thought he was crazy and didn't bother to talk to him.

Fan Xun became more tempered: "Didn't this bastard commit crimes when he tortured my sister?"

Du Suran sighed silently: What happened back then... Alas!

"Ah Xun, I know that you are suffering in your heart, and that you have endured for many years for revenge..." Du Suran tried hard to persuade, "But He Lanminzhi was once a court official, and...he was also the nephew of the Queen of Heaven. Don't look at other people, just look at Tianhou's kindness to you, and give him a good time!"

Fan Xun became even more furious when he heard the words, and said in a dark voice: "Sister Du, have you forgotten the enmity between Tianhou and the Helan dog thief? Or, sister Du, have you forgotten the beatings you suffered in the past?"

Du Suran heard him talking more and more disrespectful, and said sternly: "What happened back then has its own reasons, and it has no causal connection with what is going on now!"

He said again: "It's you, have you ever forgotten your identity? If He Lanminzhi dies, the Queen of Heaven will pass by if she just opens her eyes and closes her eyes. Chazhi, do you really think Tianhou will not pursue it? Or do you want your parents to worry about you after losing your sister?"

Such words really entered Fan Xun's heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Du Suran shook his head silently, and made a gesture of "stay here and don't move" to him, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Not long after, I heard three short cries of pain, and then I couldn't hear anything.

Fan Xun listened outside, and immediately realized what happened inside the inn.

His eyes were wide open, as if he could smell the strong smell of blood in the air.

The strong wind picked up suddenly, and Du Suran's figure reappeared in front of his eyes.

Du Suran didn't talk nonsense, but grabbed Fan Xun's wrist: "Go!"

The two of them ran wildly for more than a mile, then found a secluded place, changed into ordinary clothes, rode their horses again, whipped them tightly, and left the place of right and wrong quickly.

It wasn't until the twilight in the east, and the morning light was visible, that the two people took the reins of the horses, and let the horses, which were exhausted from running wildly all the way, walk leisurely in the forest.

This place is no longer the boundary of Shaozhou, it is in the wilderness, let alone uninhabited.

Fan Xun struggled with his heart along the way, and only then did he have the opportunity to ask smoothly: "You killed them all!"

It is a question, and it is more certain.

Du Suran frowned upon hearing this, and glanced at him, slandering him for his inappropriate softness.

"With He Lanminzhi's identity and the way of death, the two of them, as escorts, are bound to die. Such a result, and their family members will not be implicated, which is already the best ending." Du Suran said lightly. .

Fan Xun gritted his teeth, really couldn't stand her "disregarding human life" style: "But they are innocent!"

"Innocent?" Du Suran sneered coldly, "When you attacked He Lanmin, they were no longer innocent!"

Fan Xun was terrified, unable to speak for a while.

Du Suran ignored him, reined in his horse, turned over and jumped off.

At the same time, he threw a blood-stained bundle on the horse's back to Fan Xun: "Burn it!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't look at Fan Xun, and went straight to the small river not far away, took out the saponins she carried with her, and washed her hands in the river water.

Fan Xun picked up the bag, and after only one glance, his expression changed.

Carrying the burden, he rushed to Du Suran's side, shouted and asked: "You even took their money!"

Du Suran didn't even bother to give him a look: "Bandits seek money and kill people, so why don't they just keep asking for money after killing someone?"

Fan Xun stopped again, and he immediately realized Du Suran's plan——

Disguised the death of He Lanminzhi and the two escorts as bandits seeking wealth and murder, so that even if the court and Empress Wu suspected it, they would not investigate it further.

After all, Shaozhou is extremely unstable, and who will make the decision for He Lanminzhi, who has lost power, and the two little princes who have no foundation or background?

However, Fan Xun still felt awkward and flustered.

He hastily burned everything in that bundle, including those coils, and threw them into the fire, as if any contamination was to pollute his personality.

Du Suran could hear clearly while washing his hands, the corner of his mouth curled up, disapproving——

She is naturally not as pedantic as Fan Xun, but Fan Xun's actions are in line with her wishes: the barren land is not as prosperous as in the middle of Beijing, and the money used for making is also less.There is no guarantee that these entanglements will not become evidence, so don't worry if you burn them!

The smell of fireworks lingers in the nose for a long time, and the crackling sound is also endless.

Du Suran washed his hands by the river all the time, washing them over and over again, as if his hands were stained with something that couldn't be washed off.

For a long time, she pointed her hands at the rising sun, looking at the non-glare sunlight between her fingers, but there was a haze that could not be illuminated in her heart.

These hands have killed people, spattered blood, done too many things not to be seen...they are becoming more and more unclean.

Du Suran's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze was in a daze: Will she forget her original intention after living like this for a while?

Huo Di, the sunlight between his fingers was blocked by a black shadow.

"Don't rub it. The skin is gone!" Fan Xun whispered in Du Suran's ear.

Du Suran froze, shook his wet, dripping, dripping hands in a nonchalant manner, stood up, turned around and went straight to his horse.

Not far away, Fan Xun had already burned everything in the bundle, leaving only a piece of black ashes.

Fan Xun stared at the ashes, feeling upset for a while.

He took a few steps to catch up to Du Suran, hesitant to speak.

Du Suran pretended not to notice his strangeness, and said casually: "What are your plans next? Are you going back to work?"

Fan Xun paused for a moment, and finally said: "Well, I'm going back to my post... A few days ago, there was news from Beijing that Tianhou plans to transfer me back to Beijing for appointment."

Du Suran shook his hand on the horse's reins, forced a smile, and said, "Very good. This means I want to reuse you, and the future is limitless!"

Fan Xun didn't look happy because of this, but looked at her probingly: "Where are you going?"

Where he couldn't see, Du Suran's hand was holding the horse's rein, and his blood was gone with all his strength, but his voice could not hear any ups and downs: "Go to Jiangnan!"

"Jiangnan?" Fan Xun raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, Jiangnan," Du Suran has already got on his horse neatly, "The Queen of Heaven's secret decree, Jiangnan has a group of rebel rebels, order me to find out."

Rebel remnants?

Fan Xun frowned: "You mean the eldest grandson..."

Du Suran flicked his horsewhip at him, Fan Xun hurriedly fell silent.

"Ah Xun, you and I are friends. We have known each other for many years. There is a saying that is said from the heart of an old friend." Du Suran said seriously.

Fan Xun also said seriously: "Please tell me."

Du Suran looked at him deeply: "Be cautious in your words and deeds. It's not yours. Don't think about it."

After Du Suran finished speaking, he planned to bid farewell and leave.

Fan Xun urgently called out: "Be cautious in your words and deeds, I remember. But when did I have any wrong thoughts?"

Seeing that he didn't realize it, Du Suran shook his head secretly, and said: "Anyway, it won't hurt to be more careful in Beijing from now on."

Fan Xun refused to give up: "Sister Du, why bother to only speak half of what she said?"

He is very arrogant, and Du Suran feels powerless.

Fan Xun only thought that Du Suran was separated from him, and was aroused a little bit of anger, provocatively said: "If people in the world don't have wishful thinking, then they don't have to do anything! If the Queen of Heaven doesn't have wishful thinking, how can she—"

"Stop!" Du Suran stopped him abruptly.

Fan Xun knew he had made a slip of the tongue and kept silent.

But the feeling of resistance in his heart was still there, and he suddenly laughed hard: "Princess Taiping is pregnant for many months, maybe she is about to give birth?"

As soon as these words came out, Du Suran's face changed suddenly.

Fan Xun's unexplainable thoughts were balanced, and he smiled more viciously at Du Suran.

Du Suran's heart ached to the point of numbness, and he didn't want to continue the conversation with him, so he turned his horse's head and galloped away.

Zi Zai Chuan said: The dead are like husbands, and they will not let go of the years.

Wan'er put down the scroll in her hand.

In fact, she doesn't agree with Confucianism much, but she has to say that many contents in "The Analects" are suitable for a person to observe his own heart and not get lost when he is alone in silence.

Yes, time flies by, when will it be changed because of the changes in the world.

Wan'er stared blankly at the snow outside the window——

The first snow of this winter fell for a whole night, and the entire Jing'an Palace has been enveloped in the glazed world.

It's already winter!

Wan'er sighed.

She has been in Jing'an Palace for so long?

I don't know what's going on outside.Everything has settled down, right?

So, what about "her"?

Isn't "her" power so consolidated that no one can shake it?

Staring at the snow in front of her eyes, Xiao thought about the scene outside Jing'an Palace, Wan'er's gaze became a little frozen, as if everything had become unreal.

In a trance, suddenly there was a happy report from the mother next to Xue Jieyu: "Miss Shangguan, the day is coming! I am waiting for you to see me!"

diva?

she!

Wan'er suddenly regained her senses, picked up her skirt, and ran towards Xue Jieyu's room like flying.

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Ms. Du is a person who does big things.