The whole world is taking my CP wrong

The emperor felt as if he had been struck by lightning, but this time he really couldn’t make a sound, even the ho-ho sound was weak, and the hand didn’t have the strength to tug on Jin Ziwan’s cuff any more, and fell down from the air in a slump.

In the end, Jin Ziwan took a look at him. He had no interest in the emperor. He was so sick that even if he saw his face, he couldn't tell.So he pulled up the curtains again, and began to go around to look up the edict.

After searching for an incense stick of time, he couldn't find where the edict was. He even suspected that Huai Ke said it casually? He lied to Xie Guining.

The next moment, he casually took down a calligraphy and painting on the wall of the inner room. He felt that the weight of the painting and calligraphy was not right, it was too heavy, so he immediately turned him over. Sure enough, on the back of the painting, there was Yellow imperial decree.

——It is the will.

Jin Ziwan weighed it down to determine the will of the next emperor, so he simply tore it apart on the spot.

The moment he saw the will, his pupils constricted suddenly!

***

Three years later?

Gu Zhaohong was fascinated when he heard it, and couldn't help asking: "What was written in the will?"

Jin Ziwan said indifferently: "To put it simply? To put it simply, it is said that the fourth prince will kill the entire family and staff and servants of the nine princes, and the history books will be erased together? The mausoleum will not enter the imperial mausoleum."

Gu Zhaohong was shocked!

The current emperor, Sheng Yundi Sheng Xiyun, is the ninth prince!

Even if he is a martial artist who is far away from the rivers and lakes, he knows a thing or two about the general situation of the world. Three years ago, the emperor passed away. The emperor ordered to kill, the whole house was wiped out, and the foreigners were involved!

Everyone in the world sighed that the fourth prince was probably the worst prince in the history of the Dasheng Dynasty who failed to seize the heir apparent.There are rumors that he? did something disrespectful and offended the late emperor. There are also rumors that he was killed by the hands of Emperor Sheng Yun, the final winner. This kind of argument gradually died down.

So? In the beginning, the person who ended up the worst should be Sheng Xiyun!

These royal family secrets really shook Gu Zhaohong's mind and made him worry.

He? Doesn't care about Sheng Xiyun or the succession of the throne, he? Just simply thinks that if they know so much about the inside story, Sheng Xiyun will definitely not let him go easily? Stay away!I'm afraid I have other thoughts if I can't be cunning.

Thinking this way in his heart, Gu Zhao didn't show it on his face, he just smoothed the cat's fur on his knee, and then asked: "Then what happened to you about the imperial decree?"

***

three years ago

In the middle of the night and the wind was high, Jin Ziwan looked at the right time and flashed out of the Zichen Palace. Instead of going towards the palace gate, he went towards the rear palace instead.He was light in stature, and in the middle of the harem, he fell from the roof to a small room in front of a small room, which was obviously the servant room of the eunuch and maid.

Jin Ziwan gently pushed the door open, the old door made a slight "squeak" sound in the quiet night, seven or eight eunuchs slept in the small room, the sound was very soft, no one was disturbed? In other words, they have long been used to the door creaking as long as the wind blows.

Jin Ziwan glanced around, and his eyes fell on the thin figure sleeping locked in a ball in the corner. He bypassed the other sleeping people, walked beside the figure, and bent down to pat him.

The man was sleepy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a masked man in black. He opened his mouth subconsciously, and Jin Ziwan quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and lowered his voice, "Jing Mo, it's me, Jin Ziwan."

Hearing their voices, Jing Mo relaxed, and rubbed his face against their hands, signaling that he "knows".

Jin Ziwan let go of his hand and said: "Things have changed, come? I don't have time to elaborate, I will take you out of the palace."

Seeing him, Jing Mo looked stern, knowing that this is the last moment to seize the throne, and now something must have happened to make him come here in the middle of the night, so he got up quickly, and the two People sneaked out of the ear room.

Jing Mo doesn't know martial arts, but he has experienced drastic changes in his family and worked hard in the palace, so he has lost a lot of weight. It is not difficult for Jin Ziwan to take him out of the palace.

Not long after, he? The two of them arrived at the gate of the Ninth Prince's mansion.

The Ninth Prince is none other than the Ninth Prince Sheng Xiyun who was confiscated and thrown out of Wangci's mansion early on.

Jin Ziwan pulled Jing Mo and pushed the door in? In the main hall, Sheng Xiyun and Xie Guining were waiting.

Seeing that he came here with the disheveled Jing Mo, both of them were taken aback.

Xie Guining frowned: "Why did you bring Jing Mo here?"

Jing Mo avoided his gaze, and looked at the ground with slightly drooping eyelashes.

Jin Ziwan took out a bright yellow imperial decree from his bosom, and handed it to Sheng Xiyun: "You yourself? Let's see."

Sheng Xiyun took the imperial decree, and the fingers holding the scroll at the edge of the imperial decree became tighter and tighter, his veins popped.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Put the whole house to death, erase all traces from the history books, and not enter the imperial mausoleum!"

Sheng Xiyun slammed the imperial decree to the ground, furiously: "I believe that I have been trembling all my life, and I have respected and served my father and emperor, and I have never made a single mistake. How? It is worth such an end!!"

Xie Guining and Jin Jinziwan looked at each other, the latter raised his chin at him, Xie Guining went to pick up the edict and began to study it carefully, at first it was shocking, but later his expression became indifferent.

He put the edict on the table, and said in a gentle voice, "Your Highness, don't be angry. Thanks to Commander Jin, who seized the opportunity and came out with this edict, now is your highness' great opportunity!"

Xie Guining looked at Jin Ziwan: "I guess Commander Jin brought Jingmo late at night? Xu also thought of a place with me? Let's go?"

Jin Ziwan smiled, and took out a blank imperial decree from his pocket: "I didn't find the jade seal, but I found a copy of the imperial decree."

Jing Moming came over and why did he bring himself here late at night.

The Jingyu Inkstone, which was once famous in the capital city, writes amazingly good handwriting, and can even copy other people's handwriting to nine out of ten!

Jing Mo frowned: "Even if I can imitate His Majesty's handwriting, what if I don't have the jade seal? How can it be done? If there is no seal for the imperial decree, the Ministry of Education will not recognize it!"

But Jin Ziwan shook his head: "I think, maybe the emperor didn't make up his mind until the end, and there is no time to cover the imperial edict in the future." He motioned Jingmo to go and look at the edict, "The emperor He was paralyzed by a sudden stroke, thinking about it, he couldn't move or speak before he made up his mind."

"Wait until you finish writing?" Jin Ziwan said calmly, "I'll sneak in again? Just put a seal on it."

What he said was calm, but last time in order to bring down the former prince, he risked his life to enter the palace late at night to steal the jade seal, and was discovered by the palace guard.

Jing Mo anxiously: "Last time you narrowly escaped death? The reason everything went well today is because it is the turn of His Highness the Ninth Prince to be on guard! How about you go again this time?—"

"Commander Jin doesn't need to take any risks," Xie Guining folded his hands, his brows and eyes were cold and stern: "Now? The emperor may pass away at any time, and only Huai Ke knows where this edict is. I will detain Huai Ke, tomorrow? When your highness is going down? When you are sick, please ask Commander Jin to go with you and put back the original imperial decree. After that, I will put Huaike back to the palace. Except for the emperor, he is the only one who knows where the jade seal is hidden. Go straight to the place where the edict is located, and stamp the jade seal, then Commander Jin will be able to snatch the jade seal and kill him on the spot!"

Jin Ziwan thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "No. If I were Huaike, I wouldn't act when the emperor was still alive? Will Sheng Xiyun and the fourth prince fight to the death if the emperor dies? Only then will he rush to seal the edict, if there is an edict, Sheng Xiyun will have no choice but to raise troops if he wants to ascend the throne."

Sheng Xiyun, who had been silent all this time, said word by word: "Then you have to? Look at me? Father, when will he die?"

At this time, a guard ran in hastily, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Your Highness! The Emperor is dead!!!"

Xie Guining jumped up against the case: "God help!!"

Sheng Xiyun was cold, and asked Jin Ziwan in a low voice: "Did you kill him?"

Jin Ziwan shook his head, "I didn't make a move."

I was still wondering, could it be that he was mad at these two words from his mother...

Sheng Xiyun nodded slightly to Xie Guining: "Just do as you said, I will go into the palace to stop him in front of the fourth brother now, Ziwan," he looked at Jin Ziwan again, "Wait for Jingmo to write After that, you follow Huai Ke into the palace with the imperial decree, and kill people to grab the seal."

Jin Ziwan nodded.

Sheng Xiyun stepped out of the main hall, looked at the faintly pale sky, and said softly: "It's time to change the sky."

***

Gu Zhaohong was speechless for a moment?

He was a little annoyed at fate in his heart, why didn't he meet Jin Ziwan earlier, and he was able to protect him under his own wings, preventing him from going in the rain of blood and coming in the wind.

Governor Jin finished speaking, he was so thirsty, he poured himself a cup of tea, and poured another cup after drinking, but Gu Zhaohong kept silent, teasing him: "Why, I was thinking that in order to win the heir, I would do How much dirty work did you do?"

Gu Zhaohong looked at him, and said softly, "I was thinking about the arrow that hit you, did it hurt?"

Jin Ziwan froze, the tea swirled in the teacup, and a few drops spilled out onto his collar.

Gu Zhaohong picked up the cat on his lap and put it on the ground. The kitten was snoring comfortably while being touched by him. He was reluctant to be placed on the cold ground unexpectedly, and rubbed Gu Zhaohong's leg reluctantly. See him? He didn't have the intention to hug himself again, so he jumped onto the mattress with a humming sound.

Gu Shaoxia, who threw the cat ruthlessly, stood up, knelt down in front of Jin Ziwan, looked at him, and asked, "Where did the arrow hit?"

Jin Jinwan didn't speak.

Gu Zhaohong reached out and took his teacup out of his hand? Put it on the table, gentle and unrepentant: "Where did the stabbing go?"

Jin Ziwan looked down at him? Those starry eyes were full of love and pity. He couldn't help but whispered: "Back? On the waist."

Gu Zhaohong stood up and said, "Let me see."

Jin Ziwan opened his eyes wide, as if struck by lightning: "No need!"

That's the lower back!Not the back? The neck!

However, Gu Zhaohong's wrist was strong, and he forcibly picked up Jin Ziwan. Before he could react, he put him on the soft bed, almost crushing the little white cat.

After Jin Jin's back touched the mattress, he straightened up as if being pricked by a needle, and pushed back with both hands: "It's really all right—"

Relying on his high martial arts skills and strength, Gu Zhaohong held his thin wrist that he refused to push to the top of his head with one hand, and reached for his lapel with the other: "Show me."

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Easter eggs:

Gu Shaoxia: There is no other meaning, just to look at the wound.

Governor Jin: Fart! ! !