The first bloodshed of the rebellion was her own sister, who lived or died differently. As expected,
in that case, who else could you not kill?
Tang Feng wanted to commit suicide, but she was stopped by Jun Xu, who shook his head. She didn’t want to see any more dead people. Excitement requires strength, and she was now weak.
At such a critical moment, it’s a matter of life and death. Hundreds of thousands of troops, with the so-called speed of the past, galloped towards the capital. The rebels, who had never had a way out, were often surprisingly powerful
Perhaps this is what is meant by a cornered beast
The empty interior could not hold back Jun Xu’s army. The army from afar was too late to intervene. Along the way, it was almost unstoppable, until it reached the capital. The imperial guards defended the capital, and Jun Xu saw Shen Yao again
The man was old, standing on top of the city wall. He was not bound, but Feng Qin and an unknown black-clad woman stood closely behind her. Her clothes seemed to have grown a little big, her hair was dishevelled at the temples, her grey hair flying in the wind. She was messy and fanged. Her back was to the sun, too high and too far away. Junxu squinted but could not see her expression
with a faint frown on her face. Dancong Hou pulled his horse to a halt and was eye level with Junxu. She was a little uneasy and gently reached out and took Junxu’s arm
‘Pingyang’
Junxu remained silent
Shen Yao… Threaten her with Shen Yao? What if it was Shen Da? What if… her original parents, what would happen to her?
Or, following the example of Liu Bang, kill her mother and take a share of the spoils?
Just as she was thinking, Shen Yao’s voice was actually transmitted by her formidable internal strength
‘Da’er!!! Avenge your mother!!!’
After these words, Shen Yao’s figure whistled downwards, and in an instant she fell to the ground in the dust. Junxu almost heard the sound of her landing, which shook her heart and made it beat twice
Shen Yao is… What is she doing…
The unexpected situation made her feel cold all over, and she tightly gripped Chang Su’s hand. Jun Xu lost his composure
Chang Su looked at her and shouted with a wave of his hand
‘Attack the city!!!’
The three armies moved together, and the war was in full swing. This was not a difficult battle.
There was no doubt that the beauty
would attack the imperial city, so I won’t go into detail.
Tang took advantage of the chaos on the battlefield to shoot the crown princess with a bow and arrow, while the emperor died of a seizure on his sickbed, not seeing the scene of Pingyang Hou, whom she had been trying to prevent, entering the palace with an army.
At this time, the setting sun was just right. The emperor’s bedroom, which was usually quiet and empty, was full of dusty and bloodstained armoured soldiers. The light purple fragrance exhaled slowly from Tonghe’s mouth echoed in the air, passing through the warm winter sun and mixing with the smell of medicine in the room to form a strange smell. The coals in the brazier made a small noise.
No matter how arrogant and excited they were, everyone involuntarily held their breath when they actually arrived in front of the canopy bed surrounded by golden tents. The thick pale carpet was trampled on by the muddy military boots, making people feel like they were wasting resources. As a result, the women, who were not of noble birth, began to feel a little awkward.
There was a man kneeling beside the emperor’s bed, his head turned away from them. His dark hair was simply tied in a bun, held together by a glossy, moist, soft and delicate white jade hairpin. The white jade hairpin curled gracefully, and at the tip, which was turning pink, a single flower petal was blooming.
A pale green dress, flowing and simple, hugs her waist tightly, and the skirt spreads out in waves, shining beautifully in the pale sunlight and reflecting off the thick, milky-white satin underskirt that extends from the hem.
The soft waistband around her slender waist is actually made of translucent ice silk, with countless intricate and colourful embroideries faintly overlapping one another.
The man’s arms were propped on the emperor’s bed, his face resting on his side, motionless.
The whole room was filled with the golden aura of the soldiers, and the eunuchs were trembling, but they still picked a corner and stubbornly stood there.
Junxu’s gaze lightly looked at a loop, landing on the back of the man who seemed to have not heard. I’m afraid that no one in this room kneels because of him.
She walked up to him, the thick carpet under her feet absorbing all sound, making her walk silently. Junxu was a little displeased, but she did not want to change her elegant and sensitive manner, and deliberately appeared unrestrained.
Such things as momentum, it is better to remain still than to move.
The man in front of her was obviously an expert, and could easily influence them. Junxu thought for a moment, and stopped two metres behind the man
‘Prince.‘
The man’s body did not move, and the sunlight directly in his face made his long, thick eyelashes look lazy and slow. He opened and closed his eyes a little.
’Pingyang Hou, you’re here.’
Junxu smiled slightly, and the trembling little eunuchs noticed that Junxu, at the junction of sunlight and shadow, produced an unearthly radiance. The silver mask she wore seemed to suddenly disappear, creating a face that was so intimidating that one did not dare to look directly at it.
The prince also felt it instantly. He slowly propped himself up, turned around, and locked eyes with Junxu
Suddenly, there was a gasp in the room
He seemed to be a cloud-capped mountain surrounded by green hills, or perhaps green wine that had been sealed away for a thousand years, or perhaps the spring breeze that ruffles the surface of countless clear pools of water
His impeccable face formed the most comfortable combination, with skin like chalcedony, a royal and dignified temperament that dazzled the eye, forcing ordinary people to lower their heads in his presence, avert their gaze, and feel inferior
Jun Xu also felt a slight moment of confusion when he saw her. His breathing became a little tight, and then he paused slightly. His mind cleared up, and he realised that beauty is like a sharp weapon. It has been used to cause chaos in the world since ancient times. This prince, I am afraid, is the emperor’s most beloved young prince, Shen Nuo.
A flash of murderous intent briefly passed through Jun Xu’s eyes, and Shen Nuo trembled slightly. Jun Xu was not the first person to see him and want to kill him. The other was lying here, already dead. The one who loved him most, his mother the empress.
‘Does the Marquis of Pingyang not kneel before you?‘
’I’m not here to see the emperor.”
Jun Xu’s gaze became calm, and Shen Nuo almost immediately sensed that this woman in front of him had already decided where he was going.
Jun Xu was slightly surprised. This prince is both clever and intelligent. It is this slight fear that also makes people want to endlessly pity him, and they can’t help but coax him into a smile.
‘The blue-faced scoundrel
‘Heaven is cruel, treating all things as straw dogs. I have come to overturn the heavens.’
The voice was not loud, nor was the tone stern, and it was even gentle, but it still sent a shudder through everyone!
Shen Nuo’s face suddenly lost all its blood colour, and her bright lips looked like the white begonias that had slowly bloomed after being trapped all night. Junxu opened her eyes and looked past him. She pulled back the golden canopy and saw the old emperor’s haggard face, his brows furrowed in death. This… is the man who was emperor for his entire life?
Deep furrows between his brows, a strong sense of loneliness around his mouth, frozen at the end of death, surrounded by a splendid and exquisite golden canopy, it was incredibly desolate