After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 169: Better to Die

When Muchun's body was dragged out, Ji Yunzhang held Rong Peilan's arm tightly.

He whispered in her ear with a trembling voice, "Lan'er, he can only be Muchun, not Rong Pingyuan."

Who would have thought that Mr. Akashi, who is so bright and handsome, is Mu Haru.

Rong Peilan bit her lower lip tightly, tears falling silently from her eyes.

why……

Dad didn't do anything wrong, he even ran away so far.

A Niang did nothing wrong. Since Kuan Ge'er was one year old, her health had been getting worse and worse. It turned out that she was poisoned.

There are so many people turning a blind eye, and it is clear that only one person can lend him a hand.

Her father would never become what he is now.

What is the king's law and what is justice?

It’s nothing but shackles in the hands of heaven, shackles worn on all living beings!

Cheers were heard from outside the tent.

These sounds seemed to hit Rong Peilan's heart.

There is a distinction between good and evil.

To the common people, Mu Chun is evil.

As far as Yu Rongpingyuan is concerned, Meng Yuanying is evil, the late sage is evil, and Your Majesty is evil.

The court that had long lost hope, the Da Qi that was on the decline.

Does my father want it to perish or be reborn from the ashes?

She doesn't know, and she doesn't want to know.

Rong Peilan stood up slowly and saw the picture of boats sailing on the canal on the ground.

The two lines of words on the side were in the font she was most familiar with.

She said in a hoarse voice, "Dad has been able to survive for so many years. I even hurt his heart in Fengqing."

"I actually said such harsh words to him."

Ji Yunzhang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

When Jin Shaoyi saw Muchun's face, he was surprised for a moment.

That half of the face looked exactly like the Rong siblings.

When Yin Gang looked over, he subconsciously covered his face with Muchun's long hair.

Rong Peilan staggered out of the tent.

The biting wind at the border blew up her ink-black hair, and no one could see her face clearly.

Yin Gang looked at him in surprise. A woman actually walked out of the tent? !

Isn’t the clothes she is wearing belong to military advisor Pei Lan?

Lao Liang even rubbed his eyes. Lord Pei really turned into a woman...

She seemed to be oblivious to the surprised looks from others and slowly walked to the edge of the city wall.

On the top of the city wall, the excited people hung Muchun's body on the wall.

In an instant, all the rotten vegetable leaves and filthy things flowed down from the city wall and poured onto Muchun.

She asked the person next to her in a hoarse voice, "He hanged so many people on the city wall. Did anyone die?"

The person next to him was stunned, "No."

The man thought she was speaking for the evil man and immediately became angry, "How many people died when the Western Jin invaded..."

"It's good to die."

"Ah?" Before the man finished speaking, he heard her slowly utter three words.

These were clearly the three most joyful words, but why did they taste bitter in her mouth?

Rong Peilan felt an endless bitterness in her heart.

As she turned around, a black figure flew out from the crowd.

He jumped straight onto the city wall, not caring about the filth at all, cut the rope on Muchun's body with a sword, and fell on the horse's back under the city wall, holding Muchun's body.

"There are barbarians from the Western Jin Dynasty!!"

The soldiers on the city wall immediately drew their bows and arrows.

Everything happened so fast.

Mu Chun was rescued as soon as he was hung up.

The man in black had a black scarf covering his face, and he looked over.

Rong Peilan knew that those cold eyes were looking at her.

Wan Lie took his father's body away. The horses' hooves flew, mud splashed, and arrows fell behind him like a fine rain.

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Yanjing, the imperial city.

Meng Xuanyi was still working at his desk reviewing memorials to the emperor. Not only was he troubled by the war at the border, he was also troubled by the deep-rooted aristocratic families and civil servant cliques in the court.

"Your Majesty, good news from the border, Yan Hui has won a great victory!"

Eunuch Gao presented the victory report from the border, along with a secret letter.

A secret memorial that only Meng Xuanyi could understand.

Mu Chun, Rong Ping Yuan.

His pupils trembled when he saw the five short words above, and his fingertips that were pinching the edge of the folded book trembled slightly.

Rong Pingyuan, a name he dared not touch.

When he first saw him at the age of thirteen, he felt for the first time that the term "elegant young man" was born for him.

He didn't understand at that time. He only saw his aunt Princess Fuying glued her eyes to Rong Pingyuan countless times.

He even had a huge quarrel with his father in order to recruit him as a royal consort.

There is an order in this dynasty that the prince consort is not allowed to serve as an official in the court.

At the age of thirteen, he had already begun to learn the art of being an emperor, for he knew that his father would be reluctant to allow such a talent to be his consort.

Later, Rong Pingyuan entered the Eastern Palace to give lectures, and my aunt went to the Eastern Palace more frequently.

She even sneaked into the cubicle where he was taking a nap in order to make the matter a fait accompli.

That was the first time he saw Master Rong get angry, even belittling his aunt to the point of being worthless.

After that, my aunt never appeared in the Eastern Palace again, and Master Rong married Xie Qingping, the eldest daughter of the Xie family of the Ministry of Revenue.

The couple was a talented man and a beautiful woman, a story that was widely circulated in Yanjing.

I thought the matter was over and my aunt would give up.

But on New Year's Eve, my aunt actually sent assassins to sneak into the Rong Mansion and wanted to kill Mrs. Rong.

Master Rong struck the drum to report the incident that night, accusing Princess Fuying of murdering an imperial official.

My aunt was put under house arrest by my father for a year.

He saw many men who looked like Master Rong in the princess's mansion.

Almost every one of them died in torture.

Later, Master Rong resigned from his official position after only three years. He left Yanjing with his wife and children and was away for eight years.

When I saw Master Rong again, he was accompanied by a quirky little girl who looked very much like him.

He wanted to invite the Master to the East Palace again, but the Master refused. He only waited until his son Lin was born and the child was able to walk, and then he would take his wife and children on his journey again.

Unfortunately, the Master did not live to see the birth of the child; something went wrong.

They were all made by my aunt.

He thought that his aunt's hatred turned from love and the resentment had not yet subsided.

He was wrong.

The aunt created the illusion that Master Rong was dead. She wanted to imprison and monopolize Master Rong.

In the princess's mansion, he saw Master Rong, for whom even death was a luxury.

The Master asked him for help, but he got scared.

Afterwards he told his father about it, but his father just warned his aunt.

He was puzzled. Didn’t the emperor value Master Rong’s talent?

My father said that my aunt had saved his life, so he wanted to protect her and ensure she would live a life of peace.

A talented person who does not work as an official is just a useless chess piece to him.

He was shocked by his father's ruthlessness and even more shocked by his indulgence of his aunt.

He really wanted to ask his father if there was someone protecting his aunt.

But where is Master Rong, where is Madam Rong, where is that little girl, and where is the baby who has just been born?

But is there anyone who can protect them?

He vowed to be an emperor different from his father.

Meng Xuanyi looked at the two words "Mu Chun" on the secret letter, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Muchun is the Master, and he has met Muchun so many times.

Did the Master also look at him and wish he could eat his flesh and blood?

(End of this chapter)