Traitor Concubine Growth Manual

Chapter 148

Suzaku Gate, Haoqing Gate, Xuanhe Gate.

Shenwumen, Danfengmen, Changxinmen.

The invincible army just broke through the last line of defense of the palace unimpeded. As long as he walked through the Changxin Gate, Mo Nineteen would be able to walk on the avenue that the emperor would walk on every morning. Nine palaces.

The glazed tiles of the Huayan Hall were covered with thick snow, and the sun that hadn't cleared for a long time finally broke through the clouds, and the snow reflected a dazzling white light, which almost blinded people's eyes.

For a moment, Mo Nineteen's eyes were blurred with white. He got off his horse and looked at the grand and simple building, feeling like he was dreaming.

He saw how those people looked at him coldly at the scene where his face was changed one by one, and then the puppet life that was darkened by the sun. He saw Yin Shao smiling at him like a flower, but finally coldly Laugh at him for being sentimental.

In his life, nothing is real, whether it is this life or this face, so that he will finally get his wish to ascend to the throne because of his false identity.

Prince Gong?
Long before he left Beijing for the frontier, Prince Gong was killed by him.

Doesn't he love Nan'er very much? Wouldn't it be nice for the two of them to live together and live together in the underworld?
Mo Nineteen walked slowly towards the Changxin Gate, he slowly raised his right hand, telling the army to stand by and walk to the previously unattainable palace alone.

At the moment when he was about to pass through the Changxin Gate, his footsteps stopped instantly, his pupils dilated, and his whole body became stiff.

Because the gate of Huayan Hall was suddenly pushed open by someone, and then the man in yellow robe walked out slowly.

His black hair was tied behind his head with a white jade crown, his face was clear and handsome, his brows and eyes were calm and steady, and his dragon robe seemed to be woven with the most dazzling golden thread in the world, which almost burned people's eyes under the scorching sun.

He looked at Mo Nineteen without any surprise, his gaze was like a torch from a long distance, and then he walked down the stone steps step by step, walking towards Mo Nineteen.

How could it be him?
How could this be?
This is impossible, he is obviously dead!
Every drop of blood in Mo Jiujiu's body froze, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Before he had time to think about it, he shouted in shock: "The emperor has died on the battlefield. This person must be a treacherous person, pretending to be the emperor, intending to usurp the throne! All the troops obeyed the order and immediately eradicated the traitors, thinking that the emperor is in heaven!"

Behind him came the sound of uniform swords being unsheathed.

Mo Jiujiu felt a little more at ease, but he saw that the man was still approaching him as if he was strolling in the garden. There was even a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and there was a calm brilliance in his eyes.

Outstanding and graceful, strolling leisurely, God knows where he is in such a relaxed and happy mood!
And the more calm he was, the more flustered Mo Jiujiu felt, and finally gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill!"

But no one moved. Under this order, everyone stood in place, motionless.

Mo Jiu turned his head quickly, only to see that the army had indeed drawn out his sword, but the countless gleaming cold tips were only aimed at him, not the revived emperor.

Gu Qi's smile gradually deepened, his eyes were filled with light and light, "You lost."

The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Fortunately, he did not live up to his throne. Fortunately...he did not lose this scarlet deep palace that bored him but could not let go.

Mo Nineteen finally calmed down, there was no light in his dark eyes, only cold desolation and despair remained.

He had been tricked, the emperor was not dead at all, everything was just a cover-up.

The reason why he was able to enter the capital smoothly, and then led the army all the way through the last line of defense, and came to the gate of Changxin, was because the emperor wanted to catch a turtle in the urn, which cut off his last way of life.

How ridiculous, just when he thought success was within easy reach, everything turned into a dream bubble again, broken so chilling and desperate.

Under the dazzling sunlight, this ashen-hearted man resolutely raised the sword in his hand and stabbed fiercely towards his abdomen. The cold long sword pierced through his body, and warm blood gushed out.

He fell into the snow in an extremely slow manner, with obsessive hatred and grief in his eyes.He saw the clear blue sky, the rising sun, the dazzling glazed tiles in the vermilion palace, and at last he saw Yin Shao's face.

The girl reached out to take the poisoned wine on the plate, and suddenly put away her sad face for the past few days, and showed her former bright smile.

Her voice was clear and gentle, always reminiscent of the babbling water in spring.

"Nineteen, believe it or not, I really hope that I am just that lonely girl, Shao, who has no one to rely on, only you."

In his stunned expression, she drank the glass of wine so happily, her smile was like the clouds at dusk, full of warmth and brilliance.

"I respect you for giving me the most beautiful half a year."

She whispered the last sentence, the wine glass fell to the ground with a bang, and she fell down in front of him with a smile, closing her eyes forever.

The blood in the abdomen was still pouring out, and the pain made Mo Nineteen twitch uncontrollably, but his hand was weakly raised towards the ray of sunlight, and finally fell down heavily when it reached halfway. .

Finally, there was only darkness left in front of his eyes, and all senses and emotions were far away from him, whether it was real or fake, everything was over.

Gu Qi's smile finally disappeared, and he just walked up to him step by step, but staring down for a long while, the army suddenly saw their emperor's face change.

No, this is not Prince Gong at all!

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Gu Qi's mind in an instant. He and Gu Chushi grew up together, and even with the slightest difference, he could tell that this person was not Gu Chushi.

For example, there is an imperceptible scar on Gu Chushi's forehead, which was scratched by a tree branch when he was hunting.

For example, there is a shallow mole on the tiger's mouth on his left hand, which cannot be disguised no matter what.

For example, he loves tidiness the most, no matter what time, he will never let his underwear show a wrinkle or stain, and the underwear of the person in front of him is even frayed and has thread ends.

Gu Qi frowned and stood on the spot, but suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and Xiao Che, who had "resurrected from the dead" like him, came riding his horse, with unprecedented horror on his face.

"Your Majesty, the empress is gone!"

There is a mountain outside the capital, surrounded by the Mo River, with dense jungle and jagged rocks.

When Chu Yan struggled to open her eyes, she found that she was firmly bound, her hands were tightly tied behind her back, and she couldn't move.

Another person stood beside her, holding her arm with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He was even wearing a plain and gorgeous palace dress, so beautiful and pleasant.

The man also seemed to realize that Chu Yan had woken up, seeing her trying to struggle, he just smiled slightly, "If I were you, I would see clearly where I am, and then decide whether to move or not."

Chu Yan finally turned her head to the side, only to find that the person beside her was standing on the cliff at the top of the mountain with her, and as long as she took another step back, there would be an abyss.

And the person standing beside her is none other than Chongzheng, the granddaughter of General Zhennan who has not shown her fox tail for a long time.

Or we can be more precise, this is just a chess piece bearing the name of Chongzheng, the foreshadowing has been laid early in the morning, and it is only waiting for today's outbreak.

Chu Yan was a little dizzy from such a height, she was only wearing the thin jacket she wore when she was roasting in the Yong'an Palace, and she didn't even have time to put on her coat. She clearly remembered that she was receiving this delicate and thin Chong before she fell into a coma. Wanyi, what a pity...

It's a pity that the sick and weak beauty she thought was a fierce woman who knew martial arts, knocked her unconscious, and then dragged her to such a desperate situation with few people.

The back of Chu Yan's head was still aching. She had a premonition that there must be a lump there, and she wondered if she would die of pain if she pressed it while sleeping.

...No, I got the point wrong.

She was struck by her excellent sense of humor.

At this time, something suddenly came to mind, Chu Yan froze suddenly, then quickly scanned everything around her, and when she found that her son was not there, she was slightly relieved.

She tried her best to maintain her composure, and asked Chongzheng, "Who are you?"

If she was really the daughter of General Zhennan's family, she would definitely not know martial arts, and she would not be able to do such a thing. The biggest possibility now is that she is not Chongzheng at all, but a secret agent who was outsourced.

"Chongzheng" seemed a little surprised, but just smiled coldly, "There are so many things to talk about when you are about to die, does the empress still want to persuade me to let you go back with a good tongue? Or save yourself?" Work hard."

There was a tear in her eyes, and then there was overwhelming hatred.

Thinking of the news Qin Shu told her, her heart felt cramped and she almost fainted.

Gu Chushi died.

The man she had always looked up to like the rising sun in the sky was dead.

She entered the palace for him from the very beginning, even if she ruined the happiness of this life, as long as she could help him, but now that he is dead, what is she still doing in this deep palace?
She wanted to commit suicide, but Qin Shu stopped her.

"How he treats your sweetheart, you treat his sweetheart the way you treat his sweetheart. This is the best way to retaliate. If he died in vain, do you think the prince is in the Nine Springs? Will you be able to rest in peace?"

She suddenly realized, so she had such a scene in front of her.

One step back is the abyss, and the cold air is like a needle piercing into the body.

Chu Yan felt that her whole heart was about to freeze, but she heard her say every word like a curse: "If he doesn't come, you will die here tragically, and no one will collect your body; if he comes... Heh, such an affectionate and good man, it would be even better to go to hell with you to be a couple of ghosts."

She wanted to see with her own eyes how the two instigators were smashed to pieces and lost forever. In this way, even if he had never fulfilled his long-cherished wish underground, he would always feel at ease.

(End of this chapter)