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Chapter 153 The Shocking Cangxie Sword
Song Qinghuan's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and he looked at Zhong Huai calmly for a few moments.But Zhong Huai only looked at her with a smile on his face, his expression was still respectful, and there was no clue.

"Father wants to see me right now? Eunuch Zhong, do you know what's going on?" She blinked her eyelashes and asked calmly.

"The emperor has heard about His Highness's stay in Lindu. The Emperor is worried about His Highness's safety, so he would like to invite His Highness to visit the Xuanshi Hall." Zhong Huai said sincerely with a smile.

"Okay." Song Qinghuan pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then looked at Liuyue Chenxing behind him, "Go back to Yaohua Palace first."

Liu Yue and Shen Xing responded, and just as they were about to salute and retreat, Zhong Huai glanced at the sword case in Shen Xing's hand, paused for a moment, and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor asked you to take the Cang Xie Sword with you."

Song Qinghuan's mind moved slightly, and he took a meaningful look at Zhong Huai.

Zhong Huai smiled a little embarrassedly, and lowered his head.

It seems that the reason why the emperor was in such a hurry to summon her was because of the Cangxie Sword she had obtained.

There was a cold smile on the corner of her lips, and she looked at Shen Xing, "Liu Yue returns to the palace first, Shen Xing, you can go to Xuan Shi Hall with me."

Shen Xingfu responded, "Yes."

Song Qinghuan turned to Zhong Huai with a cold voice, "Eunuch Zhong, lead the way."

A relieved smile appeared on Zhong Huai's face, and he bowed forward, "Your Highness, please."

Like the setting sun dyed the sky with the last ray of afterglow, Song Qinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the cornices with golden corners and carved beams and painted buildings that were coated with a layer of gold by the setting sun.

At this time, autumn has gradually entered, and even the wind passing by is a little cool.

The plants and trees are obviously so familiar, but at this moment, they only feel strange.

And this palace no longer had the warmth it had before.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Zhong Huai who was leading the way ahead, but in just a few months, she didn't know if it was an illusion, it seemed that even Zhong Huai had aged a lot.She twitched her brows and eyes slightly, looked at him lightly and asked, "Eunuch Zhong, how has Father been all right these few months?"

Zhong Huai turned his head and bowed to her, "Thanks to His Royal Highness coming back from Chen Country to search for medicine, the Emperor has been cured of his stubborn illness, and his health has improved a lot. In the past few months, apart from missing your Highness, everything else is fine."

Zhong Huai is used to talking, otherwise it would not be possible to stay by Emperor Yu's side for so many years.

With his words, he not only praised Song Qinghuan calmly, but also conveyed his concern and longing for her for Emperor Yu.After all, Emperor Yu specially asked her to take the Heavenly Evil Sword to face the saint, which meant that anyone would have an idea.

Song Qing smiled happily and said casually, "Eunuch Zhong is being polite, this is what I should do."

Zhong Huai looked at her hesitantly, sighed and said softly, "It's a pity... the eldest prince and the fifth prince..." As he spoke, there were faint tears in his eyes.

Song Qinghuan was also silent when he heard the words, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth, "Father, after knowing the news, are you okay?"

"At that time, the emperor couldn't bear it for a while, and passed out. Fortunately, the emperor's heart disease has been eradicated, otherwise, this old slave would really be worried for the emperor." Zhong Huai's voice was deep, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and agreed without saying much, her expression was a little dazed, as if she thought of Song Xuan again, her breath suddenly sank.

In the silent atmosphere, the familiar palace appeared before his eyes.

——The Xuanshi Palace has arrived.

Seeing Song Qinghuan coming, the maids serving at the door saluted one after another.

Zhong Huai turned around and smiled at her, bowed his hands and invited Song Qinghuan into the hall.

Stepping into this familiar hall again after a few months, Song Qinghuan was unavoidably a little dazed.He settled down, looked up, and saw a person sitting above him, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, holding his forehead with his hand, it was Emperor Yu whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Hearing the movement, Emperor Yu looked up and saw that it was Song Qinghuan, his eyebrows and eyes moved, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

He hurriedly got up and walked down.

Song Qinghuan walked up to Emperor Yu, and saluted with blessings, "Wuyang has met Emperor Father."

Before his knees were bent, Emperor Yu grasped her elbow and said excitedly, "Wu Yang, quickly excuse yourself. Come, let Emperor Father take a good look at you."

As he spoke, his eyes glistening with tears glistened heavily on Song Qinghuan's face, and he could see that he was very excited.

Song Qinghuan's originally cold heart softened by two points.

Emperor Yu called her over this time, although it was because of the Cang Xie Sword, blood is thicker than water, and the tears that filled his eyes at this time were indeed an expression of his true feelings.As far as Song Qinghua is concerned, as long as Emperor Yu does not touch her bottom line, she does not mind maintaining this happy and harmonious state of father, kindness and filial piety.

"It's a little lighter. But... Wuyang looks better the longer she grows." Also, she looks more and more like your concubine mother.

Emperor Yu stared at her, his words were sobbing, his voice was a little choked, he didn't say the last sentence, he just said it silently in his heart, his expression was a little dazed, as if he saw through Song Qinghuan that clever smile under the light rain of apricot blossoms back then Qianxi woman.

Looking at his own appearance, Emperor Yu was obviously a little dazed, as if he saw other people through himself.Song Qinghuan knew very well that the other person could only be her mother and concubine.

Unexpectedly, the father and the emperor still have some genuine feelings for the mother and concubine.

Thinking of this, his tense face loosened slightly, he pursed his lips, and said with a light smile, "Father is too much." His eyes paused on Emperor Yu's face, and his voice was concerned, "During Wuyang's absence, father Is the emperor still in good health?"

"Okay...okay...fortunately, you found the Qingyuan fruit for me..." How does the current Emperor Yu feel about Song Qinghuan's satisfaction.Seeing that Song Qinghuan was exhausted all the way, he patted the back of her hand and pulled her to the top position.

"Come on, Wuyang sit beside me, we father and daughter have a good talk." Emperor Yu pulled her to sit beside me, and signaled Zhong Huai to order tea.

Shen Xing followed into the palace, and seeing that Emperor Yu had no special order, he hugged the sword case and stood quietly by the side without making a sound.

Soon a court lady came in with a tea tray, bowed to Song Qinghuan, put down the tea cup and stepped back again.

"Wuyang drink some water first and take it easy." Emperor Yu was extremely gentle and kind, his brows and eyes were full of a father's love for his daughter.

Song Qinghuan gave a soft "um" and took a sip from the teacup.

She looked up, and through the curling mist rising from the tea, she saw that the corners of Emperor Yu's eyes had crept into faint fine lines, and there seemed to be vicissitudes and helplessness growing with age in his eyes.

After all, time is not forgiving.

After Song Xuan's death, she felt that her heart seemed to have hardened at that moment, as if... as if a ray of dazzling sunshine was missing from her life.That is the only family affection that made her feel warm in this world, but it has disappeared, and from now on, she will never feel that kind of warmth again.

But at this moment, she seemed to feel that there was some warmth in that cold heart.

For Emperor Yu, he is the king first, and then the father.

Therefore, it is doomed that he cannot treat himself unreservedly and sincerely, but this does not mean that he has no feelings for himself.

"Wuyang, tell me, what happened when you went to Lindu to participate in the Sword Seizing Conference this time?" After Song Qinghuan put down the teacup, Emperor Yu stared at her and opened his mouth.

Too many things happened to them during the past few months in Lindu.Although the accompanying guards would send letters back every now and then, after all, the information lagged behind, and what he knew was only a result and a general idea. For Emperor Yu, he still had many questions and puzzles in his mind.

For example, how did Yi'er and Xuan'er die?How did he die again?

For another example, how could Wuyang stand out among so many princes and concubines, and successfully obtain the Cangxie Sword?

Emperor Yu stared at Song Qinghuan tightly, his eyes darkened.

Before they went to Lindu, Emperor Yu never thought that one day, things would develop like this.

Song Qinghuan raised her eyes and saw the eagerness in Emperor Yu's eyes.She was silent for a moment, and finally opened her mouth in a cool voice, telling Emperor Yu one by one what happened in Lindu during these days.It's just that some details that are not very "important" have been omitted.

After listening to Song Qinghuan's narration, Emperor Yu fell into a long silence.

The atmosphere froze all of a sudden, as if frozen in an instant.

Emperor Yu's face was livid, and there were veins popping out on his forehead.After a long time, he raised his eyes and asked with a trembling voice, "Wuyang, you mean...Yi'er...he was killed by the second and fourth princes of Zhao Kingdom?"

Song Qinghuan nodded heavily.

She would never tell Emperor Yu that she saw this with her own eyes, only that she found out after the investigation.

"And Xuan'er...Xuan'er was trapped in the tomb because the self-destruct mechanism of the mausoleum was activated and failed to escape?" Emperor Yu asked again.

"Yes." When Song Xuan was mentioned, Song Qinghuan's heart froze, and he lowered his eyes to hide the grief in his eyes.

"The person who activated the mausoleum's self-destruct mechanism was Emperor Zhao?" At this moment, Emperor Yu's eyes were full of anger, he stared at Song Qinghuan without blinking, and his voice was cold.

"Yes." Song Qinghuan nodded again with a stern expression, and his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists involuntarily.

"It's really deceiving!" Emperor Yu suddenly became angry, his sword eyebrows were erected, he stretched out his hand and slapped his face in front of him, his eyes were red and evil, as if he was extremely hateful.

Shen Xing and Zhong Huaiju on the side were taken aback.

Song Qinghuan didn't change her expression, she only frowned, and called softly, "Father." Her eyes were clear and her voice was cold, like a breeze blowing on her face, or like a clear spring, The uncontrollable anger in Emperor Yu's heart was extinguished a little.

He withdrew his hand and clenched it tightly, knowing that he had lost his composure just now.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes were heavy, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his tone was restrained a little, "I never thought that Emperor Zhao would be so ambitious! Poor my Yi'er and Xuan'er... who died in a foreign land at such a young age ..." As he spoke, his tone choked up again, and he covered his face and wept, unable to hold back.

Song Qinghuan's eyelashes drooped, she pursed her lips in silence, her expression was cold, and there was a flash of hatred in her eyes.

This time, Emperor Yu was really saddened.

Yu Kingdom's royal heirs are already thin, and there are only three adult princes, Song Yi, Song Xuan, and Song Yan.Although before going to Lindu, he had already thought that this trip would not be easy, but how could Emperor Yu expect that such a thing as a white-haired man sending a black-haired man would really happen to him?

But in just a few months, he lost two princes, how can he accept this? !

What's more, apart from the emotional factors, the reason why Emperor Yu is so sad and angry, but there is another hidden worry.

Now the Wei family is dominant in the middle court, the queen sits in the harem, and Wei Taiwei controls the military in the previous dynasty.With great difficulty, he supported a senior leader of the Ning family, who has been gaining momentum in the past few years. Seeing that there is a tendency to fight against the Wei family, he can curb the growing ambitions of the Wei family, but he didn't want Song Yi to die at this time.

Once Song Yi died, all the efforts of the Ning family would be meaningless.

And the arrogance of the Wei family will only become more and more arrogant.

even--

Even Song Xuan, the last one who could confront Song Yan and pose a threat to the Wei family, also died.

How could he not be annoyed that his years of planning had come to naught?How not to be sad and angry? !
"My majesty, please mourn. It is important to take care of the dragon's body." Zhong Huai, who was at the side, made a sound at the right time, bowing and whispering.

"That's right." Song Qinghuan took a deep breath and agreed deeply, "At this time, the emperor needs father the most. Father must take care of his health."

Emperor Yu let out a long sigh, and sat on the couch weakly, his brows and eyes were dull, and his face was pale.

"The bodies of Yi'er and Xuan'er...?" After a long time, he raised his head weakly and looked at Song Qinghuan.

"Brother Dahuang's body has been transported back. Only Brother Wuhuang's body, because it was buried in the ruins, failed to..." Song Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and his voice was choked up.

Song Xuan's death was an untouchable scale in her heart.No matter how cold her personality is, whenever Song Xuan is mentioned, her emotions are somewhat uncontrollable.

However, she didn't tell Emperor Yu about Song Xuan and Jun Xi's matter just now, so naturally she wouldn't tell him that Song Xuan's coffin was in Jun Xi's mansion at this time, so she just pretended that she had never found it that day.

Hearing this, Emperor Yu's face became even paler, and he was so weak that he put his hands on his forehead. After a long while, he said weakly, "Yi'er and Xuan'er, maybe...after all, they don't have a deep relationship with my father and son."

He let out a long sigh, "That's all." Holding back the grief, he looked at Zhong Huai and ordered, "I pass on my decree to posthumously designate the eldest prince, Song Yi, as King Ning, and to be buried in the Imperial Mausoleum generously. A tomb was erected for King Rui Song Xuan, and he was also buried in the imperial mausoleum." In the imperial mausoleum, Xu Cairen was promoted to Jieyu."

Xu Cairen is Song Xuan's biological mother.Because she was not favored, she has always been a talented person for so many years.Now because of Song Xuan's death, she was promoted to Jieyu, and I don't know how she should feel?
"Yes, the servant obeys the order." Zhong Huai bowed in response.

Seeing that Emperor Yu's complexion was still not good, Zhong Huai turned his eyes, and once again boldly spoke to comfort him, "Your Majesty, the dead are gone, and the living are like this. What's more, this trip to the capital is not without good news. , Your Majesty... please take care of the dragon body first."

Hearing what he said, Emperor Yu was startled for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised his head to look at Song Qinghuan, with an eager light in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Song Qinghuan's cold eyes.

"Yes, I was only concerned about being sad, but I forgot..." He stretched out his hand, grabbed Song Qinghuan's shoulder, and said eagerly and excitedly, "Fortunately...fortunately, I still have a good daughter like you, Wuyang!"

Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment by his sudden enthusiasm, and pursed her lips in embarrassment, "Father...Father Emperor..."

Emperor Yu seemed to wake up suddenly, and quickly let go of Song Qinghuan's shoulders, with an apologetic face and a soft voice, "Sorry, I was excited at the moment." He said, looking at her thin shoulders, "I hurt you right?"

Song Qinghuan smiled slightly, "No problem."

After a pause, he asked knowingly, "I don't know what the father wants to say?"

"I didn't expect that the Cangxie sword would be won by Wu Yang in the end! It seems that I know too little about Wu Yang tomorrow." Emperor Yu's voice was excited, and he did not shy away from the unexpected in his words.

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, not as excited as Emperor Yu, "It's just my minister's luck."

Emperor Yu waved his hand, "Don't be modest about Wuyang. Princes and concubines from all over the world have participated in this sword-grabbing conference. They are all dragons and phoenixes, so how can they be mediocre? Just by luck, Wuyang can't get this The legendary Cangxie Sword."

Song Qinghuan smiled and remained silent, neither denying nor affirming.

Shen Chuhan once specifically told her not to tell others about his help in the tomb that day, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Song Qinghuan knew that Shen Chuhan was guarding against Yin Zhan.

Now is the critical time, so you can't get rid of it at this time, if it gets to Yin Zhan's ears, Shen Chuhan will definitely be suspicious.

Emperor Yu paused, and gave Song Qinghuan a meaningful glance, "It's said that the Cangxie Sword can win the world, but I want to see, what kind of magical thing is this Cangxie Sword?"

Song Qinghuan understood, she curled her lips coldly, looked at Shen Xing who was at the side, "Shen Xing, present the Cangxie Sword."

Shen Xing promised, holding the sword box with both hands and presented it to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan took it and placed it on the long table in front of him.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Emperor Yu, mist rose from the bottom of her eyes, covering her dark pupils, and the emotions in her eyes were elusive.

"Father, please." She whispered lightly.

Emperor Yu stared closely at the sword box made of agarwood, and for some reason, his heart beat slightly faster.Any king will have ambitions, and sitting in this position, he will always want more unconsciously.

Perhaps, he is the same as Emperor Zhao in his bones, both have an extreme desire for power.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly stretched out his hand and opened the sword box.

The scabbard of the Cangxie sword is simple and dark, engraved with a map of the stars and clouds, spread on the scarlet velvet, emitting a faint light.

With just one glance, I felt my mind was concentrated, as if a powerful sword energy captured my thoughts, and my body was a bit unable to move.

It really is the famous sword of the God of War Linyuan!

Emperor Yu stared blankly, his hands trembling a little, as if in a daze, he took the Cang Xie Sword out of the sword case.

Song Qinghuan's expression did not change, he just watched coldly.

Although it has been more than a month since she got the Cangxie Sword, she has never taken the sword out of its sheath.

To her, the Cang Xie Sword is just a sword, she is not good at using a sword, so naturally there is no need to take it out of its sheath.

But to others, especially a king like Emperor Yu, the symbolic meaning of Cang Xie Sword is far greater than its value as a sword itself.

Emperor Yu's eyes were a little red, and he was staring fixedly at the map of stars and clouds on the scabbard of the Cangxie sword, his breathing fluctuated violently, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

The ancient famous sword originated from Zhao Kingdom, but in the end, it arrived in Yu Kingdom.

In his opinion, this is God's will, how can he not be excited?
The Cang Xie sword was held in his hand, the blade was obviously of ordinary weight, but it made him a little out of breath.He took a few deep breaths, and finally regained some sanity, realizing that Song Qinghuan was still on the side.

Squeezing a smile towards her, he said in a deep voice, "Wu Yang, have you ever drawn out this sword?"

Song Qinghuan shook his head, "No."

Emperor Yu looked a little surprised, as if he couldn't believe Song Qinghuan's unmoved appearance.

Song Qinghuan said, "Father, if you are interested, you can pull out the sword and have a look." During the conversation, she was quite peaceful, as if the ancient famous sword in front of her was just an ordinary weapon to her.

Infected by Song Qinghuan's emotions, Emperor Yu seemed to have calmed down a bit, placed the Cang Xie Sword on the long table, and slowly exhaled the turbid air in his heart.

After a long time, he raised his head to look at Song Qinghuan.

"Since Wu Yang won this sword, it is up to you to open it. If Wu Yang doesn't want the Cang Xie Sword to show its edge now, then open it when you are ready."

Song Qinghuan was a little surprised.

She thought that Emperor Yu valued Cang Xie Sword so much that he would be eager to open it.Unexpectedly, he still left this right to himself.

Emperor Yu's move was really beyond her expectation.

For Emperor Yu, he really couldn't wait to pull out this sword and take a closer look. However, the legend of the Cangxie Sword is too magical, as if it has been passed down with spirituality.Since Song Qinghuan had won the Cangxie Sword, if he opened it hastily, he might be injured by the sharp sword energy.

He dared not take the risk.

Song Qinghuan looked at Emperor Yu for a moment, chuckled, and picked up the Cangxie Sword, "In that case, let us see what this peerless and famous sword looks like!" After finishing speaking, there was no hesitation, With a wave of his hand, he grasped the exquisite hilt and pulled the blade out of the scabbard.

A sharp silver light flashed across his eyes.

She narrowed her eyes and looked towards the sharp sword in her hand.

Looking at it, it was like her who had always been indifferent to emotions and anger, so she couldn't help changing her face at this moment.

Emperor Yu even stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, his face pale.

In Song Qinghuan's hand, there was only half of the legendary peerless sword left, and the broken part still gave off a cold silver light.

The world-famous Cangxie Sword is actually a broken sword? !
Seeing this, Shen Xing and Zhong Huai were also stunned, their eyes widened and they couldn't help holding their breath.

"How is it possible?!" Emperor Yu finally came to his senses, grabbed the hilt of the sword from Song Qinghuan's hand, held the sword in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

Compared with the excitement and disbelief of the others, Song Qinghuan appeared much calmer. After the initial shock, her face returned to her usual calmness.

Isn't she surprised?
She was naturally surprised, but after the surprise, a strange feeling flashed through her heart, as if, this Cangxie sword should have been a broken sword.As if so, she felt complete in her heart.

Emperor Yu couldn't accept this fact anyway.

After looking over and over for a long time, he didn't see any clues. He looked at Song Qinghuan with a sullen expression, "Wuyang, are you sure you have watched the Cangxie sword carefully all the way, and that it hasn't been dropped by anyone?"

Song Qinghuan shook his head resolutely, "No."

Unwilling to be reconciled, Emperor Yu gritted his teeth, "Could it be that old fox Emperor Zhao who gave you the fake Cangxie Sword from the very beginning."

"Impossible." Song Qinghuan shook his head again.

She knew very well that the dagger in Emperor Yu's hand was the real Cangxie Sword.

As for the famous and legendary sword that can be obtained in the world, why is it a broken sword that cannot be used? This is a question worth pondering.

Seeing her being so sure, Emperor Yu drooped his brows and eyes, his face showed a gray color, and the flame dancing in his eyes was also extinguished the moment he saw the broken sword.

Unwillingly, he inserted the sword back into the scabbard, still full of suspicion, "How could this be? What is going on?"

Song Qinghuan smiled nonchalantly, "Father, even if the Cangxie Sword is a sword that cuts iron like mud, it is nothing more than a sword. Could it be that with this sword, you can fight invincible opponents all over the world? This is naturally impossible. Therefore, in Erchen's opinion, the reason why the current Cangxie Sword is so sought after by everyone is not its value as a precious sword itself, but the special meaning attached to it."

After a pause, seeing that Emperor Yu frowned slightly, he went on to say, "Nowadays everyone knows that the Cangxie Sword is in our Yu Country, and it is guarded by the Cang Xie Sword. The Emperor Father believes that today's Zhao Kingdom or Chen Kingdom is still Is there someone who looks at us casually and attacks us?"

There was light again in Emperor Yu's eyes, and his eyes fell on the constellation cloud map on the scabbard of the Cangxie sword, as if he suddenly realized something.

After a long time, he raised his head slowly, with a strange color in his eyes, seemingly helpless, but also relieved, "Wuyang, the way you look at things really makes me feel ashamed."

Song Qinghuan twitched her lips casually, "Father, you are too pleased."

Emperor Yu suddenly frowned, looked at her motionless for a few moments, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Wuyang, I have to reconsider your engagement with Prime Minister Shen!"

(End of this chapter)