The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 283

Some young soldiers began to cry loudly, and their collapsed emotions instantly infected the entire team. The soldiers' footsteps slowed down, but their knives and guns were gripped even tighter.

Enraged, they wanted to die with the enemy.

But at this moment, a black horse came forward from the rear of the Sirius Army, and the woman's soft body formed a strong contrast with these cold swords.

But what he said seemed to stab a hole in everyone's heart: "Do you want to run again? If you run away, what will your parents, wives and children do? Don't you have the heart to watch them die under the cold sword? "

The soldiers hesitated, wondering if they should obey the woman.

There was another horse riding forward. The man on the horse had a stern face. He stood side by side with the woman and said loudly: "This king can guarantee that if you surrender, you will not hurt a single finger of these women and children."

"You are sweating and bleeding here, have you ever thought about those officials and ministers, what are they doing?"

There was silence all around, and only then did everyone wake up, yes, why were only civilians arrested.

None of the family members of those brightly dressed officials are there. Where are they?
"Because when they were trapped in the city, they had already heard the news and escaped. Their lives are their lives, so your lives are not yours?"

Feng Wuxie said loudly, a word set off a huge wave in the hearts of all the soldiers.

"The emperor was assassinated, but he didn't mourn, why?"

If the emperor was really assassinated, the whole country would mourn, but now, with just one sentence, the whole world will be dismissed, and the new emperor will ascend the throne. What is the reason for this?
The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't understand politics, they still understood some basic principles.

Could it be that there is some unreliable secret in it?

"Because the emperor is not dead at all." Feng Wuxie said heavily, and continued: "The king of Jin has evil intentions and seeks to usurp the throne. He is trying to cover up the truth and confuse the people of the world, but it is a pity that the sky has eyes, and his plan will definitely come true." fail."

"You said that the emperor is not dead, do you have evidence?" Someone in the crowd asked.

Feng Wuxie smiled softly: "Do you want evidence?"

"Yes, there is no evidence, we are not convinced." All the soldiers shouted loudly.

The soldiers behind Feng Wuxie suddenly lined up in two rows, and a figure of Emperor Ming came out surrounded by the soldiers.

Emperor Chu's face was stern, and his majesty remained undiminished. He slowly inspected the soldiers and said calmly: "I am the evidence."

The crowd fell silent suddenly, Feng Wuxie and Jun Yeli dismounted from their horses, clasped their fists at the emperor and said in a loud voice: "My lord, welcome to the emperor."

The Sirius army also knelt down in unison, shouting loudly, long live my emperor.

The sound shook the sky and enveloped the surrounding fields.

After a while, the imperial guards finally put down their weapons slowly, fell to their knees, and shouted long live the emperor.

Seeing that everyone's emotions were mobilized, Jun Yeli pulled out the sword at his waist and shouted, "Protect the emperor, and enter the imperial city."

Thousands of soldiers responded one after another, pointing their sharp swords at the palace, and all the soldiers rushed in one direction for a while.

Gong Moran on the Shengde Hall still wore the dragon robe, but the dragon chair under him seemed to be covered with thorns, which made him restless.

The tide is over, he lost.

Years of painstaking efforts, years of lurking and accumulating energy, but today they lost completely.

The sound of footsteps outside the hall and the sound of killing shook the sky, making everyone present fearful.

Feng Zhirou was dressed in a phoenix robe, ran into the hall in a panic, and shouted loudly: "King Xuan, King Xuan has entered the imperial city, let's go, if it is too late, it will be too late."

Because of running too fast, the phoenix crown fell to the ground, her black hair spread out, no matter how good the makeup was, it couldn't match her distorted face due to excessive fright at this time.

"Your majesty, do you want to find a way?" Feng Zhirou hurriedly grabbed Gong Moran's clothes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

But Gong Moran just sat on the dragon chair blankly, indifferent to Feng Zhirou's cries, as if lost in thought.

After a while, I turned around, glanced at Feng Zhirou, and smiled coldly: "How, what can I do? He has already reached the palace, and soon, you and I will both become corpses, hahaha... ..."

Gong Moran stood up from the dragon chair, picked up the wine on the table and poured it down little by little: "But even if I die, I will not give him the throne, if you want, just come in and get it. "

Bang, the wine jar was thrown to the ground.

Feng Zhirou trembled in fright, looked around the hall and found that the surrounding area was full of spirits, she looked at Gong Muran with some fear, and asked tremblingly: "You, what do you want to do?"

Gong Muran's appearance was so terrifying that Feng Zhirou didn't dare to look him in the eyes, but felt that this person's aura was eerie and frightening, making one's heart palpitate.

Gong Moran took out the fire folder from his arms, and clicked on the items in the hall one by one, and soon all the places where the wine had been spilled were on fire.

Feng Zhirou shook her head, stepped back in fear, and murmured: "Crazy, crazy, you're crazy."

"Why, are you afraid? Shouldn't my queen die with me?" Gong Moran pressed on step by step, walking straight towards Feng Zhirou.

"No, no, I don't want to die, ah..." Feng Zhirou shouted, and ran out of the hall in a hurry, taking off the phoenix robe on her body while running.

He tied his hair into a maid's bun, and changed his facial features into that of an ordinary court lady.

At this time, Jun Yeli led his army into the imperial city in the name of protecting the emperor and punishing treason.

Wherever the Sirius Army went, there were corpses in the ground.

The imperial guards had never seen such a terrifying team, the ones in the back simply didn't even fight, and fled with their heads in their arms. What's more, they handed in their guns early and knelt on the ground to welcome the arrival of the Sirius army.

The Heavenly Wolf Army quickly surrounded the Hall of Holy Virtue, but facing the closed gate, no one dared to step forward.

Billowing thick smoke was coming out from inside, and soon the whole hall was engulfed in flames, and the laughter from inside was sad and helpless.

Gong Moran was unwilling to give away the throne he had obtained with both hands, he chose to die with the throne.

"Father, do you want to put out the fire?" Jun Yeli asked for instructions.

Emperor Chu shook his head, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Since he likes it, let him stay with the throne."

The meaning couldn't be clearer, Gong Moran has already given up.

The fire gradually grew stronger, and the entire imperial city was illuminated with red, and the gate of the Shengde Hall crashed down, but no one expected it.

Suddenly, a row of short arrows shot out from the door, with such high speed and force, they rushed towards Emperor Chu, the leader standing in front of the Sirius army.

Jun Yeli was commanding the Sirius Army to deal with the remaining battlefield, and Feng Wuxie was lamenting the palace change with Bai Xiao and Du Chun.

No one thought that the sharp arrow would be shot out suddenly.

It was too late when everyone came to their senses. Although Wei Wei blocked several sharp arrows for Emperor Chu, one still hit his chest.

Emperor Chu snorted, and covered his injured chest with his hands, black and red blood flowed down his fingers.

The arrowhead was poisoned, and soon Emperor Chu's complexion turned pale, and his lips turned black and purple.

Feng Wuxie hurried forward and sealed Emperor Chu's acupuncture points in time to prevent the poison from entering the heart and lungs, and ordered people to quickly carry Emperor Chu to the bedroom.

The arrow pierced deeply into Emperor Chu's chest, almost piercing the heart. When pulling out the arrow, Feng Wuxie was very careful.

The entire arrow was black, and after being thrown into the basin, the entire basin of water turned black.

Feng Wuxie looked at the poison-soaked water with a very serious expression, she had never seen any kind of poison that could be so domineering.

Emperor Chu has been working hard these days, his spirit is not as good as before, and coupled with his advanced age, this poisonous arrow almost killed him.

Even though Feng Wuxie tried his best to treat him, the toxin still penetrated into the blood of Emperor Chu at the fastest speed.

When Feng Wuxie came out of the hall, it was already three hours later.

Her face was pale, and her hair was wet with sweat on her forehead. When she saw Jun Yeli, she said apologetically, "I tried my best. Although I saved my life, I'm afraid I will spend the rest of my life lying on the bed. .”

Jun Yeli's face darkened for a moment, and then he said, "It's not your fault."

Feng Wuxie raised the corners of his mouth with great effort, and his voice was extremely tired: "I'm so tired, let's sleep first."

After finishing speaking, the whole person fell down limply, Jun Yeli hurried forward, and hugged Feng Wuxie by the waist.

He yelled twice worriedly, and seeing Feng Wuxie's even breathing, he was relieved.

Feng Wuxie fell into a coma, Du Chun looked at her slightly pale face, and said worriedly: "If you don't tell her about this, will Wuxie get angry?"

"Compared to her being angry, I care more about what she thinks of me. I don't want her to think that I'm a cold-blooded person. If something has already been done, there is no room for repentance." Jun Yeli said lightly.

Du Chun nodded, and frowned: "The emperor has a strange poison in the world, and Wu Xie's ability should not be able to cure it. It is not in vain that we have spent all our efforts to find this poison."

Feng Wuxie, who was lying on the bed, moved slightly, and Du Chun hurriedly shut up. Jun Yeli stepped forward to look at her, and seeing that she didn't wake up, he signaled Du Chun and the two to go out and talk.

After closing the door, Jun Yeli and Du Chun went to the study.

"Now you are the only heir of the royal family, and the emperor has been poisoned again. Your day as a great treasure is not far away." Du Chun said with some joy.

Jun Yeli nodded: "We've been out for so long, and now we've come to the end of our hardships, but we still can't take it lightly. If we don't ascend the throne for a day, there will be many accidents."

"Madam, do you want to get news?" Du Chun asked.

Jun Yeli shook his head: "No need for now, let's talk about it after the matter is over, and I also want to have some space for myself."

After staying in this palace for a long time, my heart will get tired.

What's more, he has one more important thing to do, he wants Feng Wuxie to be his concubine, his queen.

As long as Wu Xie is willing to marry him, even if he is hired by thousands of miles of land, so what!

"By the way, go and do something for me." Jun Yeli spread out the paper on the table, picked up a brush and wrote down a long string of words.

(End of this chapter)