The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

"I can give you the dragon ball..." Li Yu's voice was dry and hoarse, and it was so difficult to spit out every word:

"But what guarantee do you have that you won't kill the donkey?"

"Do you have any other choice?" Situ Wei looked arrogant and changed the topic: "However, I am not the one who keeps his word. Tomorrow I will hold a banquet at the Western Suburbs Garden, which is connected to the Western Suburbs Garden. Qujiang.”

"As long as you hand over the dragon ball, you can go with the current. If the fish has entered the water, what else can I do to you?"

Li Yu seemed to be convinced. She took a few breaths and responded hoarsely: "...Okay."

Situ Wei received the assurance and raised the corners of her lips happily.

Just as she turned to leave, Li Yu's voice sounded again: "Who are you?"

"I am naturally the head of Anping County. I am now the concubine on the left side of the East Palace and will be the crown princess in the future!" Situ Wei said in a confident and proud tone.

Li Yu took a deep look at her, closed his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "I need water, otherwise I will die before I can survive tomorrow."

Situ Wei frowned: "Don't play tricks."

Li Yu laughed at himself: "What tricks can I do now?"

Situ Wei snorted coldly, thinking the same thing, Li Yu is almost dead now.

After she left, a eunuch came in and dragged Li Yu back to the room in disgust. Before leaving, he poured half a bowl of water, put it on the ground, locked the door and left.

After the others left, Li Yu crawled to the bowl of water, carefully licked a sip of water, and then refused to drink more. She put her hand between her eyebrows, gritted her teeth, and pulled off a bloody fish scale. .

The fish scales were full of golden light, and after being torn off, her breath became much weaker.

Throwing the fish scales into the water bowl, the fish scales melted and disappeared instantly. Li Yu picked up the water bowl, climbed up with difficulty and walked to the window, carefully pouring the water in the bowl into the window crack.

The water flows along the cracks to the outside, like a living thing, flowing into the cracks of the stone bricks, slowly flowing outward through the cracks, and quietly flowing into the lotus pond, turning into a small koi carp.

There is a culvert under the lotus pond in the East Palace, leading to the moat.

The little koi fish swung its tail vigorously and swam out.

In the cold palace, Li Yu fell to the ground dying, his face as white as paper, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

She didn't believe a word of Situ Wei's words.

After handing over the Dragon Ball, she has no use value anymore. How can she be kept alive? She must earn a way for herself!

As for the prince...

The kindness has been repaid, and the debt of love cannot be wiped out. She has nothing to owe, and the other person has betrayed her first. Now that she is destined to live or die, it is difficult for her to protect herself. How can she have the energy to take care of the betrayed person...

Now she was spending half of her cultivation to ask for help from the little adult. Li Yu was also worried about whether the other person would be willing to help, but he had no other choice now.

I just hope that the other party can help me out of consideration for the water tribe.

Nanling.

Xiao Chenyan also received the news that Qing Wu was planning to return to Beijing early, and it happened that the news from the capital was also delivered to him.

The Ministry of Punishment suddenly launched an attack, forcing Huo Yi to use the iron book of alchemy to protect Wang Yulang. However, the news from the two places was slow, and the concubine in the East Palace inexplicably sent an invitation to Mu Ying and her son, but it had not yet been handed over to him.

But Qing Wu should have received the news faster than him.

Regarding the Liu family's affairs, Baimei had asked the little fox to come and report the situation. Xiao Chenyan caught a glimpse of the situation and sniffed out the clues.

When he heard the word 'Witch Clan', his eyebrows jumped inexplicably.

I always feel that these two words are extremely familiar.

These days, Xiao Chenyan always felt that he had forgotten something, but when he recalled the past, there was nothing strange except for the vague memory of his childhood.

To say it was strange, it was that he mastered some of the 'skills' taught to him by Qingnu so quickly that his body seemed to have muscle memory and did not feel unfamiliar.

These clues only emerged, but Xiao Chenyan did not miss them.

But the strange thing is that there seems to be a force preventing him from delving into this matter. As soon as the idea of ​​​​investigating in detail arises, it will be extinguished soon.

Just as the word "Witch Clan" appeared, it aroused a sense of abnormality in his heart, but in the blink of an eye, this sense of strangeness was extinguished again.

Xiao Chenyan returned to Nanling Prince's Mansion. Before he saw Qing Wu, he met Xiao Yao first.

"Uncle Seven."

"I heard that my niece-in-law intends to return to Beijing early." Xiao Yao looked worried: "But something happened in Beijing?"

"Something happened." Xiao Chenyan did not hide anything: "Fortunately, the food and grass have arrived in Nanling, and the refugees have been settled properly. I will have to trouble Uncle Qi and Mr. Lin to worry about the rest."

"Nanling is my fiefdom, and these are my duties."

Xiao Yao knew in his heart that if Xiao Chenyan and Qing Wu hadn't arrived in advance this time, Nanling would probably be in ruins.

"It's just that your errand to Nanling this time was assigned by the imperial court. Would it be bad to go back early now?"

"So this time I plan to return to the capital secretly. From the outside, I am still in Nanling." Xiao Chenyan's voice became a little darker: "There are too many secrets in the capital, and those people are hiding in the darkness. I stand in the light, but instead We can’t catch these people.”

"It's better to imitate these people and enter the darkness, or catch their ghosts."

Xiao Yao frowned, thinking of the letter passed by Xiao Chenyan before.

"You mentioned in your letter the death of my mother and concubine due to illness. At that time, I thought it was too bizarre and unbelievable. However, after these events in Tiannanling, I became extremely frightened when I thought about it."

Every time Xiao Yao thinks about it, his scalp feels numb.

"Xiao Yan, are you really not Your Majesty?" Xiao Yao lowered his voice and his words were cold.

If his mother-in-law really died in the palace when the yang dragon overwhelmed the yin phoenix, then what about the death of the first prince?

Xiao Yao could hardly remember what his father looked like, and now he only felt that he was scary.

In the past ten years since the death of the late prince, the Yong Dynasty Hall has been in a state of chaos. How could an emperor ignore the affairs of the state, only seek immortality and ask questions, and leave all state affairs to his son?

It would be great if this son had the talent to govern the country, but the current Dong Palace is really short-sighted and willful.

It can be said that if Xiao Chenyan had not pacified the northern border and the Huo family had been stationed in Moxi in recent years, Dayong would have been in chaos long ago.

But it is not true that there is really no one available in the DPRK.

Whether it is the ministers in the cabinet or the current left and right prime ministers, although they are all flawed, they are not without skill.

Xiao Yaoyuan lives in Nanling, and his political sense is not very keen, but after so many years, he has picked up clues. He finds it strange, but he can't explain why it is strange.

"It seems that the prince is handling national affairs, but in fact, apart from forming cliques for personal gain and conniving at his subordinates' corruption and enrichment, what has he done in recent years?"

"Uncle Qi, don't you think this is all like fishing? Putting a long line to catch big fish. Some people seem to be beautiful, but they are actually bait but don't know it."

"Our Majesty is hiding behind the scenes, Xiu Xian asked, but for ten years, the prince has not been able to have the real right to speak. In the final analysis, this court has always been in the hands of his old man, and everyone is in the palm of his hand. chess."

Xiao Chenyan's voice was calm, but every word in his words sent chills to Xiao Yao's bones.

"Uncle Qi, why do you think the imperial grandfather would agree to my return to Beijing from the north?"

"He gave me the word 'disgust', sent me to the north, and 'connived' me to grow stronger in the north."

Xiao Chenyan said sarcastically: "Uncle Qi, in the eyes of the emperor's grandfather, what do the prince and I look like?"

Xiao Yao's body was so cold that he couldn't speak.

Today's prince is like a deliberately thrown target, a 'pet' that is fattened and strengthened day by day. In other words, he is like the fattest bait, attracting the moths to swarm towards him. .

And Xiao Chenyan is a sharp blade that has been polished by ten years of wind and frost. It is the best and sharpest knife that can kill all those moths in one fell swoop.

Looking at how Xiao Chenyan got to where he is now and how he became the King of Yan...

Xiao Yao only thought of two words: raising gu.

This is what Gu Lingyue told him these days about how the Jiuli people raise Gu.

Countless bugs are put together to fight each other until the last one is left, the most ferocious and strong.

And Xiao Chenyan... is the strongest Gu King.

The massacre at the East Palace, the injustice done to the marquis of Zhenguo, and even the sudden death of his mother and concubine...could it all be just a part of this?

Xiao Yao suddenly felt that if the guess was true, how lucky was he to be able to leave the capital alive? Come to Nanling fiefdom?

When his thoughts changed, his pupils tightened, and his heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand.

What if his safe departure from Beijing was bought with the life of his mother and concubine?