Quick Wear: Bai Yueguang perfectly interprets the success of saving the world

When dealing with the assassination of Yan Qing, Jiang Huaixu and Pei Shiyu rarely worked together and did not trip up each other.

With Ying Yi's severe torture of the surviving assassins and Jiang Huaixu's drastic measures, they soon found out who was behind the scenes.

The perpetrator was Duke Xu, who was absurdly conferred a title during the reign of Emperor Chongming and was highly trusted by Emperor Chongming.

When Pei Zhuo passed away and the court was in chaos, Duke Xu was one of those who supported the Fifth Prince's ascension to the throne.

Later, the Fifth Prince was defeated and killed by Yan Qing, and most of his followers were exterminated.

This Duke Xu should have been beheaded, but he had a golden medal of immunity from death given by Emperor Chongming, so Yan Qing had no choice but to imprison him.

I never thought that this person could actually send someone to attack Yan Qing without alerting others.

The officers and soldiers soon surrounded the former Duke's Mansion, and Duke Xu and the rest of the people involved in the incident were all arrested and thrown into the imperial prison.

Inside the cold imperial prison, Xu Zhuang, with an old face, was tied to a wooden frame. His body was covered with wounds from being whipped, with almost no healthy area on his body.

"Da da da."

It was the sound of boots stepping on the ground. Xu Zhuang drooped his eyelids and did not look up. He did not care who was coming. It was just a death anyway.

The cold sword lifted up his head. Jiang Huaixu was dressed in black. The wound on his shoulder that he had stabbed himself had been bandaged. Except for the occasional pause when he raised his hand, there was no expression on his face.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was in a very good mood, but his eyes revealed bloodthirsty murderous intent. He did not speak first, but just stared at the face in front of him that he had long forgotten.

Xu Zhuang felt terrified when Jiang Huaixu stared at him, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

It was Jiang Huaixu who came. He was a little confused. Wasn't it just right that Yan Qing died? Shouldn't his actions be exactly what this person wanted? Thinking of this, he asked out loud.

"Shouldn't the King of Zhenbei thank me? I have helped him a lot."

Jiang Huaixu smiled, his tone ambiguous: "Oh? Since Duke Xu said so, I must 'thank' Duke Xu."

Hearing his tone, Xu Zhuang suddenly felt something was wrong, and the next second that bad premonition came true.

Jiang Huaixu drew his sword out of its sheath, pierced a hole in his right shoulder, and turned it twice. After pulling out the sword, he asked with a smile: "What do you think of this thank-you gift, Lord Xu?"

Xu Zhuang gasped in pain: "You..."

Jiang Huaixu still felt that it was not enough, so he also hit him on the left shoulder. The smile on his face completely faded, and he said expressionlessly: "Ah Qing was too kind-hearted back then, so he spared your life."

Xu Zhuang panted heavily, "If it weren't for that little girl's mischief, there's no way that kid could have become the emperor. It's not certain whether Da Zhao's surname is Pei now."

The reason why he chose the Fifth Prince was because the Fifth Prince was stupid and easy to control, and he was fooled around by him.

His original plan was to wait for the Third Prince and the Sixth Prince, the two most powerful ones, to fight to the death, and then he would become the oriole and support the Fifth Prince to ascend to the throne.

The Fifth Prince is so stupid that it would be fine for him to change the dynasty and become the emperor after he ascends the throne.

At the beginning, the development of things was indeed within his expectations. The strength of the two men was greatly weakened in the fight, so he took this opportunity to let the Fifth Prince raise an army.

It seemed like a sure thing, but unexpectedly Yan Qing showed up and shattered his beautiful dream.

It was then that Xu Zhuang suddenly realized that he thought he was the oriole, but little did he know that he was also the mantis in the eyes of others.

Xu Zhuang had no choice but to take out the golden medal of immunity from death to save his life. He hated Yan Qing to the core. He clearly had a chance to sit on the throne!

It’s all because of that girl!!!

So he has been lying in wait all these years, determined to avenge himself.

However, Yan Qing was always followed by many secret guards when he went out, so his men could not get close to him at all.

Just when he thought he would die with hatred in his heart, God finally gave him a chance for revenge.

By chance, his people discovered that Yan Qing would go to Fanyin Temple before Qingming Festival, and she would not be accompanied by many people at that time.

His people spent two years planning everything, but Yan Qing was late again this year. Just when he thought he would return in vain and plan for another year, Yan Qing came again on the day before Qingming Festival.

What made him even happier was that Yan Qing was only followed by one person. Isn’t this God helping him?

Although there were two more people when he was going down the mountain later, they were all girls and he was not afraid at all.

But later on, unexpected events happened one after another, and he failed to kill Yan Qing completely. He could only say that God was blind!!!

Jiang Huaixu's pupils became deep, and he attacked without mercy, poking several holes in Xu Zhuang's body.

He keenly noticed the ambition revealed in Xu Zhuang's words. It was not enough to just pierce holes in his body. He also had to stab the place that mattered most to him. So Jiang Huaixu mocked him: "How can you think of taking a position with your strength? It's ridiculous. Even if Ah Qing didn't make a move, you couldn't beat the little emperor."

Xu Zhuang's eyes were fierce, and his face was wrinkled: "Who is Pei Shiyu? He is a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. Is he worthy of it?"

Jiang Huaixu agreed with this statement in his heart. Without Ah Qing, Pei Shiyu would be nothing.

However, he did not show any emotion on his face. He continued to provoke Xu Zhuang while adding new wounds to his body: "The one sitting on the throne now is Pei Shiyu. His throne is now firmly in place, while you have become a prisoner."

Xu Zhuang was so angry at Jiang Huaixu's words that his face turned red, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his body: "You also defected to Pei Shiyu?!!"

Isn’t Jiang Huaixu on the opposite side of Pei Shiyu? He still hopes that they will fight to the point of both suffering losses and no one will benefit.

I never thought that Jiang Huaixu would also surrender to Pei Shiyu. Now the reason why he came to the imperial prison has been explained. It is impossible that it was for Yan Qing as he showed at the beginning. He must have come here to surrender to the little emperor. This is really a big joke.

Jiang Huaixu's eyes flickered slightly as he sensed the disbelief in Xu Zhuang's tone. It seemed as if he was too sure that he could not possibly surrender to the little emperor, which was why he was so surprised.

Although he had a tense relationship with Pei Shiyu, in the eyes of others, there was still a possibility of reconciliation if both sides gave in. However, he knew that he could not give in, and neither could Pei Shiyu. So why was Xu Zhuang so sure?

Seeing that Jiang Huaixu did not refute, Xu Zhuang coughed up blood and cursed: "Yan Qing is an idiot, and you are also an idiot. If your relatives knew about this, would they be so angry that they would die again? You actually worked for the bloodline of your enemy."

Hearing the word "enemy", Jiang Huaixu paused while holding the sword. Thinking of what he had investigated, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "What do you know?"

Xu Zhuang had a weird expression on his face, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahahahahahahahahaha, so you didn't know. That's really funny."

After saying this, he remained silent, as if he would never utter another word until his death.