Cold River Moon Shadow

"Kneel down!" The two guards in front of the palace dragged his thin body up from left to right, and pressed him down heavily on the ground again and again.

"Hmph!" The woman in blue sneered, she raised her head stubbornly, her smiling face was already as cold as ice, "Fun Lord! I can't kill you, God has short eyes! But it doesn't matter, I will kill you!" Boil a pot of hot oil for you in hell, looking forward to your early arrival!"

"Hahaha!" Yu Wenyang laughed angrily when he heard the words, "Okay, I hope that I will come soon! I will help you! Come!"

"Your Majesty!" With a reply, all the guards in front of the palace responded.

"Drag everyone who performed in front of the palace today and punish them with Ling Chi!"

"Of order!" The guards responded, ignoring the repeated pleas of the actors and dancers, and dragged them out of the hall.

"Leave him." When the two guards who captured the woman in blue were about to obey the order, Yu Wenyang turned to Concubine Jiang and asked with a smile, "My concubine, what do you think I should do with her?"

"Your Majesty," Concubine Jiang said with a smile, "Isn't it up to you to decide this kind of thing?"

"Hahaha," Yu Wenyang said with a playful smile, "I just think things like 'Ling Chi' and 'Che Crack' are too light for her, and I don't want her to die so easily. Aifei, you usually have the most ghost ideas , help me find a way."

"Thank you for your love, Your Majesty." Concubine Jiang's eyes fluttered, and she said shallowly, "Since this person has the guts to assassinate you, he must not be an ordinary person. It is best to ask her true identity first."

"Yes, I even forgot to ask for my name just now." Hearing this, Yu Wenyang turned to face the woman in blue and said, "What is your name, why did you want to assassinate me?"

"Hahaha!" The woman trembled with laughter, and stopped for a while, "It really is the Hunjun! I was the only one who assassinated you just now, but you Hunjun, you didn't care about injustice, and counted all the actors who participated in the performance. Now, you just wanted to ask my name?"

"Hmph, tell me quickly!" Yu Wenyang said impatiently.

"I said, are you still planning to destroy my nine clans?" the woman asked mockingly.

"Killing the king is a serious crime, and it is not wrong to destroy your nine clans." Yu Wenyang sneered.

"That's right, it's not wronged!" The woman put away her mocking expression and replied coldly, "It's a pity, Your Majesty, you can't destroy my nine clans!"

"Presumptuous!" Yu Wenyang said angrily, "I am the Son of Heaven, why would I be soft-hearted even if the Nine Clans who wiped out a little actor like you?"

"Hahaha!" The woman couldn't help laughing again, "Yes, of course you won't soften your heart! It's just..."

The woman paused for a moment, and a cold star flickered in her eyes: "I don't have nine clans for you to destroy again!"

"What did you say?" Yu Wenyang's heart trembled, and he stared at the woman coldly, "Who are you?"

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the Minister of Rites who was unjustly killed by you?" the woman asked word by word.

"Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites...Chen Guangping?" Yu Wenyang suddenly realized, "Who are you?"

"It's my grandfather!" As she said that, the woman's voice became unfamiliar. It no longer sounded like a soft female voice, but a slightly deep male voice.

"Your voice?" Yu Wenyang asked suspiciously, "You...could it be?"

"That's right!" the woman said loudly, "Fun Lord! Look carefully! I'm not an actor and dancer, I'm the grandson of the former Minister of Rites——Chen Anzhi!"

"Hehe, what a fish that slipped through the net!" Yu Wenyang sneered sullenly, "Where were you on the day of the extermination of the Nine Clans?"

"You don't need to know about this." Chen Anzhi replied loudly, "For the past three years, I have been determined to take revenge, but I have no chance. Today the chance has come, what a pity!"

"It's really a pity." Yu Wenyang said with a nod, as if the person Chen Anzhi wanted to kill had nothing to do with her.

"Today's matter failed," Chen Nianzhi showed no fear, "If you want to kill or cut, you will do as you please, I, Chen Anzhi, deserve to die!"

"Your Majesty," without waiting for Yu Wenyang to speak, Concubine Jiang Guifei turned around and handed the emperor's son in her arms to the maid behind her, while she gently leaned towards Yu Wenyang and said with a smile, "Since this is the grandson of the guilty minister Wanting to die wholeheartedly, the concubine thinks that God has the virtue of good life, but if not..."

"How about Wei Ruo?" Although Yu Wenyang's eyes showed a cold look, his tone towards Concubine Jiang was still extremely gentle, "My beloved concubine must not spoil my appetite."

"Since he is the grandson of the Minister of Rites," Jiang Guifei suddenly showed a mocking smile on her peach-like face, "Then, why not let him..."

Concubine Jiang suddenly lowered her voice, approached Yu Wenyang's ear, and whispered a few words while covering her face.

When Yu Wenyang heard the words, he couldn't help laughing and praised again and again: "Excellent, just according to the words of my concubine, Hua Jin!"

"The old slave is here!" Hua Jin, the chief eunuch who had been serving at the side, hurriedly came to the dragon case and bowed to salute.

"This kid, since he likes being a woman so much, I will help him today!"

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Hua Jin raised his head slightly, wanting to prove whether he had the same thoughts as the emperor.

"Hahaha, what I mean is, let him be a woman." Yu Wenyang sneered, "Keep what should be kept, and get rid of what should not be kept. Then, send him to my Tianlin's house." In the official kiln, let him enjoy the fun of being a woman."

"Old slave complies." A voice replied respectfully;

"Yu Wenyang, you bastard!" A voice shouted angrily...

"Anzhi," Yu Wenyang squinted his eyes, looking at Chen Anzhi's distorted face due to anger, and became more and more proud, "I think when your family named you, they saved it and called you 'If you come, you can be safe, and if you come, you will be safe. Are you thinking about it? Hahaha..."

"The emperor is a great talent!"

"Emperor Shengming!"

"This remnant of the Chen family really deserves it!"

Did you deserve it?Listening to the so-called flattering words of the emperor's relatives, if it wasn't for three years of forbearance, Jiang Yin would have drawn his sword and pierced Yu Wenyang's chest with one sword!

Even though he had already heard of Yu Wenyang's brutality and cruelty; he had already heard of Yu Wenyang's licentiousness.However, at today's family banquet, I saw him cold-bloodedly order Ling Chi's innocent actors, and I saw him follow the vicious suggestion of the treacherous concubine, and see the descendant of the Chen family who was a veteran of the three dynasties...Jiang Yin's heart, I couldn't help the cramping.

Yu Wenyang, Yu Wenyang, is this how you govern the country?

"Mr. Hun, you won't let you humiliate me like this!" Chen Anzhi said angrily, and as he made a gesture, he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"Don't let him commit suicide!" Yu Wenyang said anxiously.

Before the words were finished, a guard in front of the palace rushed forward with quick eyes and hands, pinched his cheeks with one hand, and pulled his jaw with the other hand while exerting force, only to hear Chen Anzhi's muffled groan, his jaw had already dislocated, and he could no longer use half of his strength.

"Hmph, want to die?" Yu Wenyang snorted coldly, "It's not that easy!"

Yu Wenyang glanced at Hua Jin: "Order, Chen Anzhi will serve as an official prostitute for three years after Jing's death. In these three years, if he commits suicide or runs away, the relevant people will all be exterminated!"

"According to the order."

Chen Anzhi was dragged out of the hall all the way. Although he couldn't speak, those angry eyes were deeply engraved on Jiang Yin's heart like a brand.

The following family banquet did not seem to be affected by the assassination.Above the main hall, a group of actors were replaced, and they continued to sing and dance.During the banquet, everyone continued to push and change glasses as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Those who follow the wind and move the rudder know that Jiang Yin has been in the limelight recently and has won the emperor's favor, so you come to toast and I come to chat.Jiang Yin dealt with it politely and calmly.

The family banquet finally came to an end with a party of singing and dancing, and Yu Wenyang ordered Ren Haosheng to escort Jiang Yin back to his residence.When Shen Han helped the drunk-eyed Jiang Yin to the bedroom, he just wanted to tease him with a few words that he was too strong to drink, but before he could say it, Jiang Yin vomited with a "wow".

"Ah Yin, alas!" Shen Han quickly stroked his chest and patted his back to help him relieve his discomfort.Seeing Jiang Yin's eyes tightly closed, panting heavily, and the traces of tears hanging on that delicate face, Shen Han knew that the stone pressing on Jiang Yin's heart must be much heavier today.

This night, Shen Han spent it counting the times.

Chen Anzhi, sixteen times;

Yu Wenyang, twenty times;

Sister Bingyi, 32 times.

Shen Han didn't know who Chen Anzhi was, nor did he care;

Yu Wenyang, this name was often heard by Jiang Yin when he was talking in his sleep, and every time he mentioned it, he would gnash his teeth;

Sister Bingyi, Shen Han is no stranger to this name. She was originally Jiang Yin's fiancée, but she turned into Yu Wenyang's queen.

However, the number of times these names were mentioned together is not as many as one person.

That person's surname is Shen and his name is Han. Every time Shen Han is mentioned, two words will be added after it - help me!

Shen Han, help me!

Ahan, help me!

Hey... are you so worried about me?Sitting by the bed, Shen Han held Jiang Yin's right hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "A Yin, you—don't worry..."

At noon the next day, Jiang Yin finally woke up from the hangover.The right hand was still tightly held by Shen Han, while Shen Han leaned over the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Yin is no stranger to this scene: Ah Han, I agreed that I owe you nothing, but now, I seem to owe you even more...

"What, are you awake?" In the past three years, Shen Han has developed the habit of light sleep.Jiang Yin's every move, every breath, as long as there is a slight difference, he will be aware of it immediately, and today is no exception.

"Well," Jiang Yin withdrew his right hand from Shen Han's hand, his face blushing, "Hold..."

The word "apology" was blocked by Shen Han's warm lips before it escaped, and after lingering for a while, Shen Han let Jiang Yin go with a little anger: "I don't remember, how many times have I said, never say 'sorry' to me .”

"Okay," Jiang Yin said with a smile, "Doctor Shen, then let's thank you without saying a word."

"That's what makes sense." Shen Han's transformation was quick, and Jiang Yin's words made Shen Han's expression change from late autumn to early spring.

"Ahan," Jiang Yin suddenly said solemnly, "Today, accompany me to Muchun Tower, okay?"