assassin

The bluish-white head was placed on the city wall, and there were even dark red bloodstains around the neck.Dozens of guards surrounded the foot of the city wall, and the imperial list with numerous crimes was pasted on the back.

Not far from the guards, the people of the imperial city were crowded to watch the excitement. Among the crowd, only one person turned pale.

"Young master, young master." Xin Xueyang whispered to the man who looked like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture beside him.

Cheng Yuting looked at the head on the wall for a moment, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Young master, let's go back quickly," Xin Xueyang shouted anxiously, "If other people find out that I took you out, I will definitely be punished!"

Cheng Yuting turned a deaf ear to it, pushed aside the flow of people and moved forward.

"Young master!" Xin Xueyang was terrified, quickly grabbed Cheng Yuting and said in a low voice, "If you move forward, I'm afraid someone will notice you."

Cheng Yuting stood there, two lines of clear tears flowed from his dry eyes, "Revenge...I will definitely take revenge..."

The guard's eyes were sharp, and when he saw someone shedding tears for King Kangnan, he immediately drew his sword and said, "Who are you, and what do you have to do with King Kangnan?!"

Xin Xueyang reacted very quickly, and immediately grabbed his master and ran into the crowd.Seeing that the situation was not good, the common people scattered and fled in panic.

Cheng Yuting was dragged away, but his eyes were still fixed on the city wall.More than a dozen guards broke through the crowd and rushed towards the two of them, until the blade was almost slashing at his face, Cheng Yuting suddenly came to his senses, turned around and slid into the crowd with Xin Xueyang.The guard closest to Cheng Yuting quickly grabbed his sleeve, Cheng Yuting pulled it hard, and the guard only grabbed a piece of torn outer shirt.

Amidst the surging crowd, the two of them were no longer seen.The guard looked at the rag in his hand, but found a brocade handkerchief embroidered with peach blossoms in it.

The heavy door opened with a bang, and Si Lixiao walked into the hall with his hands behind his back, and looked at the increasingly thinner queen mother with a smile.

"My son has met his mother." Si Lixiao's voice was full of joy.

"If the emperor wants to talk about King Kangnan, he doesn't have to gossip in front of the Ai family." Queen Mother Li said plainly.

"No and no." Si Lixiao smiled and shook his head.

Empress Dowager Li sat up a little bit, "Is that about the prince's death?"

Si Lixiao's expression changed, and his voice sank a bit, "My queen mother lives in the harem but knows all about the affairs of the world. I wonder if there is any trick?"

Empress Dowager Li smiled disdainfully, her eyes still looking at the ghostly face.

"It's a pity that this is not what my son wants to say." Si Lixiao moved his hands behind his back.

"Just tell me what the emperor has to say, don't beat around the bush." ​​Empress Dowager Li said coldly.

The corner of Si Lixiao's mouth almost reached his ears, and he threw the things in his hand to the Queen Mother Li's side.Empress Dowager Li glanced lightly, but couldn't look away any longer.

The slightly yellowish brocade handkerchief was stained with black blood, and a few peach blossoms were embroidered close together on a small corner.

Empress Dowager Li held up the brocade handkerchief in disbelief and unfolded it, stroking the peach blossom patterns and embroidery threads.

"This..." Empress Dowager Li turned around abruptly, and asked tremblingly, "How did you get here?"

Seeing his mother's panic-stricken appearance, Si Lixiao's eyes were full of evil spirits, "Today, the head of the rebellious king Si Jingyu was hung on the city wall, and a man actually looked at the head and wept."

Empress Dowager Li turned around and listened in fear.

"The guards naturally thought it was Ni Wang's old party, and planned to arrest him. The man tried to escape in vain, but was stabbed by the guard..." Si Lixiao rubbed the blood on his fingertips, "Pierce through."

Empress Dowager Li held the brocade handkerchief with both hands, and only a stiff tongue could be seen in her open mouth.

"The man died suddenly on the spot," Si Lixiao showed pity, "The guards only found this brocade handkerchief from him."

Empress Dowager Li's wide-eyed eyes almost bulged out, she burst into tears, and screamed, "Son!!!"

Although Si Lixiao was prepared, he was still taken a step back by his mother's hoarse cry.

"Son! My son!" Empress Dowager Li held the blood-stained handkerchief in both hands and cried out, "My son! How do you want your mother to live..."

"Mother, how could Fang Jinpa be your son?" Si Lixiao happily raised the corner of his mouth, "The one standing in front of you is your son."

Empress Dowager Li cried until she was paralyzed. Hearing this, she slowly stopped crying, and said viciously: "You are not my son! You are the evil of the dog emperor!"

"I am the child who crawled out of your belly." Si Lixiao's smile almost burst through the sky, "Why is it not your son?"

"You're not..." Empress Dowager Li stood up unsteadily, "You're not!"

"See Mother Baba!" Si Lixiao moved closer, "Your husband is lying in the imperial tomb, and your son is standing in front of you."

"Get out! Get out!" Empress Dowager Li suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the emperor's hair, punched and kicked, "You bastard! You bastard who has suffered a thousand knives!"

"Let go!" Si Lixiao shook off his mother and straightened his clothes.

Empress Dowager Li fell to the ground, still holding the brocade handkerchief embroidered by herself.She has only embroidered such Jinpa for two people in her life, her husband and her son.

Gone...the husband who loved her so much, even her son...gone...nothing...she has nothing!

"Ah!" Empress Dowager Li wailed and slammed into Taoyuan God.

The tall statue was knocked trembling by the crazy woman. Empress Dowager Li pinched the Jinpa and looked up, only seeing Taoyuan God's sharp teeth like wolf dogs.

Taoyuan...

She can finally go back...

Si Lixiao stood there stupidly, until his mother closed her eyes and fell down in front of the statue, then she called out slightly tremblingly: "Mother?"

Just like his 20 years of life, his mother did not respond.From now on, there will be no response.

Si Lixiao stood there, neither stepped forward nor left, not knowing whether the emotion in his heart should be called happiness or sadness.He just suddenly remembered that when he was six years old, his mother had adopted Li Xifan, a little court lady who was one year older than him, as her adopted daughter. Since then, there was only a slight smile on her mother's face occasionally.Once Li Xi was seriously ill, the queen mother sat beside Li Xi Fan's couch and fed her lotus seed soup one mouthful at a time.He stood beside the queen mother in a daze, and refused to leave no matter how much she shouted.The queen mother got bored, took a mouthful of uncooled lotus seed soup, stuffed it into his mouth, and shouted displeasedly: "Is it done? Go away."

The soup was like a red-hot iron from his young esophagus to his stomach, and he couldn't even speak for a whole month.But that was the first time the queen mother fed him, and it was the only time in this life.

Si Lixiao took a trembling breath, and suddenly wanted to see Fu Ziqin.

The death knell of the palace rang through the sky, and the news of Empress Dowager Li's death spread to the streets and alleys.Cheng Yuting, who was hiding in the countryside, heard the people's discussion from the window, and before he could get out of the grief of Si Jingyu's beheading, he fell into the pain of his mother's death again.

"Mother..." Cheng Yuting didn't dare to cry out, covering his mouth with his hands and sobbing.

Xin Xueyang and Zuo Qishang in the house were also heartbroken. Seeing Cheng Yuting weeping, Zuo Qishang, who was holding the young master, stepped forward and said, "My condolences to the young master, the Taoyuan clan still depends on you for support!"

"I want revenge... definitely revenge!" Cheng Yuting's eyes were full of hatred.

"Then what shall we do?" Xin Xueyang asked cautiously, now that the Queen Mother and King Kangnan have both passed away, and Li Xifan is also trapped in the cold palace, they have nothing to rely on.

Zuo Qishang thought about it, then moved her eyes to Xin Xueyang, "Didn't your brother Ming Yang serve as a close guard beside the king of Beijiang, and made military achievements?"

"No! No!" Xin Xueyang shook his head again and again, "Ming Yang told me not to look for him again."

"As a Taoyuan native but attached to Emperor Dog's son, what kind of man is your brother?!" Zuo Qishang sneered.

Xin Xueyang's face was blue and red, and he murmured: "Ming Yang was still young when the incident happened, and he was raised by Si Chao and a gangster, so he doesn't remember anything."

"Even so, he is from Taoyuan." Zuo Qishang narrowed his eyes, "If you, a sister, seek refuge with him, he will never refuse."

"But..." Xin Xueyang looked at the three faces of the young master in the room, "There are four of them at once..."

Zuo Qishang thought for a while, put the child in Xin Xueyang's arms and said, "You take the young master to seek refuge with your younger brother alone, and the young master and I stay here and try to contact Xi Fan Ziqin."

Xin Xueyang glanced at the child who was only three months old, and said anxiously: "But... what should I say?"

"You just said that this is your child. His father passed away and had no one to rely on, so he had no choice but to go to him." Zuo Qishang looked at Cheng Yuting, "Young master, you..."

Cheng Yuting also stepped forward, bit his lip and said, "The child is not safe by my side... If there is a reliable person to protect..."

Xin Xueyang only felt that the baby in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Zuo Qishang raised his eyebrows and said: "The king of Northern Xinjiang will soon be named Tiance Admiral, and then he will rush back to the fief to guard the territory. If you don't go find your brother as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."

Xin Xueyang looked at the young master, Cheng Yuting said ruthlessly: "Xueyang... you take the child and leave..."

Xin Xueyang pursed her lips and glanced at the little master who was sleeping peacefully, and nodded emphatically.

Cheng Yuting's reddened eyes once again mist, and he stepped forward to touch the child's tender face, "Yiran, remember to avenge your father, grandmother, and our Taoyuan clan!"

A strange woman holding a child came to the back door of Beijiang Palace, claiming to be looking for her younger brother Xin Mingyang.

"There is no one named Xin Mingyang in the mansion." The servant swept the ground and laughed.

"The woman also said that Xin Mingyang is the prince's guard," said another person who was cleaning together, "not to mention the guard, but there is no one with that name in the entire mansion."

Mu Xifang, who happened to pass by, was taken aback, and asked the two of them, "Who?"

"A woman with a baby came to find her younger brother Xin Mingyang." A servant said.

baby?

Mu Xifang was puzzled, and asked again: "What about the woman?"

"She didn't find her younger brother, so she left through the back door." Another servant pointed in the direction of the back door.

Looking at the direction of the servant's finger, Mu Xifang hesitated for a while before walking towards the back door.