After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

In the middle of winter.

Successive heavy snowfalls dyed the entire city of Bianjing white.

As the New Year approached, the imperial city became more and more lively.

On the street, business travelers from all over the world are trying their best to pack their goods into pleasing New Year's goods.

Amid all the bustle, only Prince Duan Jing's mansion was desolate and lonely.

King Duan was assassinated, even if the younger brother Gu Xiu hated him, he couldn't be so unkind.

In addition to dealing with the murderer, it is natural to send people to the door to condolences, to show the greatness of the emperor's grace.

This person who can act on behalf of the Son of Heaven does not need to be asked, it can only be Han Mochu.

What Gu Xiu is unwilling to do, but has to do, is usually done by Han Mochu.

After the morning court, he brought a team of guards of honor to the mansion where Prince Duan Jing lived.

Gu Shen returned to Beijing for a temporary stay without many attendants, the courtyard was empty and there were few adults, and no one cleared the snow all over the ground, and there were ice skates of different lengths hanging on the eaves of the promenade.

In the dark main room, all the furnishings are covered with a layer of filthy dust, the only bright spot is the flickering fire in the smoke cage on the ground.

It was so cold outside that the dripping water turned into ice, and the cold wind leaked everywhere in the house.

Gu Shen leaned back on the couch, covering his body with all the fur and brocade quilts, so that only one head remained.

Even so, his face was still blue from the cold.

Han Mochu was wearing a black cloud golden leopard cloak, an ivory inlaid jade crown on top, an extremely large silver mink fur on his shoulders, and a delicate flat gold incense burner in his hand. Peerless.

He stood beside Gu Shen's couch and slightly bowed his body to perform the salute, before Gu Shen could excuse himself, he sat on the chair brought by the entourage and him.

"Okay, you put down the rewards brought by His Majesty, and then leave." Han Mochu screened back to the left and right, and said straight to the point with Gu Shen: "His Royal Highness, Your Majesty sent a minister to ask you, is your injury better? "

"Didn't Taifu Han see it all?" Gu stretched out his hands and tightened the soft blanket on his shoulders, and coughed weakly twice: "Although the chest was stabbed seriously, it still won't kill you."

"His Royal Highness, Prince Duan, is fine. His Majesty is very worried about you, so he sent a minister to ask you, are you comfortable with being Prince Duan?"

"Shu Xin?" Gu Shen's gloomy and gloomy face evoked a smile: "Naturally, I am very comfortable. It is very comfortable for me to be honored as a prince in my lifetime."

"His Royal Highness Duan feels comfortable." Han Mochu held the hand stove in his hand and said with a smile, "Your Majesty was extremely furious when you were assassinated. He has already ordered that the assassin who assassinated you be sentenced to death by car cracking."

"The car cracked?" Gu Shen covered his chest and coughed twice, knowingly asked: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for upholding justice for this king, but I don't know, the murderer's car cracked, what should the mastermind do?"

"Speaking of this matter, I just want to tell you that Your Majesty has charged this person with two crimes. One is to assassinate the prince." Han Mochu put the hand stove in his hand aside, and patted the big box brought up by the accompanying guards just now. , took advantage of the opportunity to lift the lid of the box: "There is another one, which is to climb the dirty royal family."

Inside the box were the assassin's bloody severed limbs and torso.Right above was a head covered in mud. The eyes of the head were protruding, the long tongue was stiff, the human skin on the neck was wrinkled, and the blood dried on the protruding cracked bones.

One can tell at a glance that the neck was broken by the iron chain.

Gu Shen's gloomy smile froze on his face. He clutched his chest, suppressing the stomach acid aroused by the smell of blood, and instinctively turned his face away.

"His Royal Highness Duan Wang, don't you dare to look at it?" Han Mochu took out a soft handkerchief and put it in his hand, and walked to Gu Shen's bed with his long hair covered in blood: "Take a look, this is just a corpse." That's all, nothing to be afraid of."

"Han Mochu! What on earth do you want to do?!" Gu Shen moved his body to dodge the horrifying head: "Get this dirty thing away! Get it away!"

"Are you so scared?" Han Mochu threw the human head back into the box, together with the blood-stained handkerchief: "I forgot, since you grew up in the palace, have you ever seen this severed limb?" Arm. I am used to seeing these things, and I have seen many more tragic ones."

Gu Shen was so oppressed by Han Mochu's condescending aura that he had difficulty breathing. In order to avoid it, he could only move his body with difficulty and squeezed into the bed: "Gu Xiu closed the case so hastily, isn't he afraid that the civil and military members of the clan will discuss it?"

"So what about the discussion? Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Sovereign, so what's the point of discussing things? Now he is the lord of the world, and you can have the honor you have today because of him. So what if His Majesty is clearly partial to His Highness King Ning? Do you think that the Gu family members of the Manchu Dynasty will fight for their royal honor and stand up to uphold justice for you?" Han Mochu reached out and clamped Gu Shen's jaw, forcing the man to look at him: "So His Royal Highness Duan Wang thinks too highly of himself for such a clumsy trick. At the end of the battle, what else do you want to plot?"

"Hehehe... so what at the end of the crossbow?" Gu stretched his hands to grab Han Mochu's wrist, trying to break free from his grip: "At the end of the crossbow, this king is also a thorn in Gu Xiu's heart, he can't pull it out, and he can't even think about it." unplug."

The two of them were in a stalemate, and a man stumbled out of the dark corner.

The man's eyes were blank, his mouth was drooling without knowing it, but when he saw that Gu Shen was captured, he ran over and pushed Han Mochu's arm involuntarily.

Han Mochu's usually warm eyes suddenly flashed a frightening coldness, he let go of the palm that restrained Gu Shen, and turned back to strangle the man by the throat.

The man's lifeless eyes became terrified, and he started crying like a child, desperately trying to break free.

"Brother Tan Qing, be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Gu Shen on the couch finally sat up with all his strength, and roared sharply: "Han Mochu! Let him go! Let him go! He is my king! The person! This king will not allow you to touch him!"

Han Mochu pinched Cui Chong's neck with one hand, and slowly raised his arm. The man's feet gradually lifted off the ground, and his face began to turn purple.He glanced contemptuously at the hysterical man on the couch: "So what if I touch him? He is a lunatic raised in Prince Duan's mansion. He dared to offend the Chief Assistant Tutor. I will ask His Royal Highness Duan Wang for this statement today. "

"Han Mochu! This is Prince Duan's mansion, and you can't tolerate such wild behavior! This king orders you to put him down immediately!"

"This is the Prince Duan's Mansion that His Majesty bestowed upon you. Under the feet of the Son of Heaven, I have always acted as wildly as I want." Han Mochu calculated the timing and loosened his hand, allowing Cui Chong to fall to the ground like a sack: "Come here, drag this lunatic who disturbs people's cleanliness into the snow and kill him."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Cui Chong was dragged out of the house by a group of people, the shoes on his feet were kicked off, but he couldn't even utter a complete human sentence.

The people brought by Han Mochu were quick with their hands and feet. They quickly dragged Cui Chong into the snow and formed a circle, beckoning to that not-so-strong body with fierce fists and kicks.

The hoarse screams are more disturbing than the jackdaws in the dark night.

Unattended, Gu Shen couldn't climb onto the wheelbarrow by himself, and was extremely anxious, so he could only fall off the bed, put his hands on the ground and struggled to climb out to the door, and slammed fiercely at the guards who were attacking outside the door. Shouting: "Stop! Stop everyone! My king told you to stop, did you hear that!"

Without exception, the people who did it were all brought by Han Mochu.

They remained indifferent to Gu Shen's words.

Han Mochu stood in the courtyard with his outstanding sable fur, his gaze was devoid of any emotion, looking at the cruel scene in front of him, as if he was waiting for the moment when the screams would stop.

"Stop! If you keep hitting him, he will die! He will die!" Cui Chong's screams became smaller and smaller, and Gu Shen finally couldn't hold his own anymore. He dragged his two useless legs: "He didn't If you didn’t make a mistake, you really don’t deserve to die, so what good will it do you if you beat him to death in this prince’s mansion today!”

"Yu Chen is not good, but the good thing is that his death will make you miserable, Your Highness Duan Wang." Han Mochu lightly raised his sleeves, took a step forward, and lightly lifted Gu Shen from his clothes.

"Han Mochu, do you really like to kill innocent people so much?" Gu stretched out his hands to the ground, and forced himself to sit on the threshold: "He was just an innocent victim from the beginning to the end. If you kill him, Don't you feel uneasy about your conscience?"

"Innocent?" Han Mochu's words were as warm as water, but he hit Gu Shen's head every word: "Did His Highness Duan think about Song Yu's end when he ordered Song Yu to enter the capital? His Highness Duan is giving himself Did you think about his fate when building the temple? Did His Highness Duan think about his fate when he planned the Lingnan turmoil? Did His Highness think about his fate when he provoked the relationship between His Majesty and His Majesty's father and son? ?Did His Highness Duan think about his fate when he tried to frame His Highness Ning? A person with a weak heart dares to be so arrogant. You brought him to the capital, but you didn't even have the ability or means to protect him. Even if he died today, he didn't die by the hand of the minister, but was implicated by you."

After Cui Chong hugged his stomach and vomited a mouthful of blood, he didn't move any more, and only his body was twitching slowly under the combination of punches and kicks.

"Taifu Han, I beg you." Gu Shen climbed over the threshold, hugged Han Mochu's waist, and begged in a voice like weeping blood: "Please let him go, as long as you let him go, Ben Wang will take him back to Lingnan tomorrow, and he will live in Lingnan from now on, and he will never set foot in Bianjing."

"His Royal Highness Duan, I have to say that you are still as stupid and conceited as you were back then after all these years." Han Mochu raised his hand to signal the accompanying guards to stop: "Today, I let him go, and tomorrow your staff in the province will be sure." It is the crime of humiliating the royal family that I will counsel the minister. If you have any new injuries on your body after the minister left today, the minister will definitely not be able to explain it. The minister is not that stupid, since you have handed over the chips to the minister. , the minister will naturally have a good grasp of it."

When Han Mochu spoke, Gu Shen had already passed through the group of guards and climbed to the side of the seriously injured Cui Chong. Even though he was wearing single clothes, he still wanted to keep warm with Cui Chong. He covered Cui Chong's bleeding forehead with trembling hands, and asked in a deep voice. He said, "Han Mochu, what else do you want to do?"

"Mr. Cui has suffered from this insanity for many years and has not healed. The doctors in your house are useless. I want to take Mr. Cui to the palace and be taken care of by the imperial doctor in the palace."

"How dare you!" Gu Shen hugged Cui Chong's body tightly, not allowing anyone to approach him.

How long can a person with disabled legs struggle even if he tries his best.

He could only watch helplessly as Cui Chong was pulled out of his arms, with his head hanging down, not knowing where he was being carried.

"Han Mochu! This king orders you to put him down, otherwise! Otherwise!"

"Huh? Otherwise, what do you want to do? What can you do? What do you dare to do? You are just a maggot that can only stir up muddy water." Han Mochu chuckled and took off the sable fur on his body Covered Gu Shendan's weak back: "From today onwards, Mr. Cui can live a day if you live in peace. If you go any further, I guarantee that Mr. Cui will die even worse than the one in the box." The assassins are a million times worse."

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