minister wants to kill the king

The next day.

As the sun rose, the cell where Xue Lang was held was empty, and Xue Lang ran away.

Feng Su's detainment of Xue Lang was done in secret. Now that Xue Lang ran away, Feng Su could only secretly send people to search, but the news still reached Xueshi Deng's ears.

Xueshi Deng went into the palace in person and educated Feng Su with long sighs, which meant that he should not act hastily and framed Zhongliang.Deng Xueshi was worried that there was a misunderstanding between Xue Lang and Feng Su, because in his impression, Xue Lang would sacrifice his life to accompany Feng Su all the way, not to mention loyalty, at least it was considered benevolence and righteousness.

Feng Su couldn't talk about his suffering, so he could only be scolded with his head down, saying that he knew what he knew, and then he managed it reluctantly.

Xue Lang's room was clean and tidy, with almost no personal belongings. The guards searched Xue Lang's room. In the end, the head guard only found a sandalwood box in the room and handed it to Feng Su.

The lights in the cell were dim, and even if a few more lights were turned on, it still couldn't brighten up.

Yun Niang stretched out her hand from the fence, twisted one and looked at it, "This is chasing the soul. I gave him three at the beginning, why is Master Xue still useless?"

Feng Su couldn't believe it, he frowned and said, "This thing can really make people dream about their past lives."

"The reason why His Royal Highness King Su knows the opportunity is because he saw the past life in the dream." Yun Niang put the chasing soul back into the box, and said calmly.

"In the end, he became a prisoner and died at the hands of Xue Lang." Feng Su said, "It's ridiculous."

Yun Niang, "Your Majesty will know if you try it."

But Feng Su suddenly remembered the beautiful scene in his dream that day, and closed the lid with a "slap" with trembling fingers.

Feng Su "Both Xue Lang and King Su have used this thing"

Yun Niang shook her head, "Looking at Mr. Xue's appearance, he should know a lot, but the number of souls I gave him has not decreased, so I guess, Mr. Xue may have known it through other means."

Feng Su's mind was a little confused, he still didn't understand what Xue Lang wanted to do, if he wanted his life, Xue Lang would have killed him long ago; if it was because of power, then Xue Lang would not help him Eradicate King Su

Is it really like what Yun Niang said, he had some entanglement with Xue Lang in his previous life, that's why Xue Lang did all this?

It’s ridiculous.

Feng Su still felt that this was a bit ridiculous, and doubted, "Since chasing souls is so magical, how could you be manipulated to this point?"

Yunniang lowered her eyes and brushed her temple hair, "I haven't used it before."

"I don't think it's meaningful to know my future. Didn't the incident of His Royal Highness King Su also prove this point? Isn't it a complete failure? When you know the future at this moment, the future has already been changed. The most interesting thing is that the future is uncertain. Is not it"

Feng Su was noncommittal, turned and left, "Unfortunately, you have no way forward."

Yunniang's eyes moved, she turned to the eunuch waiting outside the door, and said softly, "Your Majesty, remember when to go and see?"

Feng Su "hmm"

Yun Niang mentioned a place name and said, "You will find out when you go and have a look."

Feng Su said, "Got it."

Feng Su went out, and the eunuch came in holding a tray with a cup of clear wine on it.

After returning to the palace, the palace people brought up the ready-made gowns and crowns. The palace people in Sixiufang rushed to work for ten days without sleep, and finally finished the gowns a few days before the enthronement ceremony.Daqi Shanghuo, the red robe is embroidered with auspicious dragons with gold thread, and then embellished with black, which is solemn, majestic, exquisite and luxurious.

Feng Suping retired from the palace, but he was not in the mood to try the dragon robe that was just made, instead he hesitated holding the box.

Your Majesty, you will know if you try it.

Yunniang's words are still in his ears.

Feng Su pondered for a long time, as if she had made up her mind, she finally took out the lavender incense and lit it.

The purple smoke fluttered and curled up, spreading out strangely.

Feng Su's wrist trembled violently, and he pressed the burning end on the table

The incense is gone.

He suddenly had a premonition that the truth after igniting the chasing soul was not something he could bear.

Feng Su closed his eyes tiredly and opened them again, called the palace servants to change clothes, and left the palace with only one guard.

He didn't know what Yun Niangruo was talking about, but he instinctively felt that it had something to do with Xue Lang. He hadn't ascended the throne yet, and there were so many people staring at him, so he couldn't mobilize the crowd, in case something that was not good for Xue Lang came. Then Xue Lang was in trouble.

He has to protect Xue Lang.

Feng Su and the bodyguard turned around and turned around, and finally came to the place Yunniang said, not far from the Xue family's mansion. The Xue family was destroyed two years ago, and this place was deserted.

The guard pushed open the door, and there was nothing in the house, Feng Su was slightly stunned, what did Yunniang ask him to see?

After a while, the guard said, "Your Majesty, there is a cellar here."

In the corner of the room, the color of the floor under the place where the sundries are piled up is quite different. The guard lifted the floor, revealing a black Haloxylon hole.

Feng Su walked over, and the guard stopped him, "Your Majesty is in danger."

Before the words fell, Feng Su had already jumped down.

There is a hole under the cellar, Feng Su groped through the passage, and the guards hurriedly followed behind him, the passage was pitch black, Feng Su groped, and found a doorknob

The young man sitting at the table heard the sound of the door opening, threw down the pen in his hand excitedly, and raised his head with joy, "Brother Xue"

Dozens of lamps were lit in the airtight room, illuminating the young man's face extremely clearly.

It was a face exactly like his, and even the tear moles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be in high spirits.

Feng Su's first reaction was that he was sick the last time he saw him.

The second reaction is that the two of them do look alike, and even their temperament is becoming more and more similar.

A guard's exclamation came from behind, and the young man said in horror, "It's you"

It seems that Xue Lang did not entrust the fake product to the farmer as he said, but went to Beijing with the fake product and hid it.

Feng Su glanced at the scroll on the case.

He also taught this fake to read and write, and the central idea is clearly revealed.

Shocked to the extreme, only calm remained, Feng Su's eyes were dark, without any waves, and he said indifferently, "It seems that Xue Lang has indeed kept a lot of things from me."

There was the sound of a long knife piercing the flesh from behind, and the guard fell down with a muffled grunt. Feng Su turned his head in shock, only seeing Xue Lang's gloomy face, and then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

There was nothingness around him, his whole body was floating, as if he was falling rapidly, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, it was nothingness.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened from his dream by the sound of "Third Highness".

It was as if a curtain was drawn to block the light, and the surrounding area became brighter. The street was completely white, and children ran across the road laughing and laughing.

Chang Bao shouted from behind, "Third Highness, walk slowly, the road is slippery."

The young Feng Su turned his head and said with a smile, "I forgot how Shaojin's family got here."

He is like a ghost, residing in the body of the young Feng Su, without thought, unable to move, unable to speak, watching all this indifferently.

Amidst all the punches and kicks, the young Xue Lang protected his head and carefully raised his blood-stained face.

Feng Su pointed at him, and said with a smile, "I don't need a companion to read with, so he is the only one."

In the Anle Hall, Xue Lang prostrated himself on the ground, "I can do whatever Your Highness asks me to do."

Time passed by quickly, and all the scenes quickly passed before his eyes. When the frame was frozen again, it was raining heavily, and Feng Su was crying loudly while hugging Concubine Xiang's body.

The heavy rain was pouring down, Feng Su bowed his body, protecting Concubine Xiang's body under his body, chanting something over and over again.

There was the sound of horseshoes and human voices in the distance.

"where are the people"

"Surely I didn't run far and searched carefully"

With tears all over his face, Feng Su hurriedly picked up Concubine Xiang's body and climbed onto the horse's back. The horse galloped wildly, leaving the pursuers behind.

Until the sun went down and it was dark.

The sound of chasing soldiers disappeared. After running for a day, Feng Su fell off his horse exhaustedly. He didn't dare to faint, so he struggled to get up again. He settled the corpse of Concubine Xiang and leaned it against the tree. He finally couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.

Feng Su woke up once in the middle of the night. He was injured and drenched in the rain during the day, his whole body was hot and cold, his forehead was scorching hot, and his nasal cavity was so hot that he almost spit fire, but his body was cold, reaching all internal organs.

Feng Su's teeth chattered crazily, curled up his body with all his strength, leaned against Concubine Xiang's body, and passed out again in a daze.

He thought he was going to die, but subconsciously he couldn't help but think that maybe Xue Lang would come to rescue him tomorrow, maybe when he woke up, he would be the Third Highness again, and the concubine Xiang was alive and well, all of this was related to him. It's a dream.

He had a very long dream.

It was an afternoon, sunny and bright.

Concubine Xiang was sitting at the table, her fingers flying and knitting a web; he was sitting at the other end of the table reading and telling Concubine Xiang the stories in the book; while Feng Rongjin was lying on the edge of the table, looking at From time to time, he steals a snack on the table; after a while, his father came in

Feng Su shed tears all over his face and opened his eyes.

He didn't die, Xue Lang didn't come, and all of this was not a dream.

Concubine Xiang was indeed dead, and Xue Lang had indeed betrayed him.

Feng Su lay on the ground like a corpse, moved his eyeballs, it was already noon, the sun was shining, the sun was shining brightly, just like in the dream, it was a good weather.

Feng Su struggled to get up, and fixed his gaze on Concubine Xiang's body.

After the rain was over, the insects and ants came out of their nests and covered the corpse of Concubine Xiang. Feng Su rushed over frantically and swept the insects down with his hands.

"Don't touch my mother, don't touch my mother," Feng Su cried, and hugged Concubine Xiang's corpse. After a day of rain and sun, the corpse began to emit a faint rotten smell.

Feng Su suddenly raised his hand, and bit down hard on his arm.

Blood oozes from the arm, and Feng Su feels the pain in a daze.

He really wasn't dreaming.

Feng Su choked with sobs, and dug a hole under the tree with his hands. He dug until the sun went down, and then he dug a hole the size of a person, and buried Concubine Xiang in it.

His hands were dripping with blood, but he could no longer feel the pain. A monstrous hatred surged in his chest, and a bloody smell wafted from his throat.

In the distance, a thick bell rang, and it rang three times, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

Emperor Chengqian passed away.

Blood surged up, and Feng Su spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the newly erected grave.

Feng Su quickly knelt down, frantically pushed away the blood-stained soil, and kept saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

He hates everyone.