Liu Xuan saw a plot about the former prince and the original owner's mother in a dream.

It can't be said that he is the former prince.

That was the father of the original owner, the crown prince of the Yan Kingdom——Yan Xuance.

His mother, He Chuchu, was the most famous prostitute in the capital.

After the Red Wall Mutiny, Pingyang King Yan Xuanling succeeded to the Datong.

The first thing he did was to eliminate the prince's followers and kill those who opposed his ascension to the throne.

From the moment he decided to rebel and usurp the throne, it was doomed that his road to emperor would be paved with the blood of countless people.

The bloody storm in the capital permeated the court and the public.

Knowing that she had to go, He Chuchu ran away immediately, because she was pregnant, and she was pregnant with the prince's child.

She originally thought that she could gain glory and wealth with this child, but she didn't want him to bring her death.

After leaving the capital, she concealed her identity and lived a life of homelessness and poverty.

She named the child Liu Xuan and raised him to adulthood, but unfortunately passed away in No. 16 because of a sudden famine.

No one thought that He Chuchu, a famous prostitute who once danced around the capital, would die in such a dilapidated and remote village.

Liu Xuan closed the page, feeling disappointed.

It turned out that the tragedy of the original owner was doomed from the moment he was born, and from the moment his father was forced to commit suicide.

Liu Xuan.

Or, make a big deal.

Or, not a good death.

Liu Xuan woke up from the dream, he was sleeping on the table.

He is not sleepy, but in order to watch the plot, he forced himself to sleep.

The sky outside the window had just darkened.

Yuan Suwen curled up in a corner of the bed with a dazed expression.

Wet tears were condensed on the fair face, the corners of the eyes were reddish, and the black eyeballs did not move, staring at something.

What was he looking at? He wasn't looking at anything.He is a man who has lost his soul, lost his sanity, so as to escape the cruel reality.

Liu Xuan couldn't bear to see his mournful expression.

Every time he looked at him, he felt his heart ache a little more.

Suddenly, Yuan Suwen raised his head, pulled out of some chaotic emotions, and his soul began to recover.

His dazed eyes resumed turning, and his lips moved slightly, "Brother, is it getting dark?"

Before Liu Xuan could answer, he jumped off the bed and took the black scarf to cover his face.

He became that resolute and handsome man again, hiding the weakness and sadness in the deepest part of his heart, standing resolutely in front of Liu Xuan, and carrying all the hardships on his thin shoulders.

"We should go."

Mass Burial Mound.

Unclaimed bodies are dumped here.

There is no one in the Yuan family anymore, and there will be no one to claim their corpses.

Liu Xuan and Yuan Suwen came here to find Yuan Xiaozhi's body.

Before he got close, he could smell the stench and rotten smell of flesh and blood.

All he saw were corpses strewn all over the place.

A few wolves howled faintly in the distance, and the green eyes radiated a faint light.

Like will-o'-the-wisps.

The wild wolves here have long been fed on human flesh, they only eat people.

Even during the day, no one dared to pass through here.

And now, it's night.

Because they are criminals wanted by the court, they dare not show up during the day, and even at night, they have to cover their faces.

Liu Xuan walked ahead with a lantern, secretly wary of the wild wolves in the distance.

One, two, three, four... There are six of them.

They came slowly, surrounded them, and bared their sharp fangs.

There was still minced meat hanging on it.

Yuan Suwen stepped past Liu Xuan, "You hide behind me!"

The scimitar in his hand flew out, and the gray wolf walking in front was killed immediately.

The blade was covered in blood and swirled in the air. Yuan Suwen held the handle of the blade and used his skill. The blade rotated nimbly and took down several wolf heads one after another.

The rest of the wolves turned around and ran away.

Wolves are smart and cunning things, and maybe they will attract more wolf companions to siege them.

"Let's find it quickly—" Yuan Suwen looked determined, and began to search for the corpses in the mass grave one by one.

These corpses are all badly damaged, all the flesh of the body has been bitten off, leaving only the limbs, a head, and the face has been gnawed clean.

Perhaps Yuan Xiaozhi had been eaten by wild beasts long ago, and it was impossible for them to find him out of so many corpses with the help of bones.

Liu Xuan knew that there was little hope, but he didn't say anything, but silently helped Yuan Suwen search.

This is the only thing he can do for Yuan Suwen at present.

This is not the first time they have come to the mass grave. Last night, he and Yuan Suwen rummaged from dark to dawn, but found nothing.

It can't be said that there is no harvest, at least a few wild wolves have been hunted and sold to nearby hunters, maybe they can earn some money.

Stench, maggots, rotting flesh... Liu Xuan can bear all these.

He took a nap during the day, trying to find the plot about where Yuan Xiaozhi threw his body in the book.

But the text description is too abstract.

Yuan Xiaozhi was wearing prison clothes——who here doesn't wear prison clothes!

Yuan Xiaozhi was beheaded—isn't that more difficult to find?

Yuan Xiaozhi was thrown under a tree with a crooked neck - all the trees around here are crooked!

Do you want to go too far!

Liu Xuan searched for them one by one with crooked necks, turned over the corpses with his bare hands, and a head rolled down, staring at him with awe-inspiring eyes.

Omg!

Liu Xuan was startled, and then took a closer look, isn't this the head of Yuan Xiaozhi?

"Suwen, here!" He picked up the head and waved to Yuan Suwen who was not far away.

Liu Xuan couldn't tell where he got the courage to hold a bloody head in his arms.

Maybe it was because he didn't want Yuan Suwen's disappointment to prevail, so he couldn't care about his fear at all.

Although the head was found, the body could not be found, and it was impossible to tell which one was which.

There are many beheaded corpses around here.

Liu Xuan thought silently: It would be great if DNA testing could be done.

It's a pity they can't, so they can only look dumbfounded at the broken limbs.

In the end, they had no choice but to leave the mass grave with Yuan Xiaozhi's head before another group of wild wolves who were not afraid of death came.

Yuan Suwen buried Yuan Xiaozhi in the backlight of a small hill and erected a tombstone, but he dared not write.

Because if it is discovered that the person buried here is Yuan Xiaozhi, it may be difficult to preserve this tomb.

Liu Xuan stood silently behind Yuan Suwen, watching him kneel in front of the tomb, and kowtowed his head heavily.

"Boom!" The voice was deafening.

When he raised his head again, blood was already oozing from his forehead.

Finally Liu Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, he knelt down, and when Yuan Suwen knocked his head on the ground again, he stretched out his hand and put it under it.

His head hit the palm of his hand, and the back of his hand hit the hard ground, the pain...it killed him.

Liu Xuan grinned, with a distorted expression, "Suwen, even if you want to kowtow, you don't have to use such force, your face will be ruined!"

How can such a beautiful face be smashed?

Yuan Suwen looked up at him with cold eyes, "Brother, I hate it too much, I hate myself, I can't save Uncle Yuan, I can't save the Yuan family! I'm incompetent, I'm useless!"

"Don't say that, it's not your fault! You're not the savior, how can you save everyone, at least...at least we're still alive, aren't we?"

"If I can bring my uncle's family back to life, I'd rather be the one who dies!"

Liu Xuan brought out his chicken soup, "Su Wen, only if we are alive can we have hope and avenge General Yuan."

"Revenge?" Yuan Suwen muttered to himself, "Yes, I want to avenge the Yuan family!"

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." Liu Xuan didn't believe that he couldn't bring down that tyrant!

They are still so young, they can boil him to death!Liu Xuan has the spirit of Ah Q.

Yuan Suwen stood up, "I want to kill Xiao Pingyi!"

"Yes, killed...Xiao Pingyi?" Not the emperor.

Xiao Pingyi is a villain, not bad, damn it!

But he is just a vicious dog who wags his tail and fiddles with the villain.

Killing him is not enough to condolences to the 67 Yuan family members who died in vain.

But it is impossible for Yuan Suwen to kill the king. He was taught and brought up by Yuan Xiaozhi since he was a child. Even if his personality is a little crooked and not so orthodox, it is impossible for him to do such a rebellious thing.

If the Son of Heaven does something wrong, he can be forgiven by loyal ministers and foolish people.

Because it was not the emperor's fault, it was the traitors around the emperor who confused him.

As long as you kill the villain who fooled the emperor and killed Zhongliang, the emperor will become better.

The only way Yuan Suwen could think of to avenge Yuan Xiaozhi was to kill Xiao Pingyi, the person who slandered him in front of the emperor.

But how can the prime ministers be so easy to kill? They can't even enter the capital, so why talk about entering the prime minister's mansion?

They left the place where Yuan Xiaozhi was buried, and sneaked back to the inn where they were staying temporarily.

"Are you really going to kill Xiao Pingyi? You're going to the capital city, to the prime minister's mansion and kill him?" Liu Xuan was really afraid that Yuan Suwen would act impulsively.

After all, he had seen the ending of Yuan Suwen's death, and he died just to avenge Yuan Xiaozhi!

As for the process of revenge, he is not very clear, but he can guess that it must be full of difficulties and thrills!

Otherwise, with Yuan Suwen's skill, how could he die so miserable.

When he first transmigrated into the book, he was only sympathetic and emotional about Yuan Suwen's tragic death, not too sad.

But now, after experiencing so much with Yuan Suwen, seeing his vigor on the battlefield, and seeing his affair in the boudoir, how could it be possible not to be moved, to like, or to fall into the trap?

Even if he is a straight man of steel, he has long been melted into iron juice by the fire of emotion, and then poured into Yuan Suwen's appearance.

So, how could he not be afraid?When he thought of Yuan Suwen's death, he was so frightened that he couldn't even breathe.

Compared with being afraid of his own death, he was more afraid that Yuan Suwen would die.

Probably because of having a goal, Yuan Suwen's mood calmed down a lot, and he had more time to think about more things.

He sat at the table, pulled off the veil on his face, the candlelight illuminated his pale cheeks, his skin was almost transparent, as cold as jade.

He didn't answer Liu Xuan's question, but instead asked about another matter, which he cared more about than revenge.

"Brother, you seem to have forgotten an important person."

"Who?" Liu Xuan was puzzled.

"My sister, Yuan Lingshu!"

Liu Xuan's hands and feet immediately began to go weak, and when he met Yuan Suwen's clear and cold eyes, he was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.

Sure enough, the women's clothing boss is about to drop his vest.

But why is he, Liu Xuan, the one being questioned? This is unscientific!

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