The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

Wen Yan looked at the letter that was taken out of the box over and over again. After over and over again, she was still trembling all over, not only her hands, lips, but also her heart felt as if it was broken.

These letters are all about the evil schemes that Emperor Liang Wen and a man named "Ayou" conspired with Luo Yebing step by step.It was as if a huge spider web had been weaving since a few years ago, enclosing this former heroic hero little by little, and began to eat away at everything he had.

Wen Yan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in her heart, she read the few pieces of paper again.

Those joking words now turned into a sharp ice knife piercing Wen Yan's heart. It turned out that the source of the news she couldn't find, the original source of the things that didn't even have the end of the dark guards, lingered around. Whether to go or not is still up to you.

what is this?Is the way of heaven good for reincarnation?

There was a wry smile on the girl's pale face. She didn't know why Wen Zibo didn't tell her earlier, or why he gave her this note at this time, and how she would react. Wen Yan really didn't know. She twisted her brows, the fortitude she had cultivated during the past few days at the frontier completely collapsed at this moment.

After all, since ancient times, as long as the meritorious deeds of the emperor and his ministers surpassed the master, no matter how kind and weak the emperor would be, he would be murderous, not to mention Luo Yebing's prestige among the people. Every time he triumphed, he was in the eyes of Emperor Liang Wen. All can only increase the emperor's killing intent towards him.

If the truth fell into the hands of others, she would just say "Heaven is jealous of talents", but when Wen Yan looked at those mottled words, she only felt shocking, and she subconsciously thought what would Luo Hanjue do if she knew?She knew that Luo Hanjue was brooding over Luo Yebing's death, but Wen Yan didn't dare to think about the relationship between them now. It made her so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

And Liu Qing's misery and the "palace change" are also engraved in Wen Yan's heart and cannot be forgotten.

She doesn't understand, how did it become like this?How did you come this far?How do you say that a palace change is a palace change?Omens and actions, why didn't she find out about these things from Wen Zilan's side at all, and now tell her that when she went north to cure the epidemic, that bastard Wen Zilan succeeded in seizing power like this?

What is the whereabouts of the emperor now?What happened to her family's cronies, and... Luo Hanjue?

Her brain seemed to be covered in a ball of paste, and the thin letter paper was heavy in her hands like a red-hot iron, and she couldn't hold it or put it down.

She must see it with her own eyes, whether it's the family members or the traitor who boarded the Kowloon Supreme, Wen Yan must see it with her own eyes, whether it is dead or alive, she should give her an explanation.

After a while, Wen Yan put down the letter, leaned on the back of the chair and let out a tired breath.Her eyes, which were always bright and bright, were full of gloom and obscurity at this time. She stared at the little candle flickering in the air for a long, long time, and Wen Yan straightened her back only after Liu Di entered the door.

"Her, how is it now?" Wen Yan found out that her throat was rough and ugly as if it had been scrubbed. She smiled wryly. These days, even fainting from overwork is uncomfortable to this extent.

Wen Yan really wants to look in the mirror now, she wants to see how much black hair is left on her head.

Liu Di's complexion also looks very pale now, but her words are still more moderate than hers, "Ah Qing, she has already fallen asleep, the imperial doctor said that she has not been in water for three days and three nights, and she has exhausted her physical strength and energy." Energy, take a good rest for a while to catch your breath."

At least it's the first good news, Wen Yan: "Whatever those people want, let them take it directly from my things, and arrange for Ah Qing to recuperate in that room in Chaoyang. Don't let others bother her."

Willow Indigo should be "yes".

After this dry sound, the master and servant looked at each other quite wordlessly.

Wen Yan's fingertips brushed over the paper on the table, and she lowered her eyelids to reveal a soft and pitiful look, but it was only a momentary event, and the next moment Wang An raised his eyes, Wen Yan's eyes were calm and restrained, and she spoke loudly Issue final instructions.

"Except for the Imperial Physician staying behind to continue to make pharmaceuticals to supervise the disease and a patrol team, all the rest of the troops will be concentrated tonight and leave tomorrow."

"My king must return to Beijing."

Still speechless, the man fisted heavily and left the room.

The supreme master's words fell like this, and there were quite a few people who knew about Liu Qing's residual blood. Although he was not close enough to hear all the words clearly, all the generals started to prepare for the journey with agility. And everything to face after returning to Beijing.

On the second day, it was rare that the local weather was good, and the journey was also very fast, and the one-day journey was compressed into half a day.

The chariots and horses had already reached the mouth of a canyon surrounded by double bread. The leading general sent a small soldier to scout the road, and he didn't drive the horses until people said there was nothing wrong.

Wen Yan was sitting in the carriage, she opened the curtain slightly to let the air out, she looked at the sun in the sky, it was bright and hot, this place is not like the south, seeing more sun and blowing more wind would make people uncomfortable.

Wen Yan curled his lips into a sneering smile, who would have thought that she would have escaped the blood in Beijing after coming to the bitterly cold frontier to treat the epidemic.

She looked at the ridges at both ends, wondering if she was delusional, Wen Yan always felt that the situation and the distribution of hills in this place were very similar to the canyon where Luo Yebing withdrew his troops and did not kill Nanman.

And at the next moment, the system shouted: "Your Highness! Get out of the car! Someone on the mountain is about to shoot an arrow!"

Wen Yan's pupils shrank, and she turned over from the back of the carriage to get out of her shell, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "There are enemies up there, get off the horse!"

The moment she roared, an off-string arrow came out of the bow and pierced the back of a horse.

Then came the second, and the third.

Wen Yan followed the system's instructions and hid in the valley depression, narrowly avoiding the thorns on the road.

Someone yelled, "Ambush! It's an ambush! There is a sneak attack, hurry up! Find a cover!"

The confusion was only a moment, and the soldiers who were sent here were all soldiers under Luo Hanjue's command, not to mention the group that was transferred from the border of the Southern Barbarians not long ago, and they were relatively familiar with the local terrain.

So when those arrows rained down, the shield and the formation were formed at once. From a distance, it was a quite shocking scene. Many long poles were densely tied on the tortoise shield like basalt.

Liu Di came around from the side, held Wen Yan's arm directly and fell on the ground, her voice was extremely calm, "Your Highness, follow me, this subordinate will take you out after walking around."

Wen Yan restrained his emotions, pursed his lips and nodded.

She tensed her face and nerves, Wen Yan knew that if she made a wrong move at this time, she could only stay here forever, just like the countless soldiers who couldn't kill the enemy, and like Luo Yebing, her bones were inexhaustible live.

Then it will be like this great general with world-class martial arts, who will never go home again, never see his wife and daughter again.

But she still wants to live, and only by living can she see Luo Hanjue.

Liu Di's eyesight was excellent, and under the subconscious cover of many generals, he just opened a path with gentle words.The two fumbled out in a chaotic battle, and were about to return to the same path.

But the next moment, even Liu Di didn't react, two black shadows appeared from the blind corner of their sight, one of them seemed to know who Wen Yan was, approached behind her with extraordinary martial arts skills, directly Clamping the girl's limbs, she tapped on the back of the man's neck, and Wang An's body fell limply under Liu Di's angry eyes.

When Wen Yan was beaten unconscious, there was only one thought in his mind.

Why has she been fainting recently?

When she woke up again, she was lying in a tent.

At this time, some communication sounds came from the direction of the door. Wen Yan's face changed when he heard it. It was the language of Nanman. She immediately groped around and saw a small dagger for cutting bacon on the small table beside her. She came out and hid under the quilt, and before the person came in, Wen Yan lay down again and pretended to be asleep, waiting for the Southern barbarian to approach her.

But who knew that the person who came in seemed to know that she was pretending to be asleep, and said in surprise, "Ah, you finally woke up."

Hearing this voice, Wen Yan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, since she was found out, she didn't pretend anymore.

Wen Yan simply sat up from the bed, she gripped the dagger under the quilt to face the visitor, and slowly called out her name.

"Princess Anya, why is it you?"

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Make it shallower, make it shallower.