As expected by everyone, she became the wife of the Marquis after being married off

"Your Highness is in the Qianqing Palace."

"No, if it is really as you said, His Highness has now been controlled by the Wise King, and is in the palace, so why is there no movement at all?" The more Zhu Huaishu spoke, the more he felt something was wrong, as if he had suddenly realized something.

He drew his sword and pointed it at Yang Cheng, saying, "Who bribed you to betray His Highness? Is it the virtuous prince or the Chen prince?"

Zhu Huaishu was extremely anxious at this time. He finally realized that he had fallen into a trap and had appeared in the palace with his private soldiers without their knowledge.

How could he explain all this? Even if he was lucky enough to be alive today, how could he explain to His Highness?

The more Zhu Huaishu thought about it, the more sweat formed on his forehead. The most crucial point was that if he implicated his clan, not only would his clan not let him go, but Concubine Xian would also take his life.

At this point, there is only one way to survive, which is to capture Yang Cheng alive and make him give out the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes, and put all the blame on him. Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope.

Yang Cheng saw Zhu Huaishu staring with murderous intent in his eyes, and he understood it at a glance.

He just smiled sarcastically at Zhu Huaishu and stepped back.

Finally escaped.

Zhu Huaishu looked at his receding back in disbelief, and was so shocked by his reaction that he didn't have time to react.

"What are you still standing there for? Go chase him!" Zhu Huaishu gritted his teeth until they were about to break.

The secret guard beside him took a look and came forward to persuade him with some hesitation: "Sir, be careful, there may be a trap."

Zhu Huaishu turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If we want to survive, we must catch him."

Although the secret guards did not approve of Zhu Huaishu's actions, what he said was indeed the truth, and he was also their master.

They are death guards and can only follow orders.

Yang Cheng was chased into a dark building surrounded by high walls and had no way to retreat.

"Yang Cheng, you have no way to retreat. If you surrender obediently, you may still have a way to survive."

Zhu Huaishu's face lit up with joy, and he signaled the secret guards to move closer, shouting angrily.

Yang Cheng just laughed softly, looked at him calmly and said, "Then I wish you can get what you want today, sir. I will take my leave now."

Before Zhu Huaishu could react, he saw a rein appear on the wall.

"Quick, catch him!"

Zhu Huaishu was horrified and shouted in panic.

Yang Cheng raised his head and glanced upwards, then jumped onto the wall and grabbed the reins, and was pulled up under Zhu Huaishu's surprised and nervous gaze.

At the same time, on the tall building in this dark alley, a group of unclear black shadows appeared at some point, holding bows and arrows in their hands, aiming at them!

In an instant, Zhu Huaishu's whole body stiffened like a stone, and his heart sank as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

He fell into a trap.

This was Yang Cheng's trick from the beginning, no wonder he wasn't surprised at all when he was discovered by himself.

Zhu Huaishu choked and took a deep breath, trembling as he shouted to those people: "You are not going to kill me, I am the nephew of the current virtuous concubine, and I hold an official position!"

After he finished speaking, a tall figure waved his hand and countless arrows shot down.

But these arrows all avoided Zhu Huaishu. Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, a tall figure took the bow and arrow from the person next to him and aimed at Zhu Huaishu.

"Master Zhu, you are in collusion with the wise king to rebel, so you should be shot on the spot."

The sound was neither loud nor soft, but it came towards him along with the murderous arrow. Zhu Huaishu's eyes were filled with shock and confusion when he heard the familiar voice, and he was trapped in place, unable to move.

An arrow pierced his heart. Zhu Huaishu stared at the blood in his heart, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell in an alley littered with corpses.

"It's you!"

On the city wall, the imperial guards escorted a nobleman in red brocade clothes to Yang Cheng who was kneeling on the ground.

"Thank you, sir."

"Heh." Wang Shuo laughed, shook the bow and arrow in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I never thought that Meng Changce owed me a favor and asked me to save you."

He lifted Yang Cheng's face with the tip of his bow and arrow, smiled calmly and said, "Nothing special."

Yang Cheng's heart skipped a beat and he leaned forward and lowered his head.

Wang Shuo did not intend to embarrass him, so he retracted his bow and arrow and said to the people behind him, "Send the man out of the palace."

"Yes!"

Then he left with his men, not caring at all about Zhu Huaishu who was lying below and was killed by him, as if he was just taking a leisurely walk at night.

Yang Cheng's heart was beating so fast that his back was wet.

Of course he had seen who this person was. It was the Prince of Jingyang, Wang Shuo. But he had never expected that Master Shen had actually included this person in his plan.

His eyes darkened and his fingers couldn't help but tremble in his sleeves.

Master Shen not only took advantage of her husband, Marquis Changning, but also saw through the disguise of Prince Jingyang, who had always been at odds with Marquis Changning, and saw how deep his scheming was.

He was also thinking, was it possible that his affair with Fu Qu had already been a trap set by her?

When daybreak came, the death knell rang in the palace.

Two loud bangs, bangs, spread throughout the palace and outside, a prince has died!

Anle Palace

The virtuous concubine had not slept all night. When the funeral bell rang, she suddenly got up from her seat, her eyes widened, and a layer of frost covered her face.

"Mother concubine."

Li Wenxuan's face was extremely ugly at this time, and his face looked haggard and gloomy.

"Come here, go get the imperial physician and tell him that my headache has gotten worse."

"Yes."

Li Wenxuan looked at Concubine Xian anxiously: "Mother, I feel very uneasy. I always feel like something has happened."

"Not yet. You cannot leave Anle Palace. Wait for the Queen...wait for the Queen to appear."

The virtuous concubine raised a strange arc, gritted her teeth and instructed, with a fierce look on her face.

With the help of her nanny, the queen arrived at the gate of Kunning Palace. She looked up at the funeral bell not far away and laughed.

There was unspeakable sorrow in every laugh, and each one trembled as if it was coming out of the throat with difficulty.

"The Queen."

The nanny suppressed her bitterness and looked at her worriedly.

"I knew this day would come, I knew it earlier... earlier..." She murmured, and finally she took a deep breath, as if she could not bear it anymore and fainted in the arms of the nanny.

The ringing of the funeral bell was naturally heard by Marquis Changning, who lived not far from the palace.

At this time, Shen Lanyue was holding her twin sister and coaxing her. After listening to her, she paused for a moment, then started rocking her in her arms again.

"Go, I'll wait for you at home." Shen Lanyue met Meng Changce's eyes and said with a slightly lowered look.

Meng Changce's eyes flashed, and his deep, unfathomable eyes like black jade stared at her, but in the end he said nothing.

"it is good,"