After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

The three parties had been fighting for a long time, and the Royal Guards joined in. Wherever they passed, swords were chopped down and blood flowed like a river.

Especially Xie Lang, he seemed to have lost his soul, his face was expressionless, but every move he made was deadly. He didn't care about being stained with blood, he just focused on killing one by one, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty cruelty.

Only after they had dealt with the last person did Huo Ping and Fei Feng seem to have released all their strength. They put down their swords and knelt on the ground.

The rest followed suit.

The entire official road was filled with a strong smell of blood. In the dead silence, it seemed as if only Xie Lang was standing alone between heaven and earth.

Chang Zhu gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please send someone to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The cliff was extremely high. If an ordinary person fell down, there was no chance of survival. When Xie Lang saw Wen Hemian falling down, he was already confused.

He dealt with the assassins and rebels in a daze, and a chill ran down his spine. He suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. It was not until he heard this voice that he came back to his senses and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I'm going to find the Master... I'm going to find the Master!"

As Xie Lang was about to walk towards the edge of the cliff, Huo Ping and Fei Feng reacted quickly and stood in front of him.

"Your Majesty, please think twice. Lord Wen would never want to see you put yourself in danger! We will lead people to look for you right now!"

Huo Ping was one of the people who had been following Xie Lang from the very beginning. When he first ascended the throne, even though the young emperor was still young, he still exuded the majesty of a superior, and was proud and self-reliant. He was not like he was now, standing there, but looking as if his soul had been sucked out, and his spine had been broken silently.

His face was horribly pale, as if he was just a numb shell.

He really had a premonition that if he and Feifeng hadn't stopped him, His Majesty would probably really jump down from this place!

Such a high place...a drop of cold sweat dripped down Huo Ping's forehead.

At this moment, he hoped that his previous guess was not true, otherwise His Majesty would be so sad.

"Go find it."

After a while, Xie Lang uttered this sentence in a hoarse voice.

He blinked, feeling dry and bloodshot, "...I will go with you to find it."

Huo Ping and Fei Feng looked at each other, and both of them felt their scalps tingling. They knew that this was the best result and did not dare to refuse: "Yes!"

Only a small number of people were left to escort the imperial physician back to the capital, and the rest all followed Xie Lang to the bottom of the cliff.

The bottom of the cliff was full of rocks and the road was difficult to walk on. Along the way, we found many corpses of rebels and assassins. They were all smashed into a bloody mess and it was impossible to tell who was who.

The guards and escorts searched fearfully. The good news was that they did not find Lord Wen's body. The bad news was that His Majesty's face looked more and more grim.

The wind blew at the bottom of the cliff, and a drizzle began to fall. A secret guard trembled, holding a stone and a piece of white clothing, and walked to the emperor and knelt down: "Your Majesty, this is what I found by the river... There is a hidden river under the cliff. The place where Lord Wen fell might have just fallen into the water and then been washed away..."

Before he could finish his words, the piece of clothing in his hand was snatched away by Xie Lang. The familiar dark pattern was on the cloth that he personally gave to him. It couldn't be a coincidence.

It also indirectly shattered the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

The interior of the underground river is complex. Even if you survive falling from the cliff by chance, what are the chances of survival if you are washed into the underground river?

Minimal.

This is a truth that everyone understands.

Xie Lang also understood.

Time almost froze at this moment. Xie Lang stared at the cloth in his hand. He opened his mouth but no words came out for a long time. The sound of wind mixed with the sound of rain. He felt that he could not hear anything. There was a complete emptiness in his heart, and it was tearing with pain.

"impossible……"

He trembled and murmured in a voice that was almost a groan: "Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"

Everything had been agreed upon. Wen Hemian had clearly said in person that he would come back to have New Year's Eve dinner with him.

Obviously... obviously we are almost reaching the capital.

If only he could be faster, faster!

"His Majesty!"

Looking at the young man's shaky figure, Huo Ping could only bite the bullet and go up: "It's a foregone conclusion. This assassination is unusual. Someone must have told the rebels the news in advance. Only if you are well can you find out the real culprit behind the scenes and avenge Lord Wen!"

"Besides, Your Majesty," Huo Ping swallowed hard to suppress the unspeakable sour feeling in his throat, "As long as the person hasn't been found, there is hope, isn't it!"

After so many ups and downs over the years, Huo Ping admired this young top scholar very much, especially after learning that she was a woman, his admiration poured out like an endless spring. It was hard for him to believe that Wen Hemian really died just because of this accident.

If God is fair, he should give her a chance to survive.

Things have come to this point and cannot be changed. The country cannot be without a ruler for a day, and Your Majesty must not allow anything to happen at this juncture.

"you're right."

Huo Ping got an answer, but that answer contained a strong murderous intent.

"I want to avenge the Grand Master."

“So I won’t fall.”

Huo Ping suddenly looked up and saw clearly what the young emperor looked like now.

He was still young and handsome, but seemed to have lost all his luster in an instant. His eyes were full of red bloodshot, and he did not shed a single tear. His face was extremely pale, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Those people in the court are always thinking about how to get rid of Lord Wen, but they never seem to have considered whether His Majesty would still treat them with such a gentle attitude without Lord Wen.

Lady Wen is always peaceful and calm. She restrains Your Majesty with her own standards, and Your Majesty is happy to be the wise ruler she expects.

When the calm is broken, return to the most real appearance.

Their little Majesty is actually a ferocious wolf. Without the restraints of his chains, no one will have a good life.

However, no one is in a position to condemn.

Everything after that was silent.

Everyone stayed here for dozens of days. Every corner, including the cliff, was searched carefully, but there was no trace.

Xie Lang held on for a long time, and finally fainted one morning, and was supported by everyone in panic.

Even in my dreams, the scene was clear.

On the edge of the cliff, the figure in white became an eternal nightmare.

He didn't have much in his life.

He was bullied in the cold palace and was hastily pushed to the position of crown prince when the late emperor was critically ill. He was swept forward in the turmoil of the court, with every step beyond his control.

There was only one person who was always by his side, who taught him when he was young and held him tenderly in his arms.

There will never be another one in the future.

In the year when Xie Lang gained power, he lost the person most important to him.