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

When the news reached the capital, there was an uproar.

After searching for more than ten days without any trace, everyone realized that the chances were very slim.

After Huo Ping and Fei Feng discussed it, one of them escorted the unconscious emperor back to the capital, while the other stayed here with people to continue the search. Otherwise, the longer the delay, no one knew what would happen.

As early as more than ten days after His Majesty had adjourned court, people in the capital had already been feeling a little uneasy. After learning that Wen Hemian had fallen off a cliff and his life or death was unknown, everyone reacted differently and undercurrents were stirring in private.

Ye Zhaoxuan was so frightened that he dropped the teacup, his face blank: "How is this possible?!"

At that time, Lu Zishen was on vacation at home, and was counting accounts with Liu Qiongyue. When the two heard the news, they suddenly became confused when fiddling with the abacus, and their expressions changed at the same time.

"No, no way?" Liu Qiongyue murmured, her fingers subconsciously touching her lower abdomen, which was already slightly curved, "Lord Wen..."

"Ayue, don't get excited." As he said this, Lu Zishen's hand that was supporting her was also trembling. He tried to keep his voice steady, "As long as we haven't found the person, there is still a glimmer of hope. I...I will ask my colleagues..."

This situation was basically the same in the homes of Wen Hemian's colleagues or subordinates. Everyone's face was blank and they didn't believe that this was true at all.

Over the years, there have been countless assassination attempts, and Lord Wen has always led His Majesty to escape unscathed. This time, when he went to Jianghuai, even the epidemic had subsided. How could he possibly die on the way back?

But whether you believe it or not, this is the fact.

There were rebels mixed in with the assassins, and there were so many of them that Lord Wen accidentally stepped on empty air while fighting the enemy and fell off a cliff. His life or death has been unknown to this day.

There were still a small number of people cheering, but due to the overall situation, they dared not say anything openly and could only celebrate in secret.

In the Huai Ling Palace, Qingyun was crying so hard that she was out of breath.

She has been with Wen Hemian since she was a child. Although they are master and servant, they are actually almost like sisters. She cannot accept this fact!

She couldn't understand it. It was clear not long ago that the young master had said goodbye to her with a smile, so how could he be gone now?

"Good boy, don't cry."

Uncle Lu was also stunned for a moment when he heard the news. Compared to Qingyun, he was older and wiser, and he smelled something unusual from it. Even though he lost his composure, he kept his composure.

"Young Master, you are blessed by God. We must take good care of the mansion for her."

Qingyun sobbed: "Butler Lu, will the young master really come back?"

Uncle Lu: "The capital has not been peaceful these days, otherwise why do you think you would go to find Master Murong? If you are tired of crying, go back and rest, don't think too much."

Subconsciously, Qingyun would rather believe that Wen Hemian was fine. Uncle Lu's comfort eased her worries to a great extent, so she nodded: "Okay."

……

Xie Lang woke up.

My head felt like it was being pricked by needles and was throbbing with pain.

He had been enduring for so long and was exhausted mentally and physically. He could no longer bear it and fainted as expected.

When I woke up, I heard vaguely that the Imperial Hospital was judging on behalf of the Diplomatic Force.

"Your Majesty has been caught in a few heavy rains, and the cold has entered your body. I'm afraid you will have a fever in the next few days. Please keep an eye on it. In addition... the matter of Lord Wen has caused too much shock to Your Majesty, so please keep an eye on it."

The judge of the Imperial Hospital was one of the people who faced the assassination attempt that day. He still remembered that Wen Hemian blocked an arrow for him. Later, he saw the bloodthirsty look of His Majesty and he still trembles with fear when he thinks about it.

He didn't dare to estimate how deep the relationship between teacher and student was, but it was at least deeper than everyone imagined. Such a blow would probably cause worry.

"Hey! We understand."

Lai Xi also sighed repeatedly, feeling so worried that he didn't know what to do.

He knew more of the inside story. If they were really teacher and student, it would be fine, but His Majesty had feelings for Lord Wen that went beyond teacher and student, and he lost him before he could get what he wanted. How could he ever get over this?

Xie Lang was listening in the tent, his mind slightly dazed.

The judge of the Imperial Medical Bureau was Wen Hemian, who was transferred here and was also the first imperial physician to treat him.

The only difference is that this time, that person won't rub his head with a gentle smile.

"Come on."

He called out, and Lai Xi quickly lifted the curtain and stuck his head out: "Your Majesty, please give me your orders."

Xie Lang sat up, now wearing only a shirt. After staying awake for many days, the flesh on his cheeks had lost weight, making him look a little thin. His dark eyes were lifeless and a little gloomy.

"Go and call Huo Ping over."

Lai Xi's heart trembled, and he hurried downstairs to call for help.

Huo Ping had anticipated this, and while taking a short nap he had instructed his men to check in advance. Now that he was summoned, he took the list and rushed to the palace without stopping.

Xie Lang slept for a whole day and a night. After waking up, he started to read the files again without even drinking a drop of water or rice. Lai Xi was so anxious that his mouth was almost covered with blisters. When he saw Huo Ping, he shook his head slightly, indicating that the situation was still not good.

Huo Ping presented the list to Xie Lang.

In fact, they are all pretty much the same.

Wen Hemian has a relatively good reputation in the court. On the civil officials' side, it is basically the censors who are causing trouble, and some are the remnants of the Ning Party who are buried deeper. The military generals have never participated in the struggle, and most of them are old parties and aristocratic families.

As early as the time of the previous emperor, when the eunuch party came to power, their power was greatly weakened. Later, they secretly supported Ning Hechu to come to power, which allowed them to survive in secret all these years.

After Xie Lang came to power, the first thing he did was to take action against them. They had already accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction, and Wen Hemian just bumped into this opportunity and became their vent.

Girls' admission to school violated many interests, and the impeachment by the censor almost formed a trend in the court. So some people secretly colluded with the remnants of the rebels, intending to kill Wen Hemian and give Xie Lang a warning, telling the emperor that they were not easy to bully.

In short, there are many people involved.

"I gave them the illusion that I was a gentleman as gentle as jade."

Xie Lang laughed softly, laughing at their naivety and arrogance: "Without the Grand Master here, I don't want to be that cowardly wise ruler!"

Huo Ping's eyelids twitched.

The next moment, the king said in a cold voice: "Take out the accumulated evidence and put them all in the imperial prison, with capital punishment."

When Wen Hemian was around, Xie Lang tried his best to control his temper, take slow steps, and proceed step by step. But now he doesn't need to be so cautious.

Damn it, this group of people caused a big mess every time they made a move.

Hearing the last two words, Huo Ping lit a row of candles for them in his heart, and at the same time he felt like he was letting out some bad air.

He was so arrogant that he ended up sending himself to death.

With the emperor's personal order, Huo Ping brought people to the door that night and arrested those people one by one.

The deserted imperial prison was suddenly overcrowded. The arrested people were shocked and angry, but no one listened to their cursing. Huo Ping wished he could be torn into eight pieces and was so busy that his head hurt.