The passers-by are vicious

At this time, Yuan Benchu ​​had completely lost his smiling look. The corners of his eyes and mouth drooped, and his entire face became sharp and cold.

He swung his sword with fierce movements, reaping the lives of the black-clad secret guards.

Yuan Xun, who was sitting in a high position, watched Yuan Benchu's actions with indifference, without any sense of urgency or worry.

"Qing Wang, you are keeping an army privately, and you are really good at hiding it."

The three armies outside seemed to be engaged in a fight.

In addition to the Jiang family and the Imperial Guards, there were also troops that suddenly emerged from Prince Qing's Palace.

Seeing this, the Jiang family army, which was originally surrounded, quickly joined forces with the army of Prince Qing's Mansion to counterattack and kill the Imperial Guards.

There were flashes of swords and blood splattered on the window frames outside the hall.

Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Yuan Benchu ​​was a capable ally.

Without Jiang Wanwan saying anything, Jiang Beichuan had already drawn his sword and was fighting with the imperial guards outside the palace.

The blood had already flowed down the threshold of the temple onto the floor.

The palace was also filled with blood.

"Your Majesty..." Eunuch Jiang Hai reminded in a low voice when he saw this.

Yuan Xun, who was sitting on the throne, moved his cold eyes slightly this time, and he pursed his thin lips and waved again.

Dozens of figures appeared and surrounded and killed Yuan Benchu.

Yuan Benchu ​​easily blocked the dagger that was stabbing at his chest and fought the man off with his sword.

He also withdrew, and with a smile, he said helplessly to Jiang Wanwan who was standing in the hall with a sword in hand: "It seems that our people are going to lose."

Jiang Wanwan glanced at him calmly, "Why don't you leave then?"

There was no fear or panic on her beautiful face.

"This isn't waiting for you."

Yuan Benchu ​​rubbed his nose, his handsome face helplessly alert to the secret guards around him.

Jiang Wanwan didn't look at him and replied calmly: "Then you don't have to wait. We in the Jiang family no longer have any other forces that you can use."

Yuan Benchu ​​knew that she had misunderstood and thought that he wanted to take her with him because he thought it would be profitable, so he explained, "I mean you go with me."

Jiang Wanwan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, her slender fingers turning white from pinching it, "I won't run away."

Yuan Benchu's smiling face paused.

Pretending to think she was joking, he continued to advise her as if nothing had happened: "Don't be stubborn. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Come with me."

But Jiang Wanwan was unmoved, and even wanted to rush to the gate to help her brother Jiang Beichuan.

Seeing that his group was dwindling in number, Yuan Benchu ​​anxiously grabbed Jiang Wanwan's delicate wrist.

Jiang Wanwan threw him away, "Bringing me along would be a burden, and I'm useless. Go on by yourself. I won't leave my brother alone."

After saying that, he walked to Jiang Beichuan with his sword in hand and blocked the sword light that was coming towards him.

"We Jiang family members want to die together even if we have to."

Upon seeing this, Yuan Benchu ​​stepped forward and killed the imperial guard for her, then grabbed her wrist and tried to take her away by force.

Jiang Beichuan waved his sword and shouted to Jiang Wanwan: "Sister, go with him."

Jiang Wanwan struggled to shake off Yuan Benchu's hand, but she didn't expect the man to be so strong that he held her tightly.

"I don't want to. Today was originally my idea. It was me who forced my brother to be with me."

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of him, Jiang Wanwan wanted to swing her sword to force Yuan Benchu ​​to let go.

Not wanting to be snatched away by Yuan Benchu ​​and thrown to the ground, he turned his head to look inside the hall and saw that the last secret guard he brought with him had fallen.

Without caring about anything else, he directly grabbed Jiang Wanwan by the waist and carried her up.

"let me go."

Yuan Benchu ​​turned a deaf ear to him and tiptoed past the still fighting army to stand on the top of the wall.

"Put her down."

Yuan Xun had already walked out of the hall with the help of the eunuch Jiang Hai. Although he still looked weak, his aura was still strong.

It looks like the poison has been completely removed.

"Put her down, or you won't be able to leave either."

Countless archers appeared from all directions, pointing their sharp arrows directly at Yuan Benchu ​​who was carrying Jiang Wanwan on the top of the wall.

But Yuan Benchu ​​was not afraid at all. He looked around, trying to find a way out.

Unfortunately, the palace road was filled with troops, all of them staring at Yuan Benchu ​​on the top of the wall, as if they would pounce on him if he made the slightest movement.

Yuan Benchu ​​hesitated. He didn't know whether he should rush out with Jiang Wanwan or let her go.

In fact, taking her away was Yuan Benchu's selfish desire.

He knew that even if Jiang Wanwan stayed, Yuan Xun would not be willing to hurt her.

But if he let her go, he would have to leave the capital immediately and return to his fiefdom.

Then it would be difficult for him to see Jiang Wanwan again.

But if he doesn't leave, Yuan Xun will probably not let him go.

After much thought, he still couldn't bear to see Jiang Wanwan flee and suffer with him, so he slowly let her go.

But before leaving, I couldn't help but ask her, "Do you want to go with me?"

It seemed that as long as Jiang Wanwan said she wanted to go with him, Yuan Benchu ​​would take her away even if he got injured and sacrificed his remaining power in Beijing.

Unfortunately, Jiang Wanwan rejected him without hesitation.

"You go alone."

Jiang Wanwan stood on the top of the wall, the phoenix pattern on her red skirt blown by the wind.

She looked at Jiang Beichuan, who had already thrown down his sword and surrendered. Her eyes were shining on her beautiful face, and she said without hesitation: "I want to be with my brother."

The reason why Jiang Beicheng threw away the sword was because he knew there was no chance of a coup today, and he didn't want to drag the rest of his brothers to die together.

As long as he surrendered, whether he was beheaded or committed suicide in the end, the soldiers who followed him would survive.

Yuan Benchu ​​sighed with a smile on his handsome face, "If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have been so impulsive today."

With complicated eyes, he took one last look at Jiang Wanwan, then turned and rushed out of the palace.

The archer subconsciously wanted to shoot immediately, but was stopped.

Yuan Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and ordered in a cold voice: "Don't hurt the queen."

They could only watch Yuan Benchu ​​disappear.

Jiang Wanwan was taken down from the top of the wall by the black-clad secret guards and allowed to be taken back to the palace by herself and her brother Jiang Beichuan.

Peace had returned to the hall, and the ministers and their wives had returned to their seats.

Concubine Yu carried the Second Prince back to sit down, and when she saw Jiang Wanwan being captured, she immediately stared at her with disgust.

"Let go, I am still the queen."

Jiang Wanwan shook off the eunuch who was trying to hold her shoulders, and spoke in a sharp tone without any sign of being a prisoner.

Concubine Yu immediately stood up and shouted angrily: "What qualifications do you have to call yourself the queen now? You are now the sinner Jiang."

"Shut up, when will it be your turn to question the queen?"

Yuan Xun was helped back to the throne by Jiang Hai. He put his hands on his legs and waved to let the Royal Guards release their suppression of Jiang Beichuan.

Concubine Yu gritted her teeth and bowed unwillingly towards Yuan Xun above her, her eyes full of grievance.

"Your Majesty, the wicked queen actually participated in the rebellion and poisoned you. Moreover, she not only wanted to kill the concubines but also wanted to kill the second prince. She is really unworthy of being the queen. Please depose this wicked woman from the position of queen."

Facing Concubine Yu's accusations, Jiang Wanwan calmly adjusted the phoenix crown on her head.

She tidied her hair, straightened her sleeves, and made sure that she was not at all messy before she stood beside her brother Jiang Beichuan with a graceful and charming look.

Jiang Wanwan had already prepared to die, but she still had a lot to say before that.

He had to express all the anger in his heart before he was willing to die.

Yuan Xun reached out and touched the gold-inlaid jade longevity locket that he had ordered someone to take off the second prince's neck. His fingertips ran over the ink patterns carved on the lock, and he said in a deep voice with a gloomy look: "The shallow and deep mountains and the high and low trees are a piece of Jiangnan ink painting." (Note: From a Song Dynasty poet. Excerpted from Baidu Encyclopedia)

He seemed to finally understand why Jiang Wanwan treated him like that.

Yuan Xun withdrew his hand with a gloomy look and ordered Jiang Hai to wrap up the longevity lock carefully.

"You're still blaming me."

There was no emotion about either treason or fighting. After hearing this poem, Jiang Beichuan's thick eyebrows drooped, his eyes turned red, and his handsome face was filled with sorrow.

"Nan Mo."

Jiang Wanwan's beautiful eyes turned slightly red, "So Your Majesty still remembers." She looked at the arrogant Yuan Xun with a sarcastic tone.

Yuan Xun clenched his hands slightly on his legs and said dryly: "Of course I won't forget."

Of course he remembered it, so he felt guilty towards the Jiang family.

I just don’t know why Jiang Wanwan has been holding a grudge against him because of this.

Jiang Wanwan didn't know whether she believed it or not. She said coldly with tears in her eyes: "My nephew died at such a young age. He died for your throne."

Yuan Xun's thin lips turned pale and he did not refute.

When the late emperor was critically ill, eight princes fought for the throne.

Yuan Xun naturally participated as well.

The Jiang family holds a small part of the military power in Beijing, so they will naturally help their son-in-law Yuan Xun to participate in the fight for the throne.

As a general, Jiang Beichuan led his troops and helped him hold back the other princes.

At that time, Jiang Nanmo was not yet five years old, but unfortunately he was captured by the eldest prince, who used him to threaten Yuan Xun.

It was a critical moment in the fight for the throne. Yuan Xun had already led his troops into the palace and was only one step away from entering the hall. How could he give up?

If he fails, not only will Yuan Xun die, but the entire Jiang family and the generals and court officials who follow him will be in danger.

Therefore, despite his reluctance, Yuan Xun still chose to move forward.

Upon seeing this, the eldest prince actually killed Jiang Nanmo, who was crying and calling his uncle in fear, in front of Yuan Xun.

The blood splattered on the gold and jade longevity locket he wore around his neck, which was specially made by Yuan Xun when he was born.

Afterwards, Prime Minister Jiang's hair turned white overnight and he retired and returned home.

Jiang Beichuan's wife fainted after hearing that her son had been murdered. She was depressed and sick after waking up, and passed away within two years.

Jiang Beichuan first lost his son, and then his beloved wife passed away, and he was filled with regret.

He should have stayed away from the court, but his sister was still in the palace as queen.

How could Jiang Beichuan let his sister face those wolves and tigers who were eyeing her position alone?

Yuan Xun appointed Jiang Beichuan as the Minister of War. In order to show his trust in the Jiang family and as compensation, he handed over the military power of the Qinglong Camp outside the city to him and changed it to the Jiang Family Army.

The emperor thought he was making compensation, but he didn't know that Jiang Nanmo was the last descendant of the Jiang family.

Jiang Beichuan never married or took a concubine, and the Jiang family had no descendants.

Yuan Xun's obsidian eyes were filled with sadness. After a long while, he explained to Jiang Wanwan: "I didn't think of killing Nan Mo at the time. He is also my nephew."

"I thought that if I pretended not to care about Nan Mo, my eldest brother would let the child go. I underestimated how ruthless he was."

Unfortunately, Jiang Wanwan didn't believe it at all. She no longer cared about the truth at that time.

I know that Yuan Xun was closely related to the death of my nephew and sister-in-law.

Being stared at with hatred by Jiang Wanwan, Yuan Xun felt as if his heart was pierced with pain.

"What will it take for you to believe me?"

Jiang Wanwan calmed down and smiled at Yuan Xun above her, "Come down."

Yuan Xun stood up from the throne without any hesitation. He waved away Jiang Hai who wanted to support him and slowly walked down the stairs.

Until he walked in front of Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan smiled softly with her red lips, "Your Majesty."

"Wanwan." Yuan Xun called out in a hoarse voice, his cold face softened. He opened his shoulders, his handsome face showing a hint of joy.

Jiang Wanwan did not answer, but threw herself into Yuan Xun's arms.

Jiang Hai, who was following behind Yuan Xun, immediately stepped forward vigilantly.

But Yuan Xun stopped him.

Jiang Wanwan threw herself into Yuan Xun's arms, and when he opened his mouth to ask, "Have you forgiven me?", she suddenly stabbed Yuan Xun's chest with the hairpin hidden in her sleeve, but she used the wrong force and only stabbed his shoulder.

Yuan Xun groaned in pain, but he held Jiang Wanwan's waist tightly in his arms.

Pursing her thin lips, she said in a low and humble voice: "Are you relieved? Please forgive me now."

But Jiang Wanwan bit her lip and thrust harder, as if she wanted to pierce into Yuan Xun's bones.

The blood stained the red robe and brocade clothes, turning them a dark color.

Jiang Hai finally realized something was wrong and immediately ordered the eunuch to pull the two people apart.

The imperial doctors who had not left immediately came over and tried to pull out the hairpin from Yuan Xun's shoulder, but were stopped by him.

Yuan Xun stared at Jiang Wanwan with his obsidian eyes, biting his thin lips and asked: "Wanwan, have you forgiven me?"

But Jiang Wanwan just laughed and pushed away the palace maids and eunuchs who wanted to restrain her. She seemed to want to pounce on them again, but was stopped by her personal maid Kexin.

Ke Xin originally thought that the Queen's rebellion had failed and that she, as her personal maid, would be beheaded, but His Majesty actually spared her.

Ke Xin saw love in the eyes of the heartless emperor.

She immediately had a strange premonition that His Majesty cared about his own queen and would not sentence her to death.

Since she could survive, Ke Xin didn't want the Queen to die, so she tried her best to hold Jiang Wanwan and prevent her from making any other moves.

Yuan Xun looked dimly at Jiang Wanwan, who was still looking at him with disgust, with his deep eyes, and felt as if he had lost all strength.

This time he did not stop him and let the imperial physician pull out the hairpin that was stuck in his shoulder.

The imperial physician carefully treated Yuan Xun's wound, but he secretly thought he was enlightened to see an emperor who allowed others to stab him.

I'm afraid Your Majesty does not truly love the Queen.

The Queen's rebellion was a special interest between the two of them.

The shoulder was applied with medicine and wrapped with gauze. After the wound was treated, Yuan Xun was helped to sit back on the throne.

Yuan Xun's thin lips were already slightly pale due to the poisoning, and now his handsome face began to turn pale.

Jiang Wanwan pulled out another phoenix hairpin and held it in her hand, trying to push away Ke'er who was trying to stop her.

Seeing this, Concubine Yu couldn't help but curse: "Mad man."

Jiang Wanwan laughed loudly, and tears seemed to come out of her eyes. "I am crazy, and it is all because of the Yuan family that I am crazy. Those who claim to be true and sincere are in the end heartless and disloyal."

She pointed at Yuan Xun's nose and cursed him, venting her dissatisfaction and resentment towards him.