The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Xiao Lian's brother just reached out and pulled her arm hard. He was obviously a rough man and would not have made such a polite gesture.

The only possibility is...

Under the red veil, Jiang Wantang's eyelashes trembled and she looked up at the man beside her.

The other party also lowered his eyes and looked over. A low and hoarse voice came from above his ear. He said, "Don't be afraid, it's me..."

The familiar cold voice was undoubtedly Xie Zhiyan's.

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment, then gently placed her hand on Xie Zhiyan's arm and asked in a low voice, "Where's Xiao Lian?"

Xie Zhiyan said calmly, "Don't worry, someone has already taken her down the mountain."

Just like that, Xie Zhiyan led Jiang Wantang, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and the two of them walked at the end of the team.

The darkness around was as thick as ink. The light of the torch seemed so weak in the face of this endless darkness that it could only illuminate a small area in front of the eyes.

The further they went into the mountains, the more rugged and difficult the road became. There were many stones and tree roots hidden under the fallen leaves. Although everyone took every step carefully, people still tripped and cried out from time to time.

Only Jiang Wantang's small hand was lightly placed on Xie Zhiyan's arm, but under his guidance, she walked very steadily.

The further we went in, the thicker the fog became, filling every corner and blurring the outlines of trees and rocks. It was like an impenetrable white wall, swallowing up everything around it.

The mist carried a pungent, cold, and damp air. Every breath felt like inhaling countless icy needles, piercing my lungs, and the chill quickly spread throughout my body...

The sounds in the mountains and forests also became more eerie and terrifying. The wind was howling, and the sound it made when passing through the woods was no longer a simple rustling, but a shrill scream similar to the howling of evil spirits.

The sound echoed back and forth in the valley, like countless wronged souls crying miserably, causing a sting in the eardrums and making the soul tremble.

Occasionally, a branch would break in the strong wind, and the crisp "crackling" sound would suddenly ring out in the silent night...

As they went deeper, the temperature around them became lower and lower, and the ground beneath their feet seemed to become more treacherous. From time to time, there was a soft touch, as if something was stirring under the soil, ready to break out and grab people's ankles and drag them into the endless abyss.

The strange and terrifying aura kept pulling at everyone's tense nerves. A group of people walked into the mountains, trembling with their legs shaking.

Xie Zhiyan and Jiang Wantang remained calm and composed. Xie Zhiyan's dark and deep pupils surveyed the surrounding environment.

When the group arrived at the location designated by the "Mountain God", the men left the brides behind and quickly ran down the mountain.

Xie Zhiyan placed several bottles and jars in Jiang Wantang's hands. His low, hoarse voice whispered in her ears, carrying a tone of admonition: "These are some medicines for detoxification. Keep them safe."

"I'm just around here, so be careful."

“Don’t be impulsive…”

Jiang Wantang nodded. Xie Zhiyan looked at her, hesitated, and finally turned and left...

The sound of the wind in the forest, like the howling of evil spirits, became more and more violent, as if it was going to uproot the forest.

After the men left, the brides who were brought up were all trembling with fear. The darkness around them seemed like countless pairs of eyes were spying on them.

Not long after, Jiang Wantang heard the sound of the brides around her falling to the ground one after another. Perhaps it was because she had taken the antidote pills given by Xie Zhiyan in advance, so her reaction was slower and lighter than theirs.

Although Jiang Wantang felt uncomfortable, she was not to the point of fainting. Seeing them fall down, she fell down with them.

Gradually, the dizziness became more pronounced. In a daze, Jiang Wantang felt someone approaching, lifting them up and walking deeper into the forest...

Jiang Wantang closed her eyes: Yunshang, don’t be afraid, sister is here.

........

At that time, on the other side, the seriously injured Ji Wuyuan had just rushed back to the small courtyard in the suburbs, but found that the house was empty and there was no sign of Jiang Wantang.

Seeing his face gradually darkening, the leader of the secret guards Fei Yu had no choice but to step forward trembling with fear and kneel on one knee.

"His Majesty..."

Ji Wuyuan sat at the table, Feiyu kneeling in front of him, with a cold and frightening face, and a tone of obvious impatience: "Where is she?"

Fei Yu's heart trembled, he swallowed his saliva, steadied his voice, and said: "The Queen...she went to Wuming Mountain..."

A few days ago, Ji Wuyuan asked his secret guards to investigate the nearby mountains. The results showed that there was nothing unusual in other mountains, but the strangest one was the deep forest of Wuming Mountain.

All the secret guards sent out were killed in this mountain.

Today, Ji Wuyuan took the risk of traveling outside for a day, and there was some progress in finding out the whereabouts of the weapons seized that day. They were indeed sent to the Nanyue Kingdom.

Ji Wuyuan ordered his men to replace all the weapons on the way to Nanyue Kingdom with the worst defective products.

The Nanyue Kingdom has been making frequent moves recently, as if they were planning something, so Ji Wuyuan went there to investigate in person.

After a day of hard work, Ji Wuyuan, whose old illness relapsed, rushed back without stopping, just to see Jiang Wantang earlier and spend more time with her.

But when he came back, he heard the news that Jiang Wantang had gone to Wuming Mountain. He was shocked and angry, and he stood up in anger.

Perhaps it was because of anger and the recurrence of internal injuries that Ji Wuyuan suddenly covered his chest and actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood splattered onto the white rice paper on the table, blooming into shocking red plum blossoms.

"His Majesty!"

Fei Yu was so frightened that he took a few steps forward, but was frightened by Ji Wuyuan's cold eyes and dared not move forward, so he could only order someone to call the imperial physician.

He clasped his palms against the edge of the table, and beads of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

At this time, a secret guard came outside to ask for a meeting, saying that there were new results from the investigation of the imperial concubine's time in Changzhou.

Ji Wuyuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Bring it here."

The secret guard said that during the time that the imperial concubine was in Changzhou, someone deliberately concealed her whereabouts, so there was nothing unusual after several secret checks.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the contents of the letter. Then, the corners of his eyes turned redder and darker, a terrifying scarlet.

His face was cold and pale, and his expression was frighteningly ugly. He tried hard to suppress the earth-shaking pain in his heart.

Ji Wuyuan took a deep breath, his tone cold to the bone, and spoke word by word: "My beloved concubine, you really underestimated her..."

"She's really very good!"

Fei Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled. The tone of His Majesty's voice did not sound like he was in good health.

It seems more like... he wants to kill someone.