Eastward Flow

The setting sun hangs on the branches, reflecting the palace walls red.Xuan Jingchen's car drove into the long palace corridor and stopped in front of the Nangong gate.She did not return to Zhaohui Palace, the first thing she went to see when she returned to the deep palace was the special prisoner who was taken to the underground prison of Nangong.

This person is exactly the hope that the assassination bell left the curtain that night.When Zhong Lishuo asked about the assassin last night, Xuan Jingchen just told her that it was the work of the dead man and pushed the matter to Zhongli Cheng.In fact, before learning the truth, Xuan Jingchen thought it was Zhong Licheng's handwriting.

But when he learned what Nian Wang had done, and when the other party sent a letter last night to see Zhong Lisuo, Xuan Jingchen had to pay 12 points of attention.What's more, Si Ming, who supervised Tiansi last night, said that Nian Wang first went to see Zhong Licheng last night, and after inducing Lian Lizhi on his body, he went to assassinate Zhong Limu.

Both of them are poisonous, and if there is no antidote, both of them will die.Zhong Licheng is a man whose life is not long, but Nian Wang still did it himself.Especially after Zhonglicheng woke up, and revealed that Nianwang had assisted the king of Zhongzhou in Zhongzhou for many years, Xuan Jingchen knew that Nianwang had grievances and entanglements with Zhongli's royal family.

Therefore, when he mentioned Zhong Lisuo, Xuan Jingchen raised his heart.

In the dark prison below, Nian Wang, who was wearing a white robe, was put on a torture rack that separated the five elements.The brilliance of the setting sun leaked from a gap in one corner, mixed with the dim lights in the room, illuminating Nian Wangang's already completely white hair.

Xuan Jingchen walked a foot away from him, pushed back the guards, and looked at Nian Wang, who was nailed to the rack and was still standing tall.

Nianwang raised his eyes, looked at the place where Xuan Jingchen was standing, and called out uncertainly, "Your Highness?"

"She won't see you, Mr. Nian Wang." Xuan Jingchen looked at Nian Wang with a haggard face and blurred senses, with sharp eyes, "I have always been curious about Mr. Nian Wang's true identity."

"Zhonglicheng said that you have assisted the king of Zhongzhou for many years and participated in the rebellion of the kings. Obviously you should be a member of the king of Zhongzhou. But according to your exposure of Zhongzhou's rebellion to me, and the assassination of Zhonglicheng and King Yunzhong last night, you It should be a blood feud with Zhongli's royal family, but is that so?"

She asked sharply, bowed her head, and listened carefully for a while, before she could discern what she meant, and said, "The emperor is suspicious, it is really difficult to win your trust, but I didn't intend to Let you believe me. All I did was to hand over the rebellion to you and kill those two people."

"You're very smart. It's great for Your Highness to have a queen like you." Nian Wang smiled, his eyes darkened, and said, "As for your identity, I've said it before, I'm the God of the River. I The blood feud with Zhongli's royal family is actually my lord's blood feud with him."

"People in the Taiyi Sect are all practicing the creed that scholars die for their confidantes, and so am I. Everything I have done is to avenge Young Master Yang Wang."

His face had already started to age, his hair was snow-white, and when he said these words, there was a sense of desolation.

Xuan Jingchen frowned, looked at him and said, "Even if you turn your back on the king and your faith, do you still want to carry out your creed?"

"Why have I ever betrayed my king and my faith?" Nian Wang frowned, and retorted displeasedly, "I became the River God not for the emperor, but to protect Young Master Yang Wang. You probably don't know, Mr. Feng and The river god is not something only the emperor can command. The emperor and queen are one, and both the husband and the queen can command two envoys just like the emperor."

"I am, for Young Master Yang Wang."

Xuan Jingchen said: "If you are for Mrs. Yang, then you should know that it was the Yang family who had a rebellious heart and poisoned the emperor back then, so the Emperor Assassin took the initiative to clean up the whole family of Yang's family. And Mrs. Yang had no face to face his wife and daughter, so he hanged himself Died. All of this is the Yang family's own fault, and Mr. Yang Wang is troubled, why do you keep saying that you want revenge?"

Nian Wang was stunned, as if he had been offended for a moment, and said with a ferocious face: "What hanged yourself! It was clearly the one killed by Zhong Lichen! She led the slaughter of the Yang family! She did it for Zhong Liyan, and everything was for Zhong Liyan. For the sake of Zhong Liyan, and for the two sisters to be together, I killed everyone who got in the way."

He will never forget that on that war-lit night, he saw the bright sword drawn out from Yang Wang's body, and Yang Wang staggered and fell to the ground, looking at Zhong Lichen's back as he turned and left, muttering He asked, "Is this considered atonement?"

His body was covered in bloody sword marks, lying on the ground like a blood man.Zhong Lichen's eyes were full of indifference, and he threw away the long sword in his hand.There was a clanging sound, as if poking Nian Wangang's heart, and Zhong Lichen said coldly, "Yan'er doesn't hate you, but Gu hates you so much. What you have suffered today is what you deserve." Yes. Gu will tell Yan'er that you hanged yourself."

After she finished speaking, Da Si Ming Ren, who was waiting at the side, waved his hand, wiped away the sword marks on Yang Wang's body, and left behind Zhong Lichen without looking back.

Nian Wang thought, he would not have died in the first place, all because of Zhong Lichen's sword.

That sharp sword cut off the Yang family, cut off Young Master Yang Wang's pride, and buried his faith.

"There is an injustice and a debtor, blood for blood, tooth for tooth! Zhong Lichen wiped out the Yang family, and I will take the state of Chu as your son's funeral, why not?"

He has a ferocious face, and his tone has a bit of paranoid madness, and he said hoarsely at Xuan Jingchen: "The Yang family has more than 700 people, and the total number of people in the Chu Guozhongli royal family does not exceed 500, which is not enough. Woolen cloth!"

"So you just use the common people and the country?" Xuan Jingchen scolded, and said sharply, "You are such a disgusting lunatic, Nianwang. If Mrs. Yang knew that you destroyed a beautiful country after his death, I don't know how you will face him."

Yang Wang was stunned, and smiled for a moment: "I won't see him. A person like me can't even go to Guixu. But what does it matter? Chu is gone, Zhong Licheng is dying, and Zhong Limu is going to die too." I'm dying, and everything is going to pass..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xuan Jingchen, and said, "I have done everything I think I should do, and I have no regrets in my life."

Xuan Jingchen looked at him with pity, "Poor..."

She knew everything she wanted, vaguely understood Nianwang's plan, and said coldly: "However, no one will know that you have done all this. Your Highness will not come to see you, and I will not let you see her. Because you are not worthy!"

Because you ruined the state of Chu, ruined everything she had hoped for, and her loneliness in her youth was all caused by you, such a person, Xuan Jingchen would not let her appear in front of Zhong Lisuo.

Xuan Jingchen glanced at him and said, "Your plan is very good, but Zhongli Cheng will be the one to bear all of this. Moreover, I have already found a way to rescue the blood cicada Gu that you gave Zhongli under the curtain. If your Revenge is to kill Zhong Lijia, then you are doomed not to succeed."

Nianwang's complexion changed drastically, he looked in Xuan Jingchen's direction, trying to break free, "Impossible, impossible!"

Xuan Jingchen shook his head, "No one knows what you did to Chu, and those who hid in a dark corner from the beginning will not leave their names in the history books. Don't you want revenge? Bear the humiliation for the Lord? Don't worry, I won't let the world know this story."

Nian Wang is the military adviser going north, so let him die in Yuanzhou as a military adviser.

It should be the beginning of the Qing Dynasty and the declaration of war with Subei.

Xuan Jingchen turned around, turned his back on Nian Wang in the dark corner, and walked up the stairs step by step.She walked through the dark prison, facing the bright sunset, and walked outside.

In the cell, Nian Wang was roaring mournfully.

Outside the cell, Xuan Jingchen glanced at Chief Commander Xiang Sinian who was waiting at the side, and said, "Go back and predict a good day for me, so that Lanzhou's army can move out."

Going north, you should be completely honest.

Da Si Ming Cheng Nuo, who understood what she meant, followed her and returned to the palace in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At night, after Zhong Lisuo had dinner, he sat down with his family, coughed a few times, and said: "Father, mother, my son wants to marry His Majesty, what do you think?"

Zhenbeihou didn't have any surprises, watching Zhong Lisuo reached out and patted her thin shoulder at this moment, and said, "You have grown up."

Zhong Lisuo smiled and looked at his mother with burning eyes.Mrs. Lezheng was confused, she looked at her husband, then at her daughter, and at Le Zhengying, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Su'er...why did you suddenly..."

Zhong Lisuo smiled shyly, Le Zhengying beside him sighed, and said, "What can I do, Your Majesty has taken a fancy to Ah Su, and Ah Su also likes her, so we are going to get married."

It's just a little thing that you like and I like.

Zhong Lisuo looked at elder sister, who also glanced at her, reached out and touched her head, and said, "Don't worry, elder sister will beg for you."

The three of them told Mrs. Lezheng about the Xishan matter, and Mrs. Lezheng who finally understood said: "Then I have to prepare a dowry for Ah Su."

They all knew that for a person like the empress, as long as they met their eyes, they would definitely agree.Although Le Zhengsu looks younger, but at 17, he can still get married.

Zhong Lisuo watched them lively discussing how to ask others for advice on preparing for the wedding, and felt his chest was full and warm.

After a while, Le Zhengying pushed her and said to her mother, "Mother, Ah Su has to go to the palace to change his wound medicine tonight, and he has to leave later."

Mrs. Le Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhong Lisuo without knowing why, and asked softly: "Su, can't you stay at home?"

Just as he was talking, Zhenbei Hou chuckled and said, "Young man, you are so sticky."

As soon as the words fell, a servant informed the palace to pick him up.Zhong Lisuo got up and bid farewell to his parents.Le Zhengying sent her to the door, and saw a tall carriage standing under the dim street lights.Le Zhengying pulled her to give orders, and someone got out of the car.

In the dark night, Xuan Jingchen stood in front of the two sisters wearing a thin primrose-colored gauze, and called out, "Lord Lezheng."

Le Zhengying never thought that Xuan Jingchen would come to pick him up in person, and after a moment of surprise, he hurriedly saluted.Xuan Jingchen nodded, looked at Le Zhengying holding Zhong Lisuo's hand, and said, "Young Master Ling, can you go with me?"

Zhong Lisuo looked at his gentle side face, with smiles on the brows and eyes, Le Zhengying looked at his sister's idiot, sighed in his heart, let go of Zhong Lisuo's hand, and said to Xuan Jingchen, "Then trouble." Your Majesty."

Please... take good care of her.

Le Zhengying's eyes were clear, with a little worry.Xuan Jingchen took Zhong Lisuo by the opportunity, nodded and said: "Then I will go back."

Zhong Lisuo followed her, turned to the elder sister and said, "Sister, see you later."

Le Zhengying stood on the spot, bowed towards Xuan Jingchen's back, and sighed as he looked at the carriage driving into the darkness.