Shengjing Conspiracy

In the middle of the night, there were still eunuchs and maids coming in and out of the dormitory, holding bowls of medicine in their hands. Shang Lanyun walked outside the dormitory and the guards stopped him.

"Excuse me, let me know that the abandoned prince Shang Lanyun is asking to see His Majesty." Shang Lanyun didn't feel embarrassed at all when he called himself the abandoned prince, as if it was just an ordinary title.

The bodyguard had seen some people in the emperor's bedroom all year round, and knew a thing or two about the abandoned prince in the cold palace. He didn't think about why this person was out of the cold palace, and subconsciously went in to report.

Shang Lanyun stood outside the hall with his hands in his hands. He looked coldly at the sleeping hall inside, his eyes were darker than this night, and he thought that the people inside were probably dying.

The guards quickly informed the old eunuch next to the emperor. When he heard Shang Lanyun's name, the old eunuch's face froze, and he asked the guards to bring him in.

The old eunuch walked into the room and said to Emperor Anping who was leaning on the bed: "Your Majesty, the deposed prince Shang Lanyun is here."

Emperor Anping was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of relief on his face, "It's still here."

"So the emperor is waiting for his nephew?"

The voice came from outside the hall, the tone was indifferent, and there was a hint of malice in it.

"Your Highness, please come in." The old eunuch winked at the eunuch who was still in the palace, and led the people out, leaving the bedroom to the uncle and nephew whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Shang Lanyun walked slowly towards the inner room of the dormitory, and his eyes glanced at the various decorations here. His father also lived in this place.

If there were no accidents back then, he should be the person living here now, but it doesn't matter, he will live in soon.

When his uncle on the bed dies, he will ascend the throne and take back his throne.

Emperor Anping raised his face with difficulty to look at Shang Lanyun who was walking to the bedside. The first thing he saw was the eyes of the other party who seemed to be looking at a dead person. The hatred in those eyes made his heart tremble.

"Lan Qing can't beat you." Emperor Anping said abruptly.

Originally, Shang Lanqing was Emperor Anping's favorite prince, and he was the most suitable to inherit the status in the future, but now it seems that Shang Lanqing is not as good as Shang Lanyun.

Shang Lanqing is also ruthless, but his ruthlessness is not enough. He has been carefully cultivated, a knife that has never been cut or seen blood.

But Shang Lanyun is different, there is hatred in his ruthlessness, and this knife is also poisoned, usually hidden in the scabbard without anyone knowing it, until the knife came out of its sheath one day.

"Shang Lanqing?" Shang Lanyun recalled what his subordinate said about the love affair with Donggong that night, and his eyes became more malicious. Does his uncle know that his son has become the slave of others?

Emperor Anping didn't notice that something was wrong with him, he seemed to be caught in some kind of fantasy, his decayed body moved towards Shang Lanyun stiffly, his dry and rough throat trembled and made a humble voice, "Shang Lanqing can't beat you, back then I left After leaving you, can you keep him too?"

"Keep me?" Shang Lanyun thought it was the funniest joke he had ever heard, "You left me in the cold palace, no matter whether you asked me, or even let the people in the palace grind me, you still Remember when I called you Uncle Huang!"

His respected uncle took his father's throne and let the servants in the palace grind him. He is not even better than a dog in the palace.

Shang Lanyun's hatred blew away Emperor Anping's last hope, and he smiled miserably, "Evil is rewarded with evil, and this is what you deserve."

"But I won't kill Shang Lanqing." Shang Lanyun bent down, looked into Emperor Anping's eyes, and said with a smile: "Shanyuan wants him, so I will give Shang Lanqing to Shanyuan, that's fine." Value for money."

"No! You can't do this!" Emperor Anping rushed forward to grab the opponent but was dodged, and the haggard emperor rolled off the bed directly.

The reason why he allowed Shang Lanqing to become a target to be attacked by hundreds of officials was that he wanted the other party to take this opportunity to escape from Shang Lanyun's control, but he didn't expect that Shang Lanyun would do such a thing as sending Shang Lanqing away.

The sound of Emperor Anping falling to the ground attracted the old eunuch who was guarding outside. He rushed in and howled when he saw Emperor Anping, and stared at Shang Lanyun angrily, as if he wanted to rush up and bite him Only flesh and blood is good.

Being supported by the old eunuch, Emperor Anping looked at Shang Lanyun as if begging, "He is also your younger brother, you might as well kill him if you do that."

"Uncle Huang, I used to wonder why you didn't just kill me." Shang Lanyun sneered and took half a step back, looking down at the other party contemptuously, "Do you regret it? Do you regret not killing me?"

Emperor Anping did not speak, and Shang Lanyun was not in the mood to wait for an answer, and said coldly, "Live well."

Throwing down this sentence of Shang Lanyun, he left the palace, Emperor Ping of Liu'an knelt on the ground, his face was ashen, and the old eunuch was still in tears.

The former owner is still aging, and the new owner can't bear to hide his minions, and the bloody storm seems to be in sight.

General's Mansion, in the courtyard.

Jian Jia handed Wen Youqing the little hydrangea that had just been repaired, and looked helplessly at the unusually fat chicken leg lying in the owner's arms, "Master, don't feed it, it's so fat that you can't see its figure."

Who still remembers that when Drumstick was in the border town, he was a lean raccoon slave who was slender and proficient in climbing walls and climbing trees.

"Is it that fat?" Wen Youqing stretched out his hand to scratch the three-tiered chin of the chicken leg, and squeezed the claws with a smile to watch, "The chicken leg is not fat at all, that's called strong."

"It's just that the master still thinks it is thin, and Xiaobai in the courtyard is unwilling to talk to him when he sees the chicken legs. The chicken legs are still begging for nothing and cling to others, but Xiaobai crushes and bites him for a long time." Jian Jia said mercilessly. Counting on the chicken legs, trying to use this method to persuade the chicken legs not to get fatter.

But is the chicken leg the usual raccoon slave? He lazily opened his eyelids and glanced at Jian Jia, turned over on Wen Youqing's lap, stretched comfortably, and rubbed against the other's stomach.

"Xiaobai from the courtyard?" Bai Lu next to him raised her eyebrows, and leaned forward to pinch the ear of the drumstick. "How did I remember that Xiaobai is a male?"

The corners of Jian Jia's eyes twitched, and she sneered, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Wen Youqing: "..."

Blame my "upper beam" for being crooked.

Master Wen, who was innocently shot, was sighing silently, when Jiang Nanxing walked in, holding a small white-haired and blue-eyed raccoon slave in his arms.

Before Jiang Nanxing could speak, Wen Youqing picked up Xiaobai's hind paw and looked at it, it was indeed male.

He stared at the yawning chicken leg with hatred for iron and steel, eating such a big guy for nothing, even such a little raccoon slave couldn't hold it down.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't tease my Xiaobai!" Jiang Nanxing threw Xiaobai on the chicken leg, and sat down opposite Wen Youqing, "When I came, I saw your man rushing out of the city, what happened? gone?"

Wen Youqing poured him a cup of tea, and said calmly: "Something went wrong in the border town, he went to rectify the army, and returned to the border town tomorrow."

"What?!" Jiang Nanxing looked at him in astonishment, "Can you stop talking about such a dangerous thing so lightly!"

"I can still say in a panic, it's useless if I panic, and if I panic, Brother Yun will definitely not worry." Wen Youqing shrugged, "What's wrong with you here?"

Only then did Jiang Nanxing remember the business, and hurriedly told Wen Youqing everything that Shanyuan asked Li Suwen to tell him yesterday, including Shanyuan's request of course.

After listening, the indifference on Wen Youqing's face disappeared completely, and her white jade-like fingers lightly tapped on the table, with a serious expression on her beautiful face, "It's not a problem to take him away, but we need to prepare in advance, Li Su asked." Are you ready?"

Jiang Nanxing nodded, and said again: "It's not like you to run away in such a desperate way."

"Ha - it's impossible not to run away. Shang Lanyun has been planning for many years, and it is not easy to run out. It is basically impossible to fight back." Wen Youqing paused, "Besides, he is the only one who can be the emperor now , If someone else goes up, they will be backlashed by Jiuli who is hiding in the dark, and it will be really difficult if it gets to that point."

"I don't understand these things." Jiang Nanxing held his forehead with a headache, "We can leave at any time, but you, are you going with us, or are you waiting here for Jing Yun to come back?"

When Jing Yun was mentioned, Wen Youqing's heart skipped a beat.

Yesterday, Shang Lanqing was placed under house arrest in the East Palace, and the forces in the palace were completely reshuffled. Today, Jing Yun received the news of the turmoil in the border town. It was too coincidental.

Wen Youqing is sure that if this matter is a trap, once Jing Yun leaves Beijing, Shang Lanyun will be the first to attack him.

But if it wasn't a trap to keep Jing Yun, it would be the people in the border town who would suffer if there was chaos in the border town.

Thinking of this, Wen Youqing couldn't help but click his tongue. Shang Lanyun made this move well. Knowing that Jing Yun was his great help, he cut off this path first, making it difficult for him to move forward.

"I have to stay here." Wen Youqing picked up Xiaobai on the ground and rubbed it twice, the feel was not the same as that of chicken legs, "Not to mention that the General's Mansion is still here, but it is Anguo Kilometer and Yunxiu Yunzhu , I can't go."

"That's right, it's really disturbing." Jiang Nanxing wiped his face bitterly.

The two were chatting, Jing Yun and Li Suwen walked in talking about something, and what they wanted to talk about should be about Shanyuan.

The two sat down, Wen Youqing poured water for Jing Yun, "Are you sure the news from the barracks is true?"

Jing Yun's expression was also rare and dignified, "At present, it seems to be true, with the border city army military amulet printed on it. If it is fake, it means that there are traitors in the border city army."

"Is it possible that it was a reprint?" Li Su asked.

"It's hard to say." Jing Yun's face was a little ugly. Whether it was turmoil or traitors from the border city army, it was not good news for him.

Wen Youqing held his hand, Jing Yun looked at him, turned his hand and interlocked his fingers, his face softened a little, "When I'm not in the capital, don't leave the general's mansion, I'll send someone to An Guogong's mansion." Stay here, don't worry."

"Yeah, I'll listen to you." Wen Youqing leaned on him, "If it's a trap, Shang Lanyun will definitely ambush you on the road you must pass, you should be careful."

"Okay." Jing Yun hugged him, his heart softened, and he couldn't help but sigh that he would one day not want to go to the battlefield. Is this the feeling of being at home? I really don't want to leave.

Li Suwen looked at their unwillingness to leave, her teeth ached, she took out two small bamboo tubes, "Tracking Gu, you two pretend it."

Of course Wen Youqing and Jing Yun knew what the trace-seeking Gu was useful for, so he quickly put it away for emergencies.

Troubled times are imminent, and we have to guard against them.