Sudden HE with the villain

The night is like a tide, swallowing the boundless world.

Qingping looked up at the thick clouds and said, "It will rain tonight."

When it rains, it leaves ruts.

"I've changed cars five times, so it should be in time." Mo Yan frowned even though he said this.

Qingping pulled out the dagger tied to his leg, "Stop the car."

She cut off the reins connecting the horse and the carriage, put the piano across the front, got on the horse, and said to Mo Yan: "Come up."

But Mo Yan didn't catch her outstretched hand, instead he jumped and sat behind her, "Your Excellency is not in good health, so I'll take charge of the horse."

"...you have to cherish yourself," Qingping frowned without knowing what to think, "I only hope you are well when I listen to the book."

Mo Yan paused, and responded in a low voice, with a smile in his eyes, desolation in his eyes, "I know, I naturally know."

Thunder suddenly struck, and the night rain torrentially.

Riding Juechen, passing the black hills.The turbulent river was rushing, shaking the gravel on the path.

"It's coming soon, it's only about ten miles away to reach the port."

Mo Yan had doubts in his heart for a long time, but he couldn't help it now, and asked softly: "Is all this arranged by adults?"

"It is."

Mo Yan was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Then... what about the death of listening to the book?"

Lightning flashed across the night sky, Qingping's face was gloomy and depressed.

She took a deep breath, opened her mouth, and said with difficulty: "I said I didn't know, would you believe me?"

Mo Yan raised his lips, his dark eyes seemed to contain a ball of flame, and his smile was like a bright summer flower, "It is our honor to die for righteousness."

Qingping suddenly felt something was wrong, "What do you want to do..."

Before she finished speaking, she only felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and then her eyes were darkened, and she lost consciousness immediately.

Mo Yan embraced her limp body, changed the clothes of the two of them, looked for a hiding place, covered her body with weeds and floating soil, took the dagger, and scratched several deep bone-deep slashes on his face. scars.

"My lord, Mo Yan has been with you for 22 years, only this time." She deliberately slowed down the speed of the horse, and when she heard the rumbling hooves behind her, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her feet clamped tightly on the horse's belly, like lightning. Like gallop forward.

"Xie Qingping, I advise you to catch him immediately!" Pei Xian shouted behind him.

Seeing that the man on horseback in front of him didn't even look back, he rode his horse and bent his bow, and shot three arrows at the galloping man.

The woman let out a muffled grunt, and leaned on the horse, blood smeared on her left shoulder.

She clenched the reins tightly, but there was a smile in her eyes—Master, I'm coming with you.

Pei Xian was overjoyed, and when he was about to catch up with her and capture her alive, he suddenly saw the horse's head turn, and the woman's royal horse galloped straight towards the rushing river.

"Damn!"

He hurriedly chased after it, but when he got to the edge of the cliff, he only saw turbulent waves hitting the shore and rolling stones splashing.

"Sir, this..."

Pei Xian spat, "Damn it, go search along the shore and see if you can find her body!" He knew that jumping into the river would be dangerous, but he still told him: "To live is to see people, and to die is to see corpses!"

Three days later, the guards found the woman's body dozens of miles downstream.The body was blocked by stones, but because it was soaked for several days and collided with reef branches while floating in the water, there were countless scars and it was difficult to distinguish the face.

Pei Xian pulled out the feathered arrow from the female corpse's shoulder, and the word "Longwu" was engraved on the arrow, "It's her."

This year's Luo'an is hotter than previous years, the sun is scorching hot, and there is already a bit of scorching heat.

The little emperor nestled in the shady palace, greedy for the coolness and refused to go to the morning court, Jia Jinzhong heard this, just smiled, and let her go too.

It was noon, and the palace people were so exhausted that they took a nap while standing.

A white-faced young eunuch came in with a food box and nodded to them, "Eunuch asked me to deliver a piece of iced cheese to His Majesty."

This person's name is Wang Xing, and he is the eunuch of the Li Supervisor, and he is very favored by Jia Jinzhong.

The little emperor sat blankly on the chair, in front of him was a cluster of freshly picked crimson flowers.

She was only wearing a light gauze dress, and her skin underneath was as white as snow, sitting there like a flawless jade statue.

"Your Majesty, my father-in-law knew that you didn't have lunch, so he specially asked the Imperial Dining Room to make iced cheese for you."

The little emperor's eyelashes trembled, and there was no expression on his beautiful face, he just asked lightly: "Master Zuo, is there any news?"

Wang Xing opened the food box, brought the bowl of milky white cheese that was still steaming in front of the emperor, and replied in a very low voice: "I got news about Pei Xian today, it seems that I found the body. "

Gu Xiyue bit her lips tightly, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She was originally born weak and beautiful, but now her eyebrows are drooping, her shoulders are trembling, and she is becoming more and more pitiful.Even though Wang Xing had been an eunuch for many years, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he saw this scene. The little emperor was indeed as beautiful as a pearl, and he had a very deceptive face - no wonder he lived in the palace for so many years.

"That's not her, is it?" Gu Xiyue asked softly.

Wang Xing looked up and saw that her lower lip had been bitten open, a trace of blood flowed down her snow-white chin and dripped onto the bright red petals.

He was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head, "Please take care of your body, Your Majesty."

Gu Xiyue looked down at the red flowers on the desk, smiled idiotically, and said with an extremely sad expression, "She won't die."

"Your Majesty," Wang Xing looked at her so sad, he was a little puzzled, "You and Prime Minister Zuo, aren't you acting on the occasion? Once she died, we just carried out the original plan. Anyway, shouldn't she have died two months ago?"

"Two months ago?" Gu Xiyue lowered her head and fiddled with the fiery red flowers on the table, her eyes revealing a moment of thought, "That day, this kind of flower suddenly grew at the foot of the statue, like blood. Hua. I sneaked out of the palace and climbed up the wall of her house."

"Ah, you actually..." Wang Xing knew that the little emperor seemed ignorant and naive, but actually had a deep scheming mind, unlike a young man, so he wondered why she would make such a move.

Gu Xiyue pulled the corners of her lips, "I don't know why, I just wanted to do that. I climbed up the wall and ran into her. When she saw me, she opened her hand and asked me to jump down. She would catch it." I."

"Her eyes are very bright and clear. When I saw those eyes, I forgot everything, jumped down in a daze, and gave her the flowers."

"Jiang Zhongzi, Jiang Zhongzi," Gu Xiyue said with a chuckle as he read, "Jiang Zhongzi, I never crossed my wall...I don't regret that Zhongzi crossed my wall. How could I not hear it?"

Wang Xing was confused when he heard it, and he speculated about the holy meaning with some anxiety, "Have you fallen in love with Prime Minister Zuo?"

"Like it?" Gu Xiyue caressed the soft petals under her hand, "I used to think that the teacher was so beautiful and capable, but unfortunately her temper was too cold and hard, just like her father, which was hard to control and would definitely become my favorite. A stumbling block on the road, but sometimes I can't help but think, if only she was gentler to me, it would be great."

"Maybe it's been too long, even I don't understand... I just think that the two months with her are really happy, which is better than the ten years we used to face each other day by day."

If you don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns. If you see each other once, you will be insane.

This may be just the heartbeat in the eyes of ordinary people, but for the emperor, it is still too light to say that he likes it.

On the way to take office, the censor encountered bandits, and the news of his unfortunate death soon spread to Luo'an.

When the little emperor heard about this, he fainted, and then became seriously ill, and he stopped working for a few days, and Jia Jinzhong took care of all the affairs of the government.

And Lu Jian, who soon became Minister of the Ministry of War, will marry Jia Jinzhong's daughter, and become a rookie dignitary who is popular in Luo'an city and everyone fawns over him.

The world of Luo'an has changed, but Jiangsu and Zhejiang are still prosperous and peaceful as usual.

Zhang Jinglue, governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, was squatting on the ground, watching a precious orchid just sent by a Zhejiang businessman.The orchid stands gracefully, with graceful flowers and leaves, standing still like a jade man.

He was watching intently, when he suddenly heard someone behind him say, "Isn't this a pot of leeks?"

Zhang Jinglue's face darkened immediately, he turned his head and scolded: "Do you know how much money it costs..."

His voice stopped abruptly, as if his throat was choked, his face flushed red.

The person who came here doesn't need a white face, he is Xu Changfu, the prison supervisor.

Zhang Jinglue hurriedly nodded and bowed, flatteringly said: "Elder-in-law is right, this is a pot of leeks!"

Xu Changfu laughed, "What is the governor doing?"

Zhang Jinglue blushed a little, "Isn't that lady about to get married? I was just about to send something over there."

Xu Changfu glanced at the orchid, and said mockingly: "My lord wanted to give a pot of leeks?"

Zhang Jinglue was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands, "Don't scare me, father-in-law, I don't dare to be disrespectful to that person. But I still hope father-in-law give some advice."

"That lord is the one who doesn't like to be imaginary, so if you want to give it, you can give it something real." Xu Changfu said in a cold tone, "And, send orchid? What do you think? Do you want to make your lord uncomfortable?"

Zhang Jinglue suddenly remembered something, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, he hurriedly cupped his hands at Xu Changfu, "Thank you, father-in-law, for your guidance."

Ten years ago, the young number one scholar rode his horse through the streets, and became famous in the capital, known as the "Orchid of Governing the World".

While the two were chatting, the young servant came in and sent a message, saying that the Dusi invited the two adults to the house as guests.

Zhang Jinglue was startled, "When will he, Jiang Haiping, hold banquets?"

Xu Changfu sneered, disapproving, "I must have taken the opportunity to please that guy, shit in his pants, do you think others can't see it?"

Zhang Jinglue's face turned red and pale for a while, before he sighed and said, "Elder-in-law, when you first came here, you didn't know that Jiang Haiping...is a bit different."

Xu Changfu soon knew that Jiang Haiping was different.

Although Jiang's mansion is large, it is very empty. Other mansions have green grass ponds, singing birds and fragrant flowers, but his place is better. The huge area has been opened up as a martial arts arena.

"Is this man a fool?"

Zhang Jinglue laughed dryly, "He's just a muscle."

There was a curling sound of a piano.

The sound of the zither was sonorous, and there was a faint intention of killing. Zhang Jinglue seemed to have appeared in front of Zhang Jinglue's eyes with armed iron horses, and the blood stained the yellow sand.He felt a huge shock in his heart, and couldn't help but praise—"Good!"

Xu Changfu glanced at him as if he was insane, rolled up his sleeves, and sneered, "I really don't understand you bunch of posturing literati."

Zhang Jinglue ignored him, instead, he quickened his pace and walked towards the sound of the piano.

The person playing the piano sat cross-legged with his back to them.

Through a layer of white gauze, Zhang Jing couldn't see the details of the inner room clearly, he just stared at the thin and slender figure, and the thought of meeting a bosom friend in his heart turned into an unspeakable pity.He wanted to walk in through the curtain, but he was afraid of an abrupt beauty.

The beauty seemed to be in extremely poor health, coughing lightly while playing the piano, and coughing became more and more frequent, and even the sound of the piano became weak.

Zhang Jing slightly took pity on the beauty, and said distressedly: "Miss, you are fine."

The man was silent for a long time, then suddenly chuckled.

Her laughter was also as clear as ice, like rings striking each other, pearls clasping a plate.

She stood up and straightened her robe, turned around, and said to Zhang Jinglue: "Master Zhang, long time no see."

The beautiful woman is dressed in plain white clothes, with a clear and beautiful face, her long hair is not tied down on her side, and the hibiscus comes out of the clear water, which is naturally uncarved.

But Zhang Jinglue was so frightened that his legs trembled and turned into a sieve, "Thank... Xie Qingping..."

"It turns out that you traitor is not dead! I happened to bump into you." Seeing Jiang Haiping walking out slowly in heavy armor, Xu Changfu couldn't help being a little frightened, and shouted, "Why, you two still want to plot rebellion?"

"Treason?" Qingping recalled the first world, and felt a little funny in his heart. It is impossible to rebel. Who made the little emperor that person?

She motioned to Jiang Haiping, "Du Si, let's do it."

With a wave of Jiang Haiping's hand, the soldiers who had already ambushed rushed out and surrounded the two of them.

"You... you really want to rebel!"

Qingping sneered, "I've heard the word treason many times."

Xu Changfu's face turned ashen, "I am higher than your official position, you have no right to deal with me!"

Qingping bent down and took out a Zhanzhan sword from the piano, "Then can it do it?"

Xu Changfu didn't know this thing, but Zhang Jinglue was a member of one party after all, so he recognized it immediately, "Shang Fang's sword!"

Qingping drew his sword out of its sheath, the cold light was cold, and the air-conditioning condensed into white light.

She said: "Yes, it is Shang Fang's sword."

That day in the imperial garden, when she touched the strings of the qin, she knew that there was a foreign object hidden in the body of the qin. She suspected that the little emperor was secretly probing, so she took her hand and wrote three characters on it.

She said "Jiang Zhongzi" and wrote "Jiang Haiping".

Later, the little emperor often asked her to play the piano and enjoy the flowers. When they were excited, they would lightly stroke each other's palms with their fingertips while talking affectionately.

Jia Jinzhong was illiterate, and always thought that the little emperor was a child who hadn't grown up, so he just thought it was a slightly ambiguous game between women.

How did he know that between the two women talking and laughing at Yan Yan, right under his nose, they had already discussed how to deal with him.

It's just that a plan is a plan after all, and Duan Xun's death was an accident.

In the original plan, Duan Xun would not die, and Mo Yan didn't need to accompany him.

Qingping flicked lightly, and the sword buzzed.

The cold light imprinted on her eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of chill to her already cold face.

"Shangfang's sword, beheading the faint king at the top, beheading the courtiers at the bottom, killing you, is it enough?"