Chapter 321 Mu Jingyan protects Chaoyang with his life
Sweat dripped down his body, and Chaoyang could hear his own heartbeat clearly.
She really wanted to go out and see who this person who had been taking care of Mu Jingyan was.
What kind of deep hatred does he have with Mu Jingyan to do such a thing to Mu Jingyan?
I don't want him to die, but I don't want him to live either.
"Mu Jingyan, are you willing to let the child you protect with your life go to hell?" The man asked with a smile, touched Mu Jingyan's cheek with his finger, looked at the bed meaningfully, stood up and left.
The secret room became quiet, but Chaoyang showed no intention of coming out from under the bed.
Xingyi looked at Chaoyang nervously, his cheeks a little moist.
He knew that these were the tears of the rising sun.
"Don't cry..." Xingyi subconsciously raised his hand, his heartbeat a little heavier.
Chaoyang slapped Xingyi's hand away and crawled out from under the bed. "Let's go..."
She can't take Mu Jingyan away now.
When she finds the antidote, she will definitely come to save him.
"Wait for me... to come back and rescue you." Chaoyang's cold fingers gently touched the back of Mu Jingyan's hand.
Mu Jingyan's fingers moved slightly, but then there was no response.
Chaoyang looked at Mu Jingyan in shock, was he...conscious?
He raised his hand to cover his mouth, tears welling up again.
If he was conscious, it would be really cruel to him to lie like this for so many years.
"Chao'er, let's go first." Xingyi glanced around nervously. Something was wrong. The man hadn't gone far and the scent was still there.
Chaoyang glanced at Mu Jingyan again, turned around and left quickly.
She will definitely find the antidote to the poison in his body.
As soon as Chaoyang and Xingyi left, in the corner of the secret room, the person leaning against the wall raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Master, he's gone."
The secret guard spoke softly.
"Yeah." The man took off his mask, and the coldness in his eyes was extremely strong.
How could the majestic poppy chief helm just come in just as they said he would?
If you didn't let them in on purpose...
"Everything went according to plan."
…
Western Region, outside the Pass.
Chaoyang is silent all the way, and the air pressure condenses.
Xingyi didn't ask anything and followed Chaoyang quietly.
"We are going to the organization's chief helm?" Lema stopped and Chaoyang glanced at Xingyi.
Xingyi nodded. "Yes."
"They didn't even notice that we entered?" Chaoyang frowned.
If the Poppies were really an organization that could compete with Anmei Tower, would they let them in so easily?
"If we had gone to Dark Charm Tower today, our head would have been in a different place by now." Chaoyang slowly tightened his fingers and looked back thoughtfully.
Xingyi took a breath of cold air. "What do you mean..."
"Someone deliberately let us in and let me see Mu Jingyan..."
Chaoyang reached out and grabbed Xingyi's collar. "Perhaps, someone deliberately made me doubt that my mother is not dead yet."
Xingyi's face turned pale and he raised his hands. "You don't believe me."
"If I really didn't believe you, you would be dead by now, Lord Wizard."
Chaoyang sneered, let go of his horse and hurried on.
Of course she doesn't trust Xingyi, she doesn't trust anyone.
But she wanted to see what the purpose of Xingyi staying by her side was.
And why did the people in the organization deliberately let her see Mu Jingyan, and what was their purpose?
Xingyi shuddered, Chaoyang... is indeed too smart.
Looking back with a smile, Xingyi also rode up to chase the rising sun.
When the chess piece in your hand suddenly starts to disobey, the chess player will be very upset.
"Chao'er, find a place to hide, it's going to rain."
The rising sun ignores the shifting stars. The sunshine is so good that I am not afraid of rain.
"Don't go through the back mountain, it will be very dangerous." Xingyi grabbed Chaoyang, glanced at the sky, and dragged him into the inn.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered the inn, it started to rain, like a flood from the Milky Way, pouring down.
"Boom!" With a sound, the hillside slid down, and the mudslide buried all the farmland below the mountain.
Chaoyang looked at the gloomy sky in astonishment, then raised his head and glanced at Xingyi. "Witch tribe, can you predict rain?"
"The Wu tribe is born with five senses that are different from ordinary people. They understand the weather and the favorable terrain, and they can take advantage of the east wind." Xingyi looked happy, as if he was introducing his own advantages, asking Chaoyang to keep him by his side.
Chaoyang sneered. If Xingyi had a tail at this moment, it must have started wagging.
"Then tell me when the sky will thunder and kill the person I want to kill." Chaoyang folded his arms and leaned against the door frame.
"Whoever you want to kill, I will trigger the thunder." Xingyi said seriously.
"Can I kill you?" As soon as Chaoyang finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck the tree trunk outside the inn.
…
Chaoyang's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to speak nonsense.
It is rumored that the witch clan can talk to the sky. Is it true?
Sure enough, you can not believe it, but you can’t help but be in awe.
Xingyi Nin smiled and looked at the jujube tree that was struck to death. "The jujube tree that was struck by lightning was used to ward off evil spirits and was made into a wooden hairpin."
Chaoyang subconsciously raised his hand and touched the wooden hairpin that was sent out. It was carved by his brother Mu Huaicheng himself.
I wonder if my brother's carving skills have improved now, and whether his injury...has gotten better.
Silently looking at the pouring rain outside the window, Chaoyang stood quietly.
She didn't know how to face Mu Huaicheng. The Mu family army was not only Mu Jingyan's hard work back then, but also Mu Huaicheng's hard work.
But now...
His eyes were slightly burning, Chaoyang didn't dare to think about it.
The Mu family's army numbered 30,000, but now it has less than 3,000.
There is no difference between this and the annihilation of the entire army.
What's more, Muji died in Baiyue's hands because of her.
Mu Ji is Mu Huaicheng's close guard and his deputy general.
Without Muji, Mu Huaicheng would be so sad.
"I'm sorry..." Chaoyang only felt sorry for the Mu family, but also felt guilty.
…
It rained heavily at the border of the Western Regions, but the sun shone brightly in Fengtian and Kyoto.
When Xiao Junze returned to Beijing, hundreds of officials knelt to welcome him.
Even Shen Qingzhou personally brought people to greet him.
Xiao Junze clenched his hands, wondering what Shen Qingzhou was doing.
Not only did they not attack him along the way, they even came out to greet him personally.
Huangchengkou.
Shen Qingzhou was wearing plain clothes and looked lazy and careless.
I don’t know when my hair had turned into silver threads, but that face that was filled with anger from both humans and gods showed no trace of time.
I have to admit that Shen Qingzhou is a rare handsome man in the world, both in his gestures and in his aura and strength.
"The Prime Minister is not feeling well, so there is no need to kneel down." Originally, Shen Qingzhou had no intention of kneeling down, and Xiao Junze was just giving both parties a step up.
"Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty." Shen Qingzhou smiled lightly. "I respectfully welcome Your Majesty back to Beijing."
Xiao Junze didn't say much and just passed by Shen Qingzhou.
Mu Huaicheng and Mu Huaichen followed Xiao Junze, their fingers clenched and veins popping out.
Shen Qingzhou...
The hatred between their Mu family and Shen Qingzhou has long been integrated into their flesh and blood.
The tragic death of the Mu family soldiers was inseparable from Shen Qingzhou.
"Prime Minister, please let him return to the palace..." Xiao Junze entered the palace, and his cronies were a little worried.
Shen Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and sneered. "In the current situation, even if he comes back, what will happen?"
"Besides, haven't you already prepared a big gift and are just waiting for him to come back?"
Several ministers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. "What the Prime Minister said is..."
…
On the way back to the palace.
"Your Majesty... the nanny who had been following Queen Changsun all those years ago suddenly returned to the palace and said she wanted to see you."
Xiao Junze's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
Shen Qingzhou would not let him return to the palace so easily.
"Your Majesty! There are rumors in the palace that Queen Changsun is not a good woman. She once gave birth to a daughter in the inner palace and had an affair with an outsider..."
"There are...there are still rumors..."
"Crack!" The object in his hand was crushed to pieces, and Xiao Junze's eyes were bloodshot.
Empress Changsun is the eternal wound in Xiao Junze's heart. Shen Qingzhou knew it... but deliberately rubbed salt in his heart.
"Say!" Xiao Junze's anger was trembling.
"He also said that your majesty may not be... not the child of the late emperor. He said that the queen was a filthy mess in the harem. He said... that the late emperor would not pass the throne to you... and that... the death of empress Changsun was given by your majesty... personally.
die."
Empress Changsun did not die of a serious illness at all.