The cold lake water instantly submerged him and poured into his nose. The scent of the isolated outside world and the rush of river water made Zhong Ming completely wake up.
This is not a dream!
The rebellion is real, and so are the people waiting for him in the palace ahead!
What about the father?
He looked over and saw only the vast lake surface and the rippling water. Where could he see his father's figure?
On the shore, a girl was standing by the lake holding a lantern.
The girl wears an autumn-colored fairy skirt, and her figure is reflected on the water, curling up and down.
She knelt down and stretched out her hand towards Zhong Ming.
Zhong Ming swam closer, and just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, he was startled when he saw the person coming: "Is it you?"
"Why are you here?"
Mu Qingchao smiled brightly at him: "My niece doesn't know that my uncle still has such a grudge. Today, my niece helped my uncle resolve the grudge that he had been grappling with for many years. Shouldn't my uncle thank my niece?"
This fantasy is not easy to come by, especially as one of the datura flowers was obtained by Mu Qingchao many years ago.
She has always treasured it and was reluctant to use it. Today, she used it on Zhong Ming, which can be regarded as the completion of their blood and family relationship.
"Is it all your fault?" Zhong Ming's eyes were filled with shock.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Mu Qingchao seemed to have not heard Zhong Ming's words at all and was thinking about other things.
"Well...Uncle, do you think my grandpa has been treating you badly?"
But she clearly heard from Mr. Zhong that her grandmother had been depressed all her life. Later, she fell seriously ill due to a heart problem and finally passed away.
If my grandfather was really so kind to my grandmother, why did my grandmother die in depression?
Although my grandfather took a concubine, in this era, it was normal for men to take concubines, and my grandfather's heart was biased towards my grandmother after all.
Why would grandma get so mad at herself over such a trivial matter?
There must be some hidden secret in this.
Mu Qingchao suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he asked his mother when he opened the incense book left by his grandmother.
What kind of family is my grandfather's mother's family, and why do they have such a fragrant book?
The mother just casually said that my grandmother came from an ordinary businessman's family. Later, the family fell into poverty and she married into my grandfather's family.
How could an ordinary merchant's daughter, who had fallen into poverty, marry into a wealthy family like her grandfather and become a great lady?
And this incense book...
Later, Mu Qingchao developed a strong interest in incense and read all the books on incense making in the world.
But there has never been a book as wonderful and strange as this one.
Is this really something a merchant can own?
If my grandmother’s family really had such a treasure passed down from generation to generation, how could it possibly fall into ruin?
Now that I think about it, there are doubts everywhere.
But Zhong Ming is full of hatred for her now, how can he answer her questions kindly?
Looking at her stretched out hand, I felt cruel and stretched out my hand to pull her down.
"ah!"
Mu Qingchao suddenly came to his senses and was already in the cold lake water.
She had good water skills, so she turned around and swam towards the shore.
But how could Zhong Ming let her go at this time? One hand held her back, pushing her against the river bank, and the other hand grabbed her neck.
Zhong Ming's eyes are red. Now that he has reached this point, he doesn't care whether the person in front of him can be killed or not.
He also has to fight when he encounters ghosts. Can he still be afraid of Mu Qingchao?
He didn't care what plans and back-ups Mu Qingchao had. When he reached this point, he had no way out.
Either glory or wealth. If he couldn't get it, he would kill each one to count them all.
His whole body was soaked by the lake water, his hair was scattered on his face, and he squeezed Mu Qingchao harder and harder with both hands, his eyes were scarlet and crazy.
How can he still be like the former chief minister who was elegant and dignified and responded to everything in the court?
His current appearance is no different from that of an evil ghost.
He murmured.
"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"
"Why are you everywhere? Why do you have to go against me everywhere?"
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die..."
Chuchu, Yingying, dad helped you take revenge...
Mu Qingchao could feel that the air in his lungs was being squeezed out little by little.
She had difficulty breathing, but the hand hidden in the water quietly took out a dagger.
She is a person who always puts a dagger next to her pillow when she sleeps. How could she put herself in danger without being fully prepared?
She came to see Zhong Ming alone, so she had already made up her mind.
Seeing Zhong Ming's expression getting more and more crazy, Mu Qingchao raised his hand and quietly hung the dagger behind his neck.
She was not soft-hearted, she raised the knife and dropped it...
Although it is said that there will be a lot of troubles after Zhong Ming's death, he is already over, so this little trouble is nothing to worry about.
However, at this moment, a group of people suddenly rushed to the shore.
At boarding time, the lights illuminated the entire lakeshore.
When Mu Qingchao saw this, he quickly hid the dagger behind his back.
Although she was doing things for Shen Muchi, she was too ruthless and it was always bad for herself.
If a person is too ruthless, he should attract people to be wary. Today, apart from the bell ringing, Shen Muchi may not be wary of him in the future.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that Shen Muchi had already stepped forward and kicked Zhong Ming.
As a prince, Shen Muchi was not bad at both literary and military skills, so he used a lot of strength to kick him up.
Zhong Ming naturally couldn't bear it anymore and fell back into the river.
Taking advantage of this gap, Shen Muchi reached out and pulled Mu Qingchao up.
"Are you alright?"
He looked at Mu Qingchao and asked, the concern in his eyes was very real.
He even took off his cloak and put it on Mu Qingchao.
Mu Qingchao quietly hid the dagger in his sleeve, looked up at Shen Muchi and shook his head.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The girl is fine."
At this time, Zhong Ming had been captured by Shen Muchi's guards.
"Let me go, let me go, why do you arrest me?"
Zhong Ming was still shouting, trying to make a final struggle.
Shen Muchi turned to look at Zhong Ming, the look in his eyes no longer held the respect before.
He walked towards Zhong Ming and kicked him again.
Zhong Ming naturally couldn't bear it and fell to his knees on the ground.
In the past, he had the merit of following the dragon, and Shen Muchi personally issued an order to prevent him from kneeling down.
Today, it was he who personally kicked Zhong Ming to kneel in front of him.
"Why should I arrest you?" Shen Muchi asked.
"You are a treacherous minister and traitor. Just because you committed the crime above and attempted to murder the Queen Mother is enough to implicate your whole family."
"What Queen Mother?"
Zhong Ming asked back: "Which of you saw it? What evidence is there? I didn't see the Queen Mother who lived in seclusion and cared about the world.
What I saw was just a witch who looked at Yan Xing and seduced your Majesty, and who was cholera-chao Gang!
As the chief assistant, I am responsible for admonishing the emperor and imprisoning hundreds of officials. I kill a witch for the sake of the world and the country. What is there to dare to do?
But Your Majesty, as the emperor, you poisoned a loyal minister for a misbehaving witch, aren't you afraid that all civil and military officials will disapprove, and are you not afraid of criticism from the people of the world?"