Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Overnight, the world changed hands.

Guang Yan kills his father and kills the king and seeks to usurp the throne. The four princes Guang Shuo takes the Guide Zhonglang to apprehend and convict him. Before his death, Emperor Wen Xuan had issued an edict to change the crown prince. After he entered the tomb, the enthronement ceremony was still held, but the enthroned people changed from Guangyan to Guangshuo.

No one in North Korea dared to object.

Guang Shuo’s work is very different from his forgiving appearance, decisive and ruthless. He caught Guang Yan as early as last night, and has already captured Guang Yan’s trusted confidants. Guangyan’s army was not prosperous. If it was said that because of Xu Jingfu’s relationship, there was still the support of the He family, after the accident in the fight against He Rufei, the military power of the Fuyue Army was recovered, and it could not be used by the prince.

Chopping grass and roots, Guangshuo’s movements, and the resolute and violent coming, are frightening. The courtiers all talked about the four princes who were godly king, and they had already begun to see the clues.

As for the death of the emperor’s edict, it has also been found to be false. Concubine Lan and Guiren Ni, along with dozens of other women, were able to save their lives. The ears of the people outside also said that the four princes were kind and wise.

The people never cared who the person sitting in that position was. As long as there is clothing and food to eat, it doesn’t matter who the emperor makes.

And the courtiers would not object. Now the fifth prince Guangji is still young in the Wei imperial family, and only one Guangshuo can support things right now.

Emperor Wenxuan entered the imperial tomb, Qinglan Palace, Concubine Lan took off the heavy robes. Just sitting down, someone came in from outside.

It’s Ni Guiren.

“Congratulations to my sister for getting what I wanted now.” Ni Guiren walked to Xiaoji and sat down without a smile: “It won’t be long before my concubine will call my sister to be the queen mother.”

Concubine Lan looked at her, her eyes still as calm and flat as before, “Guiren Ni, isn’t she still alive now.”

Ni Guiren was taken aback.

On that day, Wei Xuanzhang smashed to death in front of Chengle Palace, violating the contradiction between the prince and Wei to the culmination. The prince was so violent and paranoid, and she would go into the dark tomb with Emperor Wen Xuan tomorrow. At the last moment, Guiren Ni cooperated with Concubine Lan.

Guangji’s words are false, and the edicts passed down may not be true. After all, what Guangshuo wants is just an excuse, a justifiable excuse.

In fact, at that time, Ni Guiren was also determined to fight his back, thinking that it was a death anyway, it was better to fight. But deep down in my heart, I don’t think Guangshuo will succeed.

But Guangshuo succeeded.

It was an understatement outside. After just one night, Ni Guiren finally realized that if it was only a temporary intention, if Guangshuo was fighting for his mother, in such a short period of time, I am afraid that he would not be able to win Lieutenant General Guide. Followed by General Feng Yun.

I’m afraid that the scene that happened at the Golden Luang Temple last night was foreseen by Concubine Lan Gui many years ago.

Even thinking deeper, perhaps Emperor Wen Xuan died at the hands of Guang Yan, and Concubine Lan might not really be ignorant.

Guangshuo’s silence and gentleness, tolerance and ignorance of the court, Lan Guifei’s incompetence and gentleness, Wen Xuan’s love and sincerity were all arranged long, long ago by Lan Guifei. From beginning to end, it wasn’t that Guangshuo’s acting skills were too good, but the idea of Concubine Lan’s heart that even her son did not know.

Queen Zhang might have guessed one thing correctly. Concubine Lan is not indisputable, but ordinary favors are not looked at at all. If she wants to fight, she will fight for the most noble position in the world for her son.

Therefore, the prince is destined to lose, because he does not have a mother who can bear for himself for many years without revealing any flaws.

Guangji is still young, and from today, no one in the entire Dawei royal family is Guangshuo’s opponent.

A chill slowly surged in Ni Guiren’s heart. The woman in front of her has a gentle eyebrow. For so many years, she has never seen her angry and reprimanded, but it turns out that she is the most terrifying one.

“Concubine body, it’s fine to live.” Ni Guiren lowered his head, his voice unconsciously with a hint of humility and fear, “In the future, the concubine body will follow the empress well. Guangji…I hope the empress will take more care.”

Concubine Lan did not speak, but looked out the window. After a long time, she turned her head, as if she had only heard what Ni Guiren said. She nodded slightly and closed her eyes and said, “Okay.”

…

There was chaos at the Prince’s Mansion.

The people cried and cried, dragged and scratched by the officers and soldiers. The princess screamed and was taken away. When she left, her nails crossed the wall, leaving a long trace.

Someone walked slowly until they reached the back of the yard, the last room.

This is a dark room. The prince has a wide-ranging and fierce temperament. If you offend someone who has offended him, you can just kill them to vent your anger. Some are even more miserable. They are tortured and tortured in the dark room of the Prince’s Mansion. Life is better than death.

Now that something happened in the Prince’s Mansion, the officers and soldiers were busy arresting relatives in the mansion, and no one paid attention to it.

The young man walked slowly, his clean boots stepped on the damp ground. The dark room was very dark, with dim lights, and traces of dark colors could be seen, either dried up, or glowing brightly, like human blood .

The building here looks like a cell, separated by iron fences, and there is no guard. Hearing someone’s movement, the people in the room did not respond, at least slightly raised their heads, and then quickly put them down-everyone here is dying, and they don’t think that someone will come to rescue them.

Despair is all over here.

He walked slowly, every time he walked through a room, he stopped in front of the door and looked at it carefully, as if he was recognizing the appearance of the person inside. When he found that it was not, he walked away again.

This way, I walked from room to room until I reached the last one.

There was a figure curled up on the ground, lying on her side like a child, with her hands on her shoulders, her head buried very low in her chest, her clothes were disheveled, and when she walked away, although she did not move, her body began to tremble slightly.

Chu Zhao paused in his footsteps.

He looked at the figure inside, and after a moment, opened the door.

The people inside still didn’t move, didn’t even look at him. Chu Zhao walked up to this person and slowly knelt down, as if he wanted to comfort him, but he didn’t know where to start. After a while, he said softly, “Ying Xiang.”

The person in front of him trembled violently.

“Ying Xiang,” after a pause, Chu Zhao said, “The prince is dead, I will take you back.”

He stretched out his hand to support Ying Xiang, but she was blocked by Ying Xiang, but she seemed to have no strength, this block was useless, Chu Zhao helped her to sit down in front of the stone wall, and pushed her away from the chaos in front of her. Send, and then stunned: “You…”

“…Don’t look…” Ying Xiang said weakly.

It turns out that there are terrible knife marks all over the beautiful and charming face, and because it has not been healed properly, the knife marks are not yet scabs, bloody, and look like a female ghost who came here to kill you. Both horrified and horrified.

Chu Zhao’s heart was shocked.

The night before Guangshuo went to Chengle Palace, Chu Zhao went to the Fourth Prince’s Mansion.

He had seen clearly that Guang Yan couldn’t beat Guang Shuo at all, and Empress Zhang was not an opponent of Concubine Lan. He really has no other way to go, even if he is following Guangshuo now, Guangshuo will never reuse him. But following Guangyan, they were just tied together and died together.

When Xu Jingfu was alive, he told him to learn to make choices about anything.

He chose to do the last business with Guangshuo.

The prince’s soldiers, horses, and arrangements are revealed, and the prince betrayed, seeking a condition for him and Ying Xiang to survive. He has no extravagant hope for any achievements in the official career, because this is no longer possible. Although I don’t know if I can succeed in the end, it’s already the case, at least I can survive now.

At that time, Guang Shuo looked at him, seemingly unexpected that Chu Zhao would make this condition, and only asked: “Since the fourth son of Chu takes your maidservant so seriously, why did you send your maid to Guang Yan?”

“Since you sent her as an eyeliner, there should be no other affection. Now at this time, there is nothing to ask for but this woman, but it is incomprehensible.”

Chu Zhaowen said: “The minister doesn’t understand either.”

For him, there is nothing unavailable in the world, and there are no unavailable people. But every time, at some point, there will be some weaknesses that shouldn’t exist.

He Yan is like this, and Ying Xiang is like this.

He looked at Ying Xiang in front of him, and for a moment he didn’t know how to react.

Ying Xiang only glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head, as if she was afraid that she would soil Chu Zhao’s sleeves and stop talking.

The voices of officers and soldiers screaming and crying from the subordinates faintly heard outside. Ying Xiang listened carefully for a while and said, “…Is the prince dead?”

Chu Zhao recovered and said softly: “Yes. You can leave the Prince’s Mansion.”

Ying Xiang heard the words, did not show a happy expression, but seemed to step back a little, and said: “No…”

“Don’t you want to go back with me?” Chu Zhao asked.

“Fourth Young Master,” her voice was soft like the most fragile silk, and it would shatter with just a slight pull, Ying Xiang said: “The slave can’t leave.”

Chu Zhao was startled: “Why?”

As if experiencing a huge struggle, Ying Xiang slowly stretched out her hand, opened her sleeves, and Chu Zhao widened her eyes suddenly. The skin on the sleeves, which was originally flawless, was completely unrecognizable, as if she had been burned by fire. It seems to have been smashed, showing signs of festering.

“There is no antidote for the prince to feed the slave maidservant,” Ying Xiang said: “The slave maid…is a person waiting to die.”

Guang Yan hates her betrayal and unfaithfulness. There are countless ways to torture the unfaithful. Ying Xiang’s appearance was so gorgeous, he ruined her appearance. And let her die in the most disintegrating and cruel way-watching her last inch of intact skin ulcerate, and finally die, it makes people sick and nauseous.

Murder and condemnation, but so.

In an instant, Chu Zhao was at a loss. He hadn’t had such an emotion in many years. He looked at Ying Xiang at a loss and said, “It’s okay. When you go out, I will find a doctor to treat you.”

“It’s useless.” Ying Xiang smiled bitterly, “The slave and maid knows that it can’t be saved.”

The burning torches on the wall swayed quietly, making half of her blood-stained face extremely clear and terrifying, and there was no longer the stunning appearance of smiling and beautiful in the past.

Chu Zhao stared at her blankly. He knew that Ying Xiang fell in Guang Yan’s hands and would definitely not end well, but he never expected it to be like this.

Not dead, but it’s better to die.

“Slaves… there’s one more thing to ask for.”

“You said,” he said.

“The slave and maid’s life is nothing, only the appearance is acceptable.” Ying Xiang stretched out her hand, seeming to want to stroke her face, but stopped in mid-air. Poison, the slave and maidservant don’t want to die horribly, the fourth son… can you give the slave and maid a happy one.”

“You want me to kill you?” Chu Zhao looked at her in amazement.

“The life of the slave servant was originally saved by the fourth son, but now he died in the hands of the fourth son, and it is considered complete. Moreover,” the woman’s voice was soft, “the fourth son is not harming the slave servant, this is helping the slave servant.”

Chu Zhao said, “I won’t kill you.”

“Then ask the fourth son to leave.” The maid, who was used to lowering his eyebrows to him, showed a tough look at him for the first time, “The slave is here, not going anywhere.”

“Ying Xiang,” Chu Zhao was helpless with her for the first time, he said patiently and softly: “Your injury is not unrecoverable. There are many doctors in Shuo Jing who can heal you.”

“Even if it is cured, what can I do?” Ying Xiang smiled softly. “The servant girl has no appearance now, and he can’t even take care of himself. Staying beside the son can not be driven by the son, and it is also a drag.”

When Chu Zhao heard this, his expression moved slightly, and he said: “Are you by my side, are you just driving me?”

“Don’t leave useless people around the son.” Ying Xiang replied.

In these words, Mianli hides the needle. And he was speechless.

“The slave and maidservant was sold as goods by his father, and the master saved the slave. After this, the master is the benefactor of the slave and the slave and maid will go through the fire and water for the master. The slave and maid did everything willingly, but now they are about to die. At that time, the maidservant hoped to be able to decide his own destiny.” Ying Xiang looked at him, her beautiful and meek eyes looked as scorching as sparks for the first time, “Please come to the end.”

Her eyes met, Chu Zhao could see clearly, the obsession with death in her eyes.

He discovered for the first time that Ying Xiang was so stubborn and stubborn.

“I beg your son to complete it.” The woman in front of her knelt down again laboriously. With her movements, the terrible scars on her body gradually appeared, exuding a bloody smell. It was as respectful as she met Chu Zhao for the first time, was bought by Chu Zhao, and bowed down in confusion.

She won’t live long, even if she doesn’t die right now, she won’t live long.

Chu Zhao closed his eyes: “I promise you.”

“Thank you, son.” Ying Xiang said softly.

Chu Zhao stretched out his hand to help her up from the ground, Ying Xiang staggered and raised her head, the next moment, the hand that was behind her slammed forward.

When the tip of the knife was submerged in flesh and blood, it was silent.

Before she could speak, she was sent forward and fell into Chu Zhao’s arms. Chu Zhao released his hand, hugged her in his arms, half kneeling on the ground.

“…Thank you, son…” Ying Xiang looked at him and smiled at him laboriously. “This is the first time the son has fulfilled his slave’s wish.”

Her body was covered with old and new blood stains, and the blood stains rubbed against Chu Zhao’s clean clothes, like mottled flowers. The man looked down at her, looking at a loss.

It was this point that was at a loss and fell in Ying Xiang’s eyes, causing her heart to ache for a moment.

She likes Chu Zhao and has fallen in love with Chu Zhao since the first time she saw him. In that desperate situation, when he was pushed into the fire pit by his father forcibly, a young and handsome boy threw a life-saving straw to himself. She grabbed the straw and fell in love with this man.

She loves his gentleness and his cruelty. Loving him seems to be forgiving and tolerating a cold and ruthless heart, and I also love him to protect the fragility and helplessness of a certain moment under the color of perseverance.

What a complicated person this is, and how complicated it is, how unfortunate it is. Fate made him contradictory. The Chu Zilan that others saw was just a fake Chu Zilan. Only she knew the real Chu Zilan. The real Chu Zilan was by no means a beloved person, but she still had no hesitation and moths. Falling in love like fire.

Over the years, Ying Xiang stayed beside Chu Zhao, was made things difficult by Mrs. Chu, was molested by the first three prostitutes of the Chu family, and was targeted by Xu Pingting secretly, and even in the end, he was sent to the Prince’s Mansion, where he is now. , She never regrets.

Because she had nothing to lose from the beginning.

She had hatred and resentment towards him, but it was not worthy of love. This love is so cautious, humble, and menacing that she herself thinks it is unreasonable. Never said it to the mouth, just so silently and silently, loving him for so many years.

Chu Zhao is so smart, it is impossible not to discover that she loves him.

“My son…” She said laboriously, “Slaves…may I ask you a question?”

The man’s voice was very soft, and he treated her gently as always: “You ask.”

“Did the Fourth Young Master… know that Miss Xu would send the slaves into the Prince’s residence?”

Chu Zhao looked down at her.

In the light-colored eyes like fluorite, there were waves of waves. He did not answer, but Ying Xiang understood it instantly.

“…That’s the case.” After saying this, she slowly closed her eyes, her breath gradually faint, until she was dead.

In the dark room, the man in Tsing Yi quietly looked down at the woman in his arms. What emerged in front of him was that many years ago, he stood in front of the colorful world of happiness, and sobbed with the low voice he heard from the countless noises. He followed the sound and saw the delicate girl looking towards Own, Yao Tao and Li, beautiful and beautiful.

He saved her, but he also harmed her. If I didn’t make a move at the beginning, perhaps Yingxiang now should be happier than now. Unlike now, even at the last moment in the world, it is still bitter.

She didn’t do anything wrong, if she really wanted to say, it was just because she fell in love with someone like him.

I don’t know how long it took, Chu Zhao bent over, picked up Ying Xiang’s body, and slowly walked out of the dark room, step by step, walking towards the outside.

At the end of his journey, he made the last deal with the four princes, asking for nothing but a pitiful warmth, but now, this warmth is not there anymore. The last person who depended on him for life was also lost, and he got nothing in this game of chess.

All the game loses.