Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen Chrysanthemum Thorns

The tenth day of October is the 150th anniversary of Dayin's founding. But few people notice that this is also the first anniversary since the launch of Seizing the Palace. No one even noticed that on this late autumn night, the eldest grandson Siyuan, who had won the trust of the young emperor and the eldest princess, came to the Forbidden Palace alone, walked through the large blooming chrysanthemums under the moon, and held the aspen puppet in his hand.However, he took out a small jug from his sleeve and poured the fine wine into the soil silently, with a dignified and painful look on his brows, as if he was muttering something with a ghost under the soil. , rescue the lord."

Then, he stopped outside the hall for a while, but did not enter the Jinghe Hall to see Princess Yixin.Such a star and such a night, for whom will the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night?The counselor in Tsing Yi just stood and stared among the chrysanthemums until it was light, then he seemed to have made up his mind and turned his head and hurried towards the Zichen Palace. However, even though he left, the killing intent seemed to have been planted in that piece of soil, and every chrysanthemum bloomed with murderous intent.It seems that the broken bones under the soil, hearing the call of the former master, want to struggle to break out of the ground and fight for it.

That night in the Zichen Palace, the Young Emperor's cries became louder and shriller, and he kept calling "the little white ghost" to "dance in the chrysanthemums"—until the eldest Sun Siyuan arrived at dawn, and he stopped crying.When Emperor Wu Tai saw him, he immediately opened his eyes wide. He didn't know whether it was joy or fear, but he immediately calmed down, looking numb. The eldest grandson Siyuan took the child from the handmaid, caressing Emperor Wu Tai's jet-black forehead, the expression in his eyes changed. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable oppressive force permeating the air, and stepped back awe-inspiringly, looking in the direction of the main hall across the courtyard.I couldn't see anything at night, but the murderous aura and pressure emanating from that place shocked even a man with no martial arts skills, so he couldn't help but change his face, blurting: "Who is there?"

"The person in the front hall is a distinguished guest invited by the eldest princess," the maid replied respectfully without knowing the inside story. "King?... The old man in the mountains? Horn?" The eldest grandson Siyuan murmured while hugging the surprisingly well-behaved Emperor Wutai, and suddenly turned his head, wanting to leave immediately.Because the eldest princess had ordered the young emperor not to leave the Zichen Palace, the maid hurriedly stopped her, but where could she stop?Just at the assassin, a white light burst out from the front hall, and suddenly closed the door in front of Changsun Siyuan heavily.

Has it been discovered? ——At that moment, Chang Sun Siyuan's face was pale, and he suddenly felt that his throat was suffocating. "Hand over that wooden puppet." In the dark night, an old voice whispered close to his ears, "This kind of trick can fool others, but not me. Just now you did it again in the chrysanthemum bushes outside the Jinghe Hall. What? What kind of intentions are you hiding?" "No." Struggling, he replied, hugging Emperor Wutai with one hand, while holding the wooden figure in his sleeve tightly with the other. "Hmph." A sneer came from the deepest part of the darkness, and Changsun Siyuan suddenly felt a sense of trance: it seemed that the darkness was slowly spreading over and engulfing him.He struggled with all his strength, but his body seemed to be hypnotized, and he couldn't move at all!

The mass of darkness came crashing down, and he exclaimed in an instant.The old man in the mountain!He finally saw Horn, the legendary old man in the mountains! ——The pale and skinny old man sat in the center of the darkness, with a black scarf covering his eyes, and Pingping stretched out his hand.The elder grandson Siyuan's eyes lost in an instant, and he couldn't help but walked slowly towards the Jiaowang. However, at that moment, the dense darkness suddenly fluctuated.As if aware of something, the old man in the mountain suddenly turned his head and swung his palm without thinking.That palm was invisible and traceless, but the flowing frost in mid-air suddenly froze, as if frozen in an instant.I don't know if it was an illusion, but a frost-colored sword suddenly appeared in the night sky!

However, the sharp sword condensed by flowing frost, stabbing forward rapidly, stopped in the other palm.Instant brilliance. "High Priest Feng Ya!" Chang Sun Siyuan came back to his senses at that moment and blurted out. With just a flick of his sleeves, the sharp energy was dissipated.The priest's fingers in white clothes and long hair quickly drew an arc in mid-air, and his vigor also broke through the air silently. The Zichen Hall three feet away made a click, and the outer wall suddenly shattered! ——Morning light shone in, shining on the man in high crown and brocade suit with downcast expressionless eyes on the golden throne in the middle of the main hall.

Ding Jianhou, who has power over the world, has been imprisoned for more than a year and has become a living dead. "Master Hou!" Upon seeing it at first glance, Changsun Siyuan blurted out and rushed forward.However, with a cold snort in the darkness, it seemed that an invisible wall was quickly erected in front of him, and he couldn't even take half a step forward! "Feng Ya? Is it you?" The old voice from the deepest part of the darkness came out again, but with 12 points of surprise, "I didn't expect that the Moon Worship Sect would also come to meddle in this matter? It's not easy, but you can actually invite me You make a move!——hehe, you and I haven't fought each other for fifty years, and this time is just a coincidence."

Feng Ya didn't answer, just pointing his toes, making a turn in mid-air, landed on the cornice of the main hall, and slowly stretched out his hand: "Horn, you and I have been equally famous for many years, let's make a difference today! ——Look what happened Is it the secret technique of the Moon Worship Sect, or the unique skills of your Holy Fire Order?" Under the waning moon, the white-clothed and long-haired priest came out of the dust like an unreal silhouette.However, under the dark blue sky, it seems that the power of the waning moon has been concentrated in the sky, and the whole body of that silhouette gradually exudes a dazzling brilliance, just like a dream.

At the same time, the darkness in the Zichen Palace grew thicker, expanding as if to devour everything.In the center of the darkness, the old man in black and with a golden crown suddenly raised his hand and untied the black scarf that had been covering his eyes. "Close your eyes! Don't look!" In a daze, Changsun Siyuan heard Feng Ya sternly shout, "Ultimate soul deterring technique!" It seemed as if he had been meditating with his eyes closed for many days, accumulating strength. At this moment, the black scarf was removed, and the eyes of the Pope suddenly opened, and the divine light in his eyes surged in the darkness, emitting a terrifying brilliance!At that moment, he felt that his sanity was taken away, and he quickly forced himself to close his eyes - the wind in his ears moved slightly, he knew that it was High Priest Feng Ya who plundered in, and faced the old man in the mountain with his unique skill of worshiping the moon.

When the white light pierces the darkness, everything happens dizzyingly fast.Finally, Chang Sun Siyuan opened his eyes, only to see two shadows flitting from the Zichen Hall, stepping on the overhanging eaves of the roof all the way, countless pavilions shattered and collapsed under his feet, and the frost in mid-air had already melted before landing.In the range where the strength of those two people intertwined, everything seemed so fragile, as if it was folded and vulnerable. When the eldest grandson Siyuan came back to his senses, he suddenly saw a terrifying fighting sound erupting in front of the Jinghe Hall! His spirit was shaken, and he suddenly stood up with Emperor Wu Tai in his arms—it was..."the thorn of the chrysanthemum"! Did it finally start? After passing the 18th level in a row, the young master Shu Ye's white clothes have turned into blood clothes - the killer's bravery in his bones is still there, but facing the heavy troops that have obviously been deployed long ago, he has not yet rushed to the Zichen Palace. Feeling exhausted.However, the High Priest Feng Ya who was next to him walked away early in the morning, never treating him as a companion fighting side by side. Was it the eldest grandson Siyuan... who revealed his whereabouts today to Princess Yixin and the others? The ink soul sword cut into the guards, splashing blood rain.Some of those guards were blond and blue-eyed barbarians from the Western Regions. They should be killers from the Mingjiao Shura Field, and they were all extremely brave.He cut off half of the jaw of a black-clothed barbarian with a sword, but that man didn't even flinch, his bloody and incomplete teeth firmly bit the blade of the sword, making him unable to draw the sword for a moment. At this moment, the other two black-clothed killers of the Ming Cult immediately rushed forward, attacking back and forth. Young Master Shu Ye didn't have time to draw the sword, so he had no choice but to throw away the sword, let the corpse fall to the ground with the Black Soul Sword in his hands, and cut off the arms of the killer in front of him with his bare hands.But at this moment, his heart felt cold, and a pair of sharp cones pierced his skin.He kicked out with his toes, and the sword on the ground pierced through the skull of the corpse, and quickly inserted into the throat of the killer behind him. If he was half a minute slower, a transparent hole would be pierced in the back of his heart. Young Master Shu Ye drew his sword from the corpse, panting slightly, obviously the Ming Cult had left the main force in the Forbidden Palace, and there were more and more guards around him at this moment.The chrysanthemums outside the Jinghe Hall were blooming just in time, but the "ambush" had not seen any movement for a long time. Damn it, Changsun Siyuan, after all, betrayed his former master and sided with that woman? He was panting and cursing bitterly, and suddenly remembered that Mo Xiang also said in the last sealed letter to him: "Eldest Sun Siyuan cannot be completely trusted" - because Mo Xiang could feel that this confidant and staff member had a deep hatred for him.However, because at that time, the relationship between life and death left Dunhuang with nowhere to go, and the situation deteriorated rapidly. When the overall situation was about to fall, there was no way to find a better person to entrust the overall plan to entrust the overall plan—so, Mo Xiang could only take risks and trust this person. However, is it still a miscalculation? Seeing the twelve black clothes approaching again in Shura Field, young master Shu Ye was suddenly aroused with murderous aura, with a single finger, the Black Soul Sword made a twist in the air and jumped into the palm of his hand.Back then, the number one assassin in the Western Regions held his sword in his hand, looked down at the juniors in the Shura field, and laughed aloud.Such compelling killing intent and fighting spirit made Twelve Black Clothes in front of him startled for a moment, but during this start, the earth suddenly split open! The ground full of chrysanthemums suddenly split open, and the cold light of weapons shot out from the soil. Hundreds of pale, ghostly faces emerged from the ground, holding their swords and stood up staggeringly. reptile.As if alarmed by the sound of fighting on the ground, the eyes of those people who climbed up from the ground were straightened, their complexions were black and black, and they didn't care, just slashed and killed everyone around them! Everyone was stunned—this was clearly the guard of the tripod sword who was buried on the spot in the incident of seizing the palace a year ago!They were also the most loyal dead men by Ding Jianhou's side. During the coup, these bodyguards were the first to be besieged and killed by Eldest Princess Yixin and the Mingjiao Yueshengnv.Those guards who would rather die than surrender refused to turn their backs, and in the end, exhausted in the bloody battle, they committed suicide by taking poison one after another.Because the coup d'état still needs to be covered up and cannot be spread out, these corpses were buried in the flower garden on the spot at the suggestion of Changsun Siyuan. The loyal hearts of these three hundred heroes are as dead as ever—but in this world, are there really resurrected bones? At that moment, only young master Shu Ye's expression was relieved, and he jumped out of the bloody killing field without even thinking about it - because he knew that once the "Chrysanthemum Thorn" was revived, it would kill everyone regardless of whether it was the enemy or us. Everyone around him was killed. When these dead men who followed Ding Jianhou were desperate, they obeyed the advice of Changsun Siyuan and took some kind of extremely poisonous medicine. Immediately, their breath and heart pulse stopped, but their bodies were still stiff.But the evil of this medicine is that although the person who takes the medicine dies, he still retains the strongest thought before taking the medicine, and he will never forget it until he dies-as long as he hears the call of that thought, these dead men in the soil will return desperately. Under the sun, fight to the death once again in the form of zombies. This extremely weird and poisonous drug is called "returning the soul", and it was originally one of the secret arts of the Moon Worship Sect in Miaojiang.In order to form an alliance with the imperial capital, Yi Xiang, the former Moon Worshiper, sent envoys to the north with many treasures, including returning souls, in order to win the trust of Ding Jianhou who is in power-but Ding Jianhou has no time to reply to this in the future However, the political situation in Chang'an was already perilous, leaving him no time to distract himself from the situation in southern Xinjiang. In the end, the poison offered by the Moon Worshiper was swallowed by three hundred dead men. Changsun Siyuan did not betray Ding Jianhou! ——Last night, he really came back here, and activated the "Chrysanthemum Thorn" with medicine, causing the deepest buried ambush to suddenly start. When the sun rose, the civil strife in the Forbidden Palace entered the strangest situation: a group of resurrected zombies with straight eyes and pale complexions, fearless of pain and death, fought with the surrounding guards Mingjiao.The last thought before death was calling them: kill the rebels, rescue the lord! It was a team of dead soldiers returning from hell. Young Master Shu Ye no longer cared about the fight behind him, and rushed towards Zichen Palace. Although the main force of the guards of the Forbidden Palace was restrained by the group of dead men, it was still difficult to run from the Jinghe Hall to the Zichen Hall. Trying his best to conceal his whereabouts along the way, young master Shu Ye took advantage of the ups and downs of the rockery wall to sneak away, and finally entered the most heavily guarded palace in the Forbidden Palace—the place where Mo Xiang was kept under house arrest. However, as soon as I stepped in, I felt empty under my feet! How could it be so easy to break into the place where the Ding Jianhou was confined?Although he was rushing, Young Master Shu Ye still maintained extreme vigilance, and immediately raised his breath out of thin air, folded his body and fell back outside the threshold, tapped the lintel with his fingers, and immediately stuck his body under the bucket arch.At a glance, his face suddenly changed - the ground of the entire Zichen Palace collapsed in an instant! A large area of ​​floor tiles collapsed one after another, falling into the hollow ground, except for a row of golden dragon pillars in the middle, the entire hall has become a huge pit.Numerous mechanisms were exposed underground, including dark crossbows, locust rocks, and hot copper juice flowing out from nowhere, filling the bottom of the pit in an instant: it must have sensed the invasion of foreign enemies, and the underground mechanisms suddenly activated! In the huge collapsed pit, only a piece of ground in the main hall is still standing, and it has become an isolated island.That isolated island was covered by a fine iron cage that fell from the sky, and the person sitting on the golden chair inside was Ding Jianhou in black robe and golden crown!Beside the unresponsive Ding Jianhou, a man and a woman stood on the left and the right, but they were the eldest grandson Siyuan and the eldest princess Yixin. However, this pair of men and women who were supposed to be relatives were in a very strange stalemate. The eldest grandson Siyuan should have rushed to the side of Ding Jianhou before the mechanism was activated, but before he could rescue the lord, the secret passage under the seat had been opened. At the same time, he was trapped in the core of many organs! The sharp dagger was pressed against the heart of Ding Jianhou, but Princess Yixin's delicate and soft cheeks were pale and bloodless, she was staring at the eldest grandson Siyuan who was standing with Emperor Wutai in his arms, with an almost crazy look in her eyes Killing intent. She is an extremely intelligent woman, the moment the dead man broke through the ground under the chrysanthemum, and the Pope was intercepted by the priest of the Moon Worship Cult, she already understood which side that unpredictable lover was on! Back then, he helped her arrange a coup d'état, and even cut off Ding Jianhou's meridians by himself - cut off his own back, and made his rebellious loyalty convincing; and this year, He did tell her all the enemy's intelligence, even including today's decisive battle arrangement - he sent countless followers to the tip of her knife, proving the reliability and authenticity of his news with the blood shed. However, he only concealed the two most important things: the appearance of the High Priest Feng Ya, and the dead man buried deep under the chrysanthemums! Out of one hundred things, he told ninety-eight truths, but only concealed the two deadliest ones! The moment she saw the thorns from the chrysanthemum, she immediately rushed from Jinghe Hall to Zichen Hall through the secret passage, activated the underground mechanism, and finally trapped Changsun Siyuan before he could rescue Ding Jianhou.Despite the pain of going crazy in her heart, the expression on the woman's face is indifferent and dull, and she has never cried and asked her lover how to be so heartbroken like an ordinary woman - the situation is already like this, either he dies or she dies ! "Put down Ah Fan." The dagger was pressed against Ding Jianhou's heart, and Princess Yixin's voice was cold and cold, "Otherwise I will kill your 'lord' immediately. I know you don't know martial arts, if I shut the engine, You are a thousand arrows piercing the heart." The eldest grandson Siyuan stroked Emperor Wutai's hair. The eight-year-old child seemed to be stunned. He stared at the surroundings, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Ding Jianhou who was sitting on the seat: "Yafu! Yafu is here!" Here - I want Yafu to hug me!" However, as soon as the child moved, Changsun Siyuan immediately grabbed his neck viciously and pulled him back, and Emperor Wu Tai burst into tears. "If you want me to let Afan go, you have to let Ding Jianhou go." Changsun Siyuan held Emperor Wutai by the throat, his expression faintly revealing a sense of determination and ruthlessness, "Otherwise I'll kill him right away— —” "You...!" Eldest Princess Yixin saw her lover clutching her younger brother's throat, and blurted out angrily, "How dare you?" "Why don't I dare?" Although the elder grandson Siyuan is a strategist with no martial arts, he is as calm as an assassin at the moment, looking at the eldest princess Yixin, every word is as sharp as a dagger, "Now either you die or I die , and you and I are holding each other’s Achilles’ heel in our hands—yes, I swear to the death to protect the Marquis; but once A Fan dies, the Dayin Xia Clan will be extinct! You are a girl, how can you control the entire Central Plains? ?” Princess Yixin's face was as pale as death, she always knew that strategy was far more than strategy, and she always killed people with just one word - but it was only at this moment that she really understood the fierceness of her lover! "Wow..." Emperor Wu Tai finally struggled to cry out with his throat held, his hands and feet dancing, "Sister! Sister, save me!" "Remove all the traps, move away from Lord Hou's side for three feet—I'll return Afan to you." The eldest grandson Siyuan looked at the eldest princess Yixin coldly, and clenched his fingers again. This time the child even cried Can't come out, her little face is blue and purple.Although Eldest Princess Yixin is skilled in strategy and ruthless and decisive, she has depended on her younger brother for life since she was a child. At this moment, her heart trembled, and the dagger in her hand trembled. Gritting his teeth and making a decision, he stepped on the dark space under the golden chair, and with a click sound, the fine iron cage covered was slowly opened, and the tightly twisted strings on the surrounding dark crossbow organs were also slowly relaxed.Knowing that the eldest grandson Siyuan is just a scholar, Princess Yixin was not worried about what would happen to him, she just slowly backed away holding the dagger, her eyes were sharp, and she said: "Let go of Ah Fan!" The eldest grandson Siyuan approached Emperor Wutai step by step in his arms, let go of the child beside the seat, but secretly hid a dagger into Emperor Wutai's sleeve at an invisible speed, and set up a tripod with weak limbs. Jianhou——jumped up and entered the tunnel, before turning his hand to close the tunnel, he suddenly yelled: "Shu Ye, go to the Jinghe Hall to meet him!" Before entering the tunnel, he turned his head and took a last look at Eldest Princess Yixin, The eyes are already as if parting from life and death. The tunnel was closed, Changsun Siyuan's eyes flickered and disappeared, and the dilapidated Zichen Palace was as silent as death. "Afan!" Princess Yixin let out a low cry and rushed forward. "Sister!" Emperor Wu Tai fell down on the chair, as if he was petrified, his eyes were dazed and loose, "Sister... Sister." Eldest Princess Yixin hugged her younger brother, filled with grief and joy, immediately pressed the mechanism, a cableway was suspended from the roof, and rushed out of the palace—she had to go back quickly to join the Mingjiao troops to deal with this sudden turn of events situation! Outside the hall, Young Master Shu Ye, who had been waiting for the right moment with his sword in hand, had murderous intent in his eyes.The moment the woman rushed out of the Zichen Palace with her young brother in her arms, he really wanted to catch up and kill him there! ——However, he had to go to Jinghe Hall first to pick up Changsun Siyuan and Mo Xiang, the two defenseless people who came out from the other end of the tunnel. Taking a deep breath, young master Shu Ye tapped the brackets on his toes, turned towards the Jinghe Hall like a white eagle, and passed through the scattered chrysanthemums all over the floor.