emperor cold concubine

Chapter 206 Desperate

"The normal opening time of the lotus is June. At that time, the lotus in the lake is the most beautiful and colorful, and it is naturally fragrant and pleasant. If you want to use it for wine making, it is more appropriate to pick it in another month. The lotus here is in full bloom. It's too early, and the wine always loses some taste." The elegant and unparalleled voice came faintly, as if he was really talking about how to use lotus flowers to make wine to achieve the best effect, but Cang Yunmu felt a chill in his heart, and the chill waved upwelling.

Yixiu smiled respectfully and said, "Your subordinates can learn to brew some, and save the last master to honor her when she comes back."

Mo'er... Cang Hao slightly hooked his lips, his phoenix eyes looking at the lake were deep and unfathomable, but there was a slight warmth flashing in the bottom of his eyes, he had only been away for a few days, and he really missed her a little.

"Yun Mu is guilty." He lowered his head and repeated it in a low voice. It was the same sentence. Apart from this sentence, he no longer knew what to say.

Mo Li and Zi Yu stood aside, always silent like invisible people.

"With just a few words, the King Feng, the Empress, and the Murong family were drawn out, implicitly accusing me of being indifferent to the Cang clan, and tactfully pouring out the grievances I have suffered under the suppression of the Empress over the years, oh, and indirectly reminding me I know, there are still a group of relatives who have the same surname as me and are related by blood in the palace..." The cold voice was calm and calm, and there was a faint sigh, "After 20 years of suffering, the Murong family fell into ruin. Can't bear it anymore, Cang Yunmu?"

Cang Yunmu turned pale, moved his lips, but couldn't say a word.

Cang Hao chuckled, "Cang Yunmu, do you think that the reason I'm suppressing King Feng is because he is a threat to my country?"

"...Please punish the emperor." Even if he had really thought about it before, he would definitely not have such a thought at this time.

The Son of Heaven in front of him, the intangible grace and luxury exuded in the peaceful and introverted manner, the natural dignity, the elegant but fearsome imperial majesty in the gestures of his hands and feet, all of them make people admire and worship him like a fairy... King Feng is certainly excellent , but he is nothing more than an ordinary person, but how could he see it in his eyes?
Even though the queen and the Murong family were destroyed, he still didn't kill Feng Wang, maybe it was just because Feng Wang didn't wade into the muddy water where the Murong family seized power and conspired against the queen.Didn't take away the military power in Cangzhou from King Feng, but still let him lead one hundred thousand elite soldiers to garrison the border, so why not have no doubts about King Feng?
"No matter how you found out that I am here, and that you made this 'coincidence', I will tell you one thing today." Turning around slowly, Cang Hao looked down at the already pale Cang Hao. Yun Mu, with a faint smile on his lips, "No one in this world has ever dared to plot against me so blatantly, whether it was outside the palace before or now inside the palace... Yixiu, Ziyu, Mo Li is here, you might as well ask any of them, what will happen to those who dare to put their minds on me all these years?"

Mo Li and Zi Yu pursed their lips at the same time, their backs straightened in an instant, and Yi Xiu shrank his neck, feeling a chill all over his body.

How could their master have such an effect with just a few words? Obviously this is not a warning or a threat, is it?
Cang Yunmu's face turned pale, and he lowered his head. Waves of fear and despair surged up in his heart, but he knew that he was not afraid of death.When I came here today, I put all my eggs in one basket with the idea that I might lose my life, but when it came to the end, I realized that I was not as brave and free as I thought.

Even if this young emperor smiled lightly at Yan Yan, it caused people to involuntarily emit a chill from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Taking a deep breath, Cang Yunmu twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly, "Offending the holy face, Cang Yunmu is not a pity to die. However, there are many princes and princesses of the Cang family, King Feng is now in Cangzhou, and the second brother is given In the prison of death, the third brother was granted the title of Moon King, and the fourteenth brother was given the title of King Yun. The others, from the fourth brother to the sixteenth sister, had embarrassing identities. Now that he has died, it seems inappropriate to call him His Highness the Prince... Could Yun Mu know before he died, what exactly the Emperor wants to do with the princes? Just stay in the palace without embarrassment for the rest of his life, until he dies? Or, find An appropriate time to put those useless people to death one by one?"

After the words fell, a bright light flashed quickly in front of his eyes, and the sharp sword aura hit the facade directly, carrying a chill and murderous aura!
Cang Yunmu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he closed his eyes in despair, but in the next moment, he only felt a pain in his shoulder, and the sharp sword energy cut through his clothes, leaving a long bloodstain on his shoulder.

The blood was surging, the tip of the sword glowed with cold light, but it was so clean that it was not stained with blood, and it rested firmly on Cang Yunmu's neck.

Snow Scar Sword!
The person holding the sword was Mo Li, who was as silent as a shadow from the beginning to the end.At this time, his expression was cold, his eyes were cold, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes. He looked at Cang Yunmu, as if he was looking at a fool who was looking for death without knowing his life.

Over the years, no one has ever dared to speak to the master in such a disrespectful, almost questioning tone.The six sons of the Cang family are really tired of living.

Cang Hao's eyebrows moved slightly, and he walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back, carelessly brushed away the long sword in Mo Li's hand, and smiled faintly, "I really admire your courage."

"Yunmu deserves to die, please punish the emperor." Cang Yunmu bowed and kowtowed, humbly pleading guilty.

"Have practiced martial arts?" Cang Hao looked down at his respectful and humble posture from above, "Why don't you hide?"

"Before the holy car, don't dare to be presumptuous."

Cang Hao smiled coldly, "You've got your mind on me, but this one alone, you're already more presumptuous than anyone else."

"...Please punish the emperor." It was this sentence again.

"Punishment?" Cang Hao looked down at the bloody redness on his shoulder lightly, his phoenix eyes were deep and cold, "I don't want to punish you, since I have the courage to take this step, life and death are probably not taken too seriously. So, I suddenly want to give you a chance."

Cang Yunmu took a breath, thinking that he heard it wrong.

"Do you want to follow literature, or do you want to follow martial arts?"

Hearing the emperor's elegant and unparalleled sweet voice, Cang Yunmu gathered himself together, and finally confirmed that he had heard correctly.Not only was he saved from death, but he even had the opportunity to become an official, so that he could justifiably proclaim himself a minister in front of the emperor.

Slightly raised his head, looking straight at the young emperor's indifferent expression, there was no intentional low-key or publicity, no sharp edge, no forced majesty or magnanimity of the king, just a natural peerless elegance, a kind of alienation and coldness. Grace is like the indifference of standing on the clouds overlooking all living beings, even if it is just silent, it can make people feel a sense of surrender and awe in an instant.

Cang Yunmu lowered his head and whispered slowly: "Yunmu, I want to take the Scholars Examination."

(End of this chapter)