There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1754 427: Yang Qishao's regret

It wasn't until a drop of tear fell on the back of his hand that Chu Yuchen realized clearly that a person is dead and cannot be brought back to life.

"Your Majesty, please mourn!" Royal Physician Wang was still reluctant to give up, and came forward to comfort him.

It took a long time for Chu Yuchen to get up slowly, still covered in grief, and a strong sense of coldness emanated from his whole body.

"Where did you find it?" Chu Yuchen closed his eyes, his eyes were full of sourness, and he turned his back, unable to bear to see Shui Ling's miserable death.

"Back to the emperor, in the imperial garden, according to the traces of the injury, it should be in the Yinchu period, but because it is in the corner, so I didn't find it in time!" Baihu, the guard in the palace, said in a deep voice, with a look of anger on his face. color.

Shui Ling is not only the master's good brother, but also the good brother they grew up with. Now that he is dead, how can he not hate him.

It's best not to let them know who did it, otherwise, he won't let it go easily.

In the imperial garden?Unexpectedly, he can come and go freely, if he is not a person in the palace, then he is a person with extremely strong martial arts.

Shui Ling, it was my negligence that put you in a dangerous situation.

This person can kill the Southern Emperor in the Southern Palace, and at the same time easily kill Chu Guoyong and General Jiang Rongrui...

Who is this person?Who else can do this step today, and the methods are so vicious.

"You all stand down!" Chu Yuchen said wearily.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to say anything, they all bowed and left.

Chu Yuchen walked to the front of the collapse and sat down, but looked out the window faintly, Shui Ling on the bed was still lying heavily...

A palm hit the solid wood carved table beside him, and there was a sound of collapse. The originally beautifully carved table was instantly torn apart, and sawdust flew all over the sky.

The white robe also unfolded with the internal force, and a tear still fell from the corner of the eye, forbearance and depression.

Chu Yuchen stood up and said word by word, "Shui Ling, I will avenge this revenge for you! In this life, if I don't kill enemies with my own hands, I will be in vain for your brother!"

"Come here." Chu Yuchen suddenly shouted.

"Master." In the darkness, several hidden guards immediately appeared, but they were Suzaku.

"Mobilize the Longteng Army, the Dark Guard Army and all forces, and we must find out who killed Shui Ling, the five elders, and the commander of the Longteng Army."

Chu Yuchen almost snapped out a sentence, "No matter what price you pay, you must find it for me. After you find it, notify me as soon as possible. If you can't find it, you don't need to see me anymore."

Suzaku was shocked.

Ever since Meili Phantom died, she took their place and became the master's personal bodyguard.

only……

No matter what danger the master encounters, he can always deal with it calmly.

this time……

This time the master was obviously angry.

That's right, anyone will be furious.

Suzaku said firmly, "Master, don't worry, this subordinate will definitely find out who harmed Commander Shui, and this subordinate will resign."

The grief in his heart was about to annihilate him, Chu Yuchen came to the door in three steps and two steps, opened the door suddenly, and said in a deep voice. "Come on."

"Master, what are your orders?"

Bai Hu clasped his fists and knelt in front of Chu Yuchen.

"In the name of my imperial brother, I will bury Shuiling generously." Chu Yuchen's eyes were blurred, as if he was under a huge depression.

Bai Hu was stunned, he didn't expect his master to bury Shuiling generously according to the prince's specifications, which shows how important Shuiling is to him.

Take the order to go now, dare not delay.

Shui Ling has been protecting his master all his life, going through life and death for his master, he... deserves this honor.

Because of the death of Shui Ling and the commander of the Longteng Army, the Chu Palace fell into a strange state.

Everyone was terrified, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be beheaded by their own emperor.

"What?" In the Qinxiang Pavilion, the celadon cup in Yang Churuo's hand fell to the floor tiles with a bang.

"What did you say?" Yang Churuo thought he heard it wrong, and pulled the little maid who said this to her again, her eyes burst into unbelievable shock.

The little maid was frightened, and said tremblingly, "Also... just an hour ago, news came from the Lihua Hall that Commander Shui Ling died... an untimely death, and then... Then the emperor also went, and sent a message. How about a big fire?"

As soon as he loosened the restraint on the little maid, Yang Churuo's hands also dropped heavily.

As for Shui Ling, others may only know that Chu Yuchen grew up with him and treat him very highly, but Yang Churuo knows that it is like a brotherly relationship.

"Where did the emperor go?" Yang Churuo asked coldly, the grief on his face flashed, and he calmed down immediately.

"After the emperor left the Ewha Palace, no one knows where he has gone?" The little maid was still shocked by Yang Churuo's aura, she lowered her head and answered honestly.

No one followed?Where can I go by myself?

Yang Churuo thought for a while before walking towards the door, bumping into Feng Qingyang who was entering the palace at this moment.

"Mother." Feng Qingyang hurriedly supported Yang Churuo who came out in a panic, and asked in confusion, "Mother, where are you going?"

He already knew about the assassination of the number one expert in Chu State. He had just returned to Chu State within a few days, and the top experts in Chu State were attacked one by one and died unexpectedly. The assassin was in the dark, and there was no news about it. , although he tried his best to block the news, it still made people panic, more like a provocation.

Although he knew that his mother's kung fu was profound and that Chu Yuchen was protecting her, she would not be in great danger, but he was still worried and rushed over immediately.

But Yang Churuo was about to go out in a hurry.

"Shang'er, mother is going to visit your father, how about you wait here for mother? Mother hasn't seen you these days, and I miss you very much." Yang Churuo said quickly, barely calm.

"Okay, mother, you can go, Chang'er will stay here obediently and wait for mother to come back." Feng Qingyang nodded sensiblely.

As soon as the words fell, I felt a red mark floating in front of my eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

Under the huge magnolia tree, a lonely figure sat under the tree. He was dressed in a white robe that was particularly glaring. Willful splash-ink painting.

People can't bear to break such a scene.

There were more than a dozen bottles and cans beside Chu Yuchen, and the smell of alcohol could be smelled from more than ten meters away.

She knew that he must be here when he was sad. How uncomfortable is his heart at this moment?
Walking in slowly, Chu Yuchen didn't seem to feel Yang Churuo's approach. He poured a glass of sake into his mouth, and the sake slid down the corners of his lips onto the clothes on his chest, all the way down to his cuffs...

Yang Churuo snatched the wine bottle from Chu Yuchen's hand, and took a sip of wine into his own mouth. Only then did Chu Yuchen realize that Yang Churuo had been sitting beside him at some point.

The two of them didn't say a word, Yang Churuo handed a sip of wine to Chu Yuchen again.

Chu Yuchen also took it and took a gulp.

The two of them kept talking like this, no one spoke, and after an unknown amount of time, Chu Yuchen was the first to speak.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Yang Churuo, his eyes were gentle but chaotic. Obviously, although the inside was deep, he drank too much and was still drunk after all, "Ruo'er, Shuiling is dead." He died a miserable death...

"I know." Yang Churuo pressed Chu Yuchen's head to his chest, stroking Chu Yuchen's dark black hair with slender hands over and over again.

At this moment, Chu Yuchen's tall and straight body was curled up in Yang Churuo's arms.

Yang Churuo only felt soreness in his chest cavity, and he couldn't help feeling bitter.

Yuchen, I will always be by your side... Even if everyone leaves you, I will always be by your side...

"Ruoer, Ruoer... Ruoer..." Chu Yuchen called her name over and over again, and Yang Churuo tightly held Chu Yuchen's hand.

Fingers interlocked, Chu Yuchen finally fell asleep in Yang Churuo's arms.

Looking at the faint youthfulness on Chu Yuchen's handsome face like a banished fairy, she knew how much pain he had endured in his heart.

This is a person who will not be stained with dust under the imperial power and prosperity, but he is uniquely affectionate and righteous. Chu Yuchen is such a man. The most affectionate man in the world is also her Yang Churuo's man.

When I woke up again, there was a huge pain in my head, and the morning sun was refracted in from the window.

Chu Yuchen turned over in pain. He didn't know what to think, and suddenly turned over and sat up, but saw a slender figure in front of the dressing table. The red clothes were loosely wrapped around his body, revealing white and slender shoulders that grew to his waist. His hair is like a black waterfall.

"You are so beautiful today." Chu Yuchen turned over and got out of bed, walked slowly to the dressing table, and circled her from behind.

In the mirror, her face is picturesque, the corners of her eyes and brows are all pink, just a little touch is captivating.

"Help me draw my eyebrows!" Yang Churuo handed the eyebrow pencil in Chu Yuchen's hands.

A touch of tenderness appeared on Chu Yuchen's handsome face as if he had fallen into the world. He took the eyebrow pencil and focused on her eyebrows. That kind of tenderness and focus came from the deepest love in his heart.

"Okay... Let's see if the person in the mirror is more beautiful." Chu Yuchen put down the eyebrow pencil in his hand, and pushed Yang Churuo in front of the mirror.

Neither of them mentioned the matter of Shui Ling, but they both seemed to know each other's heart. They woke up together in the early morning, only thinking about each other.

"Come with me to meet my seventh brother today, okay?" Yang Churuo put on a calm smile on his face, showing a rare tenderness, and sent his soft waist into Chu Yuchen's arms.

Among the older brothers, the only one who survived was Seventh Brother. After so many years, she knew that Seventh Brother had already faded out of the court and the arena, and lived an ordinary life with Baicao. She felt relieved for Seventh Brother.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Chu Yuchen kissed the hair on his forehead.

Yang Churuo is not as eloquent as other women, she never speaks, and always uses actions to relieve his emotions.

For example, now, it may be that Yang Churuo really misses her Seventh Brother when she says she is going to see her Seventh Brother, but maybe it is more to relieve him of his worries.

With a big arm retracted, Yang Churuo was tightly locked in his arms.Feel the warmth and intimacy brought by each other.

With Seventh Brother's temperament, knowing that Third Brother is in the South Country, Seventh Brother will never go to Southland anyway, but they have been in Southland for so long, and Seventh Brother has never been to Southland. Right now, Seventh Brother didn't go to see Princess Xiyue to talk about the old days, which really worried her for a long time.

(End of this chapter)