Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 1022

The breeze came slowly, and the snowflakes danced lightly. His cold voice was blown by the wind, and there was a strange dream-like feeling, as if he was not talking about the past at all, but talking alone in his sleep.

Qin Su couldn't help turning his head to look around. The place where he came into view was a boulder with snow color and moss marks. The distant mountains were covered by heavy snow. It was like a plain landscape, light black mixed with white, far away and empty.

"Heaven pays off. The late emperor finally waited for the opportunity he waited so hard for." Mo Buli continued, his voice seemed a little hazy, and it was carried into the ears by the snowflakes, and it was cold and chilling: "Then One autumn, the imperial grandfather went hunting as an exception, but he was accidentally injured and had to recuperate in the palace. However, his father did not participate in the hunting because of a minor ailment. This is really a golden opportunity, and it may even be The only chance for the late emperor. Therefore, the late emperor secretly recruited troops and replaced all the people inside and outside the palace with his own, and then he poisoned the emperor's grandfather."

There was a bit of hatred on Mo Buli's face, and his voice became colder and colder: "The emperor's grandfather is a sage and enlightened king. He discerned every detail and quickly noticed the late emperor's intentions, but unfortunately it was too late. The palace has already been taken by the late emperor. The crowd was so secretive that the imperial grandfather couldn't even call people to have an audience, but after three to five days, the poison had already entered the internal organs, and there was no chance of survival. However, what the late emperor never expected was that the imperial grandfather had long been on guard against it. For this reason, he secretly drew up an imperial edict in advance, and passed it on to my father. In the palace, before his death, the imperial grandfather still managed to entrust this imperial edict to a confidant guard, just now Long Yubintian .”

"So that's how it is." Huan Zicheng interjected, his cold eyes swept over Mo Buli's body, his expression was extremely calm: "I think, the reason why the county king poisoned His Majesty is also because of the past and the aftermath."

Mo Buli stared at him for a while, and there was a gleam in those meteor-like eyes: "You guessed it a long time ago? Did you guess that I asked Guo Shili's father to pay the debt?"

"Yes." Huan Zicheng nodded, and the corners of his lips curled into a very faint arc: "I want His Royal Highness to know that the will is actually in my hands."

Mo Buli was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight suddenly.

"What did you say?" He seemed a little unbelievable, he looked at Huan Zicheng without blinking, and his face also turned pale at this moment: "You got... the last edict? How is this possible? Then Isn’t the edict lost? Where did you get it? Who gave it to you?”

He threw out several questions in a row, as if they were urgent.

However, after he hurriedly asked, he was startled again, as if he suddenly remembered something, a line of clarity crossed his face.

"I understand." He smiled self-deprecatingly, then relaxed his sitting body, and shook his head again, as if he was a little dissatisfied: "It's not good for the governor to tell me this lie. "

"The king was joking." Huan Zicheng's expression hardly changed, and his voice was as cold as usual: "The edict is indeed in my hands. But, I didn't get it."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Su who was at the side, and his expression turned soft in an instant: "The person who got the real copy of the edict is the Princess of Jinling."

Mo Buli's aura became extremely intense at this moment.

Although he didn't say a word, his two cold eyes were fixed on Qin Su's body in an instant, his icy gaze seemed to be able to freeze people's hearts.

"Is this...really?" He seemed unsure, and asked again.

Qin Su glanced at him lightly, nodded and said: "I have indeed obtained the edict, and there is nothing to lie about. Please... think carefully, uncle emperor, if there is no edict, why would we think of coming to Baiyun Temple?" the secret path?"

Mo Buli is the son of Prince Jing, and he is cousin to Emperor Zhongyuan. According to his seniority, Qin Su should indeed call him Uncle Emperor.

Mo Buli stared at Qin Su blankly, as if he wanted to read something from her face.

Qin Su looked at him calmly, and there was no dodge in those eyes like spring smoke.

After a long time, the blood on Mo Buli's face slowly faded again.

At that moment, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to be lost, sitting on the boulder like a wandering soul.

The snow flakes were flying and circling, falling on his skirt and filling his hair bun. He just sat like this, as if he wanted to let the heavy snow cover him.

After a long while, he finally pulled up the corners of his lips and laughed "hehe".

Hollow and difficult laughter echoed in this open space for a long time.

"Ariel, did you... hear it?" He said, his voice was desolate, his face was empty: "Did you hear it? We...have been searching for so long and haven't found it. For the past 29 years...we have been looking for... ...Who would have thought that... unexpectedly... was found by her..."

He pointed at Qin Su and laughed until he burst into tears, but he kept on saying, "Did you hear that...the last edict is really...really still...hehehe...still... "

Ariel lowered his head, his expression was sad, but he couldn't make a sound.

"This is God's will." Huan Zicheng said calmly, cut off Mo Buli's laughter, and his face was expressionless: "His Royal Highness, who has experienced wind and rain for a long time, must not be ignorant of the saying 'management depends on man, and success depends on heaven' stop."

Mo Buli's pale face seemed to have a tinge of embarrassment, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Qin Su stared, but saw that he raised his sleeve and wiped it at the corner of his eyes. When the sleeve was put down, all the emotions on his face were also wiped off.

"As the governor said, this king has made his appearance." Mo Buli seemed to be a little emotional, put his hands on his knees, looked at the distant mountain peaks, and sighed: "For the past 29 years, I have been looking for this all the time. However, there is still no clue to find the last edict. Now that the last edict has come out, I can't help feeling restless."

"It's human nature." Huan Zicheng smiled faintly: "Please continue to clarify the confusion, Your Highness the Duke of the County."

When Mo Buli heard the words, he nodded, "It's up to you."

As he spoke, he put his hands on his hands again, and he didn't think the snow water on the boulder was cold, and he showed the ecstatic expression just now, and said in a rambling voice: "I said before, the emperor's grandfather He handed over the edict to a confidant. Let’s say that confidant is a guard with superb martial arts skills. He broke through the heaven and earth net laid down by the late emperor and quietly returned to the capital. The first person he sought was the Lord Sikong of Lie Sangong—Huan Fucheng."

Qin Su's heart froze immediately.

This is really the first time I heard that her grandfather, who is a direct relative, actually read the secret edict back then.

(End of this chapter)