Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 1027

Mo Buli closed his eyes and sighed deeply again: "I... am ashamed of my father, and even more ashamed of those retainers who swear to follow my father. If it is not because of me, my father would not have failed like that when he did something wrong back then. miserable."

"In the flower bed of 'Nianqingju' in Guangming Palace, there is a broken stone, did you take it from here?" Huan Zicheng asked.

Compared with Mo Buli's mood changes which are sometimes sad and sometimes sarcastic, Huan Zicheng is like made of ice, he has no emotion from beginning to end, which can be described as ruthless.

The "Nian Qing Ju" he mentioned was the dilapidated small courtyard where Mo Buli lived. There was a large white stone in the flower bed of the courtyard.And the name of the courtyard is "Nianqing", presumably it is also a vague expression of nostalgia for Prince Jing.

Seeing that he actually asked about this matter, Mo Buli was startled for a moment, then got up wistfully, shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I actually found that stone from other places. Since Yongping 19 years ago, I... It’s the first time to go back to Baiyun Temple.”

As he spoke, he looked around again, and the scene full of sores and wounds when he stole the secret path appeared in front of his eyes again.

At that time, he had been hiding in the secret path for half a year, and finally waited until the wind outside was not so tight, and then quietly escaped from the ruined temple at the foot of the mountain, gathering up the old troops and looking for help along the way, the hardships and hardships are really unspeakable.

Things have changed, stars have changed, people and things have changed, and returning to Baiyun Temple at this moment is when the son of the enemy is coming with great momentum.

Mo Buli couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, mocking himself.

Both he and his father and king will end their lives here, is this also God's will?
"Listen to the words of the king of the county, everything is clear." Huan Zicheng's voice was still so cold, as if the snow that had accumulated all over the ground could no longer melt: "First, the grandfather and the late emperor secretly joined forces to betray Prince Jing; Another family lord made a report, which once again put Prince Jing in a dangerous situation. Even though what my grandfather and the family lord did was what the Huan clan must do, my Huan family and the county king really have a mortal enmity. The county king It is only natural to kill my family Huan."

In a few words, he completely agreed with Mo Buli's repeated schemes against the Huan family.

After a moment of silence, Huan Zicheng continued to speak in a low voice: "With the words of the county king, my doubts for many years have been resolved. I will take the life of the county king later, and I will kill the county king if I think so."

Mo Buli looked at him, and a bitter smile slowly floated on his lips: "I wanted to be born here, but now I have to die here. God's will. Winners and losers, victory and defeat are determined, human power is not enough. I, A worthy death."

The open space fell silent, and everyone remained silent, as if they were waiting for the heavy snow to stop.

However, that snow has been flying in the air, passing by from time to time when there is a new wind, rolling up pieces of snowflakes, and lightly covering the boulder.

"The emperor's uncle went to Zhao country later, and even stayed in the hidden hall for a while, just to find the edict?" The weak voice sounded suddenly, but it was Qin Su who asked a question.

These news were inquired by Huan Zicheng and sorted out by Qin Su himself, but it was not complete.

Almost all the insiders of the Yintang died in various missions. After all, that is what the Yintang did, and casualties were normal.But among the old people who are alive today, even if some people have heard of this matter, they still don't know much about it. That's why Qin Su wanted to ask.

Steeply hearing the word "Yin Tang", there seems to be some kind of emotion sliding deep in the depths of the eyes.

However, at this moment, he was facing the Danjing room sideways, and from Qin Su's perspective, he could only see his throat rolling quickly, but when he spoke, his voice remained unchanged.

"I did stay in Yintang for two years," he said lightly, and stood up from the boulder with his hands behind his back. "In the 20th year of Yongping, I escaped from Dachen with a few people and went to Zhao Guoyingchuan to find The news of the edict. At that time, the place in Yingchuan...was really desolate, and I often walked dozens of miles without meeting a single person. I spent a year there, but I didn't find any news about the Qin family. .I had no choice but to leave Yingchuan and go to Anfeng, the capital of the Zhao Kingdom. My father once hid a group of people in Anfeng, and when I found them, it had been 22 years since Yongping."

When he said these words, his expression became a little erratic again, as if he had returned to the Zhao country back then: "It was in that year that I accidentally found out the whereabouts of Yintang in Anfeng City. At that time, I, Desperately eager to get help, he took the risk to contact the hidden hall." He paused slightly, his face turned cold at this moment: "What I didn't expect was that the people in the hidden hall were cunning and insidious, and they were unstoppable. Fortunately, I have never disclosed my true identity, and I have the strength in my hands, so Yintang can't do anything to me. After staying in Yintang for two years, I left Yintang again and returned to Anfeng."

"That game at Fifty Mile Pu came from this." The sudden sentence temporarily cut off Mo Buli's narration.

He was startled, but saw Huan Zicheng was looking at him coldly, his face was as cold as ice.

He smiled lightly, nodded his head and said, "Your Excellency, you guessed it right. The game at Fifty Lipu was indeed prepared for Huan Shisanniang." His tone was surprisingly calm, and his face was also calmer than before: " I am a person who has never been broad-minded. The reason why I went to the country and left my hometown was thanks to the Huan family. So I always thought that the Huan family should also be responsible for the roads I traveled and the things I met. Come back again."

Huan Zicheng didn't speak, but the breath on his body became extremely chilling at this moment.

Qin Su looked at Mo Buli from a distance, never felt like this moment for a moment, and felt the narrowness and insidiousness of this person.

When he was in the hidden hall back then, Mo Buli suffered a lot when he thought about it, and his purpose of sending Qin Su to the hidden hall in his past and present lives is self-evident.

After understanding all this, the emotions that had been clamoring in Qin Su's heart were all calmed down.

This is a life-and-death duel between different positions, the enemy and us. There is no right or wrong, let alone good or evil.Just as Mo Buli plotted her all the way to death in her previous life, Qin Su in this life also pushed Mo Buli to a dead end step by step.

No one is innocent.

Everyone standing here at this moment has blood on their hands and fought hard after a near death, and their purpose is only to survive.

"What is the princess thinking?" Mo Buli's voice suddenly sounded, as if there was still a little curiosity.

Qin Su restrained her thoughts, and glanced at him lightly: "I'm wondering how long Uncle Huang can keep smiling like this."

Mo Buli was startled for a moment, then he really laughed, then raised his eyebrows again: "Isn't the princess curious about the Qin family's affairs?"

"I'm naturally curious." Qin Su interjected, with a calm expression on his face: "If the emperor's uncle is willing to say it, this palace will not oblige the emperor's kindness."

(End of this chapter)