Hidden Blade Chapter 219: No luck in the emperor’s house

"Waste!"

In the Changle Palace of Jinling City, a white-haired Chen Xuanji pushed the luxurious fruit plate made of gold and stone on the counter table to the ground. The gold object fell to the ground and rolled on the ground with piercing noises. The good melons and fruits on the fruit plate are scattered all over the place.

"Your Majesty! What's wrong?" Yan Yanyan, who heard the sound, stepped forward quickly, came to Chen Xuanji's, and asked softly at that time.

Chen Xuanji glanced back at Yan Yanyan. She was a gentle, considerate, beautiful, and dignified woman. He was in charge of Chen Guo and Chen Xuanji. Compared with Fang Ziyu, the two were like two extremes. . Rao was the first combination, only out of necessity, but after this period of time, Chen Xuanji had to admit that Yan Yanyan was almost an impeccable existence as his wife.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuanji suppressed the anger in his heart as much as possible, and he asked softly: "Have you heard of it?"

Although Yan Yanyan was gentle enough, Chen Xuanji was not so stupid that she really regarded the woman in front of her as a wife who only knew her husband and son. The Yan family behind her, and her father Yan Yuming was in a short period of time. I concealed Munch’s eyeliner within time and raised an elite army of 200,000 for him. With such a strong backing, Yan Yanyan would probably know the news some time before he could.

After hearing this question, Yan Yanyan nodded innocently.

Although he had anticipated this matter, Chen Xuanji's expression was still unavoidable after seeing this scene. Although this great Chen Guo, although he is a monarch, he often looks like an outsider.

"Your Majesty, I don't like..." Yan Yanyan quickly understood Chen Xuanji's thoughts, she lowered her head and asked cautiously.

Chen Xuanji shook his head, unwilling to entangle on this issue anymore.

"Daxia has retired." He said softly, without much joy in his tone, but with a sense of sadness.

"I know." Yan Yanyan was very considerate and did not mention the previous topic again. She nodded again, looked at Chen Xuanji with some puzzlement and asked: "Should this not be a good thing?" Xia retired, and your Majesty guarded the territory of the Kingdom of Chen for the ancestors. This is a sign of great prosperity! The people of the State of Chen will also be grateful to your Majesty..."

Yan Yanyan's words did not make Chen Xuanji feel better. On the contrary, with her words, the expression on Chen Xuanji's face gradually became gloomy, and his heart was depressed. At this time, the anger also began to surge upward.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and slammed it again on the counter in front of him.

Even if he didn't use half of his true essence, the force was still great at this moment. The center of the table was slightly sunken, and the loud sound made Yan Yanyan on the side shake her body, and her words stopped abruptly.

Chen Xuanji's complexion was gloomy, and flames seemed to rise in his eyes, he said: "But Munch is not dead!"

The tone is cold, like a ghost whispering in the mountains at night.

Chen Xuanji has a wonderful plan.

Daxia Guozhu Qiu Jinping led an army of 200,000 troops to surprise Changwuguan. With the death of Fengxing King Chen Ping at the hands of Cui Ting, Chen Guo had no more soldiers except Munch’s 100,000 tiger and wolf knights. This confronted Qiu Jinping. Naturally, the important task will inevitably fall in Munch's hands.

Munch, who has been appointed the king to worship the minister to the nines, can be described as an extremely human minister in such a position. Once he refuses Daxia Tieqi again, he will surely become famous. Such Munch, Chen Xuanji has nothing to appreciate, will he be willing to succumb to others at that time?

Although the idea of ​​saving people by oneself has been made some, in fact, since ancient times, this method has been used to measure people's hearts, but there have been few mistakes.

So, when Munch led an army of 100,000 to kill the enemy in the blood on Changwuguan, Chen Xuanji secretly summoned Yan Yanyan’s father, Yan Yuming, and he recruited 200,000 elite soldiers for him. All these ways were assembled at the rear of Changwu Pass, once Munch and Qiu Jinping had a battle. If it wins, 200,000 pawns can swarm forward and eradicate Munch and others who were slack after the war in the name of conspiracy and collaborating with the enemy. If they fail, it will be great. 200,000 pawns can also replace Munch and fight. Qiu Jinping.

Chen Xuanji had counted everything, but he hadn't counted the aggressive eastward Daxia Iron Cavalry Society like this anticlimactic. After exploring the situation outside Changwu Pass for more than a month, he quietly retreated.

After more than a month, even though Munch and Qiu Jinping have fought against each other many times, they are all temptations to fight. Munch's main force, the one hundred thousand tiger and wolf riders that claim to be able to slay immortals, is unscathed. If this is the case, it is definitely not a good way to smash Munch's 100,000 tigers and wolves with 200,000 elite soldiers.

The thing that worries Chen Xuanji the most is that Munch was busy with the war before the 200,000 army, and he had no time to take care of it. Once he returned to the court, the 200,000 people were Chen Xuanji’s talents. Munch's eyeliner. Once he pursued this matter, the consequences would be disastrous. In fact, even though Munch was still on his way back to the court at this moment, a memorial to the Yan family had already been placed on Chen Xuanji's desk.

Yan Yanyan is ice and smart, and when she heard this, she quickly figured it out.

She smiled gently, walked to Chen Xuanji’s, and put herself in the arms of the other party. She lay on Chen Xuanji’s chest and said softly: "Your Majesty, no matter what happens, Yanyan will be with you. By your majesty's side."

Sniffing the faint scent from the body in his arms, Chen Xuanji's anxiety and anger were surprisingly calmed down a lot. He also stretched out his arms to embrace the person in his arms, and sighed and said: "It's really a blessing to marry Yan'er as his wife... It's just..."

"I missed this opportunity, and if I want to do something with Munch again, I'm afraid I have to wait for some time..."

"Your Majesty is still young. Sooner or later, there will be the day when he will enter the fairyland. How long will your Majesty be able to wait, Yan Yan will always accompany your Majesty to wait." Yan Yanyan said softly, and she squeezed into Chen Xuanji's arms again. Squeeze, she sniffed the faint smell coming from the man, and she felt relieved for a while, just thinking that it would be great if she could be hugged by him forever.

"I'm afraid, Munch won't let me wait until that day." Chen Xuanji didn't seem to feel the thoughts of the person in his arms at this moment. He sighed again and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty!" Yan Yanyan sat up from Chen Xuanji's arms when she heard the words, and she said with some discomfort: "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense, Your Majesty is the son of the Ninth Five-Year God's Mandate, and Munch is a big man. I don’t dare to take what your Majesty is! Besides, a good person like your Majesty will surely be rich in prosperity and good fortune."

Good people? A bitter smile appeared on Chen Xuanji's face.

Can he still be called a good man? He thought about that day, the face that went from waking to sorrow to grief in Jinling City, and the lonely back when she left. Chen Xuanji didn't understand. He who did such a thing can still be regarded as a good person. ?

So, he shook his head and said: "I'm not good."

"No! Your Majesty is the best person in the world!" But for some reason, Yan Yanyan, who had always followed Chen Xuanji's words, echoed her words at that time, her tone of resoluteness and determination was rare.

Chen Xuanji was stunned, thinking that the other party was comforting him with this, he shook his head again, trying to end this upsetting topic, but Yan Yanyan looked straight at Chen Xuanji at that time. In those dark eyes, the light flickered, like stars and bright moon, so bright that people did not dare to look directly.

"Fourteen years ago..." Yan Yanyan said softly.

"Chen State Jinling City, your Majesty remember what happened at that time?"

Chen Xuanji couldn't help but froze again. Twelve years ago, he was still the prince of Chen Kingdom, and his mother, Queen Meng Yu, was still alive. The world at that time was perfect for Chen Xuanji when he was young, almost dreamlike.

As for the memory of that year, Chen Xuanji certainly has many memories, but he doesn't know which one Yan Yanyan refers to.

"You saved me." Yan Yanyan seemed to see Chen Xuanji's doubts. She was a little disappointed, but she quickly suppressed the loss and said: "I fled to Jinling City with my father that year. , Being chased by the enemy family, it was the passing prince who severely punished those thieves. Only then did my father and I escape the catastrophe and live to this day."

Chen Xuanji only remembered this when he heard this, but it seemed that there was such a thing. Back then, his mother, Queen Meng Yu, couldn't stand his stalker, and took him to play with his micro-clothes. She happened to meet this incident at the corner of the street and let her go with her. The guard rescued the father and daughter who were in trouble, but they didn’t want to be Yan Yanyan in front of them...

Seeing that Chen Xuanji’s face showed a sudden look, Yan Yanyan suddenly smiled, and she rushed into Chen Xuanji’s arms again, hugging the other party and saying softly: "Your Majesty saved Yanyan’s life, it’s true. Yanyan will do her best to protect her majesty."

Chen Xuanji, who was still reminiscing about the past, suddenly shook his body when he heard this.

He seemed to have thought of something, and the strange expression between his brows became dumbfounded. Then he slowly lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and stopped at a distance of less than an inch from the person in his arms, and then he asked in a deep voice: "Yanyan, you really Is willing to sacrifice his life for me?"

Yan Yanyan, who has been completely immersed in the love of her children, did not hear the strangeness in Chen Xuanji’s tone at all. She nodded heavily: "Yanyan’s life belongs to your majesty, and people are also yours. For your majesty, Yan Yan Can do anything."

"Really..." Chen Xuanji murmured, the hand hanging in the air finally fell on Yanyan's body. At this moment, he poured the girl tightly into his arms and mouth Speaking softly: "It is Chen's blessing to marry a woman like Yanyan."

"Yanyan is also very happy to be able to marry your Majesty."

After the two said, they looked at each other speechlessly, but hugged each other tightly in the Changle Palace in the Jinling City.

That night, the candlelight was leisurely, and it stayed in the Changle Palace all night long.

......

Although Chen Xuanji knew very well, when he got the news of Daxia's withdrawal of troops, Munch was already on his way back to the court.

It's just that he didn't think that the speed at which he got news was so slow, or that Munch's return speed was so fast.

He stood up from the bed with carved dragons and phoenixes, while tidying up his clothes, he looked sideways at the bright sky outside the temple. Without shifting his head, he asked, "He came so early?"

"Yeah." The old eunuch, who was kneeling at the door of the hall, replied softly. "Master Qin has been waiting for an hour in the Changle Palace. The old slave came to report at this moment because he was afraid of affecting his majesty's rest."

"Uncle just took the blood to kill the enemy at the border, and when he returned, he came to face the saint. It is a lesson to learn from my heart. I am the minister of Chen Xuanji." Chen Xuanji sighed expressionlessly, and he reached out and raised the scattered. Wear the dragon robe on the side.

The old **** at the gate of the temple still had his head low when he heard the words. He never got up, let alone responded.

After a while, Chen Xuanji finally put on that cumbersome dragon robe.

As the monarch of the Kingdom of Chen, no matter how frustrated, the court ladies in this costume will not be bad after all, but Chen Xuanji is accustomed to accomplishing such things on his own. This is a habit he has cultivated since he was a child, and it is also what his mother asked for.

He didn't like that royal robe. He was too bloated and too cumbersome to wear.

But now he suddenly understands that once something is put on, it is difficult to take it off, because often the price of taking it off is your life.

So, he carefully fastened every belt and closed every button. He knew that he was destined to not escape this fate, so he had to cherish this imperial robe that he didn't really like as much as he cherished his own life.

It took him a quarter of an hour to put this imperial robe neatly on, then he turned to look at the old **** who was still crawling on the ground and said, "Let’s go, don’t let my uncle wait too long. Up."

When the old **** heard this, he hurriedly stood up at that time, but his head was still respectfully low, and then he turned to lead the way.

But just as Chen Xuanji was about to step out, the man with white hair seemed to suddenly think of something. His steps stopped in the air, then turned his head and looked towards Behind.

On that luxurious bed with dragons and phoenixes, a woman who was born tenderly and slept peacefully.

When Chen Xuanji saw this situation, he smiled, leaned forward, kissed the woman's forehead lightly, and then turned and left.

The eyes of the woman on the bed are still closed, but the long eyelashes seem to move imperceptibly after the man left...

......

In the Changle Palace.

Chen Xuanji stared at the man in armor and a long knife at his waist. His expression was silent and silent.

The man also looked up at him at that time, the same expression of silence, the same silence.

The old **** behind Chen Xuan's body also lowered his head, looking timid, as if he was afraid to move the first half of a minute, and the slight sound of the sleeves would break the silence.

After a long time.

The ice and snow between Chen Xuanji's eyebrows suddenly melted, and he smiled, and said with great concern: "Uncle has worked hard."

The man respectfully bowed his hand and immediately replied: "It is the blessing of the minister to share the worries for your majesty."

The puffy voice was like thunder, blaring back and forth in the empty Changle Palace, and only stopped after a few breaths.

"Uncle is struggling, come back to be a good student, why rush to face the saint? If you are exhausted, who should the widow rely on in the future as the wolves look around the world?" Chen Xuanji said so, with a face on his face. The smile is gentle, the harmony of Mingjun and Xianchen in the Changle Palace.

"The world is your majesty's world. The minister is old, and when one day passes away, your majesty must always learn to rely on himself." Munch replied softly, the expression on his face was silent, without sorrow and joy.

Chen Xuanji’s face suddenly showed fear and concern, and he eagerly said: "What is this uncle? This Da Chen is my Da Chen and his uncle. If there is no uncle, how come? Today’s mystery."

When I said this, Chen Xuanji was very frightened and sincere, whether it was the tone of words or the expression on his face, but it was hard to spot the fault.

But Munch, who heard the words, only glanced at Chen Xuanji, and then withdrew his gaze, and at the same time withdrew the posture of imagining Chen Xuanji again.

He stepped forward, walked under the steps of the dragon chair, and arched his hand again before saying: "The minister is here this time, there is something to ask about."

The smile on Chen Xuanji's face, as expected, has never been reduced by half. He smiled and said, "What's the matter? It's okay for uncle to speak frankly."

The smile that seemed to be unprepared, almost out of the heart, fell in Munch's eyes, and the face of the man who looked as silent as an ancient well had slight fluctuations in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. .

"When the ministers were at Changwu Pass to meet foreign enemies, they found that there were a lot of traces of soldiers patrolling in the area on the rear of the valley. I don’t know if your Majesty knows about it? As far as I know, Da Chen doesn’t have so many other soldiers.” Munch asked, his head raised again at that time, his eyes straight like a sharp arrow. It fell on Chen Xuanji's face, as if he wanted to see something from the young emperor.

But to his disappointment, Chen Xuanji, who heard this, only showed an expression of inconsistency, and then he smiled suddenly: "This is what my uncle said..."

"Daxia's heart is not dead. Uncle fought against the enemy alone. I was worried about his uncle's safety. Just now I ordered people to recruit the army. It was enough to make up a 200,000 army. I was about to send to help my uncle. Defeated the enemy."

"Your Majesty is so capable, you can recruit 200,000 troops in less than a month..." Munch sighed in a deep voice.

"It's just some untrained recruits, rushed into use. It's nothing, and it's not as good as the tiger wolf rider in the hands of my uncle." Chen Xuanji replied with ashamed face.

Munch said: "Then your Majesty will train this army well, and we will have more troubles in the future."

It was just these words. Before Chen Xuanji could answer, Munch's voice sounded again: "My Majesty has seen no memorial sent by me."

This time, Chen Xuanji finally showed a strange color on his face, but soon he smiled again and said: "Is the uncle talking about the Yan family's gaining wealth and humiliating the reputation of my royal family?"

Munke didn't respond when he heard the words, just staring at Chen Xuanji with a calm gaze.

The smile on Chen Xuanji's face gradually became a little unnatural under such gaze, but after a few breaths, he solemnly said: "This matter is very serious..."

Munch did not give Chen Xuanji the opportunity to finish his remarks. He suddenly raised his tone by a few points. At that time, he declared: "Your Majesty is busy with the affairs of the country. Since I want to investigate this matter, I don’t have time to come. Regarding the supervision and training of the army, the ministers have been fighting all the year round, and I have some experience in this matter. In addition, now that the enemies around Chen Guo are looking around, the training of the army cannot be delayed. If not, let the matter be handed over to the ministers."

This is of course impassioned, a loyal appearance of loyalty to the country. But when the old **** behind Chen Xuan's fuselage heard the words, he couldn't help but tremble. He could understand that this was a clear fight for military power. The so-called rebellion is nothing more than the case.

It’s strange that after hearing this, the smile on Chen Xuanji’s face that was about to froze suddenly brightened again. He lowered his head and said Yingying: "Uncle misunderstood, I said The thing is that I have investigated the matter clearly, as for the result..."

Speaking of this, Chen Xuanji turned his head and glanced at the old **** beside him.

The old man named Anu nodded knowingly at that time, went to the inner room and took out a one-foot-square wooden box, and walked in front of Munch.

The smile on Chen Xuanji's face was even greater. He stared at Munch and said meaningfully: "It's all in this wooden box. Please also ask uncle to have a look."

......

Yan Yanyan in the Fengluan Hall of the East Palace paced back and forth anxiously in the hall.

Chen Xuanji went to meet with Munch. Although she kept comforting Chen Xuanji, she knew very well in her heart that Munch was not an easy one, and this trip was extremely dangerous.

Of course, she hopes to help Chen Xuanji, but she is a female streamer, so she can control such big affairs. She could only send her cronies out of the palace early in the morning to inform her father, hoping to resolve the matter through her father's strength in Chen Guo. It's just that Chen Xuanji has not returned for a long time, and his cronies have also gone for a long time.

Waiting like this is undoubtedly the most difficult.

"It's not good!" After about an hour passed, an exclamation suddenly came from outside the hall.

Yan Yanyan was startled and heard that the voice was the voice of the cronie she sent. She hurried out of the hall door, and saw that cronie rushed into the hall with an anxious expression.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yanyan asked hurriedly.

"Master, Yan..." The confidant was just about to say something, but a sharp duck voice came from outside the palace.

"The emperor is here!"

As soon as the sound fell, Chen Xuanji, who was wearing an imperial robe with white hair and a handsome face, appeared at the gate of the palace at that time.

Seeing her sweetheart, Yan Yanyan hurried forward and said with a smile of joy: "Your Majesty is back? Then Munch is not embarrassed, your Majesty?"

Yan Yanyan was thinking about the safety of her sweetheart, but she didn't realize that the cronies who had passed by at that time turned pale when she heard of Chen Xuanji's arrival.

The returning Chen Xuanji did not respond to Yan Yanyan's concern at the first time. He swept his eyes around and said softly: "You guys get out first."

The servants around me naturally didn’t dare to disobey, and after a yes, they retreated one after another, and although the cronie had a wink at Yan Yanyan, there was only the person in front of Yan Yanyan’s eyes. Where can I estimate him?

When everyone retreated, Yan Yanyan asked again: "Your Majesty, what's going on?"

"It's okay, the matter has been resolved, Yan'er don't have to worry." Chen Xuanji said with a smile.

After hearing this, Yan Yanyan's hanging heart finally let go. She let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her chest with lingering fears, and said: "I'm worried about the bad concubines. Okay, I'll just say that your majesty will be able to save the world with great prosperity."

After saying this, she did not see the gloomy gaze in Chen Xuanji's eyes. She seemed to think of something and then said: "Your Majesty will deal with this matter early today. I want to come to this moment and still have time to eat in the future. Right? The concubines have prepared breakfast for your majesty a long time ago. They are all your majesty's favorite food."

Speaking, the woman turned her body unconsciously, and walked to the table aside, she was about to take out something from the food box, and still said in her mouth: "Yan Yan also There is no great ability to help your Majesty, you can only do what you can..."

"No."

"Yan'er has helped me a lot, but there is still one thing to trouble Yan'er." Chen Xuanji's voice sounded behind her.

"What?" The woman who didn't know it brought out the hot wontons from the food box, and turned to ask.

But the words were only spoken, and her body suddenly shook as if it had been severely injured.

The golden bowl in her hand suddenly fell off, and the wontons in the soup were scattered on the floor, but she just widened her eyes and looked at the face that was only an inch away from him with an incredible look. She has dreamed of her face countless times in her dreams.

She looked at her chest, there was a long sword inserted there at the moment, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the person in front of her, she wants to know that all this is a nightmare~ IndoMTL. com~still...

It's just that her hand was still in the future and reached there, she lost her strength, her head sank, and she fell down with unbelievable fear.

Chen Xuanji stepped forward at that time and hugged the girl's fallen body.

He stroked her caring back, as if he was comforting a sleeping lover, then he gently moved to her ear, opened his lips slightly, and uttered two words softly.

He said: "Go to death."

......

When Munch walked out of Changle Palace, the sky was still clear and thundered suddenly.

The torrential rain poured down at that time without the slightest warning.

His Royal Highness King Qin did not prop up his true essence barrier, but let the rain hit his armor.

They washed away the dust on the armor that hadn't been separated for a month, and washed away something in Munch's heart.

He suddenly stopped ten feet away from the majestic palace gate. He put the wooden casket he was holding in his arms in front of him, and then reached out his hand to gently touch the wooden casket. Open.

There was a head with surplus warmth looking at him with wide eyeballs, and his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

It's called Yan Yuming.

Is the head of the Yan family and Yan Yanyan's father.

It was naturally an extremely terrifying scene, but this obviously did not have the slightest impact on Munch, who had been accustomed to life and death.

But he still stopped and watched for a long time, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was a color of relief in his eyes.

After a few breaths, he closed the wooden box again, and stepped into the majestic rainstorm.

In a trance, a whisper came.

"You learn quickly..."

"But not fast enough."

"Hurry up..."

"Time is running out for me to teach you..."