"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 248 The Emperor and the Dark Guard

On the other side, a sedan chair with a certain black and golden roof stopped firmly at the side, and the servant standing beside him bowed his head and raised a corner of the curtain.

In the sedan chair, Fu Lou, who was dressed in black uniform, looked at him, his face, which had always been inconspicuous, now had a faint smile on it. The viciousness and cheerfulness in the smile deeply burned Mo Chi.

Mo Chi froze and listened expressionlessly to his accusations of the crimes of the dead on the ground with disrespectful words.

In the middle of the night, he sneaked into the prime minister's mansion in an attempt to assassinate him, and also wanted to steal important documents in the study. After his whereabouts were exposed, he resisted stubbornly and even intended to kill the prime minister.

One after another, they are all unforgivable capital crimes, which can be regarded as death.

Hearing Fu Louwan's devil-like words, Mo Chi gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood between his lips and teeth, and smiled: "The prime minister is shocked."

Fu Lou: "There is nothing serious about my subject, but this person's moves are extremely cruel, there must be someone behind him, I hope the emperor will be more careful in the future, so as not to put himself in danger."

Mo Chi didn't speak, Fu Lou left after saying this, and the sedan chair wobbled out of the palace gate.

The rain in the sky did not show any tendency to decrease. Mo Chi stood under the eaves and waved away everyone in the palace. It wasn't until the vermilion door was closed that he stumbled into the rain as if suddenly awakened. In the curtain, and then fell down beside the corpse, his body began to convulse and tremble uncontrollably.

"Yun... Yunchu..." The man murmured Yunchu's name cautiously. The thin ground was already soaked by the rain, and the dark red blood stains slowly snaked away, and then were mercilessly washed away by the rain.

Mo Chi's raised hand froze in the air and kept trembling. He didn't dare to remove the white cloth, he was afraid.

The person lying on the ground must not be his Yunchu, his Yunchu is obviously fine, and he told himself before yesterday that he wanted to go out and travel.

He couldn't believe that a person who was clearly alive before had turned into a cold corpse.

The white cloth splashed with muddy water was finally removed, and Mo Chi looked at the pale and slightly swollen face, and the last hope in his heart disappeared.

The man who had lost the whole world hugged the corpse on the ground, broke down and cried loudly.

The scene changed, and it was already a year later. Mo Chi was standing in the corner of the bedroom, looking at himself who was sleeping on wine all day long, his eyes were dim.

Another day will be the Lantern Festival. During this period of time, he has watched the increasingly severe situation in the court hall and the group of courtiers with obvious ambitions below, and his crazy idea of ​​dragging everyone to be buried with him at the beginning of the cloud is increasing day by day. .

Looking at what he had done in his previous life from Yunchu's death to the present, Mo Chi felt sad.

He felt that he was very cowardly in his previous life, so cowardly that he felt very pitiful. If it were him, he would definitely trample those who hurt Yunchu under his feet, and break their bones bit by bit, and then, Drain their blood, let them enjoy the pain while they are alive, and finally, swallow their last breath in despair in pain.

Mo Chi knew that his thoughts were bloody, it could be said that he was stupefied, but he didn't care at all. If he could, he would sell his soul to the devil, only wishing to severely punish those who hurt Yunchu.It was because of this that when he knew his plan in his previous life, Mo Chi felt that the other party was still too kind.

Perhaps so many years of repression and humiliation have somewhat worn away his arrogance and rebellion.

The Lantern Festival comes as promised, and the whole country celebrates with joy. There is a wonderful scene of singing and dancing. No one knows what kind of situation they will face tomorrow after today. Simply cherish the present and live the present well.

After the Lantern Festival, the capital was quiet for a long time.

This year's winter was extremely cold, and until March in Yangchun, the weather was still extremely cold. Under such circumstances, everyone felt a faint sense of uneasiness.

Until the beginning of April, Ayi State rebelled and attacked Yun State with overwhelming momentum. At this point, Yun State began a three-year war.

In the past, the most proud line of defense and fighters of the people of Yun Country were as fragile as paper tigers under the attack of Ayi Country.

Those officials in the court who only knew how to have fun finally panicked one by one when the enemy army approached the city.

The emaciated emperor sat on the dragon chair, looked at the people who were arguing underground, and slowly, slowly raised the corners of his lips, with madness and relief when the dust was about to settle in his eyes.

Fu Lou's hair became gray because of the war, and he seemed to have aged several decades in the past three years. He hadn't lived a life where one person was under ten thousand, and he hadn't sat on the chair that represented everything. He couldn't let Yun Kingdom perish, so he kept running around, meeting with audiences, proposing solutions to Mochi one after another, cede land, get married...he thought about everything he could think of, but in the past he didn't dare to go to the east The man in the west, but this time he turned a blind eye to everything he did.

Just when Fu Lou was startled that the other party had escaped his control at some point, and was about to force the palace to support a puppet again, the man secretly opened the city gate on a dark and stormy night, and sent the enemy army outside the gate, Put them all in.

When the shiny and sharp knife rested on his neck, Fu Lou hadn't realized what happened. He staggered and was pushed to the high city wall by the soldiers, and blood flowed like a river underneath.

Not far from him was a man in a red wedding dress.

Fu Lou looked at him, opened his mouth, and said hoarsely: "The emperor..."

Mo Chi turned around and looked at him, his red clothes were flapping by the strong wind, his handsome face showed no expression: "Prime Minister, you are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

His tone was calm, but Fu Lou felt a little panic in his heart.

The man who was over fifty years old forced himself to be calm, but when he saw Mo Chi slowly take out a sharp dagger with a cold light from behind, he instantly understood everything.

"The city gate you opened let them in?!" Fu Lou opened his mouth in disbelief.

Mo Chi looked at him, the smile on his face had no warmth, coupled with the cold murderous gaze, he looked like a ghost who had just stepped out of hell.

"It seems that the prime minister is not too stupid. How about it, does the prime minister like the gift I prepared for you?"

Listening to his words, Fu Lou looked at him in shock: "Are you crazy!"

"Crazy? I went crazy the day you killed Yunchu!" Mo Chi looked at the man in front of him, clenched his teeth tightly, and his whole body was filled with killing intent.