"Then we don't want to be this prince anymore, let's go back to Dayue." Cao Qing'er said, holding his hand.
"Qing'er, I know you don't care about glory and wealth, but if I am really removed, I will not be reconciled. I don't want that woman to laugh at me." Jimo Ziyan also held her hand tightly.
"Then I'll kill her!" Cao Qing'er's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"I'm afraid that even if we kill us, we won't be able to get out of Dameng. At this moment, the only way to get rid of Mo Wushuang is to eliminate the danger." Jimo Ziyan looked at Hua Yueling.
Hua Yueling was silent, but she knew that she could not watch Mo Wushuang die in front of her, because she couldn't do it.
Nangong Lieye looked at Jimo Ziyan, and the two looked at Hua Yueling's tangled little face.
"Ling'er, you can't sympathize with him anymore. If he really wants to seize the throne of the king, I'm afraid there will be another bloody storm, and the people of Dameng will suffer!" Nangong Lieye immediately stopped her sympathy.
"I really hope he can figure it out." Hua Yueling still sighed.
"Ling'er, I'm afraid if it's difficult, men will go crazy." Jimo Ziyan felt that if it were him, he would definitely hate Hua Yue Ling.
"Does it really have to end with one death?" Hua Yue Ling's eyes were full of pain.
Everyone looked at each other, knowing the pain in Hua Yueling's heart.
That night, no matter how much Nangong Lieye coaxed Hua Yueling, Hua Yueling was not in the mood. A bad premonition lingered in her mind and she couldn't shake it off. In the end, Nangong Lieye had no choice but to order her
Sleep in the 'hole' and force her to sleep.
At three o'clock in the morning, Nangong Lieye, who was sleeping, heard the rapid footsteps outside and immediately jumped up and sat up.
There was a knock on the door immediately, and Jimo Ziyan's voice came in urgently: "Ling'er, Your Majesty."
Nangong Lieye quickly put on his clothes and opened the door: "Your Highness, what happened?"
"No, Mo Wushuang went to see Lord Wen and just sneaked into the palace." Jimo Ziyan was extremely anxious.
"What!" Nangong Lieye was startled, "It seems he is about to take action. Wait, I'll wake up Ling'er." After saying that, he immediately walked to the bed and woke Hua Yue Ling.
Hua Yueling opened her eyes in confusion, saw Nangong Lieye's concerned black eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty, why don't you sleep?"
"Ling'er!" Jimo Ziyan's head was exposed.
Hua Yueling was stunned, then stood up immediately and said: "What time is it now, why are you here?" Hua Yueling looked outside and it was pitch black.
"Ling'er, it's just past three o'clock, and His Highness is here to tell you that Mo Wushuang has entered the palace." Nangong Lieye explained quickly.
"What!" Hua Yueling was shocked, "How do you know?" Hua Yueling looked at Jimo Ziyan.
"I have been sending people to monitor Mr. Wen and my mother and concubine. Someone came to report just now, saying that a handsome and extraordinary man went to find Mr. Wen. Later, he left and went to the palace and climbed over the wall. He must have gone to find his mother.
Concubine, my mother-in-law is sleeping with me today, not in her Chengde Palace, but in my father's Tianen Palace. I don't know if he will go in directly." Jimo Ziyan was extremely nervous.
"Let's go take a look." Hua Yueling quickly stood up.
"Ling'er, don't go. Your Highness and I will go take a look." Nangong Lieye was worried about her stomach.
"Yes, I just came to tell you that the Third Prince and I will go." Jimo Ziyan nodded quickly.
"No, if I go, I might be able to persuade him to come back." Hua Yueling insisted.
"Ling'er, he already hates you to death. If you go, it will only make him angrier." Nangong Lieye said tangledly.
Hua Yueling shook her head and must go. This time she wanted to end things with Mo Wushuang. If she couldn't ask for his forgiveness, then she couldn't accompany the people of Dameng. For Hua Yueling, this was also a concession.
When she made a painful choice.
"Let's go then." Jimo Ziyan looked at the third prince and could only nod. Just after he finished speaking, Cao Qing'er came dressed neatly and said, "I'm going too!"
"Qing'er, you're tired, you should rest." Jimo Ziyan's words made Cao Qing'er blush, and she said coquettishly, "I'm fine, don't be nagging, let's go." It turned out that the two were newly married, and love was naturally indispensable. Jimo Ziyan
Yan You was so strong that he killed her three times in a row, causing her back and waist to ache.
Hua Yueling smiled and said: "Qing'er, don't show off, the three of us are enough, you go and rest."
"No, the four of us need to be of the same mind. Besides, my demonic sound can disturb people's minds, so it may be useful." Cao Qing'er insisted.
"Okay, okay, don't waste time. We have to walk quickly. If Mo Wushuang sees the king, it will not be good for us." Nangong Lieye took the lead and pulled Hua Yueling away. The four of them came quickly using their Qinggong skills.
When they arrived at Dameng's palace, it was impossible for them to formally ask for permission to enter because it was midnight, so the four of them discussed together, found black cloths, and all covered themselves with face scarves.
"Everyone, be careful. If you are discovered, you will be in big trouble." Jimo Ziyan looked at the three people behind him.
The three of them nodded at the same time as they looked at the guards walking inside the palace wall.
Jimo Ziyan led the way, and the four of them came to the vicinity of the King's Tianen Palace with extreme caution. They saw darkness inside and everyone was very confused. It seemed that Mo Wushuang did not come here. If he came to explain
I'm afraid the lights have been brightened long ago.
The four of them discussed it secretly and decided to go to the Chengde Palace where the third princess lived. Maybe Mo Wushuang was there waiting for the third princess to return to the palace.
As a result, when the four of them arrived at Chengde Palace, it was also dark again. They searched all around, but still didn't see anyone suspicious.
The four of them were confused. Could it be that Mo Wushuang had already left?
Jimo Ziyan took the lead again. This time he took them directly out of the palace and rushed to Lord Wen's mansion.
"I wonder if he saw that the third princess was not in his palace, so he left first?" Cao Qing'er guessed.
"It's very possible. I don't think Wu Shuang will go to see the king all at once. He will definitely meet with his mother and concubine to discuss it first." Hua Yueling also thinks so. She always believes that Mo Wushuang should be emotional, no.
Maybe he was stimulated and came to him directly and said that he was the real third prince. This is not his character.
Master Wen's residence is on the Sergeant Avenue in Dameng. Almost all high-ranking officials live on this street. Master Wen is highly regarded by the king. His residence is also very grand. There is a yellow lantern hanging at the door with the word "文" written on it.
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The four of them flew directly into the Wen Mansion from the alley, and saw that there were quite a few courtyards inside, and one of the courtyards was still lit with lights.
Jimo Ziyan took out a bamboo flute and blew it gently, making a sound similar to that of a cat sleeping in search of its accomplices at night. The corner of Hua Yueling's mouth twitched. He was really creative.
After a while, a dark figure leaped from a courtyard, and Jimo Ziyan said: "One of our own."
Soon the man knelt on one knee in front of Jimo Ziyan. Jimo Ziyan took back his bamboo flute and said, "Is that young man here again?"
"Here we are, Lord Wen is here. He went to the palace before and came back for some reason." The man's deep voice said, "That man's martial arts is really terrifying."
"Oh? What do you mean? You were discovered?" Jimo Ziyan said in surprise.
"My subordinate thinks he should know that someone is spying on Mr. Wen." The man said honestly.
"It's not surprising. You should be careful. His martial arts must be unmatched by anyone." Jimo Ziyan said in concern.
"I understand." The man nodded.
"Did you hear anything?" Jimo Ziyan asked again.
"My subordinates didn't dare to get too close, but when I heard Mr. Wen talking about the third princess, the man left, but came back after a while, and the subordinates didn't hear anything after that, because the man was very sensitive and seemed to be able to
It's like seeing where my subordinates are hiding." The man felt as if his whole body was hairy and he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Jimo Ziyan frowned and looked at Hua Yueling, who shook her head at him.
"You should go back first and continue to monitor Mr. Wen and be careful about safety." Jimo Ziyan said.
"Yes, Your Highness." The man flew away with a cat's waist, his whole body was dark, like a black cat, and his Qinggong didn't look weak. He was so afraid of Mo Wushuang, so he must be really afraid.
"Ling'er, what should we do now?" Nangong Lieye looked into her eyes and asked.
"I want to lure her out." Hua Yueling thought for a moment and said, "I want to explain it to him again. It would be best to dispel his thoughts."
"Now?" Jimo Ziyan asked in surprise.
"Should we wait until he meets the third princess tomorrow? Then there is no way to save it." Hua Yueling said anxiously.
"But Ling'er, can you persuade him?" Nangong Lieye thought it was impossible.
"Maybe, maybe we can make it happen if we talk about it carefully. He is very angry right now. We can discuss the terms." Hua Yueling's voice became lower.
"Ling'er, don't be stupid. He is so angry that he has attacked you. How can you persuade him?" Nangong Lieye said angrily.
Hua Yueling looked at his angry eyes in the darkness and sighed: "Does that make him really go crazy and hurt His Highness and the people of Dameng?"
Nangong Lieye was stunned and said: "So the only way now is to get rid of him. Why don't we lure him out now and let's destroy him together."
Hua Yueling's face immediately turned pale, and she knew she couldn't do it.
"Ling'er, do you still sympathize with him?" Nangong Lieye was really angry to death.
"Hey, what do you want me to do? It's my fault. I just want him to take revenge on me. If he wants me to kill him, I can't do it." Hua Yueling sighed.
"Your Majesty, please stop 'pressing' Ling'er. I can understand Ling'er's thoughts. After all, Mo Wushuang has deep feelings for Ling'er." Jimo Ziyan pulled Nangong Lieye who still wanted to speak.
Cao Qing'er took Hua Yueling's hand and said: "Ling'er, I also understand that aside from other things, Mo Wushuang is indeed very kind to you. It's just that if you don't love him anymore, he will easily think of everything.
Cheating, the special prince is still alive, and you have children."
"He can't stand this kind of deception." Jimo Ziyan sighed.
"What kind of deception? We didn't deceive him at all. Ling'er had been estranged from him before, so he joined me. This can't be considered cheating. It's just that he can't figure it out. Does Ling'er have to be with him?" Nangong Lieye
said angrily.
"No, it's my fault. I didn't explain it clearly. If I were in another position, I would be so angry that I would go crazy and even murder for revenge. I can understand Wushuang doing this, and I can't blame him." Huayue.
Ling regretted deeply in his heart why he was not firm in his attitude at the beginning, which led to today's uncontrollable situation.
"Now is not the time to decide who is right or wrong, how can we stop his revenge?" Jimo Ziyan frowned.
"If his personality as a child was based on his personality, I'm afraid that in the near future he will kill innocent people indiscriminately and bring misfortune to Dameng." Hua Yueling felt that since Mo Wushuang decided to find the third princess, he would have no interest in the throne.
It was inevitable that he would take revenge on himself and his friends, making her regret and die of guilt.