1067. Chapter 1067 Waking up from a dream is the ending of nothingness
In the Xingsheng Palace, the sound of crying came from the palace, and Zhenjin walked out of the palace. The guards behind him immediately stopped all the maids who wanted to go out. Everyone in the middle palace was not left behind, and they were all buried with Queen Chabi.
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Hassen, who was waiting on the side, finally came forward and said, "Your Highness, I don't know how to deal with that Taoist priest."
"Leave it to Father Khan and see how Father Khan fares."
Hasen respectfully stepped back, leaving Zhenjin standing alone in front of the main hall of Xingsheng Palace.
Zhenjin looked at the mourning clothes he was wearing, then looked back at the vaguely visible coffin inside the palace door, and finally strode away. A cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help coughing violently, and couldn't help but cover his chest with his hands.
In front of him, there was a long and deep cut under his filial piety clothes. The blade scratched his heart, and it has not yet healed.
The servant who was following him hurriedly put a black cloak on him and stood aside with his head lowered, waiting.
Zhenjin swallowed a mouthful of blood from his throat and spoke after a long time, "Send the order, the Khan has decreed that he will rise tomorrow."
"Yes." The chamberlain responded respectfully and immediately asked another attendant behind him to pass on the order.
Zhenjin made a stop gesture to him and left Xingsheng Palace alone.
The plum blossoms in the palace have fallen, the new leaves have not yet sprouted, and everything has not yet awakened in the middle of winter. Unknowingly, he walked to the highest observatory in the palace, and the cold wind filled his lungs, causing him to cough again.
A slight footsteps sounded from behind, and Gan Mala walked over and handed over a small note.
"The arrangements have been made, and we will take action tonight. Abba, does the Khan know about it?" Gan Mala looked in the direction Zhenjin was looking at, and saw that the farthest place was Beiyuan.
"If Father Khan wanted to kill them, they wouldn't survive today. Since they won't kill them, they must be released. It's impossible to release them openly, so they can only do it secretly." After that, there was another burst of coughing.
Gan Mala's face was full of worry, "Abba, you might as well go back and rest before your injury heals. My third uncle and I will keep an eye on you tonight!"
"No." Zhenjin sighed, "Brother Hu is willing to lower his head and write a letter asking me for help. Naturally, I will send him on his last journey. Besides, there is no peace in this palace now. Go back to the prince's palace and keep an eye on him.
That’s it.”
Gan Mala looked at Beiyuan for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Abba, where do you want to send Uncle Wu?"
Zhenjin's eyes were deep, and the wind caused severe pain in his lungs. He had never thought about where he would send it. Perhaps, he didn't want to know at all.
At night, Arnold was half asleep when Hu Gechi suddenly stood up, gently shook her shoulders and helped her up, "Arnuo, pack up quickly, we are leaving now."
Before it fell, I saw a sudden light outside the house.
Arnold suddenly woke up and said, "Are we going to escape?"
Hu Gechi put on her clothes and said, "Let's go out of the palace first. I'll explain it to you on the way."
Arnold hurriedly put on his clothes, and then immediately went out with Hu Gechi. The servants in the yard were already in chaos, and for some reason, Beiyuan suddenly caught fire. Ulan hugged the newborn Hari Chagai and walked out of the house.
When I ran out, I already had a small bag on my shoulders.
The gate of Beiyuan opened. There was no guard outside. Nearly a hundred shadow guards from the Yunnan Palace rushed in and escorted the group of people away. The fire filled the sky and spread very quickly, engulfing the entire Beiyuan in the blink of an eye.