Then, Yan Xitong handed her a whistle: "Take this, if necessary, Sufeng will find a way to find me. But for things like rescuing people, you have to do it two or three months in advance."
Don't wait until someone is about to die before looking for him. He is not a god.
Yan Buhuan put away the whistle gratefully and bowed to express his thanks.
"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior." When he straightened up, there was nothing in front of him.
Yan Buhuan was surrounded by everything, and everything looked empty, with the shadow of Yan Xitong nowhere to be seen.
She sighed, facing the rising sun, and hurried back with excitement. There was always a feeling of uneasiness on the way, but this did not damage her speed of returning home.
It was a fast pace all the way, but what was supposed to happen still happened.
Just when Yan Buhuan left Bodhi Cave and was on his way back.
Xuanyuan Mu was already standing in a temporary military camp twenty miles outside the city, and behind him stood dozens of generals wearing armor.
They were holding bowls of Zhuangxing wine in their hands, each with an unyielding determination.
Xuanyuan Mu took off the prince's yellow robe and put on armor like the generals. The black silk was gathered in his helmet. The solemn and thick armor cast a different charm on him. His handsome eyebrows were sharp and solemn.
"Today's actions are related to your bright future. This battle can only advance and never retreat. Once your fame and fame are withered, everyone, I will drink this wine first." After saying this, Xuanyuan Mu picked up the bowl in front of him and drank it in a big gulp.
Not to be outdone, the generals standing in front of him all picked up their wine bowls, drank them all, and smashed them to the ground: "Follow me to the death."
A sudden rebellion began.
Xuanyuan Mu lifted up his tent and smiled coldly at the imperial city not far away.
Father, let me learn your clever trick today.
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The city gates in the imperial city were closed tightly, and a chilling atmosphere filled the sky.
People in the palace were more careful than usual when entering and leaving the palace, and everyone in the palace was frightened, for fear of touching something.
Xuanyuan Ci was waiting outside the door, waiting for news from the imperial doctor.
After a while, the imperial doctor came out. He wiped his sweat and was stopped by Xuanyuan Ci as soon as he took a breath: "How is my father? How is he?"
Seeing his anxious look, the imperial doctor quickly comforted him: "Nine Princes, please rest assured. Your Majesty is just qi and blood attacking your heart. I will prescribe a few pills and drink it and you will be fine. Don't worry."
How could he not be worried?
My father was not sick at first. After hearing the news that Xuanyuan Mu raised his troops to rebel, he suddenly fell on the bed. More than a dozen imperial doctors took turns to serve him. It had been several days, but he still didn't get better.
The current situation is not conducive to them. Xuanyuan Mu has guarded all exits to the outside world, blocking the transmission of news in disguise.
In other words, it is no longer possible to send a message to King Hui Jiang.
There are only more than 40,000 guards in the imperial capital, but Xuanyuan Mu has 90,000 in his hands. Plus the Tianji Palace...the disparity in strength between the two sides is so huge.
Xuanyuan Ci slapped his palms hard.
"Your Majesty just gave an oral instruction." the imperial doctor added.
Xuanyuan Ci was stunned: "What kind of instructions does the emperor have?"
"The emperor has ordered the seventh prince to take charge of everything in the palace, and all generals must obey his orders." The imperial doctor raised his fists in the air.
Xuanyuan Ci was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Seventh Brother couldn't protect himself now, so why should he command the generals?
The imperial doctor also felt very puzzled. In his impression, the Seventh Prince had never done anything serious.
