Ziyue sighed softly and said helplessly: "I don't know what's going on in the past two days. I just can't sleep at night."
Bihan could relate to her words. She smiled bitterly and said, "Yue'er must be worried about the Fengchuan coalition forces at the foot of the mountain!"
As she spoke, she walked into the house, took Ziyue's hand, and comforted her softly as she walked in: "Now that the Holy King has returned to the city, Yue'er doesn't have to worry about the enemy troops at the foot of the mountain. We should believe
Holy King, Holy King can definitely handle it!"
Ziyue frowned secretly. For her, she would be happy if the Fengchuan coalition forces could break the city immediately.
Bihan took Ziyue to the bed and sat down slowly. The latter's heart suddenly rose to his throat. The carrier pigeon that sent the message was hidden under the quilt on the bed. Once Bihan discovered it, he could
It's all over.
Ziyue hurriedly sat down, blocking the quilt with her body, and said with a smile: "Yes, with the Holy King here, we can feel much more at ease."
Bihan nodded and advised: "Don't look at the Holy King currently retreating in the Youdian. I think the Holy King must be thinking of ways to defeat the enemy. It won't be long before the enemy troops that invaded the Divine Pond will withdraw."
Ziyue said with a smile: "Sister Bihan said this, I feel relieved." As she spoke, she deliberately yawned widely and rubbed her eyes at the same time.
Seeing this, Bihan stood up and said, "I'm tired of looking at the moon. It's better to rest early and stop thinking wildly. It will be fine."
"Yes! Yue'er knows." Ziyue also stood up. Bihan didn't stay long and walked out.
When Bihan walked out of the room and Ziyue closed the door, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
After listening quietly at the door for a while to confirm that Bihan and the guards had indeed left, she quickly walked back to the bed, lifted up the quilt and took a look, and found that the carrier pigeon he had hidden under the quilt had been suffocated to death.
.
Ziyue sighed, took out her handkerchief, wrapped the pigeon's body, then opened the window, jumped to the backyard, and buried the pigeon under the window sill.
The next day, Ziyue got up early, washed up, left the palace, and went to Dongfang Yehuai's disciple Peng Jun as written in the letter.
Peng Jun is the thirteenth registered disciple of Dongfang Yehuai, and also the last registered disciple.
He was very young, only in his early twenties. He was less than ten years old when he became a disciple of Dongfang Yehuai. At that time, Dongfang Yehuai was already the elder and was busy with affairs, so he had no time to teach him in detail. Peng Jun's spiritual martial arts were almost completely intact.
It was taught by the senior brothers on behalf of their teachers.
Even so, Peng Jun's spiritual martial arts is not weak. Dongfang Yehuai can still accept disciples at a very old age, which just shows that Peng Jun's talent is extremely high.
Ever since Dongfang Yehuai turned against him, Peng Jun has been staying at home. He knew that if his master turned against him, as a disciple, he would definitely be involved and would be implicated. He would not be able to escape, so he might as well be honest.
He actually stayed at home and tried to get a chance for leniency. But to his surprise, no one came to his door.
When Dongfang Yehuai defected, the person in charge of the overall situation of Shenchi City was Nie Zhen. Hundreds of thousands of Sichuan troops came to the city. Nie Zhen was already out of control. He led a group of disciples and disciples around to organize the city defense. There was no time to take care of him.
Later, when Guanghan heard that he had returned to the city, he ignored the affairs of Shenchi City and went directly to Youdian for retreat. In this way, Peng Jun escaped smoothly and did not receive any blame.
At this time, he was secretly rejoicing at home when he suddenly received a report from an old servant that Ziyue, one of the Saint King's personal maids, came to ask for an audience.
When Peng Jun heard this, his heart dropped. He thought that the Holy King would forget about him in seclusion. It seemed that he thought too well. He looked up to the sky and sighed, shook his head with a wry smile, and said in his heart: Master, Master, you are going to switch sides.
It's nothing, but why don't you take me with you to defect? In the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult for this disciple to have the opportunity to honor you. He sighed for a long time, and then said to the old servant: "Uncle Peng, please... Miss Ziyue come in!"
Not long after, Ziyue followed the old servant Peng Bo and walked in from outside.
Peng Jun's home is not big, just a small courtyard, and the furnishings inside are not luxurious, just an ordinary home. Peng Jun has met Ziyue several times before, and he can't say they are very familiar with each other, but he definitely doesn't.
strangeness.
In the courtyard, he took the initiative to step forward, bowed to the ground, and said, "Peng Jun has met Miss Ziyue!"
"Yes!" Ziyue responded absently, without stopping, she walked directly past Peng Jun and said at the same time: "Peng Jun, follow me into the room to talk."
Peng Jun straightened up and took a look outside the door. It was empty. Apparently Ziyue came alone. He secretly wondered in his heart, did the Holy King not intend to deal with him publicly, but to do it secretly? If so, he would be completely helpless.
Way to live.
He followed Ziyue to the room in a state of anxiety. Originally, Peng Bo also wanted to follow. Ziyue, who was standing still in the room, said without looking back: "I don't care, stop here. I have something to say to you."
Peng Jun, let’s talk alone.”
Peng Jun nodded towards the old servant and whispered: "Uncle Peng, you have nothing to do here. Go back to your room and have a rest!"
Peng Bo looked at Ziyue with a worried face, then quietly to Peng Jun, and finally responded, turned around and walked away.
When Peng Jun entered the room, Ziyue turned around and closed the door tightly, then looked at Peng Jun from top to bottom.
As his name suggests, Peng Jun is very handsome, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, a square mouth, and fair skin. He looks like a flashy young man.
Can such a person take on such an important task? Ziyue really doesn't understand why Feng Wang would entrust Peng Jun with such an important task.
Peng Jun felt his heart tremble as Zi Yue looked her up and down. Before Zi Yue could speak, he couldn't help it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Miss Zi Yue... is she here under the order of the Holy King?"
Ziyue shook her head slightly and said, "I am not sent by the Holy King."
Peng Jun took a breath, wasn't he sent by the Holy King? Then she...
Ziyue continued: "I have something to do, so I came to ask for your help."
Peng Jun blinked and couldn't react. This was so unexpected! He was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously: "I wonder if Miss Ziyue has anything I can help you with?"
Ziyue did not answer him immediately, but asked instead: "You must have heard about the commander's defection to the Fengchuan Alliance Army by now, right?"
Peng Jun was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head and responded: "Yes... yes, I have already heard about this."
"So, what do you think of the commander's defection?" Ziyue asked expressionlessly.
Her question made it difficult for Peng Jun to answer. If you blame the master, it is not what the disciple did. If you agree with the master, you are seeking death. After thinking about it for a long time, he hesitated and said: "Master must have done this for a reason.
…”
Before he finished speaking, Ziyue interrupted: "Dongfang Yehuai has betrayed Shenchi and is a traitor to Shenchi. By saying this, you are excusing the traitor. You should know that excusing the traitor is also a capital offense!
"
Peng Jun trembled, lowered his head, and remained silent. He also had his own principles. If he had to speak ill of Lecturer Fu to survive, he would rather choose death.
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Ziyue raised her eyebrows, her tone became cold, and she asked in a condensing voice: "Peng Jun, do you want to die?" When speaking, she deliberately held the sword under her ribs and made a clattering sound.
Crisp sound.
Alas! Peng Jun smiled bitterly, raised his head, met Ziyue's aggressive eyes, and said: "What the master did, the disciple cannot escape from. I have already made up my mind to die. If Ziyue
If you want to take action now, miss, come on!"
When he spoke, he put his hands behind his back and looked at Ziyue eagerly, with no fear on his face. Ziyue nodded secretly, and now she finally understood why Feng Wang wanted to find Peng Jun himself.
She loosened her hand on the hilt of the sword, then, with a chuckle, she turned around and walked to the collapse, where she slowly sat down. Then, she waved to Peng Jun and said, "Sit down too!"
Peng Jun's mind was full of confusion. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Ziyue's gourd. How could he become murderous one moment and become amiable the next?
Seeing that he was still standing there stupidly, the smile on Ziyue's face became even stronger, and she waved her hand again and said: "Peng Jun, sit down!" This time she sounded a little more commanding.
Peng Jun slowly walked to the opposite side of Ziyue, sat down, and then looked at her with a blank face. Ziyue said: "Recently, there have been rumors that the Holy King is secretly cultivating dark spiritual cultivators in the Divine Pond. Do you think this rumor is?
Is it true or false?”
"This..." Peng Jun didn't understand the purpose and significance of Ziyue's question at all. He smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Ziyue also said that this is a rumor, and rumors are naturally not trustworthy."
"What if I told you the rumors were true?"
This sentence frightened Peng Jun so much that he almost stood up from his seat, his eyes widened, he looked at Ziyue in disbelief, and said: "Miss Ziyue, this... this is related to the Holy Spirit.
You...you can't talk nonsense about the important matter of the king's reputation!"
"Do you think you know the Holy King better than me?" Ziyue asked slowly.
Peng Jun was dumbfounded and did not speak for a long time. Ziyue continued: "Presumably, this is the reason why the master switched sides."
Now Peng Jun was completely confused. He looked at Ziyue and asked suspiciously: "What is the purpose of Miss Ziyue coming here this time?"
Ziyue changed the topic and said seriously: "I am entrusted by the master to ask you to do something."
Peng Jun stood up suddenly, stared at her, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Convince Nie Zhen to defect to the Fengchuan Allied Forces and join forces with Elder Huangfu and Elder Dongfang to impeach Guang Hanting." Ziyue stopped beating around the bush and finally explained her purpose.
After hearing this, Peng Jun was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.
Listening to Ziyue's words, not only the master has switched sides, but she has also switched sides. This is incredible. She is the Holy King's personal maid and the most trusted person by the Holy King. She should be loyal to the Holy King. Why?
Will they secretly assist the Fengchuan coalition?
{PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}