Chapter 22 Jingyang Palace Change 2

"Dulu! You still don't understand your mother's painstaking efforts. Lingxiao leaned and kept shaking his head, "If the throne of the moon could be passed on to you, I would have done so long ago, but your performance has disappointed me again and again. Although you are shrewd, decisive, talented and intelligent, you touch your heart, how narrow it is that you can't tolerate anything. You said that you killed Shuang'er, but you were the one who pushed her to the guilloph. Don't you think that you didn't know that the change of "Qingcangmen" 18 years ago was initiated by you to make suggestions for Shuang'er? Although Shuang'er is also ambitious, she has always been safe and simple-minded. If it hadn't been for your secret manipulation, how could she have such a careful plan to enter the palace from the 'Qingcangmen', break through the gate all the way, and kill my ten elite guards. You should know that every elite guard in the palace is not simple! Cough... If the soldier Hua Che hadn't gone deep into the tiger's den at the most critical moment and messed up your plan, my life would have been delivered to you, wouldn't it?"

Ling Zilu's face immediately showed an embarrassed and chagrin. It turned out that she couldn't escape the eyes of this old woman. So can this old woman see her final plan today? In order to avoid the failure of the plan, she anticipated all possible twists and changes and thought of various countermeasures. She did not believe that she would fail with such a perfect plan.

"So! Luer, you are still impatient. After all, you are not Hua Che's opponent. He could defeat you 18 years ago, and today, he must be able to do it. With a sigh, Lingxiao smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a pity that why I always beg others to defeat and punish my relatives. How I think it was his Hua Che or other ministers who rebelled, and it was you, my children or my grandchildren who came to rescue the musk moon country."

Ling Zilu's face changed, and it turned out that her mother's heart thought so.

"Mother, don't say it too early, Hua Che, he may not be my opponent." She has made a careful plan, and she firmly believes that even if Hua Che comes at this moment, he will not be able to defeat her, not to mention that she has prepared a gift for him.

"Haha, a person who is so unfathomable that even I am afraid, how can you be his opponent? Luer, do you know why I promised Lingyue to Huache and promised to make a national marriage? Hua Che is addicted to killing good women. I don't know, but I still promised Yueer to him at his request. I can even feel that he has already occupied Yueer's body and wants to tie her firmly with him, and then he can stabilize his position in the musk moon country and use Yueer as bait to make you ambitious. And the people of the Ling clan who can't stand to kill one after another. But Yueer is not the bait I gave him. We bet on time, and during this period, as long as all the people of my Ling clan who coveted the position of the lord of the country will be removed by him as soon as they launch a judgment. He also wore the crown of justice while seeking benefits, and you..." After saying that, Lingxiao lowered his head with great disappointment and hissed.

Ling Zilu's smiling face suddenly stiffened. She really didn't expect that this old woman, who was so cowardly that she almost handed over all the power of the musk moon country to the military division, would still have such a calculation in her heart. She actually regretted the coup. Once she failed, she would be discredited and died without burial.

No, she must not fail! Now that we have reached this point, there is no way back.

"But, mother, I have come to you now. No matter how much you say, it's too late. Sister Zishuang died, and Huimei was also expelled from the musk moon country by you. Maybe she is also a dead person now, and Wumei is still working as an undercover agent in the enemy country. You only have one daughter now. Do you really want to lose my daughter?

"What do you want me to do?" Lingxiao asked with a sneer, "Do you want me to pass on the throne of the moon lord to you?" However, according to your nature, if you ascend the throne of the Lord of the Moon, you will try your best to get rid of me and Yueer, right?"

"Is it really so cruel in my mother's heart?" Ling Zilu pretended to be aggrieved and comforted, "Mother, if you give me the secret art of 'foggy snow silkworm' and the position of the moon lord, I will naturally let you and your little niece live a peaceful life. You are my closest person, and I don't want to be too good."

"Haha..." Lingxiao looked up to the sky and laughed, and his smile was full of sarcasm, "What if I don't agree? Luer, what are you going to do with your mother?

Ling Zi's face suddenly sank and almost gritted her teeth and said, "Then I can only change my plan. I will fall into an unkind and unjust place with the soldier Hua Che and Ling Yue, the owner of the small palace. I will change the direction of my weapons. It is they who hold the knife, and it is also them who plot to usurp the throne, and you will become the heaviest to fulfill my plan. Do you want a chess piece that can speak or a chess piece that can't speak?

Forced his mother to this situation, Ling Zilu's eyes already had a crazy look, such desperate, regardless of the consequences, blinded by greed and desire, burned almost tragically.

The emperor's house really has no family affection. Lingxiao stared at his daughter's eyes, looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, okay... You are really my good daughter. Mother also wants to teach you four words to become king! Defeat the bandit!"

Ling Zilu's eyes condensed in an instant and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

"Would you like to listen to your mother's teachings again in the end?" Lingxiao's eyes have a long and deep meaning, but it also hides a trace of maternal love, "After all, I still don't want to lose your daughter..."

The whole Jingyang Palace echoed with the sound of violent coughing, or even mixed with the fierce attack of swords. The four ministers kneeling outside the palace picked up a box full of memorials and began to whisper worried and happy.

"It seems that the deadline is coming, and the emperor's star is about to die!"

Dongfang Wei bowed his head and sighed, Nangong's secret was contemplative, and the corners of Ximen banquet couldn't help smiling. Luo Chengxia held a sword in his hand, listened attentively, and twisted a trace of vigilance between his eyebrows.

"They are coming!" Pu's lips evoked a trace of coldness, and Luo Chengxia's short beard at the corner of his lips flew slightly, and his hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter. "I knew that the killers of your Dongfang Wei's past were just strawbags and cowardly! There is not enough success, and there is more than enough failure!"

"No, don't blame me. You have several smart and reliable good men under Luo Chengxia. Hua Che is a difficult person to deal with. With a few killers alone, you can't even touch a hair from him." Dongfang Wei's unconvinced rebuttal is actually just to fight back his personal dignity.

"You know that this person is not easy to deal with, why do you send those straw bags? Are you deliberately ugly, or are these only straw bags in your Dongfang Weifu?"

"Luo Chengxia, don't be self-righteous, talk wildly, and deceive others too much!" Dongfang Wei's long white beard stood up angrily.

Luo Chengxia couldn't help but point Dongfang Wei's beard with his sword, and his hair was broken: "Oriental City Lord, don't be so angry. I also speak bluntly and want to teach you a lesson. After all, we are also people in the same boat. We want to be born together and sink together.

Nang Jue got up, rubbed his kneeling knees, and interrupted, "Yes, the Lord of Los Angeles said this very well. Our fate is determined by the success or failure of the coup of the Lord of the Three Palaces. They are all people who are on the same line of life and death. Why do you have to be so calculating!"

"If you want to say that the people in the owner's mansion of the Oriental City are all strawbags, then there is no one in the four of us." Ximenyan also got up and took care of the court uniform and smiled, "The Lord of Los Angeles is just a joke. The Lord of the Oriental City doesn't have to be too serious. It's not that our men are incompetent, but that our opponents are too strong. We can't find his weaknesses at all. How can we defeat him!"

"Huache's weakness is not that there is no weakness, but that you are too afraid of him to see clearly." Luo Chengxia was always arrogant and blew the beard that fell from the sword, which made Dongfang Wei's eyes stare but dared not speak.

"Oh? I don't know what the owner of Luo City saw with his eyes? Ximen Ban is still smiling. Among these four people, he is the best at mediating disputes and pretending to be kind.

"Hua Che's weakness is women!" With a proud smile, the last two words deliberately aggravated the tone.

"Hahaha..." Ximen Yan laughed and waved his hand. "Huache does like women, but if you want to threaten him with women, you are really wrong. Lord Luo, you are still young, and there are some things that you are not as thorough as our elders."

"You, Ximen Banquet!" After all, Luo Chengxia was young and vigorous. In anger, he even raised his sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ximen banquet immediately bowed and smiled more brilliantly than fireworks: "Just kidding, just kidding, don't be angry. We have to rely on your sword to deal with the strong enemy!"

Nangong Jue also interrupted and interdicted: "The harmony is wonderful, the harmony is wonderful!"

Suddenly, a long emergency report came from the corridor: "Report--" The soldiers who rushed like wild horses knelt on one knee and arched their hands and said urgently: "Report to the owner of the Oriental City, the defeat of Qingcangmen in Dongcheng, and all the elite soldiers were escorted to death row by the soldiers of the soldiers Hua Che."

"Defeat? "Hua Che, the soldier?" Dongfang Wei rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

"Thus, let's talk about it in detail. We are all secretly acting this time. How can Hua Che know?" Nangong's secret is relatively calm. Although he is a little timid, he does not forget to investigate the reason.

"I don't know that when the Qingcang Gate of Dongcheng opened, Vice General Ning, who led troops into the East Palace with General Guo, suddenly pointed his spear at his own people, saying that he was ordered by the military division Hua Che to kill the judge! General Guo was killed by Vice General Ning, and Vice Major General Ning also took an order to arrest the judge Dong... Dongfang Wei.

"That is to say... That is to say, there was a spy among our guards, and the spy Hua Che placed beside us?" Dongfang Wei pulled his face and almost cried.

Six people were as dull as wooden chickens, and immediately some wounded soldiers knelt in front of them to summon:

"Report to the lord of Nangong City, Nancheng Yunhaimen was defeated, General Qi was beheaded by his subordinates, and the rest were imprisoned."

"Report to the owner of Ximen City that Tianxuanmen in Xicheng was defeated. Before General Wei entered the gate, he was besieged and died of random arrows, and the whole army was destroyed."

"Report to the Lord of Luo City, the soldiers of Zixiaomen in the West City were defeated, General Xiao was killed by the doorman, and the rest of the soldiers may be surrender or beheaded and punished on the spot."

Every news came, which made them soulless and frightening.

Just as the four fell into despair, another thin soldier rushed over and buried his head in the news: "Report to the four city masters, Hua Che and Ling Yue, the owner of the small palace, have arrived at Jingyang Palace."

The little soldier's voice was very beautiful, and none of the four noticed that although the little soldier was dirty, he was a girl, and she was very similar to the owner of Lingyue's small palace.