Chapter 28 Qingmo returns to Beijing

After about three hours of stalemate, the sky had darkened, the green ink's whole body was wet, and his stiff legs were also trembling. The assassin repeatedly tried to approach when Qingmo was unable to support it, but was forced back by the corpse.

The night rain was sad, and the green ink couldn't hold on. His feet moved slightly, and the embroidered shoes slipped between the branches, and his body fell to one side. Qingmo hurriedly grabbed the trunk beside him and put his back on it.

The jade hairpin in the book shook, and some of the corpses scattered and fell on the skirt of green ink...

But the skirt was only slightly smouldering but did not hurt the inside. Qingmo's heart is not good. Although this corpse can melt with water, it will be less toxic. Seeing this, the assassin took the opportunity to lift his breath towards the tree.

Qingmo's eyes were cold, and he threw all the jade hairpin in his hand at the assassin. The assassin did not retreat and blocked the disperse with his arms, and the sword flower in his hand kept attacking Qingmo.

At this moment, Qingmo doesn't even have the strength to dodge. She frowned and jumped down the branch, and couldn't help staggering under her feet.

"Do you still want to run? You bitch, I got caught in the rain here. Humph, let's see if you don't waste it.

The assassin was entangled with Qingmo and was also exhausted. At this time, he saw that Qingmo couldn't stand it, and his temperament kept surging up.

Qingmo just glanced at his cold eyes, and even though he crawled on the ground, he was not unbearable at all. The hair that was drenched by the rain formed into a bunch and fell down into the water.

"hehe."

"Death." Seeing Qingmo's sarcastic smile, the assassin had no patience at all. He pointed his sword at the back of Qingmo's neck and waved it. The sword was extremely sharp and cut through Qingmo's clothes. The faint sound of breaking and the sound of rain are intertted...

Qingmo had a pain behind her ear and closed her eyes with trembling clashes, but there was no more severe pain. Her thoughts were still clear, but there was no sound behind her.

His elbow was supported in the mud, and Qingmo turned his head in pain. At this glance, he saw the assassin's eyes wide, but his body stood upright without any breath.

A red silk thread penetrated the assassin's chest, and Qing Mo's breath loosened. Looking up, not far away was a figure in green standing upright.

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Since Ye Yun destroyed Dong Da, he has taken all the power of the Celestial Empire in his hands, and the old minister in the court has been cleaned up several times to leave the only Fengyuan Marquis. The court calmed down and naturally mentioned the accession to the throne. Half a year has come, and Ye Yun really can't find a reason to refuse, but he is stubbornly not supposed to be played by the courtiers.

There was another chapter in his hand, and Ye Yun's handsome face was slightly tight. The sky outside the hall is gloomy, just like his thoughts at this moment. Li, but something happened to you?

The signal sent by Qingmo was observed by the people in the shadow pavilion. The subordinates of the pavilion reported it to him while going out of the city to rescue. Now I don't know what the situation is...

Ye Yun was worried, clenched his fist, brushed his sleeves and walked out of the palace.

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People came and went in the downtown area of the capital, and a carriage stopped firmly in front of an inn. Xiao Er hurried forward and bowed with a smile and said, "This guest officer, please."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Ye Yunyi, dressed in white, looked at Xiao Er and asked, "Can I have a room?"

Xiao Er hurriedly replied, "Yes, there is, there is..."

As soon as Ye Yun looked at the signboard of the inn, his eyes shook faintly and continued to ask, "Is there a signature wine dish?"

Xiao Er clapped the towel in his hand and pointed to the signboard and said, "Of course there are. Today's wine is green osmanthus, and today's signature dish is Molong opera beads."

"Well, I'll take a room and send the wine and dishes to the room. Don't disturb me." Ye Yun said, took out an ingot of silver from his sleeve and threw it at Xiao Er.

"Yes, the villain knows."

The little two eyes lit up and smiled at the people around him, looking quite proud.

Ye Yun patted and jumped off the carriage and went straight upstairs.

This inn is in a prosperous place at any time, but it is also elegantly decorated. Especially when you go to this room and close the window, you don't even notice the noise, which is really valuable. Ye Yun closed the door with his backhand and immediately changed his eyes. He walked to the bedside and reached out to rub the bed beam above. Soon, the bedpost sounded, and a dark room appeared after the bed.

"The prince." Seeing him enter, the people in the dark room bowed their hands to him.

The dark room is not dim. On the contrary, the three windows in the room are extremely delicate and bright. From the outside, it is just an upper room in the inn, but in fact it is not allowed to enter without a door.

This inn is the branch of Yingge in the capital. The man who saluted Ye Yun's party was dressed in blue, which was quite straight. This man was the Qingsi who just saved Qingmo with a red line.

Qingsi, Qingmo and Qingying are the deputy envoys of Yingge. Since the establishment of Yingge, they have followed Ye Yunyi. It's just that Ye Yun never thought that the green eagle would be used by others.

"How about green ink?" Ye Yun took a look at the bloodless green ink on the bed and asked.

Qing Si replied in a low voice, "She was injured in the back of her neck, and she didn't hurt her life, but her physical strength was exhausted, and she fainted at this moment."

"The back of the neck?" Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and asked.

Qing Si nod and sighed: "Yes, my subordinates received a signal for help and rushed there. If it is a moment late, Qingmo is already a corpse at this moment..."

"Does the person who hurt her have characteristics?"

"No. I have checked it. It's just a swordsman, and I can't find the source at all.

Strange, Ye Yun's heart is heavy. Qingmo once sent a message to him that he would not leave the south for the time being. But now that I have returned to the capital for no reason, I haven't heard any wind in advance. I'm afraid it's a tricky thing. Being stabbed on the road, he was single-minded to kill her, which confirmed his guess...

If there is any connection, only Qingmo knows...

"Take good care of yourself, and it'll be good when you come back." Ye Yun turned his back and walked heavily under his feet.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qingmo will deliver letters to the palace if he wakes up."

"Good."

Ye Yun sat for a moment and left the inn with trembling. Since this person wants to kill Qingmo, there is one attempt, and naturally there will be a second time.

The carriage bypassed the street and stopped slowly. Ye Yun walked into the palace from the Anning Gate on the west side.

Returning to Zhaoming Palace, Ye Yun immediately came to the servant and issued a curfew and martial law in the whole city.

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On the second day of Qingmo's return to the capital, Ye Yunyi was once again embarrassed by his courtiers.

"See Your Highness, Your Highness is a thousand years old." Ye Yunyi is not wearing a bright yellow python robe today, but wearing a purple-bottomed golden dragon cloud pattern rust gauze robe, which makes his face more beautiful and handsome.

"All loves you."

Ye Yun's words fell, and those ministers not only couldn't afford it, but they bowed to Qi Qi: "I'm looking forward to your Highness's accession to the throne..."

"What are you adults doing?" Ye Yun's shallow eyes looked at the courtiers kneeling on the ground, and his words were suppressed displeasure.

As a king, there is no freedom of decision-making. Those who are ministers have no upper and lower parts.

"Your Highness, I would like to invite Your Highness to ascend the throne."

"Your Highness, if there is no king on this day, the whole country will be uneasy."

"I risked my life to exalt it, and please think about my heavenly foundation."

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In the words, the courtiers kowtowed one after another, and the court was quite lively. Ye Yun's face darkened, but he looked at it coldly. When everyone had no more words, he couldn't help shouting "Your Highness..." that he stood up from the dragon chair.

"Have you said enough? If you have enough, go to court." Ye Yun said in a low voice.

"This..."

"It can't be like this."

"Marquis, let's talk."

Your Highness was in a group of disputes, and everyone had no choice but to do anything about Ye Yun. Suddenly, they remembered that there was a person in this hall, and he might listen to it. This person is the Marquis of Fengyuan...

Feng Yuanhou looked at the courtiers and sighed. He went out and worshipped Ye Yun one by one: "Your Highness, the half-year national mourning period has passed. This accession to the throne is a logical thing. If you continue to refuse, it will only make the court unstable."

The words of Fengyuan Marquis made Wenwu of the Man Dynasty feel relieved. No one in the Celestial Empire knew that Feng Yuanhou was the adoptive father of the prince, and His Royal Highness respected him very much. However, there is almost no disallowing of anything Fengyuanhou said.

Sure enough, Ye Yun's gloomy look restrained a little and asked warmly, "Is the marquis persuading me?"

"Yes. Weichen dared to persuade His Royal Highness to ascend the throne. Feng Yuanhou said, raised his front swing and knelt down straight. Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and immediately walked to the palace * Fengyuanhou to help him up.

"Dadults, don't be hasty about ascending the throne. Let's discuss it later."

"Your Highness..."

Ye Yun waved his hand and was heartless. He knew that he would have to sit in this position sooner or later, but he still remained hope. This seat is too cold, too far away, too far away from A Li...

"That's all. Let's talk about it later." Feng Yuanhou shook his head slightly and said to the courtiers beside him.

The ministers looked at each other and saw that Feng Yuanhou had regressed, so it was difficult to continue talking, so they had to stand up one after another.

As soon as Ye Yun walked to the imperial case, he glanced gratefully at Feng Yuanhou. He knew that his son Mo Ruo's father. Feng Yuanhou knew that Ye Yun was persistent in his heart, and he was not willing to force him seriously.

"There is a book of enlightenment, and there is no book retreat."

With the call of the internal prison, the usual atmosphere in Zhaoyang Hall has been restored.

It was three days later when Qingmo woke up, and Ye Yun, who received the news, hurriedly disguised up. Qingmo lay weakly on the couch and saw that Ye Yun had to stand up and salute as soon as he arrived.

"The prince..."

"You can lie down. Your body is important." Ye Yun removed the cloak covering his head, and his shallow eyes were warm and shiny.

Qingmo shook her head, but frowned in pain. She carefully moved her body: "Qingmo bothered the prince..."

"Don't say such foreign words. Is she okay in the south? Ye Yun asked as soon as she sat on the low stool on the side of the bed.

Qingmo bit his lip and said: "Cough, although A Li is a princess in the southern country, she is in a difficult situation. The turbulence in the dynasty is not weaker than the Celestial Empire. In addition to the disharmony of the courtiers, there are still people who compete with each other, which is really difficult. Later..."

"What happened later?" Ye Yun's eyes lit up, and the closed warmth of his heart was opened at this moment.

Qingmo turned his eyes and replied, "Later, A Li made several rounds and stabilized the position of the crown prince."

Ye Yun nodded slightly: "She will be fine if she is safe." With a look, he looked at Qingmo and asked, "Then why did you hurried back to Beijing and was injured like this?"

"This matter is a long story..."