The more Bai Yuncheng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He nodded and said, "Madam is right. Madam, rest well these few days and don't worry. I'll arrange the meeting with Princess Ding. "
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Madam Bai said with a smile. A trace of resentment flashed through her slightly lowered eyes.
Not long after the news of the Mohist army occupying the Imperial City reached the Da Chu State, came the news that Mo Xiuyao had almost massacred the West-Hill bigwigs. Lei Zhenting, who was leading the eastern army all the way to the south, had yet to recover from the blow of the Imperial City's fall when he heard the news. Another bigger blow came head-on, almost making him dizzy and disoriented. Since he had given up on returning to the West, the fall of the Imperial City was almost a foregone conclusion. Although Lei Zhenting did not expect it to be so fast, he was still mentally prepared. However, Mo Xiuyao's ruthless purging of the Imperial City's bigwigs was completely out of Lei Zhenting's expectations. As a result, Lei Zhenting's many years of connections in the Imperial City, and even the families of his generals, were all implicated. Not to mention, there were also his own grandchildren among them. Hearing this news, Lei Zhenting was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "Mo Xiuyao …"
"Prince?!" The guard beside him quickly reached out to support him. Lei Zhenting raised his hand to cover his mouth. Bright red blood seeped out from between his fingers.
"Prince, please take care of yourself!" Everyone present was shocked. They did not have time to be angry or sad. They hurried forward to check on Lei Zhenting. Although their journey had been smooth and they had occupied a large part of the Da Chu State's land. However, because of Murong Shen's interference, they did not manage to occupy the entire South as expected before Mo Jingli moved south. The current situation in Da Chu State could be said to be a mess. Most of the south of the Cloud Mist River was in Mo Jingli's hands, and a small portion of it was occupied by them. The Xiling Army controlled part of the north of the Yun Lan River, but behind them was Murong Shen's army, which had just moved north. Although there were only two hundred thousand people, it was enough to cause them a lot of trouble as they continued to move south. Further southwest was Lu Songxian's 400,000 strong army. Further north was the territory of the Northwest Mohist army. Further north was the Da Chu State's garrison, which was left behind to guard the Northern Jin and the Northern Tribes, who were in a chaotic battle. It could be said that there wasn't a single place in the Da Chu State that wasn't in chaos. At this time, Jhennam Of Gojoseon absolutely couldn't allow any accidents to happen.
Lei Zhenting steadied his mind and suppressed the sweetness that rushed up to his throat. He waved away the guard who was supporting him and said in a deep voice, "I am fine. You can leave first."
Everyone looked hesitantly at Lei Zhenting's ashen face and finally left the study.
"What exactly is going on?" After a while, Lei Zhenting's voice sounded in the study. The man who came to deliver the message didn't look too good either. In a deep voice, he recounted everything that had happened in the Emperor Of Xiling's city. From Xu Qingbai's advance to the Imperial City, to the Emperor Of Xiling's willingness to give up the Imperial City, to the assassination of Princess Ding, to Prince Ding's anger and bloodshed in the Sun Family's garden.
"Idiot!" After listening to the man's report, Lei Zhenting could only squeeze out these two words. Even his breathing gradually became coarse. "That idiot! I should have crippled him back then! Why didn't he think … why didn't he think that those who died were not only I's trusted subordinates, but also the elites of Xiling! These people were killed by Mo Xiuyao, I'm afraid he's still secretly happy in his heart, right? Why didn't he think that these people are all dead, Xiling … does he have the ability to govern Xiling alone?! "Lei Zhenting's voice gradually became louder. It was obvious that he was extremely angry. Lei Zhenting's words were indeed correct. Although those who were killed were Lei Zhenting's men, it should be known that Lei Zhenting had been in control of the imperial court for more than ten years. How many of the capable people in the imperial court were not his men? After being killed by Mo Xiuyao, those who remained were just a bunch of mediocre people. Even if the Emperor Of Xiling moved the capital to An City, the Emperor Of Xiling, who had no experience in governing a country, brought a bunch of mediocre people with him. Only heaven knew what they could do.
"Hehe … Mo Xiuyao, what a good move, what a good scheme!" Lei Zhenting laughed coldly.
After venting some of his anger, Lei Zhenting quickly calmed down. He also quickly realized that something was amiss. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "I don't remember when I gave the order to assassinate Princess Ding? Who acted on their own initiative? "
The man was also at a loss. He was just an extremely inconspicuous person that Jhennam Of Gojoseon had placed in the imperial city. Usually, he was only in charge of some news from the marketplace. That was why he was able to escape the calamity at the Prince Ding Mansion and hurried over to deliver the news. However, he also did not understand the cause of this matter and only thought that it was an order from the Prince. Seeing that he was at a loss, Lei Zhenting also knew that he would not be able to get anything out of him. He waved his hand and dismissed him.
After the man left, Lei Zhenting waved his hand and swept the ink slab on the table to the ground. The ink slab made a crisp sound as it hit the ground. Even the good quality ink slab was smashed into pieces. "Investigate! Who is so daring … Mo Jingli … No, Mo Jingli does not have this ability. Investigate Ren Qining, Yelu Hong, and Yelu Ye for I! "
"Yes, Prince." The gold-robed guards who were hidden in the shadows answered and left. Only Lei Zhenting was left in the study room. Lei Zhenting was silent for a long time. Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Northwest Feihong Pass. Young Master Qing Chen, dressed in a spotless white robe, stood on top of the gate tower of Feihong Pass and looked out. Not far away was the main camp of the Xiling Army and the Northern Tribes Army. Looking up from the bottom of the pass, the handsome young master in white stood in the wind. His expression was calm and tranquil, like a celestial being. Not to mention the soldiers of the two armies, even the commanders of the two armies could not help but sigh at Young Master Qing Chen's elegance.
"Oh? Qing Bai is injured? "On the gate tower, Xu Qingchen turned around and looked at the Shadow Guard who came to deliver the message. He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The Shadow Guard felt his heart skip a beat and a chill run down his spine. Although Young Master Qing Chen was known as the Celestial Young Master and was not as imposing as Prince, the pressure he gave off was indeed the same. "Young Master, it is indeed so. But … the letter also said that Fourth Young Master did not suffer any vital injuries. I think he should have woken up by now."
Xu Qingchen nodded and said, "I understand. You may go."
The Shadow Guard secretly wiped his sweat and cupped his hands, "This subordinate will take his leave."
"Young Master Qing Chen, do you really think that Lei Zhenting sent someone to assassinate Princess Ding? Lei Zhenting … should not be so unwise. " The two men beside Xu Qingchen also stood in the wind. One of them had white hair. Although his expression was gentle, there was a hint of determination between his brows. The other middle-aged man was in his early thirties. He looked calm and was somewhat similar to the old man.
These two people were the Southern Marquis's son and son who were almost killed by Mo Jingqi. At that time, the two of them almost lost their lives because of Mo Jingqi's persecution. Although Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li saved them, they were somewhat disheartened. These years, they lived in seclusion in the northwest and did not have much reputation. But now that Mo Jingqi was dead, the Da Chu State was almost dead. The northwest was also facing the pressure of the Western Hill and the Northern Tribes. The Southern Marquis and his son naturally could not sit still. They took the initiative to accompany Xu Qingchen to Feihong Pass.
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