Jiang Pengji thought about it and decided to hide Huijun first so that she could fake her death to avoid detection.
Looking at her face, Jiang Pengji raised her hand and wiped the wound on her arm, smearing Huijun's clean face with blood.
"I'll have to trouble you for the next few days. Once things settle down, I'll make sure that you don't have to worry for the rest of your life."
Huijun felt the touch on her cheek. After a moment of silence, she said in a low voice, "To me, Langjun is more important than a second parent. As long as Langjun says the word, even if I have to give up my life, I will have no complaints. I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life. "
Jiang Pengji raised her hand and pointed between Huijun's eyebrows with her index finger. Huijun looked up in astonishment, only to see Jiang Pengji smiling and refusing.
"No, there will be people who will treat you gently in the future. There is hope as long as you are alive, so why be so pessimistic? There's still a long way to go. "
Huijun clenched her fists in her sleeves and lowered her head. "Yes."
Jiang Pengji sent someone to strip a set of clothes off the corpse of the imperial guard and let Huijun change into it.
No matter what, he had to get past this hurdle first. Once the limelight was over, he could change Huijun's identity.
After finishing this task, he also ordered his personal guard to handle another matter.
She asked the guards to search the battlefield to see if there were any female ministers who had been killed by accident. She chose a corpse that was closer to Huijun's and completely destroyed the face of the corpse. She changed it into Huijun's clothes and disguised it as Huijun's corpse.
As for whether anyone would suspect it?
Hehe, now, only those with big fists have the right to speak. Those ministers who only have a defeated army dare to make a fuss?
"My lord, His Majesty is already in heaven."
Yan Lin glanced coldly at the messy battlefield and whispered to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's face was still filled with excitement. When he heard these words, he froze on the spot.
"Bin Tian?" Yang Jian choked on his words and couldn't come back to his senses. "His Majesty is in heaven … Shaoyang, what should we do now?"
Yan Lin's tone was cold and decisive. "Let's stabilize the situation first. Don't panic. We just need to cooperate with the alliance and the courtiers to elect a new emperor."
If the Emperor died, then so be it. In any case, the royal family had many backups.
As long as the person who ascended the throne was Prince Changshou, everything would be fine.
There were not many people or things that Yan Lin cared about. The so-called emperor was not one of them.
In Yan Lin's eyes, the merit of supporting the new emperor was no less than saving the emperor's life. The former was easier.
Yang Jian's heart felt stifled, but the Emperor's corpse was already cold. No matter what he did, he could not change the truth.
Both armies were well-trained. Although they had never cooperated with each other before, they did not hold each other back.
After working together to repel the enemy, no one pursued them. Instead, the first thing they did was to comfort the frightened ministers and their families.
Feng Zhen, Yang Si, and Yan Lin were in charge of dealing with the courtiers.
The work of using their brains was naturally left to these scholars.
"Shao Yang, I sneaked a peek at His Majesty's body. He died a terrible death … It doesn't look like he was killed by the enemy …"
Yang Tao had taken advantage of the chaos to sneak a peek at the corpse.
There was an exquisite and luxurious knife in the Emperor's chest, and his heart had been squeezed out.
Yan Lin looked calm. "It doesn't look like they were killed by the enemy."
Yang Tao nodded vigorously. "It doesn't look like he was killed by the enemy. It looks more like he was assassinated during the chaos. Pieces of his heart are out."
Jiang Pengji had arrived too quickly, and the situation was chaotic. No one knew what had happened in the chaos.
There was only one enemy general who knew that Jiang Pengji had taken Huijun away.
When Jiang Pengji rushed back with Huijun in her arms, Huijun was buried in her arms. Everyone thought she was a captive.
According to the eunuchs who had served the Emperor, the Emperor was not killed by the enemy, but by the Empress.
Yang Tao murmured with fear still lingering in his heart.
"The Empress killed the Emperor? If you are not a family, you will not marry into the same family. This Empress is cruel … "
"Don't pry too much into the royal family's private affairs. Don't dirty your eyes."
Yan Lin's expression was calm and emotionless.
Yang Tao replied obediently, "Okay, I understand. The more I say, the more wrong I will be. I will speak less in the future."
Jiang Pengji hastily treated her wound and wrapped her arm with a clean cloth.
The battlefield had been partially cleaned up, but the corpses were still everywhere.
Blood stained the ground, and the air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood.
With her sharp eyes, she saw a few middle-aged men dressed as officials surrounding Yang Si and the others. They looked agitated and indignant.
"… The Demon Empress must be killed. Regicide is a crime punishable by death. How can we let her go so easily?"
"If we don't kill the Demon Empress, we won't be able to pacify the people. I hope you can send troops to capture her as soon as possible to comfort His Majesty's soul in heaven."
Jiang Pengji walked forward, and the officials looked displeased.
They were in the middle of a serious discussion, and this insensible young general dared to interrupt them?
She was about to say that the commoners were not allowed to come near, but Yang Si and Feng Zhen bowed to her.
"My lord."
"Who are we going to kill? We can hear it from afar. "
Jiang Pengji was satisfied to see the officials' expressions as if they had eaten a fly.
"His Majesty is in heaven, and the officials have said that the Empress is the murderer. But in this chaos, it's really difficult to find the murderer. "
Yang Si and Feng Zhen were tired of the officials. They had no ability, but they were good at commanding people.
It was fine to give orders, but they were giving orders blindly.
They and Yang Jian's troops had a total of 25,000 soldiers, and they had just suffered some losses. It was already difficult enough to protect the officials and their families with such a small number of soldiers. Later, they would have to escort the Emperor's body back to the imperial city of Chenzhou and drive away the enemy troops in the city.
They were severely understaffed!
These officials, who took advantage of their seniority, wanted to overstep their authority and ask them to send troops to find the Empress who had killed the Emperor.
Wasn't this telling Prince Changshou, "Come, come, we are understaffed. Hurry up and send someone to attack us?"
Thinking of this, Yang Si and the others didn't know what to say.
However, these were all old officials in the court. They were old and respected, so they couldn't be treated lightly. They could only respond to them.
Jiang Pengji's eyes moved, and she calmly glanced at the officials.
Her eyes were calm, but the blood on her body and the murderous aura that hadn't dissipated made them nervous and subconsciously feel weak.
Jiang Pengji stared at them and said, "Their words are not unreasonable. His Majesty's death is a matter of national mourning. We can't let the murderer go so easily. As for the Empress, there seems to be a body that fits the criteria, but … the body was almost trampled by people and horses, and it was beyond recognition. Only the clothes on the body can identify it. Why don't you go and identify it? "
The officials looked at each other.
They were all experienced people, so how could they not see that Yang Si and the others were just being perfunctory?
They were all prepared for a long war, but they didn't expect Yang Si and the others to be so easy to talk to.
"Thank you."
The few old officials bowed and expressed their gratitude with great sincerity.
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