Mo Yu appeared on the city wall. Her face was still as beautiful as ever, but she looked a little tired.
The Prince of Louyang nervously stood at her side, very worried that an arrow might fly out of nowhere.
Mo Yu said, "Since Your Highness has already made up your mind, Prince Chen Liu's life naturally cannot threaten you."
Although he said that he wasn't a threat, he was still a threat.
Many of the rebel soldiers were looking at the Prince of Xiang.
The Prince of Xiang's eyes glistened with tears as he said, "My son died a worthy death with no regrets. He should be conferred the title of Crown Prince."
Mo Yu was very impressed and didn't say anything else.
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Prince Chen Liu's face was a little pale. Perhaps it was because the weather was a little gloomy, or perhaps it was because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
He looked at the old eunuch and said, "I don't know how to repay the kindness of living again."
Just like that beautiful concubine of the Prince of Zhongshan had been wary of, Prince Chen Liu was truly worthy of being publicly acknowledged as the descendant of the imperial clan most similar to Emperor Taizong. He possessed an unimaginable charisma. Even though he had been imprisoned in the palace for ten years, not only had he not become dispirited, he had succeeded in obtaining the support of many people.
The old eunuch was the most important person among them.
This was the laundry department, the most messy and unobtrusive place on the east side of the Imperial City.
No one would have thought that he, who was supposed to be imprisoned in Weiyang Palace and heavily guarded, would actually be outside the Imperial City.
The old eunuch sighed and said nothing. He turned and walked into the Imperial City.
Prince Chen Liu looked up at the gloomy sky.
He did not continue to think about what the old eunuch's sigh meant, because it was meaningless.
His eyes were even calmer than before, but there was an extremely faint trace of weariness in the depths of his eyes.
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The Imperial City had already been surrounded by the rebel army. The demi-human North-Pacifying Army was responsible for the southeast region, which was the direction between the Orthodox Academy and the Hundred Herb Garden.
In particular, the Orthodox Academy had been surrounded so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. It was even more heavily guarded than during the coup of the Mausoleum of Books. The teachers and students that remained in the academy were extremely nervous and did not know what to do. No one noticed that a seemingly thin and weak student had passed through the forest by the lake and arrived in front of the Imperial City.
This was the forbidden ground of the Orthodox Academy, and the gate leading to the Imperial City had a powerful array attached to it. Moreover, it had a lock that was very difficult to open.
The thin and weak student didn't care about these rules at all. He easily broke the formation, took out a key from his sleeve, and opened the old lock covered in green copper rust.
She was no ordinary student. She was very familiar with the Imperial Palace and the Orthodox Academy. To be more accurate, she was the Vice Principal of the Orthodox Academy.
When Prince Chen Liu fled the palace, Luoluo quietly sneaked into the palace.
She brought the greetings of the Orthodox Academy to the emperor, as well as a certain variable.
The White Emperor had sent the North-Pacifying Army to express his support for the Prince of Xiang.
But she was in the palace. Would the North-Pacifying Army really dare to attack the palace? More importantly, would the North-Pacifying Camp listen to her orders and change their stance?
No one knew how the situation would develop. Even now, the rebel army did not know that Luoluo had entered the Imperial Palace.
But Prince Chen Liu felt a bad omen.
The wind from the west was too humid, or the well water was too sweet. There were always some inexplicable details that made people think of many things.
He had just escaped from the Imperial Palace and did not have the time to talk with his father for a long time before he made his request very forcefully.
Regardless of whether the Imperial Design could be opened or not, the rebel army should still attack the Imperial City and exert even more pressure.
"The Imperial Design can only stop experts like you and Uncle Cao, but it can't stop ordinary people. And there are still many places in the capital that need to be controlled. "
The Prince of Xiang could not oppose Prince Chen Liu's pale face and gloomy eyes.
Battles would naturally occur between control and resistance, and blood would flow. When the situation became even more chaotic, some houses would even be set on fire.
With Prince Chen Liu's return, the movements of the rebel army became much more intense. On the evening of the same day, many fires appeared in the capital.
The two sides that had controlled themselves for many days finally began to lose control. In the streets and alleys around the Imperial Palace and the Li Palace, scenes of burning, killing, and looting appeared.
In Prince Chen Liu's view, these were all prices that had to be endured for success, so he didn't need to care.
He was concerned about more important matters.
He personally led the three-hundred-some rebel cavalry to the Orthodox Academy.
"One temple of Xining rules the world."
Prince Chen Liu said these words as he gazed at the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
These words had been circulating in the continent for ten-some years, and they were even on the verge of becoming a truth, a sort of faith of the populace.
If one wanted to destroy these words, they first had to destroy the Orthodox Academy.
But this gate was truly very familiar.
Many years ago, in an autumn rain, Tianhai Shengxue had returned from the north, bringing with him his generals to smash the gate of the Orthodox Academy into ruins.
Jin Yulu had defeated Divine General Fei Dian, and then there was the Ivy Festival. The Orthodox Academy had never repaired the gate precisely so that it could slap the Tianhai clan in the face.
Only in the Grand Examination did Tianhai Shengxue finally concede and personally lead a group of people to repair the gate, thus creating yet another story of the capital.
That period just happened to be the beginning of the close relationship between Prince Chen Liu and the Orthodox Academy. When the gate was repaired, he had even personally seen the design and given his opinion.
To put it another way, he had also contributed to the current gate.
At that time, the ivy in front of the gate had been completely removed, leaving the smooth stone surface uncovered.
Now, the ivy had grown back, concealing the majority of the words.
"Smash it open."
Prince Chen Liu calmly uttered these two words.
The rebel soldiers brought their prepared fighting logs forward. Under the confused gazes of the demi-human soldiers, they smashed against the gate.
With several thunderous bangs, several cracks appeared on the gate of the Orthodox Academy and with a crack, the gate slowly fell to the sides.
The night was gradually getting late. The rebel soldiers and demi-human soldiers had all lit torches.
The light of the torches illuminated the depths of the Hundred Flowers Lane, illuminated the shattered gate, and illuminated many young faces.
Those faces were all very young, and it was obvious that they were very nervous. In their eyes, one could clearly see the fear.
But not a single person left, because they were the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy.
Prince Chen Liu was rather surprised.
Not because of this sight, but because the person standing at the very front of the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy was Tianhai Shengxue.
The light of the torches clearly illuminated Tianhai Shengxue's face.
Prince Chen Liu felt that the affairs of the world were truly wondrous. He smiled, but it was somewhat bitter.
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It was a cloudy day in Xuelao City, especially cloudy. The clouds were especially thick, completely obscuring the sun.
The streets of the city were so gloomy that it seemed like it was still before dawn. From time to time, one could hear the barking of dogs and the sounds of chasing and fighting.
The resistance of the demon soldiers continued. They were clearly not organized, but they still brought many problems to the human armies.
The cavalry galloped along the straight and wide streets. Fireworks would occasionally light up, and it was only in the evening that the intensity of the battle began to gradually weaken until it finally died down.
Xuelao City was very large. In order to clear the roadblocks and fend off the occasional ambushing demon experts, the procession could not advance too quickly. In addition, there was another important reason. It was only in the evening that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's divine carriage finally arrived at the Imperial City, which was lined with buildings. They were still very far from the Demon Palace.
A flower of fire bloomed at the very front of the procession, spraying out a jade-like light that drove away the deepening darkness. If someone were very close, they would be able to see that this torch was neither gold nor jade, but made of opaque glass. Its surface was milky-white, but its interior was filled with countless crystalline granules that seemed to contain an endless amount of energy.
This was the divine artifact of the demons, the White Sun Flame.
In that war several hundred years ago, Emperor Taizong and his generals had seized this divine artifact from the battlefield. They had then brought it back to the capital and placed it in the Lingyan Pavilion.
Today, it had been brought back by the human armies to Xuelao City, but this did not mean that it had returned home. It was more like a legacy of some powerful will.
Some demon commoners had been driven out of their homes and stood on the two sides of the street. Some poor demons stood in front of the ruined buildings, curiously watching the human armies advance toward the Demon Palace.
Whispers could be heard at the sight of that jade-like flame. For some reason, some of the demon commoners gradually began to kneel. (To be continued …)
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