Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Lin Bingquan, Lin Yufeng and Sima Chun secretly poisoned Emperor Huiwen, falsely conveyed the imperial decree to seize the throne, and controlled the entire capital!"

"What did you say?" She suddenly stopped, turned around urgently, and stared directly at Murong Qingyi. Qingyun suppressed her voice and shouted: "Say it again!"

Facing Qingyun's intimidating gaze, Murong Qingyi spoke freshly and slowly: "More than three months ago, I discovered that the secret poison 'Wangyousan' that was specially developed for me and had been treasured for many years was missing. I followed it all the way. When I arrived at the palace, I learned that the Right Protector stole the secret poison while I was not prepared and gave it to Lin Yuteng;

Lin Yufeng also bribed the personal eunuchs around Emperor Huiwen to secretly take the drug to Emperor Huiwen. When Emperor Huiwen was unconscious, Sima Chun and Lin Bingquan took the opportunity to let Emperor Huiwen write an edict of succession, supporting Sima Chun as the emperor;

Officials headed by King Rui, Taifu and Hu Guohou questioned the authenticity of the edict, and were thrown into prison by Sima Chun, who suppressed and killed the officials who opposed it even more forcefully."

"No! This is not true!"

Qingyun's body swayed and almost fell to the ground. She finally managed to stabilize her trembling body. Her face instantly turned white. She shook her head and retorted: "Father, how wise and shrewd he is, and there are Uncle Leng and secret guards beside him." How could I be poisoned if I protect you day and night? And before I left, I clearly arranged for the Purple Guards and the Dragon Guard Clan, as well as a battalion of 100,000 brave guards to guard the palace and the capital. How could I be easily succeeded by those treacherous people?"

"I don't need to lie to you! Perhaps it was Emperor Huiwen's will, but the news that Sima Chun killed his father and seized the throne did not spread to the capital;

However, Sima Chun and his party members were busy with the matter of enthroning the throne and suppressing the opposing officials. Perhaps they were in a hurry, or perhaps Sima Chun had not officially ascended the throne yet, so they did not disclose it to the outside world.

As for the Purple Guards and the Guardian Dragon Clan you mentioned, I have seen no trace of them, and the Hundred Thousand Hero Guard Camp has all been controlled by the private soldiers raised by Lin Bingquan."

Looking at Qing Yun with a look of shock and disbelief, Murong Qingyi couldn't help but feel pity for her. He stepped forward a few steps and stretched out his hand to support her, but she was coldly rejected by her, so he had to take back his hand and stood still away from her. Three steps away, his eyes were watching her constantly, so that if anything went wrong with her, he could help her in time.

"Father, father..."

The bad news was like a bolt from the blue, shaking Qingyun to the point of being shaken to his core. Unable to hold on any longer, he slumped to his knees and screamed, heartbreaking.

The deep father-daughter love between Qingyun and Emperor Huiwen deeply touched Murong Qingyi's heartstrings. Salty tears flowed into his mouth, and bitterness and regret filled his body and mind.

If he hadn't been obsessed with it, he would have had such a deep-rooted relationship between father and daughter. If it hadn't been for his indifference, his biological daughter wouldn't still be alive and dead, as well as his parents, wife, and All the relatives will not be brutally killed and their bodies will not be left.

Slowly squatting down, taking out the brocade handkerchief and handing it to Qingyun, Murong Qingyi softly comforted him: "Don't be sad, although 'Wangyou Powder' is a secret poison, it will not kill people immediately, it will only make people forget it slowly." What happened before will be restored to its original state within half a year after taking the antidote."

Eyes blurred with tears were staring at Murong Qingyi, Qingyun bit her lips to draw blood, her mournful cries were forcefully swallowed in her throat, and her nails dug into her flesh and she still felt the pain.

The bone-gnawing hatred in the ruthless eyes, the determination to destroy the world, Murong Qingyi felt as if she was being beaten, and she felt a biting chill instantly spread from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. She couldn't face those eyes, but she was worried about her, constantly. Apologizing in a low voice: "I'm sorry! It's me who didn't keep the 'Wangyou Powder' well, and it was me who didn't discipline my subordinates well, which brought you disaster! Please rest assured, I will develop an antidote as soon as possible! I'm really sorry, Sorry, sorry..."

"What's the use of saying I'm sorry now?" He waved away the brocade handkerchief Murong Qingyi handed him, and Qingyun roared: "I'll give you a sword through your heart, and then I'll say I'm sorry to you, do you think it's useful?"

Murong Qingyi sincerely repented. Apart from saying sorry, he didn't know how to comfort this seemingly strong but actually weak girl: "You can take my life if you want, but please give me some more time until I can avenge my family." , I will find you!"

"What should I do with your life?" An undercurrent surged in Qingyun's deep eyes, and the corners of his bloody lips raised a cold, arrogant and taunting smile: "Even if you die, you are not as injured as my father, which makes me worry. sad."

Although my father has no blood relationship with me, he raised me with all his heart, taught me with all his heart, and gave me the utmost paternal love and protection.

And you abandoned your wife and daughter, I'm afraid you don't even know who I am.

Ignoring the surprise and sadness in Murong Qingyi's eyes, Qingyun stood up stubbornly, and then strode forward proudly and resolutely.

The father was poisoned with a secret poison and was imprisoned again. The third brother and the others were also imprisoned. Uncle Leng, the emperor's sisters-in-law, and Lin'er didn't know what happened to them. She had to rush back to the capital as soon as possible to rescue the father and all the people. Dear relatives, put down the rebellion, punish the traitors and traitors, and restore peace to the world inside and outside the court.

We also need to find out what happened to the Purple Guards and the Guardian Dragon Clan? Why didn't they actually carry out her orders?

Worried that Qing Yun would have a cold attack due to her turbulent emotions before she saw Mo Xuan, Murong Qingyi followed closely behind her. It wasn't until she saw Mo Xuan riding a horse in the distance that she felt relieved and quickly Hidden in the shadows not far away.

"Xiyan..."

Seeing his lover galloping towards him, Mo Xuan couldn't wait to rein in his horse before he jumped into the air. He used his superb light skills to leap in front of his lover, hugged her tightly in his arms, and murmured in a low voice: "Xiyan, my Xiyan, I finally found you!"

No one knew that when Xi Yan disappeared, he wanted to kill himself. He failed to protect her by his side. He deserved to die!

And all day and night he stayed awake, eating or drinking, and his only thought was to find her as soon as possible.

It's a shame that the enemy was so cunning that he actually covered up her aura.

If someone hadn't sent him a letter half a quarter of an hour ago, asking him to come here to pick up Xi Yan, and if he hadn't had any suspicion, he wouldn't have found her yet.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, you suffered!"

"Hurry back to Xinggu County immediately!"

At this moment, Qingyun was concerned about the safety of her father and all her relatives, so she broke away from Mo Xuan's arms and ran quickly towards the horse Mo Xuan was riding. However, she was so anxious that she failed to step on the stirrup and almost fell down. Fortunately, Mo Xuan, who was following closely behind, quickly hugged her and prevented her from falling to the ground.

"Xiyan, what happened?" Otherwise, why would you be so anxious?

The secret guards who accompanied Mo Xuan to look for Qingyun were also puzzled: their master's riding skills were far superior to theirs, how could it happen today?

Holding back the sweet and fishy feeling in her throat, Qingyun did not answer Mo Xuan's question. Instead, she stepped on the stirrup and jumped onto the horse again, then raised her whip and drove the horse away at high speed. The cool breeze blew her lavender clothes. The skirt lifted up her inky hair, making her look peerless and lonely in the cold morning light.

Qingyun rode the horse very fast, and by the time Mo Xuan reacted, she had already run more than ten feet away.

Seeing Qing Yun's figure disappearing around the corner, Mo Xuan was suddenly confused and full of worries and doubts. He pulled a secret guard beside him off his horse, then turned over and jumped on the horse's back, whipped his whip hard, and chased after him. , and at the same time said urgently: "Xiyan, wait for me!"

The secret guards looked at each other in confusion, and then rode their horses to catch up. As for the secret guard who was pulled off the horse, he could only accept his fate and ride with others.

Outside the gate of Xinggujun Inn, Lan Jue and others, who had received the report from the secret guard, were waiting eagerly at the gate.

In the flying dust, two lavender figures burst into everyone's sight. After seeing the faces on the horses clearly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and rushed forward to meet them.

Unexpectedly, before anyone had time to ask, Qingyun had already jumped off the horse, threw the whip and reins to one of them, and then walked past everyone directly to the guest room upstairs.

Seeing Qingyun's pale face with gloom and coldness, and her whole body exuding the fury and coldness of a storm, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and turned to look at Mo Xuan who had also jumped off the horse: Princess ( Master) What is going on?

Along the way, Mo Xuan was speculating on the reason why Qingyun's strange emotions suddenly leaked out. After thinking about it repeatedly, he vaguely guessed that it might be that matter. Worried about Qingyun's health, he did not answer everyone's questions, but just looked at them deeply. Take a quick look, and then follow Qingyun into the guest room.

Mo Xuan's meaningful look made everyone tremble in shock. You look at me, I look at you. In the end, some people were left to guard the surroundings of the inn. The rest of the people lowered their heads and entered the room and closed the door tightly. Door.

He slapped the table with a heavy palm, and glanced at the people standing with their heads bowed. Qingyun's eyes were fierce, and his voice was so cold that it made people feel chilled when they heard it: "Sima Chun and Lin Bingquan's party poisoned and murdered the emperor and forced him to He wrote the edict of passing the throne, imprisoned King Rui, Taifu Han, and Hu Guohou, and even killed and suppressed the officials who opposed them. Do you know about this?"

"Report to the princess (nine princesses) (master), slaves (wei ministers) (subordinates) know!" Except for Master Mingyin, Taoist Master Pushan, Ye Youlan, Nangong Junfei, and the three heroes of Xiamen, almost everyone They knelt on the ground at the same time and said in unison.

Mo Xuan frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and subconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

This is indeed what happened!

It's just that they have been careful to hide Xi Yan, fearing that hearing the bad news would trigger her cold poison. How did she learn about it?

Qingyun's face suddenly darkened, and she suppressed the sweetness rising in her throat again and said in a cold voice: "When did it happen?"

"Back to the princess" Among the people, Lan Jue is Qingyun's personal maid, and her relationship is naturally closer than others: "The specific news was only received three days ago, but..."

"But what?"

"However, when leaving Yongping County, Miss Qiao once visited the slave girl privately and reminded her that the government and the opposition were about to face a catastrophe."