ebookland Chapter 268 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 42
Chapter 268 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 42
Such an opportunity is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime chance for the Dark River.
Mu Mingce closed his eyes and concentrated, the scales in his heart swaying between advantages and disadvantages.
Finally, after a long and agonizing deliberation, a resolute glint flashed in Mu Mingce's eyes. He pulled an exquisite bamboo tube from his sleeve, and with a gentle flick of his finger, fireworks streaked across the night sky, bursting forth with dazzling light and forming a huge and magnificent pattern.
As Ib looked at the fireworks in the sky, a smile finally appeared on his face.
"How is it? What was the result?" Emperor Tai'an's voice revealed an undisguised urgency.
Luo Qingyang stood at the foot of the steps and gently shook his head.
In an instant, Emperor Tai'an leaned back and fell heavily onto the back of his chair. A huge wave of disappointment surged into his heart, followed by a creeping sense of fear.
In this power game, although on the surface it is the Fallen Feather King and the Green King fighting against Xiao Ruojin, it is clear to everyone that the two kings are just pawns in his hands, and the only ones truly vying for power are him and Xiao Ruojin.
Previously, they had the two kings as cover, but now that the assassination has happened, the two sides have completely broken off relations.
How will this now powerful and rebellious son treat him?
Will they kill him?
Will the emperor be deposed or not?
Or should we simply make him abdicate and become the retired emperor?
Emperor Tai'an covered his eyes with his hands, looking somewhat aggrieved and helpless.
Since Xiao Ruojin entered the realm of the divine, he has become an emperor in name only, and everyone in the world naturally assumes that Xiao Ruojin will be the next emperor.
He was initially very happy that he had a successor.
However, the situation developed in a way that completely exceeded his expectations.
Nothing more!
This son is growing up way too fast.
He wasn't even dead yet, and Xiao Ruojin had already gathered most of the court's power, and his military influence was growing day by day. In just a few days, he had suppressed the princes, including the Prince of Luoyu and the Prince of Qing, to the dust.
Among all the princes, only the Prince of Langya, whom he favored the most, was Xiao Ruojin's own brother, and he wholeheartedly helped his brother seize the throne.
The throne seems to be already in Xiao Ruojin's grasp.
Xiao Ruojin seems to have already placed himself in the position of emperor, and his behavior is becoming increasingly presumptuous.
Every time he faced the real emperor, he showed not only no reverence, but also no respect or filial piety a son should have for his father.
Not only did he kill the five chief eunuchs, but recently he has also openly requested leave, refusing to attend court or pay homage. His arrogance is outrageous.
This is Xiao Chongjing's throne; how can he allow others to covet it!
He is the true ruler of this world.
No one can step on his head, whether it was Ye Yu in the past or Xiao Ruojin today, no one can cross this line.
So he acted without hesitation.
However, he failed.
He failed!
He actually failed!!!
Emperor Tai'an's face contorted as he slammed his hand on the table, overturning it and scattering memorials, writing brushes, ink, Xuan paper, seals, candlesticks, teacups, and other items all over the floor.
The palace servants inside the hall were terrified and hurriedly knelt down on the ground.
That good-for-nothing Qing Wang can't even handle this simple matter.
The people of Nanjue are truly incompetent; even two half-step Divine Travelers and two Great Free Spirits failed to kill Xiao Ruojin.
They're all useless.
Emperor Tai'an raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and looked out the window, a sense of sorrow welling up in his heart.
……
The night, like a thick silk, tightly enveloped everything in heaven and earth.
A group of assassins dressed in black emerged silently from all directions, like ghosts in the night. Despite their large numbers, there was no noise; only the subtle rustling of their clothes was clearly audible in the quiet air.
Their steps were perfectly synchronized, each step carrying an indescribable sense of oppression, and their murderous aura almost materialized.
The first three to appear—Su Zhe the Hat Ghost, Su Muyu the Umbrella Ghost, and Su Changhe the Funeral Master—have returned to the Dark River camp, each finding their own position, and are approaching Xiao Ruofeng and the others along with the other assassins.
Surrounded, Xiao Ruofeng and the others felt their hearts sink into despair, their faces showing deep sorrow.
It looked like a major battle between the two sides was about to break out.
"It seems we really are going to have to go on a killing spree today," Li Changsheng sighed.
Although it was anticipated that the journey of the Marquis of Zhenxi to the capital would not be peaceful, no one expected the situation to escalate to such an extent that it would draw out all the assassins from the Dark River.
Fortunately, he is the best in the world, very powerful.
Baili Luochen stood beside Li Changsheng. He had joined the army at sixteen and had fought on countless battlefields, his blade slaying countless lives. Faced with this scene, he showed no fear, but instead a faint smile appeared on his lips: "I never imagined that I would be able to provoke the person behind this to mobilize the entire Dark River. It can be said that my life has not been in vain."
"I'm afraid the person behind this isn't just after the Marquis." A faint sadness clouded Xiao Ruofeng's eyes. Who else but his father could command the entire Dark River?
Although he had long since grown disillusioned with his father, Emperor Tai'an, he still felt somewhat sad at this moment.
They are father and son after all, and it goes beyond that!
Thinking of Xiao Ruojin in Tianqi City, he felt even more worried. If his situation was already like this, his brother's situation must be even more dangerous.
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.
Just as Xiao Ruofeng was worried about his brother's safety, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, landing lightly in front of everyone like a swallow soaring through the air.
Dressed in simple, light clothing, without any accessories, she exudes an extraordinary and refined aura that draws attention.
Upon seeing the person's appearance clearly, Li Changsheng chuckled, "So it's this person. Looks like I can save some effort."
Upon hearing this, Baili Luochen's heart stirred, and a person quickly came to mind: "Could it be that you know this person, sir?"
Li Changsheng nodded.
Baili Dongjun quickly asked, "Who is it?"
"How many people in this world can travel here in spirit at this time?" Li Changsheng looked at Xiao Ruofeng meaningfully.
"A divine journey? A divine journey through the mystical realm?" Baili Dongjun's heart skipped a beat, recalling the news that had come from Tianqi City some time ago: "Prince Jingyu, Xiao Ruojin?"
Li Changsheng nodded.
"So it was him!" Baili Dongjun snorted lightly, turned around, and deliberately avoided looking at Xiao Ruojin.
When he helped Ye Dingzhi snatch the bride, he was knocked unconscious by the heir Baili Chengfeng and taken back to Qiandong City before he even reached the gate of Jingyu Prince's Mansion, so he naturally didn't get to see Xiao Ruojin.
When he first met him, he thought it was a reclusive master who had come to help, and he couldn't help but feel excited and curious. Now that he knew the truth, that sudden excitement quickly subsided like a tide.