The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Underground of Lin Wangfu.
Rows of secret guards stood in place in an orderly manner with their heads lowered, murderous intent coming towards their faces.
For the first time, Li Zhilin wore a black robe, "Kill Li Junche, and I will give you an official rank and a title, and you will receive thousands of taels of gold."
"I will obey the king's order."
Li Zhilin gathered all the secret guards he had trained for many years, preparing to give Li Junche a fatal blow on his way back to the city.
The army will return to the military camp outside the city, and Li Junche will only lead a small number of soldiers into the city to thank the emperor for his kindness.
The best opportunity to get started is on the way from the military camp to the capital.
The capital city of Beidi Kingdom was dark and silent.
More than five hundred secret guards walked out of Prince Lin's Mansion, waiting quietly for the night to pass and dawn to arrive.
After the city gate opened, they left in batches.
In Prince Heng's Mansion decorated with red silk, Li Yuheng slept in the room of General Ningyuan's daughter-in-law. Princess Heng and the niece of the Minister of War stayed up all night.
It was dusk, Li Yuheng glanced at the sleeping concubine, sat up and left the wedding room.
The personal guard followed him and whispered: "The third prince has already taken action and everyone rushed out. This time the second prince may be doomed."
The guard opened the study door and lit the lamp oil.
Li Yuheng walked in, sat down, and started writing, "Even if Li Junche brings few people, there will still be at least 500 people. He will not die so easily."
The guard's eyes flickered and he gloated, "But this time the Third Prince sent a secret guard regiment that has been trained for many years. The combat effectiveness of the soldiers in the military camp is simply incomparable."
"My subordinates believe that Li Junche will definitely die this time. The prince only needs to collect evidence, and once Li Junche dies, he will disseminate the evidence that the third prince assassinated the second prince and that he collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country. Then the throne can only belong to the prince. ”
Li Yuheng raised his eyes full of calculations, "Then Li Junche must die. You send people over, with the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind. If Li Zhilin loses, we will give Li Junche another blow."
The guard's eyes were shining, "Your Majesty is wise, my subordinates will go now."
Looking at the closed door, Li Yuheng stuffed the note he had just written into two envelopes and gave it to the secret guard to send out immediately.
He remained silent and used the marriage as an opportunity to win over the courtiers.
Just wait for Li Junche and Li Zhilin to fight to the death, and then reap the benefits.
This time, he wants to kick out all the contenders for the throne at once.
The ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
After reporting the accounts in the morning, Wen Jinhe personally ran to the kitchen to decide on tomorrow's lunch menu.
In the afternoon, the palace was simply decorated to add a bit of a New Year atmosphere.
Butler Li followed Wen Jinhe's work with satisfaction.
It feels good to have a mistress in the backyard of Prince Che's Mansion, and her popularity has increased.
Wen Jinhe went to bed early after a busy day, thinking of getting up early the next day and going to the city gate to wait for Li Junche.
Wen Jinhe stood in an endless dark fog, unable to see the front and unable to tell the direction.
The sound of fighting in the distance can be heard in my ears.
Passionate and tragic.
"My lord, leave quickly."
Wen Jinhe chased after the direction where the voice came from. It was Murong Nie's voice.
She ran one after another, not daring to slow down and stop.
Through the heavy fog, what comes into view is a forest full of corpses.
The blood dyed the dead grass red.
Like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
Murong Nie had more than a dozen swords inserted all over his body, and he held a spear and stood in front of Li Junche without hesitation.
Li Junche, who had always been strong and steady, and who served as everyone's backer, held a sword in his right hand and leaned behind Murong Nie.
The killer approached step by step, and the thick smell of blood wafted in the surrounding air.
Wen Jinhe was so frightened that he couldn't walk. He wanted to rush over, but was blocked by a transparent wall.
My fingers can't penetrate it, and my steps can't move forward.
Wen Jinhe watched helplessly as Murong Nie was killed and fell to the ground.
Li Junche's eyes were red and bloodshot, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and there was a bloody scar on his handsome cheek.
Step by step, he was forced towards the cliff by the killer.
"No, Li Junche, no." Wen Jinhe lay on the wall, tears falling to the ground, and shouted anxiously and sadly.
When Li Junche fell off the cliff, Wen Jinhe threw himself forward, got up and ran towards the edge of the cliff, only to see the dark figure disappearing under the cliff.
A strong sense of weightlessness swept over her, and she had never felt that death was so close to her.
"Li Junche." Wen Jinhe suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the top of the bed for a long time, unable to regain consciousness.
After calming down, I found that my whole body seemed to be frozen and I couldn't move.
I want to speak out but I can't open my mouth and my throat can't shout.
She stretched out her arms and legs desperately, feeling flustered and breaking into a cold sweat.
Is this moment reality or a dream?
After an unknown amount of time, the surroundings fell into silence.
Wen Jinhe opened his eyes again and tentatively made a sound.
can be heard.
Wen Jinhe threw off the quilt, sat up and shouted loudly: "Autumn is full of winter."
Man Dong, who was guarding outside the door, immediately opened his eyes and listened carefully. It was the princess who was shouting.
She immediately opened the door and lit the candle, "Princess, what's wrong?"
Man Dong found that Wen Jinhe's neck was covered with sweat, and the strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat.
Wen Jinhe stared at Man Dong with a hint of panic, "What time is it?"
Man Dong picked up the cloak on the hanger and put it on Wen Jinhe, "Princess, you have just passed your ugly days."
Wen Jinhe sat beside the bed. The evaporation of sweat on her skin brought a chill. She closed her cloak and said, "Call Zhao Bi, He Shi and Butler Li immediately."
Man Dong's lips were slightly open, with a slightly stunned look on his face. It was the middle of the night, so why did he ask them to come here?
"Go and call." Wen Jinhe frowned and his chest heaved.
"Okay, I'll call you right away." Man Dong covered Wen Jinhe's exposed feet with a quilt, stood up, turned around and walked out of the room.
She first woke up Man Qiu, who was sleeping next door, and asked her to go to Wen Jinhe's room, and then hurried to the front yard.
Man Qiu stood by the bed and glanced at the princess's frosty face to see what was going on.
Zhao Bi, He Shi and Li Guanjia, who were woken up by Man Dong, thought something had happened.
He put on his coat anxiously and opened the door.
As a result, they were told that nothing happened, but Wen Jinhe asked them to go there immediately.
The door was closed, and Wen Jinhe looked at the three of them and asked, "According to the speed, where is the prince now?"
Butler Li looked at Zhao Bi and replied, "It should be at the military camp outside the city."
Wen Jinhe continued to ask: "How many secret guards are there in the capital? How many are there with the prince?"
Zhao Bi couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said hesitantly, "About three hundred and fifty people, all of whom were ordered to stay in the capital to protect the princess."
Wen Jinhe closed his eyes hard, feeling like he couldn't breathe in his chest, "You two will take 300 people out of the city immediately, meet up with Li Junche, and return to the city together."
The two of them were at a loss and confused.
Even Li Junche had never done this before, mobilizing so many secret guards at once.
He Shi saw that Wen Jinhe's face was ugly and he was still sweating, "Princess, what happened?"
Wen Jinhe said in a serious tone: "I dreamed that something happened to Li Junche. Many people wanted to kill him. The ground was full of corpses of soldiers."
The five people present breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It turned out that they were just scared in a dream.
Butler Li lowered his voice to comfort, "Princess, there are a large number of soldiers walking with you on the way back to the city. Nothing will happen."
Wen Jinhe looked at Butler Li, "A woman's first sleep is very accurate. Maybe this is a reminder from God. You should take three hundred people out of the city immediately and be sure to find the prince."
Zhao Bi frowned, feeling that Wen Jinhe's current situation was like a frightened bird, frightened by a dream.
"Princess, before leaving, the prince ordered all secret guards to guard the capital to protect the safety of the princess, and mobilized 300 people out of the city. Once the palace is attacked, it will be very dangerous. I forgive my subordinates for not obeying."
Wen Jinhe was anxious and stared into Zhao Bi's eyes, "This is Prince Che's Mansion. Who would risk their lives to attack? If there aren't fifty people left behind, what are you worried about?"
Wen Jinhe was very angry when he saw that the three of them had not made any move. He turned around and lay on the bed, took out a token from under the pillow and held it in his hand to face Zhao Bi and the others.
"This is the token given to me by the prince. You must obey my orders unconditionally. I now order you and He Shi to summon 300 secret guards to go out of the city to find Li Junche."
When Butler Li saw Wen Jinhe refusing to give up until he achieved his goal, he began to feel worried.
Nothing will really happen!
Staring at the token representing Li Junche's identity, Zhao Bi and He Shi finally knelt down on one knee and said, "Yes, I will go right away."
The room fell into silence after the three left.
Man Qiu and Man Dong stared at Wen Jinhe who was in a daze, "Princess, go to sleep, it's still early."
"Don't turn off the lights, you two get out."
After the room door was closed, Wen Jinhe sat on the bedside and looked at the token in his hand, already suffering from insomnia.
Zhao Bi and He Shi did not agree with Wen Jinhe's approach.
But the order was given and they must obey it.
Immediately summon the secret guards and wait for the city gate to open and go out immediately.
