Chapter 2 Murong Wuhen Extra

In the third year of Wu'an, the Anmen treason case that shocked Mo Yuguo spread throughout the city.

It is said that seventy-two people in Anmen died tragically overnight. It happened to be a night of heavy rain. The rain sent Anmen's blood to the moat. The next morning, all the rivers were full of strange red...

It is said that there are seventy-four people living in Anmen, but a little maid and a sixteen-year-old lady from the An family disappeared. They seemed to have evaporated from the world without a trace.

It is said that the next day, the court ordered the An family mansion to be burned down and rebuilt, making it a palace for the emperor to stay. The corpses of everyone in the An family were taken out to feed the dogs.

This was the biggest tragedy of the year...

It has also become a painful scene that many elderly people in Kyoto dare not and are unwilling to recall...

But there are still some unknown things that only people living in Kyoto know. The day after the An family was exterminated, the weather was very strange. First the sun shone brightly, then there was heavy hail, and a thunder struck down. Inside the palace

A Buddhist temple in the country burned down, and a noble man who was still expecting child was praying to Buddha and died.

So there are new rumors. The seventy-two members of the An family died unjustly. The treason was deliberately framed by someone in the court. The entire An family is a loyal minister. Miss An who escaped is even more worthy of the whole country after the loyal ministers.

respect……

As a result, all kinds of rumors were flying all over the sky, and the government began to be unstable. On the one hand, everyone was sighing for Anjia, and on the other hand, they were actively running to request a re-search of the files on Anjia's extermination.

The Grand Councilor of Dali Temple has always been regarded as the most just place, and it is also the place where the biggest victim of Anmen - An Zhiteng, the young minister of Dali Temple, once worked. Here, since An Zhiteng was unjustly killed, various things happened.

One or two of these weird events is fine, three or four are acceptable, but if they happen too often, they will naturally attract the attention of the higher authorities. As a result, it actually reached the ears of the current emperor, Murong Wuhen.

"Your Majesty, please trust Wei Chen. Wei Chen will solve the 'haunted' matter in Dali Temple. Please give Wei Chen two more days of grace..." In the morning, several Dali Temple officials knelt on the ground and kowtowed frequently.

, they seemed to be exchanging glances with a guilty conscience, not daring to raise their heads.

"A bunch of trash! Why do the imperial court feed you?" Sitting on the dragon chair, a man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes looked cold and arrogant. He was wearing a handsome dragon robe that outlined his handsome figure, although the dragon could not be seen from the side light.

Yan, but it was obvious that his sullen voice gave him away. He was a man with a bad temper and terrifying eyes.

He is Murong Wuhen...

He became the crown prince at the age of thirteen and succeeded to the throne at the age of seventeen. He is the youngest emperor in the history of Mo Yu Kingdom...

Since he succeeded to the throne, he has almost always adopted the political method of "those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish". Perhaps he was used to the weakness and incompetence of his father in the previous dynasty, and the cabinet and ministers controlled the power of Mo Yu.

In terms of government affairs, his first step in coming to power was to unite the prime minister and the central government to cancel the cabinet and centralize imperial power. In his world, the strong controlled everything. For rebels and traitors, they would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go.

So this massacre of the An family was ordered by him, and he reviewed the copy several times. He believed in himself that he would never make a mistake in this kind of thing. Even if he made a mistake, the An family should deserve to die. It was just to scare the monkeys. He

He took the lives of everyone except himself very lightly.

However, since the incident of Dali Temple being haunted came out, he had to take care of it. It is said that this incident has spread a lot, making people panic, and the imperial power he has just gathered is in danger.

"Your Majesty, although the An family has been wiped out, the daughter of the An family, An Nuanzhi, and her maid Xiaoqi are still on the run. Could the haunting in Dali Temple be related to these two girls?" A short and fat man stepped forward.

One step later, he was Lieutenant Commander Zuo, a man who made great contributions to the An family's murder case.

He looks very cunning, like a fat old fox hiding behind a tree, always ready to jump out and bite someone.

Murong Wuhen glanced at the man coldly, "You mean... Dali Temple is not haunted, but someone is causing trouble."

The man knelt on the ground and bowed, "This is actually my guess. Now everyone is searching for the two girls nationwide. If they are still in the country, they will definitely show their true colors. But now there is no news at all. I doubt...

………”

"Do you suspect it is related to these two escaped witches?" Murong Wuhen asked coldly.

Lieutenant Zuo Zhong had always been cunning and cunning. He knew that he would be held responsible if he made a hasty decision about this matter. He had already thought of this. So he evaded the important and took out the two pieces of paper from his arms.

"Your Majesty, please see these are the portraits of those two witches! They have the faces of Chaos Chao Gang. I suggest that we expand the scope and send people to the other three countries to search for these two witches. If they are found, it means that they are related to this thing.

It has nothing to do with it. If you can’t find it, make another plan!”

Murong Wuhen did not comment on this proposal, but in the meantime the eunuch had already taken the two portraits and unfolded them before Murong Wuhen's eyes. Murong Wuhen looked down at the two small faces on the portraits, his brows furrowed.

Surprisingly——one of them he couldn’t be more familiar with!

He actually knows this face!

The matter goes back to three months ago, when Murong Wuhen paid a private visit incognito before the An family was wiped out.

Originally, everything was planned well, and he would return to the palace immediately the next day. However, he never expected that when his identity was exposed, he would encounter assassins who were opposed by the people. These assassins were all desperadoes and would not give up until they achieved their goals. In the end, Murong Wu

Hen got separated from his guards and was injured, so he had to temporarily hide in a temple. However, he passed out due to hunger and death, and his life was hanging by a thread.

"Hey, would you please wake up?" When he woke up again, in front of him was a gentle and charming face, a girl about sixteen years old, blinking her big bright eyes and looking at him curiously

, her big clear eyes surpass those of Chang'e under the moon.

Although Murong Wuhen had never seen Chang'e and the fairy, the first moment he saw them, he was moved by this woman's innocence, beauty, and kindness.

And this woman was one of the people in the portrait. He vaguely remembered that her name had the word "Nuan Zhi" in it.

"Lieutenant Zuo! Is this rich daughter of the An family on the run called An Nuanzhi?" Murong Wuhen asked earnestly, he must find out what is going on.

Lieutenant Zuo knelt down and bowed, "Your Majesty, your Majesty! The daughter of the An family is indeed named An, and her name is Nuan Zhi!"

Hearing this, Murong Wuhen's body felt like a thunderclap. How could this be possible? How could this be possible? If they were really the same girl, there would be a serious problem!

Why is Murong Wuhen so sure? Because he buried the girl with his own hands! In other words, the girl has passed away.

Yes, she kindly gave him some clothes and food after rescuing him. She didn't seem to know his identity and thought he was just a refugee. She visited him every day for almost three days. With her help

And under the care of Murong Wuhen, he was able to pick up one

Just when everything was slowly getting better, Murong Wuhen planned to contact his subordinates and return to the palace, but he unexpectedly attracted an assassin. The girl was shot to death by the assassin's random arrows during the fight, and she lost her breath and died on the spot.

, Murong Wuhen remembered that scene clearly.

It was the first time in his life that he shed tears, the first time in his life that his heart was moved, the first time that he witnessed a bright flower wither before it opened. There were so many firsts that were all because of this girl, her

Her innocent smile, her big, bright eyes, and her gentle and beautiful character all left a deep impression on him.

It can be said that this girl is his savior, a simple and beautiful woman like Zhuo Zhuo Qinglian. He once thought that if this girl had not died, he would marry her as his queen immediately after returning to the palace!

But man cannot defy nature, and nature cannot fulfill his wishes. When a girl dies, she dies. What Lan Nian'an can't understand is why this girl appears in front of him again, and she is a fugitive witch after a criminal.

, didn’t she pass away three months ago?

Murong Wuhen was puzzled, did not understand, and became even more confused. After the court, he carried the girl's portrait and walked aimlessly in the palace in shock. He had thought about it many times. He thought about his next life.

Will he meet this girl and become lovers? Unexpectedly, when they meet again, they will be in such a situation. She is not dead! How is it possible? But he buried it with his own hands!

Just as they were thinking, several little eunuchs running around like brainless flies bumped into Murong Wuhen. When they saw Murong Wuhen, their faces turned pale and they knelt on the ground desperately begging for mercy.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life."

"Why are you running around in such a hurry!" the head eunuch scolded sternly. He looked at Murong Wuhen's face tentatively, as if he was following Murong Wuhen's advice.

Murong Wuhen had no intention of dealing with this kind of matter, and waved his hand to order the supervisor to dismiss it, but then suddenly a young eunuch in his teens knelt down and kowtowed.

"There is a crazy woman outside the palace who went crazy and said she wanted to see the emperor. She behaved very strangely, saying that the emperor said that the emperor would..." The little eunuch stumbled and couldn't continue, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

His words aroused Murong Wuhen's interest, and he then asked, "What did this crazy woman say about me?"

The young eunuch trembled all over when he heard this question. He kept kowtowing and said, "I don't dare to say, I don't dare to say. Please stop asking, Your Majesty."

"Say it, or you will die!" Murong Wuhen's curiosity was aroused, and he wanted to know how the outside world described him.

"That crazy woman said she was a spiritual woman. She predicted that the emperor would not live to be twenty-three years old." As soon as the little eunuch spoke, everyone around him turned pale, and the head eunuch just now hurriedly scolded him.

"What the hell are you talking about! Aren't you cursing the emperor?"

"Your Majesty, I will go out now and behead this crazy woman!" the manager made a gesture to go out.

"Wait a moment!"

Murong Wuhen narrowed his eyes. He suddenly remembered that he had seen the profession of "Ling Po" in an ancient book. The so-called Ling Po refers to a very mysterious profession that makes a living by controlling souls. They are not only powerful but also powerful.

He has the ability to predict, and also has the ability to make souls exist in various human bodies. In other words, he can "change souls."

He suddenly wanted to see this spiritual woman. Murong Wuhen waved his hand and ordered, "Bring the spiritual woman in."

After a while, an old woman with a wrinkled face appeared in front of everyone. She was dressed very strangely. There were several strings of things that looked like mysterious ancient beads hanging on her chest. Up close, she even exuded a strange brilliance. Her hair

I don’t know how many years it has been since I tidied up my hair. It’s knotted and mosquitoes are flying around my head. It looks dirty and there’s a strange smell on my body.

Lingpo didn't bow when she came in. She glanced at Murong Wuhen faintly and sneered, "Is there a woman that the emperor is thinking about in his heart right now? I don't know whether this woman is dead or alive?"

Murong Wuhen took a breath. This old woman was indeed a spiritual woman. At least she could see through people's thoughts. It seemed that what she said was very credible!

Murong Wuhen looked at Ling Po's pupils seriously, only to find that the white eyeballs had a pair of pupils with two colors, which seemed to have a mysterious power that made people feel uncomfortable.

Murong Wuhen turned away and did not want to look directly at her. Her gaze always made people itch.

"Since you are the Lingpo, please continue talking and tell more about me or that girl. If you speak well, I will reward you greatly!"

"Ling Po never says nice things, only the truth." Ling Po's cold tone sounds very funny at first, but when you listen carefully, it feels inexplicably ethereal, as if it came from thousands of years in the future.

Lingpo suddenly laughed, her smile was a bit weird, "That girl has a very extraordinary destiny, and her true identity cannot be revealed. The only fault is that you provoked her for no reason."

"Also, Your Majesty, there is murder in your eyes. You have too many evil obstacles in your life, so your body is destined to become the container of another man's soul. And your love is a tragedy from the beginning, and the ending will be

Tragedy, no, I said it wrong, I should say, even your country will be a tragedy, your whole person will be a tragedy!"

After hearing this, Murong Wuhen suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back. His eyes stared straight into the distance as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

When everyone heard this and saw the scene, it was quite surprising. This spiritual woman not only cursed the emperor, but also cursed the country. It was a treasonous act and she thought she had a long life.

The manager finally couldn't bear it anymore and directed everyone, "Hurry up, hurry up, drag this crazy woman out and kill her, kill her!"

The guards stepped forward, but they did not expect that in just one second, the old woman who was standing here disappeared out of thin air. A puff of green smoke disappeared, and only a strange smell reminded everyone that she had been there...

And Murong Wuhen fell straight backwards as if possessed by an evil spirit...

Suddenly everyone was shocked and there was chaos in the palace.

Everyone was beating their hearts out, because one year later it would be their emperor’s 23rd birthday. Will Lingpo’s words really come true?

Everyone hurriedly took care of the fainted Murong Wuhen, and several people ran to call the queen, the imperial doctor...
Chapter completed!