Emperor Xia collapsed, and within two days, it spread all over the world, making everyone speechless in shock. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, Emperor Xia is really dead.

And, behind this astonishing news, there is an equally terrible truth.

Emperor Xia died in assassination, and the person who assassinated him was the West Palace of Great Xia, Concubine Wan.

Wan Yunshang has been in the palace for nine years, and he is only starting now, which really surprises everyone.

Very few people know that Daxia's Xigong Niangniang is a lover's love without a trace, and those who know about this matter will never say it.

The war between the two dynasties has gone through too many twists and turns, ups and downs, and today, there is no emperor at all, which has to be said to be a kind of irony.

Emperor Xia is dead, I can't say who is the happiest, but there will definitely be happy people.

Xiao Mingyue is one of them.

Ning Chen needed to recuperate, so he stayed in Prince Yan's mansion for the time being, and Xiao Mingyue naturally stayed, although the little girl was nominally a prisoner, a hostage, and a meat ticket, but in fact, it was not much different from the ancestor.

The entry and exit are protected by the housekeeper, there is no need to worry about safety, and Ning Chen does not restrict her freedom, how to toss and how she wants.

Emperor Xia is dead, the old eunuch Pei is hidden, and no one in this imperial city will trouble him and Xiao Mingyue for the time being.

Now everyone is paying attention to which prince can inherit the throne, and the ministers in the court are also quickly standing in line, I am afraid that they will be tossed for a while, who still has time to pay attention to them.

The eldest grandson is estimated to have a headache, and she needs to work on the affairs of Emperor Xia's future affairs and the establishment of the prince, but he can't help with these things, and he is happy to be idle.

As for the identity of the West Palace, he vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't be sure, but he was sure that Wan Yunshang must have something to do with the Beimeng Royal Court.

A few months ago, when he unexpectedly received a letter from the Marquis of Beiwu about the rebellion, Xigong sent people to hunt him down.

However, now it is no longer meaningful to entangle Wan Yunsheng's identity, it is a fact that Emperor Xia is dead, and at this juncture, no one can admit it.

There are too many mystery cases in history, and this one is not bad.

Prince Yan has rarely been in the mansion for the past two days, and it is estimated that he was taken away by the eldest grandson, and the level of the eldest grandson pulling coolies is the first in the world, if he really can't help him, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape.

It can be said that the two days after Emperor Xia's death were the two most idle days after he came to this world, without having to work, fight, or take care of children.

"Bad guy, I'm back"

At this moment, Xiao Mingyue happily ran back with a cloth hat, and the housekeeper behind him looked helpless, holding a lot of things in his arms.

"Huh"

Ning Chen's heart was very refreshing, it was really refreshing to see others suffering.

"Uncle Rong, thank you for your hard work"

Although he gloated in his heart, Ning Chen still showed a shy and grateful smile on his face.

"It's okay, you can take care of your injuries," Uncle Rong smiled bitterly and replied.

"Uncle Rong, what's going on outside, is it still so messy?" Ning Chen asked curiously.

"It's much better, the Taiping Hou and the Bloody Marquis dragged their injured bodies out to sit down, which finally made some restless people who guarded themselves a little jealous, and temporarily restrained their edge," Uncle Rong replied.

Ning Chen nodded clearly, in Great Xia, the deterrent power of Wuhou is incomparable to that of other courtiers, with two Wuhou sitting at the same time, there will be no chaos in the imperial city.

Now the source of the biggest problem is still the ownership of the throne, Great Xia cannot be without a king for a long time, and the decision of the eldest grandson and the third prince will be crucial.

It's just that this decision is not so easy to make, and after each prince there are courtiers who support him, and even the three princes themselves are not unified internally.

Tai Zhi Gong is the teacher of the Great Prince, and Jing Wu Gong is the martial arts guide of the Third Prince, and Xi Yu Gong admires the Ten Princes more, all in all, the situation is a mess, and it will not be sorted out for a while.

It stands to reason that the eldest prince is the eldest son, although he is not the eldest grandson, but he was also born to the former imperial concubine, raised under the name of the eldest grandson, and inherited the name of the great unification.

In addition, the other two princes are also outstanding, and the support behind them is also not to be underestimated.

I have to say that as soon as Emperor Xia died, Great Xia was indeed going to be in chaos for a while, and I don't know what unexpected actions Fan Lingyue's woman would have.

It's a terrible thing for a woman to be too smart.

Ning Chen had a little headache, he didn't want to think about it anymore, he finally cleaned up his mood, and was just about to reach out to grab Xiao Mingyue's snacks, when a voice sounded that he didn't want to hear.

"Spread the queen's decree and announce the order of the marquis to enter the palace" A little eunuch walked into the prince's mansion and directly read out the will of the eldest grandson.

Ning Chen's heart was suddenly unhappy, and he still didn't hide, but what made him even more unhappy was that he didn't dare to resist.

"Mingyue, are you going" Ning Chen turned his head, glanced at the little girl next to him who was pulling a table of snacks, and asked.

"Go," Mingyue replied as she dropped the snack in her hand.

"Let's go"

Ning Chen took Xiao Mingyue's hand, said goodbye to Uncle Rong, and then followed the little eunuch towards the palace.

The palace is now very heavily guarded, and the figure of the forbidden army can be seen everywhere, and everyone has a faint murderous aura, presumably a lot of people have been disposed of these days.

The eldest grandson was waiting for him in the Heavenly Oracle Palace, and now that he was not a eunuch, Weiyang Palace would definitely not be able to enter, and it was very troublesome to see the eldest grandson.

Great Xia stipulates that the harem cannot interfere in politics, and on weekdays, even the eldest grandson cannot summon foreign ministers privately, but special treatment is given in special periods, and now that Great Xia is in danger, the eldest grandson will not come out to help stabilize the situation, and the court may not be in chaos.

In the Heavenly Oracle Palace, the eldest grandson sat there quietly, Lime was not by his side, and it seemed that something had left him.

Ning Chen led Xiao Mingyue and knelt down respectfully to salute, making Xiao Mingyue on the side stunned for a moment.

Bad guys still salute people? It's the first time she's seen her.

"Okay, I've never seen you follow the rules so much," the eldest grandson said irritably.

Ning Chen got up, a little uneasy in his heart, the eldest grandson seemed to be in a very bad mood, he was going to thunder this time.

"This palace is very busy, so to make a long story short, the Northern Mongolian military division needs you to talk, what kind of negotiation, you weigh it yourself, and if you come to see it and other threats, this palace is too lazy to say it, but before the palace cleans up this mess, I don't want to see that the army of Northern Mongolia has hit under my nose."

There were no outsiders present, the eldest grandson's tone was very unpolite, he only made requests, she didn't care what to do, and she didn't have so much energy to take care of it, these things in the palace were enough for her to be busy.

"Am I alone?" Ning Chen asked puzzled.

"What are you going to do, are you looking for death!" the eldest grandson was angry and wanted to kick people.

Ning Chen's scolded neck shrank, and he immediately lowered his head again.

The eldest grandson forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said in an unkind tone, "The Bloody Cloth Marquis will go with you, and in addition, the palace will send you five thousand forbidden troops to accompany you, plus the existing seventy thousand soldiers in Beitui City, no matter how you toss, you must also drag the palace to Great Xia to relieve this breath."

Ning Chen nodded violently, and didn't dare to say another nonsense.

"Go back today and prepare, and set off early tomorrow morning, okay, you can go" After speaking, the eldest grandson waved his hand and directly picked up people.

Hearing this, Ning Chen didn't say a word, finished the salute, turned around and hurried away, Xiao Mingyue on the side was also a little stunned by the momentum of the eldest grandson, looking stupid.

After leaving the Heavenly Oracle Palace, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's so fierce," Xiao Mingyue said with palpitations.

"Get used to it," Ning Chen said in a cold sweat.

"You say, will Sister Lingyue retire?" Mingyue asked, looking up.

Ever since she saw so many soldiers killed in battle on the Beizhang Plain, she felt more and more that it was wrong to fight.

Ning Chen didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "If you are still in the Beimeng Palace and order Fan Lingyue to withdraw from the army, do you think she will retreat?"

Mingyue thought about it, and finally shook her head in frustration, "No"

Although Sister Lingyue loves her very much, it is impossible to compromise on this kind of matter.

She is not in power yet, and her rights are still very limited, as long as Sister Lingyue insists on not retreating, she has no choice.

"Fan Lingyue doesn't look like a bad queen?" Ning Chen didn't want Xiao Mingyue's mood to be too heavy, so he joked.

"A little bit" Mingyue stretched out her little finger and gestured quietly.

"Heh, there is progress" Ning Chen chuckled, finally telling her the story in vain.

Does he count this as education starting from a baby?

Fan Lingyue has grown bad, and he has to quickly water a kind little flower.

The day passed quickly, and on the second day, the army was drawn up, and the five thousand forbidden troops marched northward.

The Bloody Marquis rode a horse at the front of the team, dressed in a red battle suit, this is the hardest working martial marquis in Great Xia, who has guarded the western frontier for many years and fought against the entire Eternal Night God Cult.

The Bloody Marquis was defeated in a battle with Wu Jun and was seriously injured and dying, but there are a few people in the world who can survive in the hands of Wu Jun, and the Bloody Marquis is just a half-step congenital, but he can do things that are difficult to even be congenital.

Ning Chen and the Bloody Marquis met for the first time, and after meeting, they respectfully performed a junior salute, this Wuhou who guarded the Great Xia Frontier and did not hesitate to hit the stone with an egg is really respectable.

The Bloody Marquis was not good at talking, but nodded slightly.

The mighty army is rushing day and night, rarely resting, and among the forbidden army, all of them are strong people with martial arts foundations, and this kind of strength is still acceptable.

It's just that this makes Xiao Mingyue suffer.

The bumps on the horse's back made the little girl a little overwhelmed.

Ning Chen looked distressed, so he got off the horse, picked up Xiao Mingyue on his back, and followed the army on foot.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the Bloody Marquis, but he didn't say anything.

Seven days later, the army, which had been on the road day and night, finally arrived at the city of Beitui.

On the opposite side, the large battalion of Beimeng has been stationed for half a month, and the soldiers and horses are in order, and there is a possibility of attacking at any time.

On this night, Ning Chen wrote a letter and sent someone to the Beimeng camp thirty miles away.

The content is very simple, only eleven words: The bright moon is in my hands, come out and talk.