Ping Zhao Lu

Chapter 153 This is ridiculous!

A cold wind suddenly blew, and icy raindrops began to fall from the sky, hitting the windows and eaves.

Inside the room, Chu Yunyi frowned in his sleep, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, soaking his hair.

His breathing became increasingly rapid, as if an invisible hand were gripping his throat. His lips moved slightly, as if he were mumbling something, but the unclear words made it difficult to make out what he was saying.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, with a heart-pounding scream, Chu Yunyi suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had escaped from a terrible nightmare.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle.

"Your Highness, I'm having another nightmare..." A slightly stiff voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the room.

Mu Song had quietly come outside the screen without anyone noticing.

Chu Yunyi's heart suddenly tightened and his body subconsciously sat up straight. He quickly turned his head and looked sharply in the direction of Mu Song.

At this moment, there was still a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Do you think that people will really turn into evil spirits and haunt us after they die?" Chu Yunyi's voice trembled slightly. It was obvious that the nightmare just now had brought him a great shock.

Mu Song was slightly stunned when he heard this.

After a moment's silence, he slowly spoke, "I have never believed in ghosts and gods. As the saying goes, what you think about during the day you dream about at night. Your Highness is often troubled by nightmares. Perhaps it is because of your deep obsession and deep inner knot."

Chu Yunyi slowly lowered his eyes.

Ever since those things happened, he has been plagued by nightmares and unable to sleep.

Perhaps it was because he had killed too many people and committed so many sins that a terrible demon grew in his heart.

After all, his hands were stained with the blood of his loved ones.

His eldest brother, sixth brother, seventh brother...even his biological mother, all died because of him.

Especially his seventh brother who was only three years old, that innocent face would always appear in his nightmares.

Every time he saw his seventh brother struggling out of the blazing sea of ​​fire, crying and shouting for his life, he would break out in a cold sweat and feel heartbroken.

"Your Highness..." Mu Song, who was standing by, noticed that his master's expression was a little strange, and couldn't help but call out softly.

Chu Yunyi suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head as if waking up from a dream.

He took a deep breath, trying to free himself from the painful memory, then calmed himself down and asked, "Is there any movement in Zhaojing and Lianzhou?"

Mu Song didn't dare to neglect the matter and quickly replied, "Your Highness, the Emperor is seriously ill, and the Empress is serving at his side. After learning of the Emperor's condition, the Empress Dowager continued to fast and chant Buddhist scriptures at Ningfo Temple, praying for the Emperor's well-being. Furthermore, Wei Xian injured the Duke of Jin's son and is now imprisoned. The Wei family has repeatedly pleaded with the Duke of Jin to reconcile privately, but he has refused, refusing to let Wei Xian go no matter what... The entire Zhao capital is in chaos right now."

After listening to Mu Song's report, Chu Yunyi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. "Humph, even if Feng Que was arrested and the poisoning plan failed, so what? Look at Zhaojing now, isn't it still in chaos!"

Mu Song's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "However, Lianzhou ultimately made a mistake. The Crown Prince's troops have already entered the city and are staying at the Governor's Mansion. Disaster relief efforts have been handled in an orderly manner. Even when they incited refugees to cause trouble, the Crown Prince was able to quickly and appropriately resolve the conflict. Not only that, he also led the local people to reclaim wasteland and grow vegetables and fruits... Even the people we stationed in Liu Lian were forced to follow suit and cultivate the fields."

After hearing these words, Chu Yunyi remained silent, but a look of annoyance gradually appeared on his face. Then he closed his eyes tightly, as if trying to calm his inner anxiety.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashing in them, and asked in a deep voice: "What about Rong Yu'an? How is he? Has he successfully sneaked into the Huai Palace?"

Mu Song nodded respectfully and said, "We have successfully entered the Huai Palace. Now all we need to do is find the right moment to stir up trouble in Huai Wang's ear."

After receiving a positive response, Chu Yunyi's originally tense face finally relaxed a little, the corners of his mouth raised, and he whispered to himself: "This is very good, it is worth it for me to save his life in the first place."

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"My Lord, look! Two full days and two nights have already passed! And we haven't found anything. Are we really going to continue searching aimlessly like this?"

County Lieutenant Hu's face was covered in dust, and his hair was disheveled, as if he had just rolled in the mud. He sat listlessly beside the campfire in the cave, looking exhausted and listless.

Zhuang Yan had a blank expression on his face. "Yeah, it's been two days and two nights, and you haven't even thought of sending them a signal. It seems you're really disappointed in them."

This remark struck home, and County Lieutenant Hu's expression instantly turned grim. He twisted his body slightly, slowly moving closer to the stone wall behind him. He stared out of the cave in confusion, his mouth tightly shut, and remained silent.

Zhuang Yan glanced at him coldly and sneered, "You work so hard for someone else, and in the end, they want to take your life. I'm afraid there's no better deal in the world!"

County Magistrate Hu was startled, his lips pressed tightly into a straight line. He raised his eyes and stared at Zhuang Yan. After a while, he responded, "Sir, if you were in my position, you would surely understand my suffering."

Zhuang Yan sneered and retorted with disdain, "What kind of suffering requires a human life? Stop using far-fetched excuses to cover up your cowardice and incompetence! I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense right now. If you still want to live, put away your cunning tricks and follow me closely!"

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Pei Nanchao was completely speechless!

He never imagined that he came all the way here just for farming!

This is really ridiculous!

What on earth is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinking?

There were clearly so many talented and capable ministers and counselors at the imperial court who could be dispatched and assisted, but he had set his sights solely on his own grandfather, and he even insisted that his grandfather take him along as well...

Pei Nanchao kept wondering in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more strange it seemed to him.

Could it be that the prince really likes him?

Could it be that he really wanted me to be his study partner?

Thinking of this, Pei Nanchao couldn't help but look suspiciously at the little prince who was concentrating on turning the soil next to him.

Coincidentally, just when he looked over, Chu Heyuan seemed to have telepathy and raised his head to look at him at the same time, with an innocent and harmless smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, Pei Nanchao's heart couldn't help but skip a beat: "..."

It seems that my guess is not groundless. This prince is indeed very purposeful.

Compared with Pei Nanchao's doubts and dissatisfaction, Governor Yuan and Sima Zhu on the side really wanted to curse in public.

They had been busy for the entire morning and were so tired that they were out of breath and their old backs could hardly straighten up.

While wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Governor Yuan secretly complained in his heart, and even couldn't help but start to suspect whether the little prince was deliberately tormenting them.

After all, how could a prince personally lead people to work in the fields?

Originally they could sleep until they woke up naturally every day.

Now I have to come out every day to farm with the people!

What a sin this is!

How did the little prince discover such a Feng Shui treasure land?

How come this land wasn’t flooded during the flood?