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Text 181: A plan within a plan (Part 1)

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    King Zhao was talking with people when news came.

    King Zhao went to see the person who brought the news, "Your Majesty, a message came from the palace, saying that the exact news has been obtained. The seriously injured woman in the palace is not the noble princess, but a substitute."

    "Really a stand-in? One stand-in died, and the other stand-in is lying in Yongning Palace. Then the remaining missing one is Wen Wan. Wen Wan is not dead, but missing, missing among the people?" Zhao  Wang flashed a sinister look.  I have put in so much effort and lost so many people.  The result was that the girl was missing.  He had to find him wherever he could go, even if he searched all over the capital.  This time, he must die gracefully. Only when this monster is removed can he truly breathe a sigh of relief.

    Thinking of this, King Zhao walked over and said: "Take this banknote back. Tell Liu Tuona that I hope he can be worthy of the reputation of the world's number one killer. Don't let me down again."

    After King Zhao finished handling the matters at hand, he saw the visitor in the courtyard and still did not return to the palace: "What else is there?"

    The visitor said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is very ill. Please come to the palace for a visit. The palace door has been opened. Your Majesty can enter the palace."

    King Zhao knew that his mother-in-law wanted to know why he killed Wen Wan without fear of any chance.  This matter should be said or not.  He still can't make up his mind.  Because it's too incredible.  He changed his clothes and entered the palace.

    King Zhao wrote a letter of love. After reading it, the emperor quickly approved and allowed him to enter the palace.  However, when King Zhao entered the palace, the first person he went to see was not the virtuous concubine, but the emperor.

    When the emperor heard that King Zhao was coming, he waited outside the palace, frowned, and asked him to come in.  King Zheng's eyes flashed with a fierce look.  If Wenwan has three advantages and two disadvantages.  He would never let Lao Wu leave the capital.  Even if he was really allowed to return to the fiefdom, he would not make it easy for him.

    The emperor calmed down Prince Zheng's expression.  King Zheng noticed it and lowered his head, but did not hide his expression.

    Until now, no matter how much you try to cover it up, it¡¯s just a show.  His posture is already correct enough and he doesn't need to show off anymore.

    "Long live my father, long live the emperor." King Zhao specially wore a python robe embroidered with dragon patterns and a purple gold crown inlaid with jade.  He has a tall and straight posture, a majestic look, sharp eyes, calm and steady posture, and noble movements in his movements.  Showing the domineering and nobility of the royal family.

    King Zheng, who was also in the Yanghe Hall, was wearing a brocade robe made of azurite, ink, and rattan patterns. His face was stern, and his eyebrows were as sharp as if they had been scraped by a knife.  His eyes were bloodshot, his face looked very tired (he hadn't slept for three days and three nights), and his whole body exuded a bone-chilling aura.

    The two of them stood together and were on different levels.

    The emperor looked at the increasingly cold gaze in King Zheng's eyes and sighed secretly in his heart.  He is old and just wants to live a peaceful life for two days.  With a calm expression on his face, he said: "Go down, your mother-in-law has not been in good health these past few days. Please spend more time with her!"

    King Zhao said respectfully, "Yes, father."

    The emperor turned around and said, "Lao Ba, today is already the fourth day. Is there still no news at all? Where can Wen Wan go?"

    King Zheng said worriedly, "What I fear most is that once someone knows that Wan'er is fine, Wan'er's situation will be even more dangerous." After all, he did not specify the surname and said it was King Zhao.  But now, this matter is except him.  Who else could it be.

    King Zheng really didn¡¯t understand why the emperor would let King Zhao return to the palace.  This doesn't give him a chance to do anything.  If he is under house arrest in the palace, King Zhao cannot move, which is not good.  Now that she is out of the house, Wen Wan is even more dangerous.  King Zheng was very angry, but he could not say anything.  Even if his heart is bleeding, he can't say anything now.

    King Zhao entered Xianfu Palace. After Wenwan was poisoned in Xianfu Palace, Concubine Xian was placed under house arrest here.  It's almost like a cold palace.  Once inside, it was deserted.  Walking to the main hall, the leaves of the trees in the yard rustled and fell when the wind blew.  Many of them even landed on King Zhao's head.

    King Zhao felt a bit astringent in his heart.  He strode into the inner room.  Before I even entered, I smelled a strong medicinal smell.  King Zhao's face condensed and he quickly walked in.

    Concubine Xian was lying on the bed, with her eyes closed and a white towel on her forehead.  Next to it was a bowl of steaming black concoction.

    King Zhao saw Concubine Xian¡¯s pale face and hair full of silver hair. She had not seen her for just a few days and she was much older.  With a sore nose, she walked to the bed and whispered: "Mother concubine."

    Concubine Xian opened her eyes, squinted twice, and finally saw clearly that it was her son, "Hongbin, you're here!" After saying that, she took off the towel on her forehead, put a big pillow on her waist, and leaned against the bed.  Holding King Zhao¡¯s hand.

    King Zhao held Concubine Xian's hand with his backhand and said, "Concubine, the medicine is warm. Drink the medicine first, and then talk." He took the white porcelain kiln bowl, stirred the medicine with a medicine spoon, and fed Concubine Xian one bite at a time.

    Concubine Xian smiled and drank sip after sip, as if she couldn¡¯t stop drinking.It is bitter Chinese medicine, but sweet honey.

    Aunt Guo is blocking the way outside.  Concubine Xian asked softly: "Why did so many killers be sent to kill Wen Wan this time? Tell me, why?"

    King Zhao was silent.

    Looking at King Zhao's appearance, Concubine Xian knew that there was something else going on: "Say it, I'll listen. What is it that makes it so difficult for you to speak up?"

    King Zhao looked at his mother becoming more and more disappointed and sad.  Then he leaned low to his mother's ear and said, "Mother, my son had a dream. In his dream, his son was made a prince by his father. In his dream, his father poisoned King Zheng. In his dream,  Without Wenwan, no one can prove that Wenwan is a monster."

    Concubine Xian was stunned, just one dream made her son go to war.

    King Zhao lowered his voice and said, "Mother, I asked the eminent monk of Huangjue Temple to have my fortune told. Master Juekong calculated Wenwan's horoscope. Master Juekong said that according to Wenwan's horoscope, as early as seven years ago,  It's time to die. If Wen Wan's life changes, her life will change Lao Ba's life, and it will also change my life. If Wen Wan doesn't die, my son will be killed by her sooner or later."

    Concubine Xian¡¯s eyes were so wide that she almost jumped out of her head.  He grabbed King Zhao's hand hard and said, "Is everything you said true? How could this happen?"

    King Zhao was also full of bitterness. He didn¡¯t know that if he had known this, he should have killed this damn girl.

    The emperor saw the person in front of him and asked, "So?"

    "I didn't listen fully and my voice was too low," said the black shadow man. "But I heard them say, eight characters, mutual restraint, change one's fate."

    The emperor focused on the word 'change one's fate'.

    The emperor thought of what Tian Lao'er said about Wen Wan's fate, and his heart shuddered.  Could it be that the gentle horoscope and Lao Wu had some hindrance: "Check more carefully."

    The emperor has always been hesitant, not only for his own selfish reasons.  And there is a secret.  That is indeed what Si Tianjian calculated at that time, saying that Lao Wu's destiny was precious.  After so many events, the emperor also felt that something had changed secretly.  It became beyond his control.

    Wenwan was bored in the house and walked out.  On a day after the rain, the cool breeze blows against your face, and the cool feeling is very pleasant. It can also touch the poetry and painting in your heart, and it can also touch the rhythm of the seasons.  Wenwan picked a few handfuls of wild chrysanthemums.  She also pinned a bunch of small wild chrysanthemums in her hair.  When you get back, put the chrysanthemum on the table.  Lying on the straw bed, I quietly thought about whether there were any flaws in my plan.

    Wen Wan did some work on herself at noon, went out to find pen and ink and wrote three letters.  It's a shame that Wen Wan took the guard's wallet when he killed him.  No matter which dynasty you are in, it is difficult to move without money.  To be on the safe side, Wen Wan asked three people to deliver the three letters she wrote.

    Dongqing received three letters one after another. When she opened the letters, she found that the contents of the three letters were the same.  It was baffling to see it, but suddenly Dongqing had a flash of inspiration. This was a letter from the princess, and her eyes widened.

    During this period, if something happened to Wen Wan, she would be extremely worried.  But now, she actually received a personal letter from her master.  This shows that the person in the palace is no longer the master.

    This letter is all in code.  The secret language was taught to her by Wen Wan. Only Wen Wan and she knew it, and no one else could decipher it, so she didn't worry about the secret.  This was a mark Wenwan made with Dongqing to prevent her from leaking secrets when it was important and could not be known to others.  There was nothing written in the letter, just an address.

    Dongqing held back her thoughts and touched it out carefully.  After turning seven or eight turns and making sure that no one was following him, he ran towards the place mentioned in the letter.

    Holly arrived at a small forest and waited for a long time, but no sign was found.  Dongqing was worried that something had gone wrong with the princess during this period.  When I was running around anxiously, I heard a joking voice: "I only asked you to wait for half an hour, but you can't wait any longer?"

    When Dongqing heard this rough and unbearable sound, it was like the sound of heaven, and she was so excited that she walked towards the place where the sound came from.  He saw a poor man wearing green clothes, his hair tied up with a branch, pretending to be gentle.

    With tears in her eyes, Dongqing walked carefully to Wen Wan.  Seeing Wen Wan's smiling face, she cried and said: "Master, in the past few days, I have been worried that my white hair has grown more than half. If the news of the master comes later in the evening, you should have seen a  It¡¯s full of white-haired holly.¡±

    Wen Wan listened and laughed. It seemed that it was time to call this woman back to him after leaving the palace: "You are still so happy." Wen Wan randomly found a relatively clean place and sat down.  The morning rain had long been evaporated by the strong sunlight.

    Dongqing looked at Wenwan¡¯s hand being bandaged and the injury on her neck. Although Wenwan didn¡¯t say anything, DongqingHe asked anxiously: "Master, what's wrong with you? Who caused the injuries on your hands and neck? Which bastard did it? I'm going to kill him. I'll kill his whole family."

    Wen Wan looked at the murderous intent in Dongqing's eyes and shook her head.  It means don't talk about it again.  If she had to kill someone before, she had no choice but to kill someone this time.  The lives of two innocent people were indeed contaminated on his hands.  Although, her hands have long been stained with the lives of innocent people (several hundred members of the Jiang family).  But this time, he killed two unrelated people with his own hands.  Wen Wan lowered her head and laughed at herself.  After a while, his expression calmed down.  (To be continued)
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