She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

"Shen Yuanning! You are a traitor! How dare you kill the king!"

Shen Zhuo was so angry that his face turned red after hearing her words. Being held hostage by a little girl was fine, but she actually threatened him with death. It was a great shame and humiliation!
So he didn't care about the fatal golden hairpin on his neck, how could it take the emperor's life with just two moves, and he yelled at the top of his voice in the narrow palace corridor.

"Who do you think you are? You are nothing but the offspring of that short-lived Shen Cong and that bitch Chen Zhaoying. How dare you treat me like this! I will tear you into pieces!"

The dirty and ugly words echoed repeatedly within the high palace walls and took a long time to dissipate.

Ah'ao took the time to look at the people in front of her, and found that most of them were surprised.

Yes, what emperor could be as capable as Shen Zhuo, do such a ridiculous thing and say such a ridiculous thing.

"Don't be impatient, uncle." Ah's left hand tightened around his neck, strangling any chance of him speaking. "Shout louder. The noble ladies at Yongning Gate are here to get married. In front of them are princes and ministers, as well as your unborn child. Shout louder, and let everyone know that the emperor of Da Chong killed his own king and brother, and raped his widowed sister-in-law."

Ah'ao deliberately spoke with great emphasis so that Shen Zhuo could hear every word she said clearly.

"How about it? When I go to the underworld and meet my royal grandfather, His Majesty will say the same thing." Ah'e curled the corners of her mouth, thinking who is Shen Yuanning, and what does scolding her have to do with me, Cui Ahe.

Shen Zhuo was most afraid of Emperor Wu An, and A'ao knew it clearly.

Emperor Wu An was very strict in disciplining his sons. Although Shen Cong was somewhat diligent, he had learned a lot of things from great Confucian scholars about male superiority and female inferiority, and the husband being the head of the wife, so he was not considered a good candidate.

Shen Zhuo didn't like to study when he was young. The great scholars couldn't control him, so Emperor Wu'an would rush to his bedroom with a ruler after the court session, without even changing into court clothes, so that he could beat him and then watch him finish writing.

Until now, whenever Shen Zhuo mentions Emperor Wu An, all he can think of is his ferocious-looking face holding a ruler.

Just focusing on this point, coupled with the bad things he had done, was enough to drain his energy.

Otherwise, having held an adult man of a different size hostage, especially when she was not in good health, Ah'ao was not sure if she could get out of Yongning Gate safely.

Xue Ping had seen this bloody scene many times, and it was not the first time he saw the emperor being held hostage. But now he threw away his coat, tilted his hat and looked like he had thrown away his armor, just to leave himself a way out.

Even though he had secretly contacted Jin Zhaoyi, he still diligently performed the duties of Shen Zhuo's personal attendant.

The so-called old fox has many tricks.

Xue Ping's voice was trembling, and he looked like he was about to cry. "Don't be impulsive, Your Highness! Don't hurt His Majesty! Just tell me what you want! Don't hurt His Majesty, I beg you!"

"Everyone, step back and don't follow me, or I'll send him to see his ancestors right away!"

Shen Zhuo's face turned pale from being strangled, and he kept slapping Ah's hand.

"Don't move." Ah's voice was impatient, and she put some strength into her hands, "Follow me."

She was wearing a dignified and gorgeous wedding dress, but she was doing bold and absurd things, and no one dared to approach her easily.

The Jinwu Guards will not come today.

Gu Shouchun knew this would happen, so he used an excuse to hide away. Without the token in his hand, no one could go out without a command, except for the few waves of Jinwu guards stationed at the city gates on fixed shifts today.

Shen Zhuo didn't know whether it was because he had difficulty breathing and felt weak all over, or if he was just trying to stay still, but he just didn't put in any effort and let A'an drag him like a pile of mud.

It seemed like the time was almost up. If we delayed any longer, the people at the city gate would be the first to notice something was wrong. It would then be even harder to run.

Although Ah'an had escaped before, the situation was different now. This was her first time to arrange such a large-scale escape, so she was inevitably a little nervous.

The inner palace door was not locked at all because of today's wedding.

Ah'ao held Shen Zhuo hostage and quickly retreated, using her body to push the door open.

Until they retreated to the gate between the Inner Palace Gate and the Yongning Gate, Ah's heart was beating like a drum and she tightly grasped the golden hairpin in her hand.

From the corner of his eye he saw Madam Cui standing in front of the door, surrounded by other noble ladies who were at a loss as to what to do next.

They had never seen such a scene before, and they would cry for a long time if their skin was broken. Not to mention the scene in front of them, where the princess who was about to get married stabbed the emperor with a sharp hairpin, and the blood stained the collar of the dragon robe.

Some were weak in the knees, some were crying, in short, no one dared to step forward.

"A'er, hurry up!" Mrs. Cui was also anxious.

We agreed on a time, but the person hasn't shown up yet. I'm worried that something might go wrong.

Ah'ao stood in the open space in the courtyard. The sunlight blocked by the high walls was very scarce, and now it all shone on her.

The precious jewelry sparkled in the light, her red lips and fair face complemented her, and she smiled nonchalantly. In the eyes of these family members, she looked like a beautiful woman transformed from a vicious creature.

A's voice floated lightly and fell into Shen Zhuo's ears.

"Uncle, don't look at the Emperor's Hunting Picture. This copy is really bad. If we meet again next time, and if you help me with my business, I will give you another copy that is more like the original."

Shen Zhuo's whole body stiffened.

Even though he couldn't see Ah's face, he could imagine how arrogant she was.

"You...what do you mean?" This time he was so angry that his voice was trembling. He must be furious to the extreme. "What do you mean by copying? Explain it to me clearly!"

Shen Zhuo stuck out his neck like a pig trying to get out of the trough.

A'ao looked back and saw that the horse had been tied to the wooden frame and there was a bag tied to the saddle. It must be the bag that Mrs. Cui prepared for her because she was worried about her.

"You really don't understand, why did Kezhou offer the hunting map when you were about to contain Kezhou? And why did your Jinwu Guards capture me in Kezhou?"

He thought about it for a moment and suddenly understood.

It turned out that Hengqi had been deceiving him for so long! These two people were simply a nest of snakes. On the surface, they pretended to be obedient and weak, but in fact, they were plotting to do bad things to him!
The hunting map is said to be a symbol of the birth of a wise ruler. It would be fine if Hengzhi deliberately sent this map to curry favor with him, but the map is actually fake! It turned out that Shen Yuanning, that little girl, deliberately forged it to tease him!

Outrageous.

"You! You! You are committing treason, I will kill you!"

What he thought was a roar now sounded like a bluff to A'an.

All the humiliation I suffered in the past, as well as the humiliation suffered by Chen Zhaoying, can be returned all together from today onwards.

Ah's expression remained unchanged. "Yes, I did not only say that I was committing a crime of treason, but I also wanted you to die just as much."

Shen Zhuo suddenly began to breathe rapidly, his chest heaving violently, as if he was extremely angry, and his whole body began to tremble.

Ah'ao frowned and couldn't help but increase the strength of her hands, even a little unable to hold on.

After taking too many pills, Shen Zhuo's body became weaker day by day, and the slightest emotional fluctuation would cause him to suffer from severe shortness of breath and chest tightness.

What good stuff could there be in the elixir? It must be that Shen Zhuo was so obsessed with immortality that he took it in large doses like food.

His cloudy eyes were wide open, and he couldn't see Ah'ao. He just stared at the brick wall in front of him, and groaning sounds came out of his throat.

Ah'ao leaned over to take a look, and then she realized that something was wrong.

Shen Zhuo's body continued to slide down, which was different from the trick he played on the palace road just now. What if he really fainted from anger and lost his fresh threat? Wouldn't the group of ministers behind him pounce on him immediately?

What bad luck.

As if to confirm her words, before Ah'ao could immediately shake off the hostage and ride out of the palace, Shen Zhuo's neck began to tilt backwards uncontrollably.

Just when she was at a loss as to how to break the current predicament, a rumbling sound came from outside the Yongning Gate behind her.

Everyone looked at the inner city gate in front of them in amazement, and no one cared about the emperor who was still being held hostage.

The noise coming from the ground became more and more obvious, and Ah'an felt her legs getting weaker and weaker.

until the next moment.

Yongning, facing the half-open door, should have waited until Ah'ao got rid of Shen Zhuo, then galloped out on his horse, broke through the blockade of Guocheng Gate, and successfully left the capital.

But now, it was opened before A'ao.

The earth-shaking sound was actually caused by a team of war horses with iron hooves.

Dust flew everywhere due to the trampling of horses' hooves, and the tiny area around the gate was suddenly filled with smoke and dust.

In order to prevent Shen Zhuo from being stabbed by the princess, Jin Feng and a group of people stood dozens of steps away. They squinted their eyes due to the dust and could not see anything clearly.

When the dust passed, they saw the person running towards them at full speed. He was wearing a black robe and light armor. He had a pair of eyes as calm as a lake, looking down from above without any emotion, and looked resolute. It turned out to be Hengzhi, the Marquis of Zhao, who was supposed to be in Pingzhou to quell the rebellion and rebuild the city.

Entering the capital without an imperial edict is not a good thing.

Jin Feng suddenly became anxious, "What's going on?"

However, there were no subordinates present. They were all ministers and courtiers who came to congratulate him, so naturally no one would pay attention to him.

With the help of the palace defense map secretly handed over by Mrs. Cui, and Hengzhi's own general understanding of the inspection of Guocheng, he led a hundred elite cavalrymen and rushed into the palace with great momentum.

Not to mention that this was the first time since the founding of the Da Chong Dynasty, even dating back to the last time someone dared to lead troops to break into the palace, the world had been in chaos for three hundred years.

The moment Ah'ao turned around, she was stunned where she stood.

At the moment of unconsciousness, his hands loosened, and the unconscious Shen Zhuo had no support and slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Ah-yi had never felt so embarrassed before.

During the struggle to hold Shen Zhuo hostage, her hair was scattered and her clothes were wrinkled. The blood on Shen Zhuo's neck soaked through her clothes as he leaned on her. There was a bloodstain on her chest, which dried and turned into a rusty red.

Hengzhi reined in his horse five steps in front of her.

Ah'ao raised her head, breathing rapidly, and instinctively locked her eyes on the familiar face on the horse's back.

The world was spinning and my ears were buzzing.

The remaining people, led by Yun Cong, who had just arrived in the capital today, continued to ride forward, forcing the people surrounding A'an back further.

"Cui Yan, come up!"

Hengzhi pulled the reins, bent down, and extended his hand to A'ao.

His voice seemed to come through the water, distant and vague.

Ah-yi came back to her senses in an instant. The hand in front of her had a cloth strip tightly wrapped around her palm, revealing her slender knuckles.

She dropped the golden hairpin and held it tightly.

The rough calluses on the fingertips and sufficient warmth quickly spread from the fingertips to A'an's entire body.

The cold winter and spring spent here melted away in an instant.

(End of this chapter)