The cool cold air came up through the thin felt. Such coldness made Sun Xinfeng's mind very clear.

He maintained the prone position for a while, but the muscles in his body were as alert as leopards. Until he could not hear the footsteps of the two people, he carefully twisted his body and leaned against the wall little by little.

Like a worm-like reaction force of the wall, he sat upright, his hands fumbled little by little behind his back. Finally, his twisted fingers touched the cuffs and pulled out a thin piece of iron from there.

Sun Xinfeng was familiar with the patrol time of the Dragon and Tiger Guard at night. He counted the time silently and after some calculations, the two guards would pass here again after a stick of incense. He needed to escape as soon as possible in this short time.

At the same time, the fingers on the back clamped the sharp iron piece and cut the thick hemp rope bit by bit.

In just a blink of an eye, the thin piece of iron cut off the hemp ropes that tied their arms together.

"A piece of grass leaves was thinking about turning me into an idiot?" While quickly breaking free from the constraints on my wrist, Sun Xinfeng thought in his heart. "Fortunately, they didn't know my background. I took so many drugs that made me lose my mind in the imperial city guard back then. This type of herb has long lost its effect on me."

His hands were free, and he was almost ready to untie other tied hemp ropes. In just a moment, two hemp ropes lay quietly in the corner of the wall. He gently pushed open the door and jumped out in a flash.

With the terrain inside the camp, he hid like a bat in the dark night, and rushed out quickly towards the vast grassland outside the royal court.

It was not until his figure completely melted into the dark night that Yue Qiyun brought Ulan to appear at the gate of the royal court.

"Ahha!" She squinted her eyes and looked at the faint back, and she smiled softly. "The speed is still very fast. It seems that the training received by the Imperial City Guard is quite practical."

"Tell the Grassland Wolf King that following this person until outside Hangu Pass, it is best to let the Liang soldiers guarding the pass see him and then bite the person to death." Yue Qiyun pointed to the direction where Sun Xinfeng disappeared and ordered Ulan.

"Don't worry, I can't escape him!" Wulan nodded, her moist nose moving, chasing the smell in the air.

"Also, tell the group of grassland wolves not to bite his face, and make sure that the Liang State defenders recognize him." Yue Qiyun reminded him again.

"I understand!" Wulan nodded, her white figure cut through the night like an arrow, and quietly followed Sun Xinfeng.

Half a month later, a secret letter from the border was sent directly to the palace in Daliang.

"Waste! They are all a group of waste!" After reading the content of the secret letter, the emperor lying on the dragon collapsed, he couldn't help but be furious, and tore the letter apart, and threw it viciously on the eunuch standing beside the bed collapse.

Inside the imperial palace of Bianjing, the capital of Liang State, there are towering palaces, and the Taiji Hall located in it is the bedroom of the current emperor, Ningzong Song Shijun.

The entire palace was filled with bright yellow colors that symbolize supreme power. In the bright yellow curtain, the emperor of Liang State was full of sickness, leaning on the dragon couch with a gray face, looking haggard and haggard.

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body!" The eunuch in a dark purple round neck robe hurriedly knelt on the ground, picking up paper scraps all over the floor one by one.

Next to the dragon couch is a half-human-high nine dragon playing with pearl purple gold incense. The green smoke floating out of the dragon's mouth on the top of the furnace becomes messy and scattered because of the floating of the human heart.

The unique fragrance of ambergris fills this magnificent palace, but it can't suppress the strong smell of medicine.

"Your Imperial City Guard has been deployed for more than ten years, and in the end, only two chess pieces were inserted. Now, one fell to his horse and died a few days ago, and the other was bitten to death by a wolf pack on the ground of Liang Jin's eyelid! Cough cough cough..." Song Shijun's pale face showed abnormal flushing, and he coughed violently. A feminine face looked hideous and terrifying because of his deep anger.

"I am guilty of my servant, please calm down your anger!" The eunuch with a white face and no beard bowed down and his voice was as ugly as metal rubbing. If there was a field mouse from the Yanbei grassland at this time, he would definitely be very familiar with this voice.

That was the voice of a masked man who had appeared at Su Muju's home.

"Yue's army, it's true that water can't be poured in!" The hands placed on the bright yellow brocade quilt were clenched tightly into fists. They were pale, thin hands, with blue veins bulging on the back of the hand, dazzling and ferocious.

"Your Majesty, we still have a secret chess that is useless, why don't we..." He Hongfu looked up carefully and looked at the emperor who was still breathing heavily with his eyes full of white eyes.

"I haven't had much time anymore, so how could I have the time to waste on a little boy?" Song Shijun leaned dejectedly on the pillow, and the bright yellow on the dragon collapsed made his face look even more gray and dim.

"My greatest wish is to completely remove the nail of Duke Zhen from Liang State in my lifetime! With the Yue family here, my country may not be able to fall into the hands of the Yue Party members one day!" Song Shijun said at the end, and a broken voice sounded in his throat, and he could hear a little hoarse.

"Your Majesty's dragon body is just a little ill, you will definitely live your life!" He Hongfu knelt on the ground, walked to the front of the dragon's collapse, and said carefully.

"Long live the Qianqiu?" Song Shijun's pale mouth trembled, and a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Back then, he killed his brother first and then his father, and set foot on the throne of the emperor in the sea of ​​blood. From that day on, the Yue family of Duke Zhenguo was the greatest fear hidden in his heart.

It was very lucky that when he launched the palace revolution, Yue Yi was guarding the border and knew very well about what happened in the capital. After he got the news, Song Shijun was already the only prince who was qualified to be.

After Song Shijun ascended the throne, he was resentful about what happened back then, and was afraid from the bottom of his heart if he had a little disturbance.

Two years ago, when the Imperial City Guards learned that the royal grandson might survive in the world, he became even more anxious, fearing that the incident at that time would be exposed and Yue Yi would take him, the one who killed his father and brother, off the throne.

It is precisely because of this that he thought about how to eradicate the disaster of Duke Zhenguo.

However, the Centennial Duke also held the gold medal of exemption from death awarded by Emperor Taizu, and his military achievements were outstanding. There was no justification for him to be right, so he really had no choice but to deal with Yue Yi.
Chapter completed!