She also wanted to confirm whether Mo Dongliu is safe now. Where did he go if he didn't see anyone a day and night.

Jin Xun is now taking action again, and what is waiting for them later must be a big move. She is now going to mobilize the Thunder Army immediately and be ready to fight at any time.

Most of the troops in the city have now gone to the border. The eldest prince Mo Wuchen personally led him to resist the attack and invasion of the Southern Yan Kingdom. It cannot solve the troubles in the capital at all. Judging from Jin Xun's unscrupulous appearance, it is obvious that he has already

I have figured out all the current situation of the Northern Song Dynasty.

This would not work, she was too passive.

Also, since Wen Yu poisoned her, she must be with Jin Xun.

In this way, Mo Wuyun is likely to...

When she thought of this, her eyes suddenly narrowed. She had to pull out the eyeliner belonging to Jin Xun in the capital one step ahead of time.

Five days later, the team of Xixia *** entered the imperial city again.

With the leadership of Jin Xun, thousands of Xixia troops were stationed at the city gate, and he brought hundreds of people to the palace.

The tall figure stood proudly in the middle of the Golden Palace. Under the gaze of all officials, Jin Xun's voice was as thunderous as he said: "Where is my master's body?"

The emperor was obviously a little restless. He frowned slightly. After meeting Jin Xun again, he felt that the other party's attitude had undergone a very obvious reversal.

He couldn't help but think of what Wen Yao said. He was secretly angry, but he was lucky.

"***, I also express my deep regret for the death of the national guru. Now that the murderer has been caught, I will definitely give you an explanation!"

The old emperor immediately spoke first and took the initiative to explain the whole story of the matter, saying that the old national teacher was assassinated by a bad person and deliberately provoked the relationship between the Western Xia and the Northern Song Dynasty.

Jin Xun sneered when he heard this, without any intention of giving up: "Do you think this general will believe what the emperor said?"

The emperor frowned: "What does the general think?"

"The national master has been in the princess's mansion all the time, why was he driven out halfway? And this happened to him just the first night of leaving. Maybe it was Princess Changyao who deliberately designed it!"

He spoke, pushing the death of the national teacher directly on Wen Yao, and his eyes showed a cold feeling: "Emperor, I have no intention of causing trouble for you. After all, Changyao is my heir to Xixia, even if she did something wrong

, This general won't hurt her, but unfortunately, I planned to treat her with courtesy before and let her return to Xixia on the voluntary basis, but now it seems that it's not possible."

He stepped forward and pretended to bow his hands and fists: "Please also ask the emperor to issue an order immediately, and let this general arrest Wen Yao and go to Xixia to question the crime!"

He took retreat as an advance, and did not say what he had to do to bring Wen Yao. He also said that he would escort her back to Xixia safely, but when he spoke like this, if the emperor responded, his relationship with Wen Yao would collapse and there would be no possibility of recovery.

The veins on the old emperor's forehead were beating slightly, and he suddenly noticed his purpose.

This obviously means completely breaking the peace for so many years. No matter whether he responds or does not respond, there is no room for maneuver.

Seeing this, the old emperor did not endure it. He asked directly in front of all the ministers and officials: "***, you are forcing me!"

Jin Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, and the darker face showed a smile: "What is the emperor planning to choose?"

He only had two ways for the old emperor. One was to reject his request, and he immediately led his troops to attack the Northern Song Dynasty, and the other was to hand over Wen Yao. He had a wrongdoing and had a debt, so he would not cause trouble for the Northern Song Dynasty for the time being.

However, because of Wen Yao's hostility towards the Northern Song Dynasty, there was no guarantee of alliances between the two countries, and the Western Xia could send troops to the Northern Song Dynasty at any time in the future.

Even if you choose the next day's road, it's just a delay.

The old emperor's face was extremely gloomy, and he stared at Jin Xun with a tense face.

Jin Xun straightened his waist slowly and controlled the things in front of him very accurately. He also concluded that the old emperor's personality would definitely hand over Wen Yao obediently.

"Your Majesty, the Princess is coming down!"

The old emperor withdrew from his meditation: "Hurry, let her come in!"

At the door, a eunuch brought Wen Yao, who was guarding the door, into the Golden Palace, and the eyes of all officials fell on the woman who had stirred up a storm in the capital.

She was wearing a princess court uniform, and her exquisite dress made her figure look more delicate and stylish.

"I wonder what happened to the emperor asking Yao'er to come?"

She looked calm and looked at the *** standing next to her.

"Hey? Didn't the general rush back not long ago? Lord Si may have entered the border town now!"

There was a sneer hidden in the corner of Jin Xun's mouth: "It's enough to have me alone escort the princess, not to mention that you indirectly killed the national teacher, and I want to take you back and ask for guilt!"

"General Jin Xun, don't swear by others. Which eye did you see that I killed the national master?"

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows, raised his voice, and asked back with great momentum.

Jin Xun narrowed his eyes and looked a little sharp: "If the national master had not been driven out of the princess's mansion by you, I would not have suffered such a disaster. My Xixia national master even respects it very much. You dare to treat me like this.

Master!"

He clapped his hands gently at the back, and the person under his command immediately brought a timid man. The man was a low-class servant of the Princess's Mansion. He was inconspicuous.

people.

Jin Xun pointed at him and said, "This man is a servant of the Princess's Mansion. He said he had seen it with his own eyes. Tell them, did you see the national guru being driven out of the mansion by your princess?"

Wen Yao is very familiar with the servants in his mansion. She has a good memory. Everyone in the mansion will know what she does once they have seen her.

Thinking of this, she immediately smiled: "***, this person is a servant in my mansion, but he usually cleans the front yard and can't go to the back yard at all, let alone meet the national teacher. I'm more

I'm curious, where did you know the news? Why did you keep saying that I'd drive the national tutor away? Do you know why I'd drive the national tutor away?"

"How do I know? But it is a fact that your national teacher was assassinated. No matter whether his death has a direct relationship with you or not, you cannot shirk responsibility."

Wen Yao sneered, and was so angry by his improper meaning: "If you want to accuse me, you have no choice. People die in this imperial city every day. Is it all related to me?"

Jin Xun stared at Wen Yao's eyes, and there was endless murderous intent in his eyes: "Others are not in charge of it, but the national magistrate died on your territory, and you can't resist it!"

"What if I could find the real murderer?"

Jin Xun raised his chin and ignored Wen Yao's words: "I will look for the real culprit, but you will have to follow me back now!"

He made up his mind to take Wen Yao away in person, so no matter what he said here, there would be no room for change.

As long as the death of the national teacher is a certain fact, then this problem will be unsolvable.

Jin Xun said that avenging the national teacher was just an excuse, and his real purpose was to take Wen Yao's life.

Wen Yao looked up at the old emperor, and she wanted to ask him his attitude: "Master, what do you think?"

The emperor lowered his eyes and his face was full of embarrassment.

Wen Yao continued: "Your Majesty, don't forget what you said."

Of course he didn't forget it, but the situation in front of him made him feel dilemma.

If you choose the second path, you will at least give the Northern Song Dynasty a chance to maintain health.

He moved the corners of his lips, his face frowned without any blood, "Yao'er, the general's words make some sense, not as good as you..."

Before the old emperor could finish speaking, Wen Yao stood up and interrupted him: "Your Majesty, I understand!"

Jin Xun next to him chuckled, looked at Wen Yao's rough face with a smug smile: "Princess Changyao, you have heard it all, this time, but your backer gave up you, this time

There is indeed a difference between whether you are born or not!"

Wen Yao's eyes were cold and silent. She lowered her head and made people unable to see the emotions on her face: "Have you laughed enough?"

She suddenly raised the corners of her lips and said something coldly. Then she turned her head and stared at Jin Xun: "If you smile enough, then look here quietly!"

Jin Xun felt that Wen Yao seemed to have some backhand, and the smile on his face was stiff. For a moment, he turned around and suddenly looked at the direction of the door.

At this moment, under the shocked gaze of countless people, a figure slowly walked in from outside the door.

He was wearing a white robe and an iron mask. He stood with an outstanding temperament and was standing with his hands behind his back.

Jin Xun and the national teacher have not seen each other for decades, but when they meet again, the person in front of them seems to have not changed much for so many years.

The hair is still black, and the figure is thin and slender, giving people a mysterious feeling.

"Who said that my national teacher was dead?"

The hoarse and low voice echoed throughout the Golden Palace. Jin Xun's tough face showed a different expression from the past. He stood there in a daze, as if he was stunned.

Even the emperor sitting on the dragon throne was startled: "National Master, aren't you dead?"

The man wearing an iron mask below sneered slowly: "There are just a few sluts, how can I hurt me?"

The ministers were overjoyed, and even the old emperor couldn't help but feel excited. As long as there was nothing wrong with the national tutor, everything else would be fine.

"It's good that the national teacher is fine, but Changyao, didn't you say that the national teacher is dead?"

Wen Yao grabbed the hair on his forehead with an innocent look on his face: "How can I know this? The national master said that he was not in the mansion at that time and left a substitute. Who would have thought that someone would run to assassinate? I only did it in these two days.

I can only say I am glad to know the truth!"

The emperor did not go to see Jin Xun's face, and he was also shaking: "Then, there is nothing I can do about what I said just now, don't blame me!"

Wen Yao smiled and said, "What the emperor said? How dare Yao'er blame you?"

It’s not that she didn’t blame her, but she didn’t dare.

The emperor still knew the meaning of this. He saw Wen Yao's face and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!