In the early morning, the bedroom was empty, and the cool air was tinged with turbidity.
A graceful figure finally sat up from the bed, with a white gauze skirt draped casually around her body.
The green lotus flower cover-up all the spring sunshine.
Ye Wanwan let out a long breath and looked at Hu Ling'er, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and couldn't help but shake her head.
A sad night.
Standing up weakly, Ye Wanwan walked to the table, picked up the herbal tea placed aside, took a slow sip, and then spit it directly into the spittoon nearby. Only then did the peculiar smell in her mouth completely dissipate. .
She had already said last night that she was feeling unwell and her menstruation was coming, but Li Xuan still let her stay.
Ye Wanwan looked at the door. The door was closed tightly, but she could see through the crack that the number of Qianniu Guards outside was less than half of last night.
The King of Nanchang was gone, and Ye Wanwan finally felt relieved.
Not knowing what she suddenly thought of, Ye Wanwan's face turned red suddenly, and she quickly stretched out her hand to fan herself so that the heat on her face could quickly dissipate.
"Hey!" Ye Wanwan's eyes fell on the table. There was a piece of paper on it, and there seemed to be two little figures drawn on it.
Ye Wanwan turned around and glanced at the bed. Hu Ling'er was still sleeping soundly. With the intensity last night, she might not be able to wake up at all.
Ye Wanwan carefully walked behind the desk and looked at the two little figures on the rice paper.
One is wearing ocher clothes and gray armor, and the other is wearing gray clothes and short robes.
The faces of the villains were not very clear, but the weapons in their hands allowed Ye Wanwan to recognize them at a glance.
One is an elite soldier who has been carefully trained by the Tianyin Sect for several years, and the other is a sergeant of the Tianyin Sect hidden in the yamen soldiers of various prefectures and counties.
Although the Tianyin Sect can gather a large number of troops in a short period of time, war is never won by numbers.
Military spirit, weapons, armor, ordnance, all aspects are indispensable.
At best, the Tianyin Sect is worse than the imperial court in terms of military morale. The three thousand elites they have trained can barely compete with the imperial army. However, in terms of weapons, armor, and ordnance, they are far inferior to the imperial court.
It is precisely because of this that the soldiers hidden in yamen in various places keep a low profile.
They are waiting. Once the day of the uprising arrives, they will launch into action. Not only can they quickly respond to the army outside the city to attack the city, but they can also quickly occupy various armories, grain depots, carriages, warships, etc. needed for the war. of various supplies.
The Tianyin Sect can quickly arm itself into a real army in a short period of time.
This is very important to their Tianyin Sect's plan.
It's a pity that in Wuzhou, both of their strengths were severely hit.
Needless to say, the capital city is Dongyang. More than two hundred elites are either dead or trapped in Dongyang. This kind of thing is not something that ordinary people can accept casually.
Fang Yunxiu evacuated the elites from the city in advance. Now it seems that he is not sure whether he was right or wrong.
If he didn't do this, maybe he wouldn't have to die in Wuzhou City.
If he did...
Ye Wanwan couldn't help but shake her head. If he really did this, maybe all those elites would have been killed by the King of Nanchang last night.
Ye Wanwan had an intuition that there must be some unknown trump card hidden in the hands of the King of Nanchang, waiting for the main force of the Tianyin Sect to get involved.
Raising her head, Ye Wanwan glanced at the black sword bag hanging on the wall.
The five familiar daggers in the sword bag made Ye Wanwan feel shuddering.
With their hands cut off and their lives cut off, these two Xuantai Realm killers also died in Wuzhou. Ye Wanwan still can't figure out what happened.
Lowering her head and looking at the two little figures drawn on the rice paper, Ye Wanwan's heart became increasingly cold.
Li Xuan drew these two villains on paper, and her intention was definitely not that simple.
Lanxi, Ye Wanwan immediately thought of Lanxi.
Fang Yun
After Xiu evacuated Zhoucheng's men, most of them evacuated to Lanxi.
Especially the elites who came out of the mountains, Fang Yunxiu was even more afraid that they would die in Li Xuan's hands.
Because these people are unfamiliar faces in Wuzhou City.
In the past, they only had to deal with the Wuzhou family. Those people were not careful in this regard and could fool them with just a little cover-up. But as soon as Li Xuan arrived, Fang Yunxiu had already taken the initiative without him having to do anything. Everyone evacuated.
Otherwise, if they stay in the city and want not to be discovered, they can only spread out and lurk, and the King of Nanchang is an expert at catching such loopholes.
But in the end, the people evacuated, but Fang Yunxiu died in the city.
Now it is meaningless to investigate who is right and wrong here. The most important thing now is the soldiers of Wuzhou.
Ye Wanwan looked at the little people in the painting in front of her, and she knew in her heart that the King of Nanchang had already planned a way to target Lanxi's men.
Ye Wanwan subconsciously picked up the rice paper, and at this moment, Ye Wanwan saw the message under the rice paper.
"Wuzhou's Prosecution to Dispel Tianyin's Rebellious Religion": It causes thieves to have wild ambitions, tease the ignorant people, fall into witchcraft, do not understand the nonsense of the verses, and believe in the true existence of Tianyin...
Thief, absurd.
Ye Wanwan saw the real core of this memorandum at a glance. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but tremble with fear.
Does Tianyin Goddess exist? Is there anyone in this world who knows more clearly than she, a saint?
Such a message was issued in conjunction with the ban on land reclamation and the order to open up wasteland and confer farmland that the King of Nanchang was already implementing.
The people's hearts in Wuzhou and Muzhou will definitely be greatly shaken.
During this period, their support for the uprising in the church will surely be reduced to a minimum.
Personnel, military morale, weapons, armor, ordnance, all aspects will be greatly affected.
Even if there is a problem in one aspect, it will greatly affect the overall situation.
Trouble.
It was hard for them to resist the King of Nanchang's tricks one after another, especially now that Fang Yunxiu was dead again.
Moreover, no one knows what kind of methods Li Xuan will use next.
No, there will definitely be.
Ye Wanwan carefully placed the message and then covered it with rice paper.
It showed no signs of being touched at all.
Looking sideways at Hu Ling'er, who was still sleeping soundly, Ye Wanwan changed her clothes again, washed herself briefly, then opened the door and walked out.
She was hungry after a night, and her clothes needed to be changed.
Taking the breakfast that Li Xuan had deliberately left for her and Hu Ling'er from the kitchen, Ye Wanwan returned to her room.
Now that Mr. Bai is out in the courtyard, he is easily out of sight, and even if she wants to use him to deliver the message, Ye Wanwan doesn't know who to pass it on to.
Now Ye Wanwan should think about how she could leave here without leaving any trace.
With her strength, it would not be difficult to escape from the Nanchang Palace by force, but with her identity, she might be forced to give up.
She didn't know why, but deep down in Ye Wanwan's heart, she felt inexplicably not wanting to give up this identity.
well!
With an inexplicable sigh, Ye Wanwan took breakfast and opened the door to her room.
It's already three o'clock now...
"Saint!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind the door.
Ye Wanwan's body trembled slightly, then she put down the breakfast in her hand and turned around, her expression suddenly turned grim.
"Mr. He!" Ye Wanwan moved her hands forward, her ring and little fingers folded over each other, her middle and index fingers raised, her thumbs hooked together, and she saluted solemnly. .z.br>
"Saint!" The silver-faced old He bowed slightly, then looked at Ye Wanwan with a sword-like gaze.
From her hair to the corners of her eyes, nose, lips, chest, waist, hips, and even legs and feet, he looked at it from top to bottom.
Ye Wanwan
A shiver ran through her body, and suddenly, she had an inexplicable feeling of being seen through.
But soon, Ye Wanwan adjusted her mentality. After all, she had nothing to lose.
Mr. He finally withdrew his gaze, frowned and looked at Ye Wanwan, and said, "Why did the saint want to do this in person? Doesn't Fang Yunxiu have even one or two capable people under his command? He really deserves to die for being so bold. .”
"This is also a helpless move by Hall Master Fang. The original plan was to use the little girl to assassinate the King of Nanchang as bait to lure him into a trap. However, I never expected that he would be one step ahead and attack Fang Yunxiu directly." Ye Wan Wan spoke in a cautious tone.
Elder He is not only the head of the four elders in the sect, but also the most trusted person around the sect leader.
During the uprising, she had always been with Empress Gu, and it was rare that she fought with Empress Gu in that battle.
In addition to the leader, Mr. He is the real second person in the sect, and his status is still above that of the general manager Wen Fuzhi.
"The saint is wrong. Fang Yunxiu did not use the saint to assassinate the King of Nanchang as a bait, but used the saint as a bait and the failure of the saint's assassination as a bait..." Mr. He's eyes became fierce and he said full of resentment. "He really deserves to die. If something happens to the Saint, even if the King of Nanchang doesn't kill him, I will kill him with my own hands."
"Mr. He!" Ye Wanwan couldn't help but screamed.
Ye Wanwan didn't even recognize Mr. He with such a face.
For many years, although Ye Wanwan was a saint, her status in the church was awkward, and only ordinary believers and ordinary believers took her seriously.
None of the other powerful hall masters really looked at her, so it was good to show some respect on the surface.
"Holy girl, we have to leave here right now." Mr. He reached out and grabbed Ye Wanwan's arm.
Ye Wanwan didn't resist at all, and couldn't resist.
He Lao is the second master in the sect, second only to the leader's wife. He is only one step away from breaking through the Xuan Fei and becoming a Yin God. With Ye Wanwan's innate strength, she can't resist at all now.
"What about Zhoucheng? Mr. He, should we just ignore it?" Ye Wanwan took a step forward and couldn't help but ask a question.
Old He loosened his hands slightly, then looked at Ye Wanwan with a serious face and said, "Holy girl, what happened in Wuzhou was not within your scope of authority. Now that Wuzhou has evolved to this point, the blame lies entirely with Fang Yunxiu. He Now that he is dead, there is no room for accountability."
After a short pause, Mr. He followed up and said: "As for the follow-up in Wuzhou, most of the Wuzhou Hall's forces have been dispersed. When the time comes, there is no problem in gathering the masses and taking over the entire Wuzhou. Fang Yunxiu should have withdrawn long ago. Born in Wuzhou, his death was due to his overconfidence."
"What about the King of Nanchang? Mr. He, do you want to..." Ye Wanwan gently extended her right hand forward, and then made a weak slash into the air.
"I've tried it, but I can't do it." Ye Wanwan was shocked by what Elder He said, and then heard Elder He say calmly: "The King of Nanchang is always followed by dozens of Qianniu Guards, and he himself is extremely vigilant. He’s very strong, so it’s very difficult to kill him.”
Ye Wanwan looked at Mr. He carefully and suggested cautiously: "Then why don't you wait a moment? Even if you don't come back during the day, he will come back at night."
"Forget it, the safety of the saint is more important." Mr. He directly rejected Ye Wanwan's suggestion, and then said with a faint expression: "At this time, anything can happen to anyone and everyone can die, but not the saint. Even if Not even taking the slightest risk."
Ye Wanwan's eyes widened in surprise for a moment.
When had she herself become so important?
