MTL - I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs-v100 Chapter 501 The Night of Power Change (Part 1)

  Chapter 501 The night of power change (Part 1)

  Ying Zhezhe received the fireworks.

  She brought her own dead soldiers and guards, ready to join them. Success or failure depends on one stroke tonight. After years of planning, she will not allow it to fall short.

   But she failed to get out of her palace, and Baicaoshi led someone to block the door.

  The two sides hold cold light weapons, shining brightly in the night.

  Ying Zhezhe stared at Baicao Poetry, in the center of his impression was only Baicao, a person with love and beauty. She participated in the battle for the throne.

   Also, if Ying Zhexu wins, she will be the queen of the world.

  In this world, how many people do not love power and status?

   "Get out of the way, or we will have to fight each other." Ying Zhezhe raised his sword and greeted her.

"Princess," Baicaoshi took a step forward. Her eyes, which had been clouded by rain and mist, became a little more solemn. She has dealt with Ying Zhezhe a lot. She has seen her at the knees of Empress Dowager Cheng Huan, and she has seen her in blue and white porcelain. Elegant appearance, but today's sword rustling appearance is the first time. Baicaoshi thought, this is the real face of the princess.

   "Whoever ascends to the throne will honor you as the eldest princess. You don't have to do anything. But if you stand in the wrong camp, you will be greeted with... Doom."

  Ying Zhezhe glanced at the night sky, the fireworks had long since disappeared, but they were scorching and burning in her heart.

  She gave the dead soldier beside her a look.

  The dead man tied the flower with his sword and slashed into the air.

   This is an indiscriminate attack.

  According to expectations, the people of Baicaoshi will take at least three to ten steps back collectively.

  Baicaoshi has a sword in his hand.

  When the dead man was holding flowers, she also made a sword formula, and picked it against the direction the sword fell.

  Swords meet in the void, neutralize, and finally turn into a breeze.

  The person behind Baicaoshi didn't make a move or move, but looked at his wife with eager eyes.

   Ying Zhezhe was shocked. The Baicaoshi she guessed may have the skill of a three-legged cat, but it is by no means a match for her slayers. Unexpectedly, Baicaoshi will follow.

Baicaoshi blew her finger and shook it, "I'm just an ordinary member of this team, and there are more than five, seven, eight or ninety of them who are better than me. Princess, if you want to try, you can It's up to you. But the result depends on whether you can bear it."

  **

  After the death of the great master Yi Zhaoxian, Ying Zhexu has another goal, the lunatic who has been hostile to Baicaoshi countless times.

   It's just that when the two camps met on a narrow road, in Ying Zhefeng's team, surrounded by stars were concubine Si and little prince Ying Zheren.

   "You go first, don't worry about our mother and son." Concubine Si's voice was restrained and forbearing.

  Yes, when Ying Zhefeng approached, Concubine Si was preparing to take the little prince back to the palace.

  To Ying Zhefeng's surprise, there were four or five guards around Concubine Si. They bowed their heads silently, but the aura around them was hidden. Ying Zhefeng only had four words in his mind, "unfathomable".

  He didn't know where these people came from. He expected that the father might not be as ruthless as the legend said. At least he left a helper and a way out for Concubine Si.

   "Let's go, I'll **** you back to the palace. The fifth child has become the crown prince, and he will never let Ren'er go."

   There was a person beside Concubine Si, with a white hand holding the sword, with slightly bent knuckles, which was a precursor to attack. Concubine Si patted his hand, signaling to be safe and not to be impatient.

   "Thanks to King Feng for his concern, but King Feng's appearance here is inappropriate. Please leave King Feng and take care of yourself."

  Ying Zhefeng naturally disagrees.

  He still has his own influence, and possesses extraordinary force; and Concubine Si is a weak woman with a child, how can she survive in this chaos? "Don't worry, I will protect your mother and child well even if I fight to the death."

  The hand that drew the sword moved again, revealing a gleaming white blade.

   Concubine Si's head is extremely big, she must not have met the foreign enemy before she has already had internal strife. Her hand seemed to be inadvertent, but actually pushed the hilt of the sword, and the sword returned to the scabbard.

   "I am different from Feng Wangdao, please leave Feng Wang first."

  Ying Zhefeng refused, and only said that at least concubine Si would be sent to the palace first, and Concubine Si reluctantly agreed.

  Outside the hall, meeting Ying Zhexu's people, Concubine Si let out such a sigh.

   "Five, Ying Zhexu, are you going to kill everyone today?" Ying Zhefeng held his sword across his chest, protecting Concubine Si behind him.

  Ying Zhexu sighed faintly.

"Old Ninth, your staunch supporter—Yi Zhaoxian is dead, you are not my opponent. Come to the middle, I will give you a chance to fight brightly, and let you die without regret." Ying Zhexu said loudly Dao, he is a natural ruler, with the most noble appearance in the world, and his image is supreme, "As for you, Concubine Si, take the little prince back to your palace. I promise Shishi, as long as you do your duty , you and the little prince will be safe. He can be an idle prince, or he can travel around. It all depends on your choice."

  Are you willing? Concubine Si couldn't tell.

  Two years ago, the palace was first built, and he followed the royal team to this fantastic palace.

  That night, Emperor Yanwu came to her bedroom on a rare occasion and had the honor of her.

  That day, she felt the gentleness that Emperor Yanwu had never had before, and even his ramblings called her name.

Emperor Yanwu said, "Concubine Si, don't blame me, I'm paving the way for Ren'er. Now the courtiers are condemning Concubine Ning, the more I dote on her, the safer you will be. I'm using this method to protect your mother and child." .You have to understand my difficulties."

  At that moment, as a woman, Concubine Si reached her peak. Today, the emperor has planned so far for her, what more can the husband ask for?

   Once upon a time, dreaming back at midnight, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, the glorious world, the empress dowager who is the mother of the world, didn't Concubine Si ever think about it?

   She thought about it many times.

   And today's dream bubble, is it about to end?

   "King Xu, is what you said true?" Concubine Si asked.

  She didn't call him His Majesty, nor did she call him Minister of the Ministry of War, but she chose the most appropriate one. "King Xu" was a tacit consent to Ying Zhexu's bloodline.

   This is a smart woman, a hundred times smarter than Ying Zhefeng.

Ying Zhexu said solemnly: "You don't need to believe me, but you should believe in Shishi. She didn't bring the little prince into this world to watch him die one day. Return to your palace, in the next seven days .”

   Seven days later, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and everything is settled.

  Concubine Si often breathed a sigh of relief, she dragged Ying Zheren back.

   "It's been like this since ancient times. Do you believe that a person who ascends to the throne will tolerate his most competitive younger brother by his side?" Ying Zhefeng asked.

  Concubine Si looked back with tears in her eyes.

   "If you don't believe me, do you believe you? My ninth brother?" Ying Zhexu asked, "What's your position? If you don't want to kill more people, shut up."

   "Mother concubine?" Ying Zheren raised his head and blinked his big grape-like eyes. The child's feeling was intuitive, and he felt the killing intent. "Will they kill my master?"

  Ying Zhefeng has another identity—Ying Zheren's martial arts master.

   At this moment, the mutation occurred.

  Ying Zhefeng flicked his long sword and stabbed at Ying Zhexu. At the same time, the swordsman who was originally beside Concubine Si had drawn out his long sword, aiming at Ying Zhexu.

Although they also don't believe that Ying Zhexuzhen can let the little prince go, they can be sure that Ying Zhexu will not let everyone who appeared in the field, those who try to support Ying Zhe for whatever purpose Ren is the new emperor.

   They have only one battle.

  **

  Multi-line battles are triggered in the Palace.

  At the moment there is only one person, no one cares. He was Ying Zheming who had just been proposed from the Zongsi Mansion.

  Years of confinement had destroyed his spirit, and he squirmed and hid under a chair, hoping that no one would find him.

  His wish was not fulfilled. In the empty hall, there was an extra person at some point, who squatted down and grinned at him: "Master Ming, please come here without any harm. I was entrusted by someone to take you to meet an old friend."

   Ying Zheming trembled, but there was no way to hide. His wrist has been grabbed by someone.

   "Who are you? Don't kill me don't kill me!"

  The visitor shook his head, what's the use of keeping such a person? But he was ordered to take Ying Zheming away.

  Unable to argue, he forcibly pulled Ying Zheming out of the hall, and jumped to the roof. His behavior quickly attracted the attention of Habayashi Wei, but this person didn't like to fight, he just ran away, and soon threw all Habayashi Wei away.

  Outside the palace, Ying Zheming, who was just in shock, saw the person who picked him up.

  Under the moonlight, the man was wearing black clothes and a pearl hairpin on his head. It was not gorgeous, but it was of excellent color. That figure once drove him crazy. His mouth opened, not daring to recognize each other.

  The man in Xuanyi looked back and smiled brightly, "Ming Wang, I haven't seen you for many years."

  She, isn't it Prince Ming's fiancée—Shen Liqing? And the person who rescued Ying Zheming was Pei Yizhi.

  (end of this chapter)