frightfiction Chapter 360 Dali Palace Coup
Chapter 360 Dali Palace Coup
Sing a song.
The soft music changed and the majestic war drums began to beat.
On the high platform, Helan Yue and several others, with their bare chests, held the drumsticks tightly and struck the drum in unison, producing a dull but gripping drum sound.
On the dragon throne in front, Peng Pei, with a satisfied look on his face, was drinking with his newly married Consort Xu in his arms. Hearing the sound of war drums, his heart skipped a beat.
Why are we beating the drums on this happy day?
Below the stage, the eunuch delivering the imperial edict was also startled. He scratched his hands and screamed as he rushed towards Captain Qian:
"Oh my! Are you going to die?! Boss Qian, what did I tell you? Why did you ignore my words? I'm going to die! Not only is your life in danger this time, I'm afraid my family will also suffer and lose their heads."
Captain Qian smiled and took a step away.
The eunuch's whisk missed the target and he was about to start cursing when he felt his arm becoming more and more itchy. Just now he could just scratch it to relieve the pain, but now it was excruciatingly painful.
When he lifted his sleeve, a foul odor hit him in the face. His arm was blurred, with blood and pus mixed together, and there were white nematodes twisting and drilling in and out of the flesh!
"what!"
The father-in-law screamed, and then Captain Qian smiled at him:
"Eunuch, instead of worrying about our lives, you should worry about your own first."
"You, you...are planning a rebellion!"
As soon as the father-in-law finished speaking, Captain Qian hit him on the neck with a backhand and he fell to the ground.
At the front desk, the sound of war drums became more and more urgent.
Peng Pei, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was visibly angry. He pushed Xu Jing away from his arms and stood up with a glass of wine in his hand.
Just when he was about to lose his temper, countless petals fell from the sky and an extremely handsome young man came singing.
A handsome and elegant young man, unparalleled in this troubled world.
The young man had delicate features and a slender and agile figure, like a proud crane descending to the earth.
The drums stopped abruptly.
The melodious and vast sound of the Qiang flute rang out, and the young man in a black battle robe walked to the huge war drum in the middle, pulled out the drumstick from behind and hit the drum with a bang.
Peng Pei had long been lost in the beauty of the young man.
He walked down the stairs step by step, holding a wine glass, and danced to the boy's drumming, twisting his fat body.
He has fought on the battlefield all his life, on the edge of a knife, and he loves only beautiful women, regardless of gender!
The young man in front of him had a cold and noble temperament that completely captured his heart. He didn't even hear Xu Jing calling out to him from behind.
Pei Huan's captivating eyes were fixed on Peng Pei. Seeing that Peng Pei had mixed in with Helan Yue and the others, he began to dance the war dance with abandon.
The drum beats became more intense and tighter, and the sound of the Qiang flute behind him suddenly took a sharp turn, and the whole audience reached an unprecedented climax.
Pei Huan drew out two swords from his waist with a bang.
The emotional Peng Pei was obviously stunned for a moment, but then he saw the young man turn over, jump onto the war drum, and dance with a sword. At the same time, fireworks were set off over the palace.
For a moment, the flowers are in full bloom, so gorgeous!
"it is good!"
Peng Pei laughed heartily, looked at the young man's figure tightly surrounded by dense sword flowers, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Almost at the same time, a flash of sword light appeared on the drum. Pei Huan seized the opportunity and with a puff, the two swords crossed and passed through Peng Pei's throat!
Before he could swallow the wine, it gushed out of his throat mixed with blood!
There was even a smile on Pompey's face, but the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.
"Peng Pei is unjust and plotting to usurp the throne! Today, this princess will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven, slay the traitor, and restore the Duan clan of Dali!"
Mingmin threw away the Qiang flute in his hand, turned over and jumped onto the war drum, stood beside Pei Huan and cheered!
"what!"
Countless screams were heard all around.
Xu Jing was still happily drinking with Prince Kang on the dragon throne. When she realized what had happened on the field, the wine glass in her hand slammed to the ground.
The imperial guards still wanted to resist, but Helan Yue and the others drew their weapons from nowhere and rushed forward to fight.
"Damn it! I've been holed up in the mountains fighting guerrilla warfare for the past six months. I can't roll up my sleeves and work. It's really suffocating me to death! Today, those who have grudges will get revenge, and those who have grievances will complain! No one can get in my way!"
Qin Chuan even stayed close to Pei Huan.
He was not as reckless as Helan Yue, and was only concerned about the top priority the general had given him: protecting the young master.
However, it was clear that the young master was far more formidable than the general had imagined! He didn't need their protection at all, and was even more skilled at killing than these battle-hardened men!
Cut one by one, it is smoother than cutting melon.
At the palace gate, there was a faint sound of fighting.
It was because they saw the signal that the guerrilla forces hiding in the city in advance and the volunteers in the city had already made an appointment.
Together they stormed the Dali Palace.
Mingmin, dressed in bright red clothes, stood on a tall war drum, like a bright flag.
"The traitor Pompey is dead! Rebels, surrender immediately! Those who lay down their swords will not be killed!"
Mingmin shouted as the rebel army that had already entered the palace surged towards him like a tide.
"The traitor Peng Pei is dead!"
"Rebels, surrender immediately!"
The morale of the rebel army was greatly boosted, and they spread Princess Mingmin's words one by one.
The rebels who were still resisting stubbornly, when they heard that Pompey was dead, suddenly turned pale and dropped their weapons, choosing to protect themselves.
"Catch the Demon Concubine!"
Seeing that the situation was under control, Mingmin pointed at Xu Jing who was lying on the dragon throne opposite.
Before Xu Jing could react to this sudden change, the rebels rushed over and twisted her hands.
"Haha! Hahaha! Hahahahahahahaha..."
Xu Jing laughed out loud.
She doesn't understand!
Why is that?
Obviously she really became a royal concubine!
Clearly everything was developing in the direction of her dream!
Just one day! She hadn't even warmed up to the throne of the Imperial Concubine yet! In just one day, everything had vanished like a fleeting dream!
"Why!"
A shrill voice pierced the hall, and Xu Jing, with a ferocious look on her face, loudly questioned Mingmin who was walking towards her step by step.
Mingmin walked up to Xu Jing with a stern face and grabbed her face.
"Abetting the tyrant! A demonic concubine who brings disaster to the nation and the people! Damn it!"
After saying that, he raised his knife and was about to end her life.
In a split second, Xu Jing's clever brain reacted quickly. She fell to her knees, hugging Mingmin and exclaiming:
"Princess, please spare me! I'm innocent! I'm from a deserted village on the border of Daqi. I have a mother-in-law and a husband at home. It's him!"
In panic, she pointed at the captured King Kang and shouted in panic,
"It was him! He saw my beauty, killed my mother-in-law and husband, and abducted me here. He offered me to the traitor in exchange for benefits! Princess, I was forced! Wuwu, Princess, save me! Save me! Please get me out, I really am a good person!"