On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1125 I know what you're worried about

Lin Zhen gently rested his chin on the top of her head, smelling the familiar orchid fragrance, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

He was well aware of her unease.

He also read Kong Zhiqian's diary.

The madman's deep-seated hatred for the world, and his madness in wanting to drag everything into the abyss of destruction, which he revealed between the lines, still sends chills down his spine whenever he thinks about it.

"Nihilism Party"...

This group is far more difficult to deal with than the iron cavalry of the northern deserts or the powerful families of Jiangnan.

Because they have no desires.

They seek neither wealth nor power, only destruction.

Conventional methods are completely useless against such a madman.

"I know what you're worried about." Lin Zhen tightened his arms around her, his voice steady and strong. "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Whatever tricks they try, we'll face them."

He paused, then changed the subject, his tone becoming slightly relaxed.

"Moreover, we're not entirely unprepared. Didn't Kong Zhiqian's diary mention several core members of the 'Nihilistic Party'? I've already had Ghost Shadow send people to secretly investigate their whereabouts. As long as we follow this trail, we're bound to find out."

Murong Yan nodded gently in his arms.

She understands the truth.

But the feeling of the enemy being in the dark while she was in the light still made her very uncomfortable.

“Husband,” she suddenly raised her head, looking at Lin Zhen, a resolute glint in her phoenix eyes, “we can’t continue to be so passive.”

"Oh?" Lin Zhen looked at the renewed fighting spirit in her eyes and asked with interest, "Then what does His Majesty think should be done?"

"Lure them out of their hole!" Murong Yan's voice was resolute. "Since they prefer to hide in the shadows, then we'll force them to come out into the open!"

"How to force it?"

“Let’s go back to Chang’an!” Murong Yan stood up and paced back and forth in the room. At this moment, her thoughts became incredibly clear.

As she moved, the dark gold phoenix-patterned dress also moved.

The five-zhang-long, messy trail left powerful, decisive arcs on the rough wooden floor.

With a sudden turn, her skirt billowed up!

The inner lining, densely woven with gold thread, was clearly revealed!

In the dim candlelight, the golden light was no longer the anxiety and worry of before, but burst forth with a brilliant light full of powerful confidence, as if it were a sign of strategic planning and mastery!

The colossal phoenix seemed to come alive in an instant. Its eyes flashed with a sharp light that seemed to see through all conspiracies and schemes, filled with contempt for those who were hiding their true intentions, and a powerful sense of oppression that was about to unleash a net to wipe out all enemies!

The hem of her skirt fell, concealing the awe-inspiring golden light and the unwavering belief in victory.

She walked up to Lin Zhen and said, word by word, "We will not only return to Chang'an, but we will return in a grand and spectacular manner! We will announce to the whole world that the rebellion in Jiangnan has been quelled, and the chief culprits Kong Zhiqian and Li Xian have been executed! The Emperor and the Prince will soon return to the capital and hold the grandest victory celebration in Chang'an!"

Lin Zhen looked at her without saying a word, but his eyes were full of approval.

He knew that his beloved woman was once again thinking the same thing as him.

Murong Yan continued, "What do Kong Zhiqian's disciples and followers hate the most? They hate us the most! They hate the order and stability of this country that we represent! The more glorious we are, the more they hate us! The grander our celebration is, the more they will pounce on us like sharks smelling blood!"

"Didn't they want to give us a big gift at our wedding?" A cold smile, exactly like Lin Zhen's, curled at the corner of her lips. "Then we'll return this 'big gift' to them, intact!"

"I will lay a net in Chang'an, in their lair! I will make them think they have seized the best opportunity, and then, at their most triumphant moment, they will crash headlong into this net and die!"

"I want them to know what true despair is!"

After hearing this, Lin Zhen couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her deeply on her smooth forehead.

"As expected of my Yan'er! We were thinking the same thing!"

Looking into her phoenix eyes, which shone with an astonishing brilliance due to excitement, he felt an endless surge of love and pride.

“However,” his voice carried a hint of worry, “Yan’er, have you thought this through? Doing this is very dangerous. You will become the primary target of all enemies. You will become the most conspicuous bait.”

"What am I afraid of?" Murong Yan raised her chin, her face radiating the unparalleled pride and confidence of an emperor. "I am the Empress of the Great Qian! This country is mine! These people are mine! Those rats hiding in the gutter who want to cause trouble in my country and harm my people will have to ask me first if I agree!"

She looked at Lin Zhen with an incredibly gentle yet unwavering gaze.

"Besides, I'm not alone. I still have you."

"As long as you are by my side, what do I have to fear, even if it's a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, or a den of dragons or tigers?"

Lin Zhen's heart was struck hard by those words.

He could no longer control himself, lowered his head, and kissed her deeply.

The kiss was passionate and lingering.

It's as if it wants to melt all the love and trust in the world into it.

……

Three days later.

The news that the Empress of the Great Qian Dynasty and the Regent were about to return to the capital spread like wildfire throughout the land.

Along with this came a series of news, including the suppression of the Jiangnan rebellion, the execution of the traitors Kong Zhiqian and Li Xian, and the reduction or exemption of taxes for the three prefectures of Jiangnan for three years.

The entire Great Qian Dynasty was in an uproar!

The people were overjoyed and spread the news far and wide, praising their empress and regent to the skies.

Those remnants of the "nihilism" party lurking in various places were struck dumb upon hearing this news!

Mr. Kong... is he dead?

Was he reduced to ashes by that woman?

A tremendous, betrayed rage, and an even deeper, madness of collapsing faith, instantly swept over their hearts!

"This is outrageous! Murong Yan! Lin Zhen! You've gone too far!"

"Though the master is dead, his will lives on!"

"We must avenge our master! We must make those two scoundrels pay with their blood!"

"Chang'an! Yes! To Chang'an! Aren't they going to hold a victory celebration? Then let's turn their celebration into their funeral!"

One by one, madmen hidden in the darkness, secretly gathered in Chang'an from all directions, like wild beasts attracted by the smell of blood, under the secret coordination and instigation of Kong Zhiqian's fake-dead pawn "Faceless".

Unbeknownst to them, a trap, a net of heaven and earth, lay laid out for them long before they were about to be set.

A final storm, sweeping across the entire capital, is about to begin.