How to Survive As a Villain

Chapter 63: Shocking sudden change.

Some people were happy, and some people were sad.

It’s certain that Li Wuding must have been the one in the position of Great General, but at the palace of Wuning Wangye, the sky was shrouded in clouds.

The young Monarch promised to Wuning Wangye that he would pass on the position of General to his close friend, but now, out of nowhere, he changed his mind and made Wuning Wangye walk on thin ice.

In the dark of the night, at the Wangfu, Wuning Wangye and his advisor1 were discussing this incident: “Wangye, the Southern Yan Kingdom has quietly sent troops to support you. For the major event, regarding the rebelion, you should make a lightning decision2, no delays are allowed. ”

Wuning Wangye pressed his forehead with one hand and sighed: “But the Emperor doesn’t leave the Imperial Palace, day and night he’s…”

His advisor whispered: “Wangye, in a few days, the Emperor will definitely come out of the Imperial Palace.”

Wuning Wangye looked at him strangely: “Why?”

The advisor attached himself to Wunning Wangye’s ear, murmured in a low voice, and then said out loud: “It depends on what Wangye wants to do.”

“Don’t you think it would be too sudden to launch the rebelion right now?”

“Wangye, you’ve been preparing for such a long time, how can this be an abrupt decission, besides, these recent days the Emperor’s temperament had greatly changed, he’s not a cut sleeve anymore, and he gave the General’s position to Li Wuding. Isn’t all this a sign for you? Wangye, right now hesitation is prohibited.”

Wuning Wangye nodded, and in his eyes there’s an evil and desperate brightness.

On the third day after Li Wuding was appointed as Great General, the old General Sun passed away.

On the day of General Sun’s death, the Northern Kingdom had the last wave of cold in Spring and the last snowfall. Everything was buried under snow.

Even though General Sun wanted to be buried in a simple way before his death, Xiao Yu’an refused and decided that, to be buried as a general, the funeral must be held with the army.

On that day, Xiao Yu’an saw Li Wuding and Xie Chungui again. They were dressed in white mourning clothes, they were supporting the coffin and walking towards the graveyard.

General Sun didn’t had any heirs, and still, he doesn’t lack people that were willing to support him.

Some white flags were flying with the wind and copper coins3 were flying all over the sky, the sound of sobbing and crying could be heard everywhere. Xiao Yu’an stood in front of the tombstone, and suddenly felt the wind and clouds were weird, like if the world just got colder and somber.

Towards the end of the evening, when the funeral was over, Xiao Yu’an returned to the Palace inside the Imperial chariot, he was escorted by his Imperial guards in front and behind him, which made the procession seem like a long and heavy journey.

Hong Xiu, who was walking besides the Imperial chariot, saw that Xiao Yu’an was in a bad mood and with a worried voice, she asked him: “Your Majesty, are you feeling okay?”

Xiao Yu’an shook his head and said: “I’m fine, it’s just that I didn’t expect that it would snow again.”

Hong Xiu tried to calm him down: “Don’t worry, your Majesty, is already February 28th, this must be the last snowfall of Spring.”

Xiao Yu’an seemed to catch some important words and his voice suddenly changed: “February 28th?”

Hong Xiu answered him: “Yes, your Majesty, what happened?”

Xiao Yu’an held the side of the Imperial chariot, and some uneasy anxiety gradually filled his heart.

February 28th, in the original book, was the day when Yang Liuan sacrificed his life for the young Emperor.

In the original book, there was no funeral for the old General Sun, the Monarch of the Northern Kingdom simply went out to play that day. On his way back to the Imperial Palace, an assassination attempt fell on him, by the civilians that weren’t willing to deal with his tyranny anymore, and, as an Imperial bodyguards, Yang Liuan in order to protect the Emperor’s life, gave his in the end.

At present, Yang Liuan’s positions was replaced by Yan Heqing.

Xiao Yu’an raised his eyes and saw Yan Heqing, who was at the left side of the Imperial chariot. Xiao Yu’an took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness inside his heart.

No, Xiao Yu’an said to himself: He has always been humble, he doesn’t squander the national treasury, never collected heavy taxes, not to mention he never punished the common people.

Moreover, he’s not even playing around, and the Imperial Palace is not the same as what it used to be, so he shouldn’t have anything to worry about.

Xiao Yu’an comforted himself a few times, until finally, he felt a little calmed down. He raised his eyes and saw Yan Heqing staring at him somewhat anxiously.

Xiao Yu’an smiled at him, the atmosphere was inexplicably calm all around, the snow was falling and the clouds were not scattering, instead, these black clouds seemed like they were oppressing the city, and the moon gradually disappeared behind them. For a while, the windy night was very dark, and Xiao Yu’an wasn’t able to see the expression on Yan Heqing’s face clearly.

The two of them stared at each other in the darkness, and when the moonlight shined for time to time through the dense clouds, Xiao Yu’an’s eyes suddenly shrank.

Because a sharp arrow came out of nowhere! And it got nailed to the Imperial chariot, right besides his ear!