Since then, he began to deliberately avoid the news about her, it was a one-sided relationship, but he didn't know each other but didn't know why he was tied to her, he obviously wanted to slowly forget her, but he fell deeper and deeper and couldn't stop, he didn't expect his heart to be so painful, and in the end, even he himself didn't seem to be able to control his own heart, and even when he thought of her, he would feel a pain in his heart inexplicably. He would even use alcohol to kill his sorrows, and he would suffer like this.

However, one day, he learned that she had been sent to kiss again. He was stunned and wondered, what about the Chenwang Mu Xuelun?!Wasn't he rumored to be the god of war by the nations?!Aren't they lovers?!Why did they ...... There are a lot of mysteries in his heart that can't be resolved.

It seems to have a great impact on some things! Protect! He wants to stand up and protect her! This thought makes him feel excited, he has an idea that he has never had before, he wants to be strong, there is only one way! Fight for a position that does not belong to him, and he once did not care about. He wants the imperial power and the throne.

One qiē just because of her. With this as a support, he used all his strength, and in the amazed eyes of everyone, he collected his henchmen, those who went along prospered, and those who rebelled died. For a while, a bloody storm was set off in the Thousand Winds Dynasty......

In the East Palace, he fought with the prince with red eyes, his sword fell, took his head, blood splashed, burst into his eyes, he was blind, a drop of bright red slipped from the corner of his eye, he couldn't tell whether it was blood or tears, he knew that everything had changed under the sword, loyalty, filial piety, respect, righteousness...... These words do not belong to him, killing his brother and usurping the throne, violence, cruelty, he is destined to be remembered for 10,000 years.

His biological father was under house arrest and was not afraid of being spurned by the world. In less than two months, he sat on the throne by the way, and on the day of his first day of going to court, in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty, he deliberately asked people to find the prophet, and the events of that day were as if they were just yesterday.

And he sat down in the court, looked at the prophet, got up slowly, and walked up the next step until he reached in front of him, and stretched out his broad palm and held it in front of the prophet's eyes.

"Show me the pattern of fate. He smiled and spoke softly.

"The mandate of heaven cannot be violated, your fate is short, you must not be the emperor's appearance, you go against the sky, kill your brother and usurp the throne, you will definitely be punished by heaven!!" the prophet's words were impassioned, and his face was angry.

Time came to an abrupt end for a while, and the court was silent for a moment, thinking of the emperor's cold style now, and the ministers looked frightened, and they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for the prophet, thinking that this person's life must be in danger! Sure enough, when the emperor suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and at this time, even breathing seemed to have become a luxury.

I thought that the dagger in the emperor's hand would stab the prophet's heart fiercely, but I didn't want the emperor to hook his lips, stabbed the dagger deeply into his palm, and slowly slashed down with the fate pattern. Everywhere the dagger passed, there was a burst of crimson red.

"......Majesty xià!

"Your Majesty! is the Ninety-Five......!

"Your Majesty!!! Dragon Body ......"

……

Everyone was unexpected, and they panicked all of a sudden. Someone started coming in.

"Shut up!!!" he shouted loudly, and everyone stood upright, and the disturbing voices fell silent.

"Why! Look, my destiny is long enough?" he said, palming his palm at the Prophet, still smiling.

"......" looked at the fate pattern extending in the palm of his hand because of a dazzling bright red, which was originally a prophet with a calm face, and his face changed for a while, and he sweated like rain.