In the room, Jun Wuxian gargled her mouth seven or eight times, but she couldn't wash away the smell of blood in her throat, she sat at the table, looking at the little black cat on the table who was constantly struggling, and worry appeared in her cold eyes for the first time.

She raised her hand and, as usual, stroked the black cat's fur.

"Get through."

The black cat didn't know how long it struggled, but it remembered that the huge golden lion was torn apart by it little by little, and in the darkness it was scarred and exhausted, and fell into nothingness, it seemed to hear a voice, and it was extremely familiar.

"Meow."

Jun Wuxian woke up from his sleep, and the first time he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar little black cat, rubbing against her face.

"How do you sleep here?" The black cat blinked its eyes and looked at Jun Wuxie, and as soon as it woke up, it saw Jun Wuxian lying on the table and falling asleep.

Jun Wuxian sat up, not in a hurry to respond to the black cat's question, she looked it up and down, and found that the black cat had an extra golden fur on its chest, and that golden hair was like a chain embedded in the black fur.

The black cat tilted its head and pulled at its fur along Jun Wuxian's line of sight, only then did it see the golden trace.

"Uh, why does this look so much like that big guy?" The black cat muttered.

"How do you feel now?" There is no evil way.

"Refreshed! The stupid lion somehow ran into my dream, and I ate it again, haha. The little black cat tilted its head proudly, as if the golden imprint on its chest was a hero's badge.

Jun Wuxian reached out and rubbed its little head, and the heart hanging in the air was put down.

The black cat didn't feel that there were other changes in him, so he didn't think much about it.

Two days later, the crown prince Mo Qianyuan ascended the throne, the whole country celebrated, the new emperor ascended the throne, amnesty to the world, and all the crimes in prison were released.

On the first day of his ascension to the throne, Mo Qianyuan reformed the system of the court, drove a group of corrupt and bribe-taking moths from his position, and promoted another son of a poor family.

The new emperor appointed officials who did not pay attention to birth or family background, but only based on their own ability, so that their voices among the people were higher.

And at this moment of national celebration, the figure of a wolf bèi was dragged by the two Ruilin soldiers to stand in the corner of the court, watching Mo Qianyuan sitting on the throne in a dragon robe and pointing out the country.

"Is this scene still beautiful?" Jun Wuxian walked out of the shadows and looked at the old man with a dead face.

The first emperor's face was pale, his eyes were full of despair, the throne he had always carefully protected, but now he was sat on by his disgusted son, and he himself, forced by the Ruilin army, watched the entire process of ascending the throne.

Jun Wuxie's silver needle pierced his eyes, but instead of blinding him, he kept his eyes open all the time, even if he didn't want to look, the silver needles in his eyes made him unable to close his eyes.

Jun Wuxian wants him to watch his most important position as emperor being taken away by his shameless son!

From a king above 10,000 people to a prisoner, the blow made the first emperor grow a head of white hair in just a few days, and the whole person looked as if he was dozens of years old.

"Jun is innocent, become a king and lose a villain, I will be defeated in your hands, admit it! But don't be too complacent, since Mo Qianyuan can sit still and kill his father and seize the throne, when he ascends the throne, how can he let your Lin Wangfu sit big! The First Emperor stared at Jun Wuxian viciously, and he knew very well how capable Mo Qianyuan was.