"Why are you only here now," a reproachful tone came from behind him, apparently from Bei Anhuang to the comer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was another fight, and the farce in the hall seemed to be finally over.

"Quick, pass on the imperial doctor first, and heal the injuries of Yuan'er." Bei Yiyuan was already physically exhausted at this time, and it was easy to look forward to the arrival of reinforcements, and he was relieved, and he was finally able to close his eyes and rest for a while.

Then Bei Yiyuan was carried down by several people, and Bei Anhuang had to sit down, looking at the dozen or so people who were tied up with a pair of dark eyes. Among them, the front ones are, of course, Lan Kuo and Bei Yiyu, behind them are a group of officials who follow Lan Kuo, and Lan Miyun is set aside by two guards, struggling and writhing.

Lan Kuo knelt in front of the hall, his previous momentum was completely gone, and he also knew that the defeat was like a mountain and the general trend had gone, so he only pursed his lips with a stiff face, and his face was like ashes.

The followers who were still in control of the victory just now were no better, with big knives on their necks, some of them were weak and softened into a puddle of mud, some were kneeling there and shivering, and some of the more timid ones were scared and peed their pants, as if they knew that they would soon be dragged to the noon gate and beheaded.

"Prime Minister, you don't seem to understand such an outcome?" Bei Anhuang straightened the somewhat messy broken hair on his forehead, and looked at the old man with silver hair condescendingly. Then, he turned his eyes again, turned around and looked at Bei Yiyu who looked unwilling next to him, and said in a sarcastic tone, "It's really my good emperor, good prince!" It is not easy to secretly gather forces to let your father and I Zen in you as soon as possible. ”

When he said the three words "not simple", Bei Anhuang stood up, his eyes were full of flames, and he swept the face of Lan Miyun, who was still struggling next to him, "Your Lan family is all ill-intentioned, you ......," he pointed at Lan Miyun. "My pillow man, the mother of this new country in Beixin, has ill intentions and vicious intentions, and has killed so many of my royal children."

"You ......", he pointed to Bei Yiyu in the palace with his finger with a huge ruby ring, "My good emperor, the crown prince of my own family, colluded with foreign ministers, created chaos for Beixin, and deliberately murdered his father. ”

"And your ......," his fingertips moved to Lan Kuo again, "the courtiers I rely on, my father-in-law, secretly steal the talismans, hold the courtiers hostage, and intend to kill the monarch and rebel. ”

"And your ......," Bei Anhuang's sharp gaze was like a knife, and the knife slashed over the kneeling group of people below, "Hello, good, do you all think that I am going to be like no place to be buried?" Hahaha. ”

He then burst into a wild laugh, and the laughter seemed so eerie to the ears of the kneeling crowd in the hall that it made them feel creepy to hear it.

"Escort these thieves to me, except for the queen, the prince, and Lan Kuo, the others will be beheaded at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. The three of them, I want to watch it myself, Ling Chi will be executed, this is the end of your disobedience to me. ”

Hearing this decision, someone in the hall fainted on the spot, Lan Kuo, Lan Miyun, and Bei Yiyu were shocked, their bodies stiffened, and they couldn't even close their mouths in shock.

"Father, don't, the son knows that he is wrong, the father, the son, the son is just a momentary ghost, father, spare the son, I am your son!" Bei Yiyu's fear came one after another when he heard the sentence "Ling Chi was executed", he staggered forward and knelt at the feet of Bei Anhuang, a pair of peach blossom eyes were also frightened at the moment, the corners of his eyes were trembling, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Get out," Bei Anhuang shook him off vigorously, looking disgusted.

"What are you doing in a daze, suppressing these people." Bei Anhuang didn't want to see the ugly faces of these people anymore, he frowned, and said to Shen Fengyi, who had always stood aside.

"Father, why are you so angry? Angry and hurtful. "Someone outside the temple came with a kicking step. The man was dressed in a dark cyan hidden dragon python robe, gold silk embroidered moire boots, with a refreshing smile like a spring breeze on his elegant and extraordinary face, his hair was tied up high, and a fine white hosta was held on the purple and gold satin headband.

Bei Anhuang narrowed his eyes, obviously it was a very strange thing to see Bei Yiyao here at this moment.

"Aren't you traveling? When did you come back? Bei Anhuang asked in a deep voice, every question was very direct, and he seemed to smell a special smell.

"At such an important moment, how could Erchen not be there?" Bei Yiyao looked straight at Bei Anhuang's inquiring gaze, and always maintained the smile and mysterious smile when he entered the hall.

"Important? yes, it's a big moment. Bei Anhuang glanced at the Lan family and replied hatefully.

At this time, Bei Yiyao had arrived in front of the hall, and his smooth cheeks reflected a moist light like white porcelain. However, his footsteps did not stop, nor did he bow to Bei'anhuang, but went straight past everyone, came behind Bei'anhuang, and walked towards Shen Fengyi, who was dressed in black.

"Father, I'm back, and I didn't delay my business." He arched his hand and saluted with a fist in countless pairs of shocked and surprised eyes, his expression respectful.

"You ......, what are you talking ......?" When Bei Anhuang heard this, he was furious in an instant, and his face full of fine lines also turned pale as paper in an instant.

Following Bei Yiyao, there were also soldiers and horses who had already blocked the water outside the hall, and they were standing more than ten meters away, as long as the royal highness inside opened his mouth, they would rush in.

"You ....., you ......, what is your relationship ......? Say it to me again? "How can Bei Anhuang not accept the things in front of him, his beloved youngest son, Bei Yiyao, who he thought least coveted his throne, is actually this person's son?

A large white light suddenly flashed in front of him, "What the hell is going on, you explain it to me." He was furious, strode in front of Shen Fengyi, grabbed the placket of his chest with both hands, and the light in his eyes revealed a thick murderous aura.

Shen Fengyi's face was still calm and solemn, and with just one sentence, he instantly threw Bei Anhuang's heart into the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Do you want to ask? Yao'er is my son. ”

"No way, I don't believe it, you must be crazy, crazy." He grabbed the placket of Shen Fengyi's clothes and swayed, his eyes widened, his pupils turned blood-red from anger, and the saliva spurting out of his mouth had the slightest taste of blood.

"What the hell is going on, what the hell are you doing behind me?" He was furious, and roared hysterically at Shen Fengyi, who had an indifferent face.

"You, aren't you one of mine? Why? Why betray me. "Bei Anhuang couldn't have imagined that this person he had always relied on was so hypocritical and cunning. He was furious, turned around and grabbed a person's long knife and beckoned towards Shen Fengyi. (To be continued.) )