When the old eunuch picked up Zhao Yin, he had already broken his limbs, and if he wanted to recover, it would take a month at the shortest, but the situation was pressing, and they could not afford to wait for a month, when that day came, Zhao Yan would climb even if he climbed, anyway, in the eyes of the Mu people, Zhao Yin was just a puppet.

In the generation of the Liuyun Empire, the royal family did not have a decent strong person born, the older generation died almost the same, and there were a few half-disabled left, the basic qualifications of the middle-aged generation were not good, the cultivation was very slow, and there was no strong person in the heavenly rank, which caused the royal family to be bullied, and they only sought to protect themselves and stay away from the regime, in exchange for a trace of survival.

While Empress Mu Li was discussing important matters, several other imperial concubines gathered together.

There are a total of six imperial concubines, all of whom are from big families, and their family background is slightly inferior to that of the Mu family.

However, the six clans are united, and the overall strength is more than the first line of the Mu clan, and there are five generals who control the military power from the six clans, and they are fully prepared to confront the Mu clan head-on.

There are more ministers to take refuge in the six clans, but after all, there is only one emperor, and the six clans have never been able to have one mind, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

The remaining ministers who did not stand in line were ready to retire.

Being in a high position, their natural gaze is far beyond ordinary people, they are powerless to do anything about the future of the Liuyun Empire, and if they are involved in this storm, they may affect their families.

The seven clans are too large to be shaken by a single civil official, and they can't change the future of the Liuyun Empire, so they can only let it be.

……

On the third day after the incident, the Liuyun Emperor finally died.

A sad horn sounded throughout the Liuyun Palace, and the whole country was plunged into a haze, and a bloody storm was approaching.

All forces have mobilized their forces to prepare for a cruel baptism.

Night. Hanging goose feathers of snow.

Figures loomed in the snowy scene, and the confrontation had begun.

The courtyard of the Nine Emperor Princes.

Zhao Yin did not go to the vigil, but accompanied Fu Yang to eat hot pot together.

Slices of thinly sliced beef tumble in the boiling broth, and when they are fully cooked, they are lifted up and dipped in the sauce and passed into the mouth.

All the guards were eating and drinking in the side room. The whole palace belongs to this place, eating and drinking.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go to the Sacrifice Hall and take a look." Zhao Yin wondered.

"Why do you want to go, wait until they fight about the same, and the one who wins in the end, you just go and kill it." Fu Yang ate by himself, taking a sip of wine from time to time.

"If you're afraid, you'll be afraid, and there will be a lot of masters when the time comes." Zhao Yin shook his head helplessly.

"Master, how tall. Where can you get high? Fu Yang said disdainfully.

took out a pack of cigarettes, lit them leisurely, and comfortably spit out white smoke from his mouth, Zhao Yin stared at it like a curious baby.

"Do you want one?" Fu Yang asked.

Zhao Yin nodded, took a similar point, and inhaled suddenly, the smoke inhaled into his throat, and he immediately choked.

"A little less at first. Slow down and spit it out softly. Fu Yang taught.

This scene couldn't help but remind Fu Yang. When I was in junior high school, I hid in the toilet and learned to smoke, choking on snot and tears.

After a few mouthfuls of adaptation, Zhao Yin also experienced the fun.

"How does it feel?" Fu Yang asked.

"A little dizzy." Zhao Yin said.

"That's right." Fu Yang said with a smile.

……

In the middle of the night, a team of killers was dispatched, and the territory of the Seven Clans turned into a battlefield. This is only the first round of encounters.

That big family couldn't hold on in this round, so naturally it was not qualified to compete for the throne.

In addition, if hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China were assassinated, the support of the ministers was also very important, if it was only won by strength. If the civil and military officials are not satisfied, and raise the banner to stand on their own, then the gains outweigh the losses.

In the sacrificial hall, the body of the Liuyun Emperor was placed in a coffin.

The surrounding queen and the six imperial concubines wore linen and filial piety. A group of concubines were all dressed in the same attire, crying and crying.

Of course, they are not grieving for the Liuyun Emperor, they are crying for their upcoming fate, basically, they are buried with the Liuyun Emperor, many of whom are young and beautiful women.

According to the rules of the Liuyun Empire, the concubines who have been fortunate by the emperor must be buried together, and many of them have been fortunate once or twice in their lives, but they have to end their lives in such a bleak way, what a sad thing.

The princes and princesses gathered, there were more than 90 of them, some dressed plainly, and some hairpins and feathers on the crowns could be seen that life was very superior.

Their fate was not much better, the princess might be able to stay and be used as a tool for political marriage, and the fate of the prince was not so good, the youngest was only a newborn baby, some of them were bound to die, and some were exiled to barren areas as princes.

The princes and princesses, from time to time, looked at their biological mothers in the group of concubines, and sighed helplessly in their hearts, after all, this is a feudal society with iron-blooded rules, and their strength obviously can't resist.

Suddenly, a white light appeared.

It was a prince who was holding a one-foot-long dagger and stabbed another prince in the back.

Yes......

A scream rang out, and the prince and princess were in a mess.

Many, pampered princes and princesses, naturally can't see such a bloody scene.

"Li'er!" An imperial concubine lunged at the injured prince.

This is the prince of one of the imperial concubines, who is eligible to run for the throne, but now he has encountered an accident.

A group of guards came and captured the prince.

"The queen save me." The murderous prince begged.

Thinking that this matter was premeditated, this prince had no power to support him at all, and if he committed murder on the spot, he would naturally die.

"Mu Li, you instructed it." The imperial concubine was cloaked and screamed as fiercely as a ghost.

"Yes, Emperor Limo, your son is gone, you are very angry, come and bring the seventeenth prince down." Empress Mu Li smiled proudly.

"I'm going to kill you slut." Like a crazy woman, Emperor Limo pulled out the dagger and rushed straight over.

Now, Empress Mu Li directly tore off her camouflage mask, didn't care about infame at all, and was looking at Emperor Limo who rushed towards her with a sneer.

With a blow of whip legs, Emperor Limo was knocked out, obviously the strength of the two was not on the same level.

The other five imperial concubines blocked Queen Mu Li together.

For a time, the Sacrificial Spirit Hall became a battlefield, seven women were in a group, the concubines fled wantonly, and the princess and princess fled, only the five princes stood in place and shot at Queen Mu Li together.

They are naturally the princes who have the strength to compete for the throne, as for the eldest prince, he was beaten by Zhao Yin and his limbs were broken, and he can't stand up and walk around now.

On the periphery of the Sacrifice Hall, a group of people are standing in the snow, with a tall posture, holding a sharp sword and wearing a hat, like a group of arrogant swordsmen, revealing a cold sword intent with their whole body.

"Liuyunwei!" (To be continued.) )