In Jinxiang Palace, a large number of people passed through the long corridor, and after turning around several palaces, they finally came to the outside of the Fushou Palace.

Fukujuden is not big. The place where the palace is located is surrounded by tall laurel trees. In the middle of summer, it is shrouded in dense shade and is very cool. And whenever it is late autumn, it is full of the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which makes people smell intoxicated.

Before his death, King Chulie of Zhao liked to stay in this palace very much when he had nothing to do, enjoying a rare tranquility alone. Now that he is gone, his coffin is temporarily rested here, guarded by those closest to him until he is buried.

It's only early summer, the weather is still cool, and the dense shade of the trees hasn't grown yet. Moreover, I don't know what the reason is, the largest laurel tree in the courtyard in front of the main hall was hit by thunderbolts in the heavy rain a few days ago, and the crown of the tree was split in half, and even the trunk was scorched. At this time, it looked bare, with a few white flags fluttering, and it looked very desolate.

The tree is like this, how can people be worthy! Legend in the palace said that this old laurel tree, which was often sat under the canopy by King Zhao to enjoy the shade, followed him. On the way, it will stand above the king's head, sheltering him from the rain and cold, and from the wind and frost!

When Uncle Wang Chu Daxing heard this, he couldn't help but scoff. People like him never believed in the so-called theory of karma. People die like lights go out! The spirit saint will disappear with it. Although King Zhao was majestic when he was alive, when he closed his eyes and lay in the coffin, he was no different from all ordinary people in the world. The reason why these stupid palace people wishfully made up some nonsense that they didn't even believe in was just because they were afraid of their unknown fate.

In fact, in Chu Daxing's eyes, not only the people in the palace have different ideas, but also these officials of all sizes in the royal court, why are they not like this? Once a son of heaven and a courtier! The Great Zhou Dynasty in Luocheng, Zhongzhou was like this, but the vassal states were also similar, and there was no difference. Everyone fears that they will suffer unexpected disasters in the coming change of power, and who doesn't want to take this opportunity to polish their eyes and earn more wealth!

As long as he thought that all this would be decided by him in the near future, Chu Daxing's heart was surging. At this time, before stepping on the steps outside the door of the Fushou Palace, he glanced at Chu Qingyun, who was walking on the left side with great ambition, and the cold smile in his eyes was like a poisonous snake spitting out the core.

"Second son, don't blame me when the time comes! The path is all chosen by yourself, and since you have joined this game without hesitation, you must be ready to be a pawn...... Hum! I'm going to let you sit on that throne for the time being, and you have to have a good time before you fall off! ”

Chu Qingyun naturally couldn't guess what he was thinking, and all his attention was now at the door of the main hall in front of him. Stepping on the steps one step at a time, with each step, I felt that the hatred in my heart deepened a little.

"Father! This is the last time I will call your father. Even if you're that powerful, you're still lying here. It's a pity that I will never be able to ask you in person why you watched my mother die under the sword in the first place! The world says you are a heroic king, but how many people know that you are a ruthless father? You left everyone else behind for the sake of favoring the woman in the harem. So many years of love have been added to her...... What is especially hateful is that you love the house and Wu, and for the sake of selfishness, you actually handed over the power to an unsuccessful gentleman before you died! Am I not your son? Good! Since you are so ruthless, then don't blame me for being unjust. I'll take what I deserve back! Just today, if you really have spiritual sense, take a good look. Watch me put on my crown, sit on a high position, and receive congratulations from your courtiers. Then, watch me kill that mean woman and her son in front of you with my own hands...... I'm going to make you walk on the Yellow Springs Road in pain! In this way, I can offset my hatred over the years. ”

Thinking of the torture in his heart and the pain he had endured over the years, Chu Qingyun's eyes had become bloodshot when he stepped on the highest step. Then, when he looked up, he saw the closed door of the temple and some figures standing in front of him.

"What are you doing here?"

Someone asked coldly, but it was a woman's voice. Chu Qingyun, who was at the forefront, and several royal nobles naturally recognized who she was. Someone replied.

"Princess Lingyun, we are all here to worship the first king, please order someone to open the palace door!"

Chu Lingyun, who was dressed in a vegetarian body and had a little red and swollen eyes from crying, had been waiting here for a long time with a group of palace maid guards. She wanted to see for herself how this big drama led by some people would begin.

"The throne of the first king is in the front hall, so you can worship there. We are here to protect us, and we don't need outsiders to worry about it. ”

Chu Lingyun has always been cold and arrogant, and he does not pretend to be anyone. On weekdays, even the queen can compete with her in the palace. In the past few days since she entered the palace with Chu Jiangmian from Xingyue Tower, she has been guarding in front of the spirit, and her face looks very haggard. At this moment, facing these royal nobles, what she said was not polite at all.

The royal court officials waiting at the foot of the steps were silent. They looked at the situation in front of the temple gate in different moods, predicting what would happen next. And the royal nobles who had already taken the lead in the front of the stairs showed anger on their faces. Although this princess of the royal family is the sister-in-law of King Zhao, in front of these royal elders, how can she endure such disrespectful remarks?

More than a dozen people looked at Chu Qingyun and Uncle Wang Chu Daxing, but they were the only ones who looked ahead. Chu Daxing, as an elder of the royal family, took a step forward and lowered his face.

"Princess Lingyun, you are a woman, Hugh has to interfere in political affairs! Today, the royal family and the ministers have very important matters to deal with here, so you should step back quickly and don't delay the big things. ”

Chu Daxing was completely in the tone of command. Chu Lingyun was not in his consideration, and his targets today were Queen Jiang Xin and Chu Jiangmian. Although this Princess Lingyun has a pungent personality, she is a royal woman without the slightest power after all, not to mention, according to rumors, she does not have a good relationship with the queen. So he took out the style of the elders and prepared to drive her away directly.

However, Chu Daxing and the others were wrong. They didn't know that before they came, Chu Lingyun, who had already learned the news, stubbornly did not listen to the persuasion of the queen and others, and did not stay in the palace to wait but directly blocked the door, was to give them all a good look!

King Zhao has a sister Lingyun, who is unparalleled in fortitude, and he doesn't lose to men! Hearing Uncle Wang's disdainful words, her eyebrows were raised, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

"Brother Wang has passed away, and the major affairs of the country have long been explained. All military and political affairs are temporarily represented by Prince Jiang Mian. As courtiers, you should just keep your duty, take your own responsibilities, and do your best to maintain the current situation. Without his personal instructions and arrangements, you don't have to worry about other things! As members of the royal family, are you doing this today to incite people's hearts and minds to openly disobey the last orders of the previous king? ”

In front of so many people, she almost pointed at the noses of Uncle Wang Chu Daxing and all the royal nobles present and reprimanded loudly, how can this be bearable? At that time, the faces of many people changed. Chu Daxing's eyes showed a fierce light, he stared at a pair of triangular eyes, and said gloomily.

"Princess Lingyun, you're too self-conscious! For the sake of your youth and ignorance, we don't care about you, so get out of the way! That Chu Jiangmian has no talent and no virtue, and he is overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility. We have already agreed to assist the second son, Qingyun, as the new king. Now is the time to establish this matter before the spirit of the first king! Someone! Go and open the door of the palace, we have to take back the Fengyun Sword and the Golden Feather Bow in Chu Jiangmian's hand! ”

The attendants who followed them were about to step forward and push open the heavy door of the temple. But when they heard a coquettish sound, the sword light flashed, and everyone retreated in surprise. As far as he could see, Chu Lingyun was standing in the middle of the clouds, his white clothes were like snow, his long sword was unsheathed, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of evil energy.

"Those who dare to come, no matter who they are, will be killed immediately!"

Although this sentence was not high, everyone heard it clearly. Chu Daxing and these people were angry and annoyed. They didn't expect that this princess of Zhao would force her head out at this time. She has a special identity, so she can't really order someone to go up and kill her, right? I didn't know what to do for a while.

"Up! Leave her alone, force the door open, and retrieve the sword and bow. ”

After a moment of silence, someone commanded in a deep voice. When many people looked up in surprise, they saw that the few sturdy men who had been following Chu Qingyun suddenly pulled out their short knives from their bodies. Seeing that he was still a few steps away from power, he didn't care who stood in his way! From now on, God blocks and kills God! Demons block and kill demons!

The henchmen who followed back to Longcheng from Liaodong County had already sworn allegiance to the second son. They are all dead soldiers! With the short knife in hand, he strode forward. In the blink of an eye, he was about to meet Princess Lingyun face to face. Chu Lingyun's eyes were cold, the horizontal sword was on her chest, and when she saw a person reaching out to push the palace door, she didn't even hesitate, and cut off one of the man's arms with one sword.

Blood splattered on the steps, but the burly man didn't say a word, he glanced at the arm that had been cut off to the ground, and his face rose with murderous aura. Then, they heard Chu Qingyun's cold order in their ears.

"Disobedient, kill!"

In an instant, five or six cold blades slammed straight into Princess Lingyun's face. The task of the dead is to serve the Lord. It's time!