Chapter 67: The End of It All
Wuguo was wearing a red palace robe, and the beads on his head were not graceful and luxurious.
She sat in the Star Picking Palace, she was alone, and at the beginning of the war, she gave the top three people in the palace some money to let them leave.
As for the red beans, that little girl didn't return home the night before, and she wanted to teach her a lesson, but now that she thinks about it, it's good.
She got up, counted the time outside, and walked to the place where she was born - Qihuang Palace.
Wan Qiyang knelt on the edge of the bed alone, dressed in white, which made her a little dizzy.
She remembered that except for that day, her father never wore a dragon robe in Qihuang Palace, but just a white robe, as if he was deliberately insisting on something.
She smiled, stepped forward, and called, "Father." ”
Wan Qiyang glanced up at her blankly, and for a moment his old age was on his face, he smiled, and he said, "It's good." ”
Wuguo looked at the corner of his lips, a trace of dark purple blood slipped down, and her eyes darkened.
She saw the person in front of her shaking and muttered in a low voice: "Xiao Sui'er, it's good that you're here." ”
Wuguo lowered her head and smiled bitterly, she felt sorry for her father and the emperor for a day or two, every time King Su entered Kyoto to contact the minister, she always knew that her father knew.
It's just that he turned a blind eye, just because his queen protected him.
Therefore, every time Gu Ting mentioned cutting the domain, he smiled, it didn't matter, he was not a good emperor anyway.
After a long time, Gu Ting didn't mention it anymore, she closed her eyes, and no one in the entire capital dared to ask King Su, only because the new emperor was cowardly, and he completely lost the ruthlessness of the original competition.
Wuguo naturally knew that his father only found that the country and the beauty were difficult to complete after winning the throne, and when the young man's enthusiasm receded and the desire for power was just, he found that he was alone.
So he messed around, spoiling the only daughter he identified, she wanted it, she gave it, she didn't want it, and she stood in the sky.
She smiled, watching Wan Qiyang close her eyes in a trance, but the corners of her lips always had a vague smile.
It's good, she thought, that he finally thought he had gotten it.
She went to the candlestick, took out the fire fold and lit it, the candle flickered, and was not very bright in the daytime, she took it up, and shook it around, and in an instant it ignited the veil around it.
When everything was done, she walked to Wan Qiyang and knelt down, her eyes shining as innocent as at the beginning, and she said, "Daddy, my daughter is with you." ”
In an instant, the fire was in full bloom, and Wuguo saw a group of panicked people outside, as well as the figure of red beans hurrying over.
She smiled, and as the fire spread, she seemed to see the young man follow Mama into her side hall.
A noble appearance knelt down in front of her, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule, and he said: "He is her plaything." ”
What was she thinking at the time, it seemed that this little proton was so beautiful.
She thought, it's good that she sent the eldest uncle away in advance.
You see, now, they didn't carry it, and he was safe and sound.
She slowly closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
Since then, there is no Emperor Yingnan on the mainland, there is no princess in Yingnan, a fire is extinguished, and there are many, many more.
Several people in the city looked at the fire inside, and couldn't help but be full of surprise, Cheng Yang turned around and left in a flash, and Cheng Guang was stunned by a sword in his chest.
He looked at the embarrassed Wei family around him and smiled, the sword was inserted into the ground, his eyes were deep and he looked at the imperial city, and said in a cold and slow voice: "We surrender." ”
Suddenly, the war stopped, and they looked at the fat figure standing there, and were suddenly startled by the silence of the other party.
If at the beginning he was still an exploding balloon, now he is restrained, but they feel full of fear.
With blood stained on his face, he chuckled and was speechless.
Then, the Gu family also surrendered, and the ministers also gave up resistance, and some hurriedly bought gongs and drums to stand on the street in order to express their sincerity, saying that they were welcoming the new emperor and welcoming the new emperor.
The members looked at the fire burning behind them, and their always stubborn faces were lit with sadness, and a little maid walked by, crying and shouting: "The emperor is dead, the emperor is dead." ”
He gritted his teeth and pushed the little girl away, his eyes were red: "Shut up!" ”
Then there were more and more people who said this, and the people who were going to attack the imperial city paused and put away the weapons in their hands.
But the members were like crazy, and when they caught someone, they said, "Shut up! When you catch one, you say.
At last he was exhausted, and sat there with his sword still in his hand, and kept muttering, "Liar, deceive." ”
Everyone sighed, but they didn't expect this little prince who is not favored on weekdays to be like this.
I saw Wan Qiqun riding a brown horse over, looking at the members kneeling on the ground and smiling: "Little imperial nephew, I remember that my brother is not good at taking you on weekdays, why is he so sad for a person who doesn't care about you very much." ”
"He's that person, his conscience has been eaten by dogs, and he thinks that he can make up for it by rushing at one person with all his might, but he doesn't know that the more he does it, the more wrong he becomes."
The members didn't say anything, but he became more and more rampant: "If he hadn't crossed his feet back then, this throne would have been mine a long time ago!" Why should he be after him, he is a damn one. ”
"Look at it, look at what he's doing now, is he worthy, worthy of that ninety-five ......"
Before he finished speaking, Wan Qiqun looked down at the spear inserted into his chest, only to see the young man standing there, with a fierce look in his eyes, like a werewolf's gaze, which he had rarely seen for many years.
He said, "Shut up. ”
Full of evil as if from hell, the adjutant behind Wan Qiqun saw this, and hurriedly flashed forward, the long sword in his hand pierced through the young man's body, trying to force him to withdraw the spear once, but saw him chuckle lightly, and pushed forward hard, but before the spear could go a little deeper, he couldn't move at all.
The guards behind him plunged their swords into his body, then knelt down and said the words of Toucheng, and several of the strategists gritted their teeth when they saw this, but finally had nothing to say.
The figure of the little boy was isolated at the gate of the city, and the blood-stained sky finally ended the day's battle.
There was a chill on the member's body, and he wanted to shiver, but found that he couldn't move.
He thought that many years ago, his mother died of illness, and was still pressed by a group of little eunuchs in a vat filled with ice water, and a bright yellow figure walked over, the little girl next to him smiled coquettishly, pointing in a few words, and his father was spoiled by her throughout the whole process.
He just thought, his father, the emperor, is really a hero who stands up to the sky, if he can also be looked at by him more, how good it would be.