The people of the Daxuan Dynasty are now circulating such a news.

His Majesty the Emperor, who had been in charge of the national seal for nearly ten years, and the son of the true dragon, who had never made a mistake or made a mistake, had finally begun to show fatigue.

Night dreams are good at killing, that is, His Majesty the Emperor is now spread among the people of the government and the opposition, and it is listed as the first big faint and the first big article by those sour and poor talents.

Just for this matter, the Imperial City Division under the hands of the Ninety-Five Venerable on the dragon chair did not arrest many people, and I heard that the North Prison in Beicheng, nicknamed "Guillotine Prison", was crowded with people.

I had to kill a group of old people and squeeze in a new batch.

The worst is the guards, those who guarded the front of the palace, and the eunuchs in the inner palace who never looked at people with their eyes in the past.

The former has been in just one month, together with the head of the guards of the official residence Sanpin, inside and outside the whole three batches, the latter is even more trembling, in the past, rushing to be the accompanying eunuch and night watchman, now it has become a draw of life and death, who unfortunately draws the red stain.

The eunuchs beside His Majesty the Emperor, except for the eunuch chief officer Wei Liding, who faintly had a nine-thousand-year-old gimmick, stood still like a sea god, and the eunuchs next to the emperor never stayed for three days, seventy-two o'clock.

There is a faint saying among the people of the government and the opposition: His Majesty the Emperor is mediocre.

In the East Palace Prince's Mansion built in the eastern city of the imperial capital, the old prince with half-gray hair who has been famous for his life is drinking wine cup after cup of wine in front of a table full of delicacies.

Regarding this fifty-eight-year-old prince, there are many rumors in the world.

The most eye-catching is the prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, who is ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the emperor's love whether he was born or is loved by the emperor, who survived the orthodox prince of his ancestors, the second prince and the third prince of the queen's descendants, and the four princes who are the favorite of the current emperor.

As for the five princes in front of him, he couldn't stand the wait, and took the initiative to jump out, holding the ridiculous banners of "ancestral rules" and "Qingjun side", in a vain attempt to coup and become emperor, and finally his father and emperor cut off their heads.

What are the ancestral rules, today's Daxuan Dynasty, his father who ascended the throne in the year of 20 weak crowns and has been ruling for ten years is the ancestor of this world, his words are, rules.

Everyone in the world admires the crown prince, but he, the prince, really doesn't want to be the prince.

This night, the old prince was drunk, and the old princess waved her hand lightly, in exchange for two elderly maidservants, and helped the old prince to bed.

The old princess sighed heavily, such a drunkenness, since the sixth prince, that is, the current crown prince, became the crown prince, there will be such a thing every day or two.

Looking at the gift of the emperor next to him, who he married at the age of eighteen, and the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the old princess silently shed two lines of crystal tears.

When she first became the crown prince, the old princess still hoped that one day she could wear the robe of a hundred birds and phoenixes in the world, but now, she only hopes that the man by her bed will live a simpler life and live a less tired life.

In the center of the central axis of the imperial city, the First Dynasty and the Great Xuan Dynasty stretched for several miles under the mountain, like a beast crouching on the ground.

In the main hall of the dormitory, although the eunuch Xiao Anzi stood straight, his heart was always in a state of trembling.

Even if Xiao Anzi took a light breath, he could smell the strong smell of blood that lingered on the old eunuch who slept yesterday.

In fact, there will be a smell of blood there, and every night in the dormitory, it is as if it doesn't need money, burning the soothing agarwood that is difficult to buy for ordinary money, but Xiao Anzi is panicking.

On the palatial dragon couch, the chubby old man with the body of the Ninety-Five Emperor suddenly showed a hideous look on his face, and he wanted to shout but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Gradually, the slightly chubby old man detached himself from a half-empty body outline, and his face was still five points like the slightly chubby old man.

The phantom looked at the slightly chubby old man with angry eyes under him, and snorted softly: "Why are you not satisfied with how many years you have lived for so long?" ”

The phantom stood up upright and walked slowly outside, whether it was Xiao Anzi, the eunuch on duty, or the other palace maids, they all seemed to have nothing to do with the phantom.

The phantom walked slowly, very slowly, but it seemed to be very fast, so fast that the visible eye became more and more blurred.

The space rippled in circles, and the phantom walked straight into it, and finally disappeared.

On the fifth watch day when the day is about to break, it is clear that it will be the shift change in a quarter of an hour, but Xiao Anzi's legs can't help but tremble slightly, not because he is a little tired after standing all night, but because every time he arrives, the eunuch on duty needs to go to the dragon couch to wake up the ninety-five honor.

And the eunuchs on duty who have died recently have died at this time in seven or eight out of ten.

His legs kept calling towards the dormitory.

Twenty paces away from the dragon bed, Xiao Anzi stopped, knelt on both knees, and pressed his face against the wooden floor.

He called softly: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to the morning court." ”

Xiao Anzi counted the time, it was very short but it seemed like a long five breaths.

Repeat the previous words again.

This time, the five breaths seemed extraordinarily long, and Xiao Anzi couldn't help flashing pictures in his mind, before and after entering the palace.

Suddenly, there was a cold swishing on his neck, and Xiao Anzi's heart suddenly stuck in his throat.

Yourself, is this going to die?

A long, long time has passed, maybe it is very short, in short, Xiao Anzi does not know how long it is, how long.

Xiao Anzi, who secretly raised his head, found that he was all right.

After a while, he mustered up the courage to look at the dragon couch.

A hideous face appeared in Xiao Anzi's eyes.

On this day, one of the greatest sorrows in the world and something that made the vast majority of the people in the imperial city happy.

His Majesty the Emperor, who has been in power for a whole decade, is gone!

The wooden house of the Patriarch Hall at the end of Yiyun Peak's Tongtian Road is actually divided into two.

The front half of the room is dedicated to the ancestors of the Mu family, and the back half is separated by a simple hanging curtain.

Behind the curtain there was only a long wooden table and five wooden chairs.

At this time, four of the wooden chairs were seated.

Four white old men with weak spots, closed their eyes and gods.

Suddenly, eight eyes and four pairs of eyes opened in unison.

On the single wooden chair at the front, a phantom appeared out of thin air, and the phantom slowly solidified, and an old man with a majestic face and a slightly chubby body appeared.

The old man on the wooden chair at the front of the left side had a sudden change in expression, and asked uncertainly, "Leaping through time and space......?" Out of town?"

The slightly chubby old man shook his head, "It's so easy." ”

An old man in gray beside him stepped forward and handed the old man a yellowed book.

There is only one word "Mu" on the skin of the book.