The first emperor was guarding against this prince who had just come back, and against her, a princess with powerful means. The first emperor trusted King Jin and Jinglin the most, perhaps because King Jin and his mother and compatriots, even if the country fell into their hands, it was better than falling into the hands of uncertain princes and female princesses.

Jing Yuzhao said word by word, "The secret edict says that when Jing Wei is ten years old, he will take back the power in my hands, and then let the King of Jin send me to bury him with you." ”

"Haha, this father is so ruthless. I haven't gotten along with him since I was growing up, and I've been outcast, shouldn't he make it up to me? ”

"Ah Zhen, he is the emperor, and he has no feelings for us, what else do you expect?" Jing Yuzhao said sarcastically, "So, I never regret killing him." ”

"Yuzhao, you are indeed smart enough, and you are more ruthless than Don't be spared, so that you can take the lead." Ah Zhen regretted that he hadn't killed Jing Yuzhao earlier.

"Ah Zhen, it's time for me to ask you, biological mother, did you kill it?" She had long wanted to know the answer to this question, and only Ah Zhen could answer her.

Ah Zhen seems to be back to that snow. He walked in front of him, leaving deep footprints, but when he stood still for a moment and then looked back, he found that the snow had covered the footprints as if he had never walked before.

"Forget the dust came to me that day and told me what happened to you and her before, and then she asked me what to do with her." Ah Zhen clearly remembered the expression of forgetting the dust, which was banter and ridicule. She is like a toy, she can't have her own emotions, she can only be happy.

"How did you answer?" Jing Yuzhao already had a premonition in her heart, but she asked for a truth.

A tear fell from the corner of Ah Zhen's eye, "I, the dead will not leak secrets." ”

Sure enough, but why is my heart so sad? Bitter tears flowed, Jing Yuzhao looked at the flickering face opposite, looking lonely, "Look, you killed your biological mother, and I killed your biological father." ”

Ah Zhen suddenly laughed, "Yes, although we didn't do it ourselves, we ordered someone to do it." That mad monk is dead, and if he hadn't died, I would have taken him into captivity and tortured him by all cruel means. ”

If it weren't for his words, they would have been born normally and grown up normally like ordinary children, and it must not be the situation they are now.

"Ah Zhen, I never believe in any prophecy, I only believe in myself." A dagger appeared in Jing Yuzhao's sleeve, and Jing Yuzhao held the dagger in his hand and cut Ah Zhen's neck. Ah Zhen pushed Jing Yuzhao away hard, and the dagger slashed across his cheek, breaking a few green silks.

"Yuzhao, what's the use of you supporting an emperor, won't you be a master of high merit and kill donkeys in the future?"

The hair was scattered, and a few strands fell on his cheeks, Jing Yuzhao's eyes darkened, and he looked straight into Ah Zhen's eyes, "Ah Zhen, when will I support Jing Wei forever." ”

In an instant, Ah Zhen suddenly brightened, he understood that he was really stupid, and he didn't expect this possibility. "It turns out that Yuzhao doesn't want to be a martial princess, but to be a unique female emperor in the open land." Haha, it's so fun, it's so fun, why didn't I think of it before?

"What's so funny, when I do it, I will definitely go to your grave to tell you the good news." Jing Yuzhao pulled a sword flower and attacked Xiang Zhen again.

On the other side, Li Xi was already scarred, and Luo Wen had completely gained the upper hand. I don't expect any news today, as long as I can win. Luo Wen stabbed Li Xi in the chest with a sword Changhong. Blood gushed out, Li Xi's hand held a sharp sword, looking at the man in front of him who was dressed in red, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and demonic beings, Li Xi was strongly unwilling.

He was unwilling to be killed by this man, unwilling to die for Prince Gong, unwilling not to see the Lord Rao's face. The master once let him look at his face as long as he completed the great cause, and he really wanted to see it. He turned around and looked at Princess Anqing, who was fighting with Prince Gong, and was even more unwilling. The woman killed her grandmother, and she was going to die without revenge, and he was not reconciled.

Luo Wenluo pulled out his long sword and made up for it on Li Xi's chest again. Drawing his sword again, Li Xi fell to the ground with his eyes open, and there was no longer life.

After Luo Wen was sure that Li Xi was dead, he went to help Jing Yuzhao, and Ah Zhen, who had the upper hand, was instantly struggling, the useless Li Xi.

Luo Wen was originally a master, Jing Yuzhao was not weak, and the two of them cooperated tacitly, Ah Zhen kept retreating until there was no way to retreat. Jing Yuzhao's long sword stabbed into Ah Zhen's abdomen with a thud, Ah Zhen gave Jing Yuzhao a slap with a muffled snort, Jing Yuzhao retreated, and Luo Wen supported Jing Yuzhao.

Jing Yuzhao raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Ah Zhen, there are not many people who look at you, what about the remnants of the king?" ”

"So you still have the remnants of the king in mind?" Ah Zhen clutched his abdomen, blood running down his fingers.

"There must be a remnant party in the hands of Forget Chen, what about those people?"

"It's gone, just like those women, quietly gone." Ah Zhen remembered Wang Yuan's shadow, could it be that there was a connection between the two? Ah Zhen looked at Jing Yuzhao, her expression was nervous, it seemed that there was indeed a force they didn't know. "Yuzhao, does that shadow really exist?"

"Exist, I saw it once by Gu Heng's side." The powerful forces hidden in the shadows are very frightening.

I see. "Yuzhao, take care of the present first." Ah Zhen attacked desperately again, Luo Wen and Jing Yuzhao were sandwiched on both sides, and after dozens of moves, Jing Yuzhao's sword stabbed into Ah Zhen's chest. Ah Zhen fell softly, and Jing Yuzhao subconsciously ran over and reached out to catch Ah Zhen. A silver needle appeared in Ah Zhen's palm and stabbed at Jing Yuzhao's eyebrows.

With a ding, Luo Wen threw out his long sword and landed on the ground with the silver needle. Luo Wen stepped forward to remove Ah Zhen's arms and went to pick up the sword again.

Ah Zhen lay in Jing Yuzhao's arms and said desolately, "Yuzhao, you won, I lost." ”

"Almost, you won."

There are not a few candles that are still lit, and at a glance, there are corpses all over the ground, this Chaoyang Palace, and there is a river of blood.

"Yuzhao, don't bury me in a dark place, I'm afraid." Ah Zhen's tears kept pouring out, and his voice trembled slightly, "Yuzhao, I'm so cold." ”

Jing Yuzhao's tears fell on Ah Zhen's face one by one, and she hugged Ah Zhen tightly, "What kind of place do you want to be buried." ”

"I want to be free. Burn me, and scatter my ashes in the mountains, and remember to sprinkle them in the wind, so that I can carry the wind far, far away. A field appeared in front of Ah Zhen's eyes, with green grass and flowers, beautiful. He took a deep breath, as if he smelled the scent of the earth after the spring rain.

"Ah Zhen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Jing Yuzhao said this sentence repeatedly.