After Fu Mu left, the Prime Minister's Mansion was a lot quieter, only the desertion after the big joy remained, but Fu Jinxi was busy, she was going to start preparing summer clothes for Dongfang Chunyan, drawing drawings, and from time to time she would show them to Dongfang Chunyan, Dongfang Chunyan always squinted slightly and smiled and said okay. The life of the two seems to have become comfortable and peaceful, and even Fu Jinxi sometimes wonders, is this a dream, a beautiful dream, the more she cares about Dongfang Chunyan, the more she is afraid that all this she is experiencing now is just her own dream, and when she wakes up from the dream, she is struggling in that fire, and even in her previous life, she didn't have time to have an intersection with Dongfang Chunyan.

Xiao Shuo's mutiny came very suddenly, it was a sudden news in the middle of the night, and even Fu Jinxi didn't react, but he didn't expect Xiao Shuo to lie dormant for half a month, just for this final blow.

The generals guarding the city gate were suddenly replaced by Xiao Shuo's people, as well as Concubine Shu's mother's family, Jing'anhou who was far away in Jing'an, and it was almost dozens of days for Jing'an Hou to arrive in the capital with his troops, and there were just five days to prepare, and he took advantage of tonight to launch the palace change.

But fortunately, the eldest prince and Dongfang Chunyan have already prepared in advance.

A small half of the guards in the palace also began to reverse, no one knows when Xiao Shuo changed his clothes and arrived at the emperor's bedroom, but the road to the dormitory is unimpeded, Xiao Shuo knows that there are ghosts, but he still walks in with a sword, whether there is a ghost or not, he has already escaped death, he came to fight, but the fish died and the net was broken!

Xiao Shuo's sword was still dripping with blood, but the emperor's bedroom was empty.

Xiao Shuoyin opened his eyes fiercely, and began to look around with his sword, but there was still no one there, but here, behind the bright yellow curtain, there was a sudden heavy coughing sound.

Xiao Shuo cut the curtain with a sword, and immediately saw the emperor lying on the bed with a sick face. Calm through the smiling beauty (GL)

"You're here." The emperor didn't seem to see the bloody sword in Xiao Shuo's hand, nor did he see the cruelty on his face, but just asked lightly as usual.

Xiao Shuo didn't speak, just looked at the emperor resentfully.

The emperor coughed again, but this time the blood coughed up stained the quilt on the side red, and finally stopped coughing before finally turning his eyes to look at Xiao Shuo, but there was sadness in his eyes

"Shuo'er, why do you want to enter the palace, isn't it good to stay in the mansion?"

Xiao Shuo looked at the emperor's sad appearance, and was not moved at all, but sneered

"Is it too late to pretend to be sad now, my good father."

The corners of the emperor's mouth hooked up a helpless smile

"Do you know why I killed the concubine?"

Xiao Shuo frowned, just looked at the emperor in silence.

The Emperor chuckled

"If it weren't for your mother's instigation of you in every possible way, why would you be here? Although you are resolute and resolute, you have a generation of imperial talents, even a hundred times better than your brother, but Xiao Guo is now very calm, and the people are also very rich, you don't need to fight the country, you just need to guard the country, it's not that I don't want to pass the throne to you, it's just that your heart is a little more violent, and your brother's heart is a little more gentle. The Emperor said slowly.

"Even so, the mother concubine is not guilty to death, not even a funeral!" Xiao Shuo was angry, not only because of Concubine Shu's death, but because the emperor had smashed all his hard-earned status through this incident. The road back to the top

"It is true that she is not guilty of death, but if she does not die, how can I keep you after she is gone? Shuo'er, I just want you to live well."

Xiao Shuo paused slightly in his heart, indeed, if Xiao Qi ascended the throne, he would definitely become the prince, and his mother would become the concubine, if such an identity was given to him, someone would definitely come and attach him, and he would also have the opportunity to raise troops and usurp the throne. But after the death of his mother, he, the prince, is likely to be driven out of the capital by Xiao Qi and become a free marquis by casually dividing a piece of land. left the capital, not to mention how Xiao Qi would suppress him, even Jing'anhou would choose to stay away from him and keep his glory and wealth.

Although he thought so, Xiao Shuo did not have a trace of gratitude in his heart

"Why bother to say these excuses since you have already done it, the royal family is ruthless, and it makes no sense for you to say more now." He said in a low voice.

There was sadness in the emperor's eyes

"Yes, it is the most ruthless emperor's family, and being affectionate means that death is not far away." The emperor remembered the killing when he seized the throne, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, killing his brother and seizing the throne, this stain of his will accompany him forever and forever, even if he died, he tried everything to keep his sons from this situation, and even the prince was not established, but in the end, it was another bloody storm. He admitted that the prince he was more optimistic about at the beginning was Xiao Shuo, Xiao Shuo has the means and is ruthless enough, and will be a good ruler, but he is a little more violent and bloodthirsty, such a person is easy to become a country, and it is easy to lose the country.

"You deserve to die too." Xiao Shuo no longer wants to listen to the emperor's so-called good for him, since he is good for him, why force him to come here!

The emperor watched the sword stab at him, but he closed his eyes in pain, and the sharp weapon entered his body, but he heard a muffled snort. [Zongman] extinction of the world's professional households

Xiao Shuo turned around in disbelief, but saw Dongfang Chunyan walking out of it, still dressed in white like snow, but not stained with any blood.

The sword of the palace guard coldly penetrated Xiao Shuo's chest, Xiao Shuo only felt a touch of fishy sweetness suddenly appear in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like this, and he turned his head and looked at the emperor with a sneer

"Is this what you said you want me to live well, Father?"

The emperor didn't open his eyes, he only felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and it was a little difficult to breathe

"I want you to live well, but you have hatred, a lot of hatred, Shuo'er, living hate is more painful than death."

Xiao Shuo seemed to have heard a big joke, raised his head and laughed, but his body ached, and then his body fell to the ground on his back as soon as he became weak, and his eyes slowly became hollow.

It seems that the scenes of this life are staged in front of him, Xiao Shuo looked at the pictures that appeared in front of him, when he was a child, he chased Xiao Qi all over the yard, and when Taifu was teaching, he was always lazy and slippery and was punished by Taifu, but every time he was punished for writing big characters, Xiao Qi came to help him write. Then changed the scene, hey, it was Cen Fuxue, she accidentally fell into the lake, and she jumped down to save her, and from then on there was a little tail everywhere, but why did he see Cen Fuxue crying, oh, it turned out that her sword pierced her chest, she smiled and told herself, I just wish to come and not see each other.

When did everything change?

Xiao Shuo didn't figure it out until he died, his eyes became more and more hollow, and a tear slowly slipped down from the corner of his eye, wishing that he would not be reborn in the emperor's family in the next life, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he died.