Hua Yi began to control most of the government little by little, and the emperor who was indulging in pleasure did not notice it, but felt that the luck that the goddess said was complementary, and his three sons were very good at doing things.

The other princes who made a little move were also suppressed by Hua Yi and were not threatened.

In this regard, Xiao 8 said that he really deserved to be the son of luck.

And Qin Gong almost no longer leaves Xiyun Palace, and shrinks in Xiyun Palace with Hua Lang every day, always unconsciously sending dog food in his blandness, and Xiao 8 is about to poke himself in the eyes.

The current emperor is in his fifties, in good health, and far from automatic abdication, and Hua Yi can no longer hold back.

When Hua Yi hinted that the emperor would obediently abdicate, the emperor ran to Xiyun Palace in a panic: "Goddess, Hua Yi, he wants me to abdicate and give way to him, this son has already controlled the court at some point, and even the palace guards have been mastered by him, how is this good?" ”

Qin Gong said lightly: "Then you will give way to him and become the emperor with peace of mind." ”

The emperor was shocked: "Didn't you come to protect Dahua and protect me?" ”

"Hua Yi is not only lucky, but also has dragon luck, his character is not murderous, if you give way, he will also read the love to let you enjoy your old age, I advise you not to resist stubbornly, there is nothing bad about being the emperor."

The emperor was very depressed: "I know. ”

Qin Gong watched him leave in frustration, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Little 8: "This emperor is quite a wretch." ”

Hua Lang came behind her at some point: "We're leaving?" ”

Qin Gong: "It's almost there." ”

When he heard this, he just hugged her and kissed her on the forehead: "With you, it's okay to go anywhere." "Hell doesn't matter.

……

On the eve of Hua Yi's ascension to the throne, he came to see Qin Gong: "I am the emperor, will you still stay in Dahua to protect you?" ”

She shook her head.

"As soon as I ascend the throne, you will leave, and the world will think ......"

"With your Dahua, you don't need my protection."

He looked at her and suddenly laughed, "Okay." Then he turned and left.

The next day, Huayi ascended the throne.

Qin Gong waved away everyone in Xiyun Palace, and no one was left behind, and then walked to Hua Lang's side and asked lightly, "Are you afraid?" ”

He shook his head: "Don't be afraid. ”

She hugged him, and her palm shattered his heart.

He snorted, blood spilling from the corners of his lips.

Xiao 8 was dumbfounded: "It's really ruthless...... You humans are so complex. ”

When it's sweet in front, it's sweet and snores, and it's not soft when you do it.

A moment later.

Qin Yi stretched out his hand and probed his wrist, his eyes slightly sunken: "Your heart pulse is automatically repairing." "To be precise, it should be repaired by the spiritual object in his body.

finally knew why Hua Yi couldn't kill him in the original plot, so he could only be imprisoned.

Hua Lang endured the pain: "Then what should I do?" ”

Qin Gong: "I cut off your head, it can't be repaired, right?" ”

Hua Lang: Although "......" is willing, why do you feel a little infiltrating?

Little 8 shivered.

She asked Little 8, "Is the fire burning to death?" ”

Little 8: "It can't be in the original plot, Huayi also tried." ”

She was silent for a while.

Hua Lang took a deep breath: "It's okay, just cut off your head, I don't care." ”

Xiao 8 couldn't bear to look at him directly: "Let's spend some energy to euthanize him, right?" Yes? ”

Qin Gong bowed his head and pondered.

Little 8: "......" Is she reluctant to spend energy?

Hua Lang thought she was embarrassed, shook his sleeves, took out a dagger, put it in her hand, and then held her hand and plunged it into his chest.

Qin Gong: "......"

Xiao 8 swallowed his saliva: "...... He's a ruthless man. ”

Maybe it was because he was determined to die this time, and the spirit didn't play a role in saving him anymore.

Qin Gong helped him.

He was in a trance: "Servant ......"

"I'm here."

"Don't leave me alone ......"

"No, it won't."

……

After Hua Lang lost his breath, the broken soul in his body floated into the white jade flute, and when Qin Shi picked up the white jade flute, this white jade flute merged with another white jade flute.

Qin Gong: "Let's go." ”

Little 8: "Okay." ”