The wrinkles on Song Xuelin's face deepened, and he said with palpitations: "Fortunately, just in case, I have already issued an order to the military town a hundred miles away yesterday. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Yan Yu whispered, "I'm afraid, tonight will be dangerous." The border army was only a few miles away from the capital. If we want to attack, we are afraid that we can only defend the palace. ”

The outer city cannot be defended, because the guards of the outer city are all border troops. Only in the palace is the Imperial Forest Army, and its Dongchang fan.

Moreover, these armies are all elite, and even if they rely on the city walls, they may not be able to hold them.

"Procrastination, stalling for time. Song Xuelin stood up and said categorically: "Otherwise, the eldest prince will ascend the throne, and we will never have the slightest way to live." ”

"Jiang Yi will enter the palace immediately with me, and I will report this matter to the Holy Lord. ”

Song Xuelin walked out tremblingly, and instructed Yan Yu without looking back: "You go and gather all the fans of Dongchang and get ready, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, there will be blood all over the capital." ”

"Yes. After the two of them left, Yan Yu got up, and the coldness on his face flashed.

It's not tomorrow, it's ...... Tonight. He looked up at the sun, which was sinking in the west.

Red glow and red eyes, remnant sun like blood.

Sanjiu Ladong, this kind of sky is a little weird, it seems to show something.

......

Night

Yan Yu held his sword and sat quietly on the steps.

As far as the eye could see, the entire palace was brightly lit, the walls were full of torches, and a large number of heavily armed soldiers were all watching outside with bated breath.

Yan Yu is the last line of defense, and he ...... now Concubine Li's dormitory, that is, Xian'an Palace.

The emperor is here, the imperial doctor is also here, and Concubine Li and the little prince Zhu Li are also there.

I don't know when, with the sound of the horn, the fight ...... Here we go.

In fact, Yan Yu has always felt that this battle does not need to happen at all.

Emperor Yayi, obviously planning to pass on the throne to his son, and he can't live long, so why can't Mao directly explain the words?

It's really not good, you let these people give up resistance, open the door and wait for the eldest prince to come in. How many people do you have to die to help the fun?

...... you, you deserve to die.

Yan Yu is now, only this statement can be used as an evaluation of the emperor.

"Report, the noon gate is lost. "A soldier came covered in blood.

"Revisit. ”

A moment later.

"Newspaper, Huangji Gate, Wuying Palace, Wenhua Hall are lost. ”

"Revisit. ”

"Newspaper, build the pole hall, Fengxian hall, Xianruo Pavilion is lost. ”

"No more, don't probe. They're coming. ”

Yan said half a sentence, and suddenly looked up and looked ahead, the central hall was gone, the Cining Palace was gone, and with a burst of messy footsteps, the eldest prince ...... Here it comes.

"Winding, bowing, arranging. ”

Yan Yu stood up from the steps, carried the ancient sword, stepped out in three steps, stood behind the soldiers, and quietly looked at the eldest prince through the gap in the iron shield.

"Ahem, ahem......"

The body of the eldest prince seemed to be even weaker because of living in the Houshan Imperial Mausoleum during this time, and a dull coughing sound came out of his mouth from time to time.

His face is no longer as strong as before, heroic and tough, with sharp edges and corners, and he is like a turbid son.

The cheeks are protruding, the eye sockets are deep, the ears and temples are gray and silky, and the body is as shaky and fragile as a willow in the wind...... Like a dying person.

Yan Yu pulled away the iron shield and came to the front of the team, less than ten meters away from it, with indifference on his face: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this is a rebellion, and he will rebel and end up...... Not good. ”

"Whether it's good or not, you have to look at the results before you can make a conclusion, don't you?"

The eldest prince stared at Yan Yu, his gloomy eyes flashed like ghostly fire, and his cheeks flushed with excitement. He seemed to have thought of the scene where he sat on the dragon chair, commanded the world, and scolded Fang Xuan.

"Even if he dies here, he will not let His Royal Highness take another step forward. Yan Yu slowly retreated, the long sword was held high, and the box was three inches out, and the cold light was like water, shining brightly.

"Vain ......"

Before the eldest prince could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to turn his head in disbelief to see who was holding him hostage.

He saw that it was Hao Xinghe, and he had never been suspicious of Hao Xinghe.

"Why?" asked the Grand Prince.

Success is just around the corner, and when you are on the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the other party's high-ranking officials will no longer talk about it, why ...... Will the other party betray themselves?

"Because, I want to live. ”

Hao Xinghe had already calculated his rhetoric, and his face showed disgust: "A person who can wield a butcher's knife even with his biological mother, I can't believe that he will fulfill his promise." ”

"Click......"

As soon as these words came out, the people around them all looked at the eldest prince with shocked and incredulous eyes.

Mother?

Isn't the biological mother of the eldest prince the queen?

Didn't the queen die of illness?

Could it be that it is actually ...... The eldest prince killed the queen?

In a word, the way everyone looked at him changed dramatically.

Respect?

No.

It is disgust, abhorrence, contempt, disdain.

The eldest prince's face turned from red to blue, and then from green to white, gritting his teeth and roaring like an angry beast: "Nonsense, nonsense." I didn't have ......"

Squeak~~

In vain.

The door of Xian'an Palace opened.

Liu Fu curled his hands and shouted loudly: "The East Detective Factory, the punishment of thousands of households Yan Delirium, the Holy Order, to open the way for the eldest prince." Allow one of them to go alone. ”

Hao Xinghe held the eldest prince hostage, and under the gaze of the border soldiers, he slowly walked into the Xian'an Palace.

Yan Yu looked at this group of helpless poor worms, sighed and shook his head and said, "Put down your weapons, you still have a chance to live." Otherwise, you will resist stubbornly and will have to die......"

Farce.

It's a farce.

But behind this farce, there are thousands of lives.

"Hehe, how are you in ancient times?"

Yan Yu muttered an unintelligible voice in his mouth, and a thick disdain crossed his eyes. "What a fart!"

Looking at the slowly closing door, he couldn't help but murmur to himself, "This is your last chance, you must seize it, my good overseer." ”

Yan Yu's eyes revealed a hint of expectation, but he told Song Xuelin and others that the emperor was ready to support Zhu Li to ascend the throne.

And these officials, they actually know better what will happen if the eldest prince takes the throne.

If you don't want to die, then you can only let the little prince ascend the throne.

Emperor?

In this case, the words of the emperor ...... Does it still count?

"Ah......h

In vain, there was a fierce quarrel and scolding, followed by the sound of vases and the like breaking.

After a while, sobs rang out.

And then ...... Hao Xinghe flew up and slashed open the door with a sword.

Yan Yu and the others saw such a scene inside through the broken door.

Concubine Li hugged the little prince, huddled in the corner and kept crying, and let out a whining cry from her mouth.

PS: The salted fish in the group are about to exceed a hundred... Work hard!