He carefully closed the scroll, because what he was going to do next was something that his Si'er would never want to see, but he had to do it, so he had to make his heart feel a little less guilty in this way. If Jing Ning was in that secret room at this time, she would be surprised to find that all the scrolls on the walls were closed.

Zhao Yu held the scroll in his arms, as if it was some rare treasure, he gently dropped a kiss on the scroll, and when he put it down, his face was full of murder. His gaze was determined, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

At this time, a thousand elites of the Chiyan Guard had been gathered in the palace garden, and these people were all carefully selected by Zhao Yu and could definitely be trusted. Song Yuan stood in front of them and said in a deep voice: "Once this incident starts, it will not end, the road ahead is unknown, it is very likely that there will be no return this time, if you want to withdraw at this time, it is still too late, Your Highness will not pursue it, but if you retreat temporarily, there will only be a dead end." ”

Song Yuan's originally plain eyes were full of essence at this time, and even his extremely ordinary face was a little more resolute.

"I swear allegiance to Your Highness!" Although the Thousand Red Flame Guards deliberately suppressed their shouts, their momentum did not decrease. Song Yuan nodded with a serious face, and after opening the stone gate, he rushed in with the soldiers.

Half an hour later, the Qianqing Hall where the emperor lived had been surrounded, and the soldiers guarding the palace had also become Chiyanwei's people, Zhao Yu stood in front of the Qianqing Palace, staring indifferently at the big eunuch who stopped in front of him.

"Second Highness, it's too bold! Dare to lead troops into the palace! ”

The big eunuch's shrill voice made Zhao Yu frown in disgust, and he said coldly: "Do you think I still have anything to dare to do now?" I remember that you carried her body out. ”

Before Zhao Yu could finish speaking, he raised his long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the neck of the great eunuch. The big eunuch's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Zhao Yu as if he was looking at a devil.

"So you're doing that!"

"If you know, then go down and make amends for her." A gentle smile appeared on Zhao Yu's lips, but it looked very weird.

Before the big eunuch could speak, a warm stream of blood spurted out, leaving a shocking red on Zhao Yu's pure white clothes.

Yes, between the fiery red armor, Zhao Yu was dressed in white, and he also wore a pure white forehead wipe between his forehead, as if he was a mourning dress.

Zhao Yu carried the sword that was still dripping blood, raised his feet and walked up the stairs, kicking open the door of the Qianqing Palace. Song Yuan silently followed behind him and closed the heavy hall door.

"Who...... Ahem, it's noisy outside. The Emperor's weak voice rang out, and he lay down on the dragon's bed with a grim expression, the layers of veils blocking his vision.

Zhao Yu let out a low laugh when he heard this: "Father, it's me." His tail tone was unspeakable, as if he had come to care for the emperor.

"Yu'er? Why are you here? The Emperor asked as he coughed heavily.

"Let me ask my father, have you been living a stable life for half a year? When you dream back at midnight, can you hear Si'er's desperate cry? When you insulted her, did you remember that she was my princess? Do you remember that I am your son? Have you ever remembered that you were a human being! With every word Zhao Yu said, he took a step forward and raised his sword to cut off the veil in front of him.

When his words fell, he had already walked to the dragon bed, looking at the emperor with a blue face with red eyes.

"Rebel! It's so rebellious for a woman! The emperor had already understood Zhao Yu's intention at this time, his eyes widened angrily, and he did not feel the slightest guilt because of Zhao Yu's guilt, but there were bursts of anger in his heart, if he still had the strength at this time, he would definitely raise his sword and stab at this rebel!

Zhao Yu chuckled when he heard this, and his tall figure seemed to be a little shaky.

"It's me who is delusional, how can you feel guilty for your crimes, you have become a slave to power, your heart as a human has stopped beating the moment you ascended the throne of God."

With tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were bloodthirsty and scarlet, he raised his sword and put it on the emperor's neck, the expression on his face seemed to have despaired of him.

"Bastard! This world is my world, and the women of the world are my women! Although the emperor described it as withered, his eyes were shining.

"Well, you can go." Zhao Yu turned his head, as if he didn't want to look at the shameless man in front of him again, his wrist moved slightly, and the sharp tip of the sword cut through the emperor's throat, and the hot blood spurted out, staining the tattered veil that fluttered lightly on the side.

Zhao Yu looked at the emperor's eyes that refused to close before he died, and finally burst into tears.

"Finally, at this point today, I can't protect her, and I can't forgive him, why does fate treat me like this?" Zhao Yu turned around indifferently and looked at Song Yuan opposite with a worried gaze, without a trace of superfluous expression on his face.

Song Yuan felt a dull pain in his heart. He remembered the day he first met Li Sisi.

At that time, he was a beggar on the street, and it was Li Sisi who picked him up and brought him back to the Li family, and since then he has become the smartest little girl beside her. He likes her, such a bright and pure woman, who can not be tempted? But he is not qualified, he can't give her happiness.

Song Yuan didn't like Zhao Duo, his eyes were too gloomy, and there was no pity for Li Sisi in his eyes, he opened his mouth several times, but stopped when he saw Li Sisi's happy smile.

Fortunately, she did not marry Zhao Duo, which was the only consolation in Song Yuan's heart on the day of her wedding to Zhao Yu. He followed her to Zhao Yu's mansion. He just looked at her like that, watching the sadness on her face disappear day by day, and happy smiles appeared more and more on her face. He originally thought that he could live like this ordinary and happy.

But that night, happiness was terminated, he only remembered that Zhao Yu rushed back to the mansion in a frenzy, and after he couldn't find her, he was about to rush to the palace with his sword, but as soon as he arrived at the door, the eunuch with a thin voice sent her back. No, it's her corpse.

Song Yuan still can't forget her lifeless face, her clothes are messy, her originally smooth hair is tangled up at this time, and the rain keeps dripping down her face, and then sliding down her face, as if it were tears.

"How can you not give her a big umbrella? She was weak and couldn't stand it. Zhao Yu staggered to her side, holding her and looking up in pain. Song Yuan clenched his fists silently, he didn't remember how he stopped Zhao Yu who was going to kill the emperor that night, and he didn't remember when Zhao Yu went back to the room with Li Sisi's corpse, the only thing he remembered was the cold rain that night was cold to the bone marrow.