The maid continued to walk forward, and the person behind her appeared in Chu Junxi's sight, tall and handsome, his slender body was deep in the light of candlelight, and his handsome face had a trace of flow, Chu Junxi's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Yuan Yuheng's wrist flipped slightly, and there was an extra blood mark on the maid's neck, and her body fell to the ground instantly.

The golden tassels flew in the air, Yuan Yuheng's movements were as elegant as drinking tea, he raised his head and stared at Chu Junxi beside the dragon's bed like a torch, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked forward step by step, the blood of the maid on the long sword in his hand dripped all the way, and fell to the ground like a blooming plum blossom.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Junxi sat down on the dragon bed, her hands tightly clutching the curtain with exquisite embroidery, and her palms were dripping with fine sweat.

"What for?" Yuan Yuheng smiled evilly.

Yuan Yuheng's words were like a password, and as soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen guards quickly appeared from behind him, occupying all corners of Wancheng Palace, and finally came in a burly man wearing armor, his face was black, and his hand holding the spear was thick and powerful, and at first glance he was a perennial fighter, and he stood next to Yuan Yuheng.

"What do you say I want to do?"

As Yuan Yuheng approached step by step, Chu Junxi's heart became tighter and tighter, what about the emperor's guards? Shouldn't they show up to protect the emperor at this time?

"Heng'er." Just as Yuan Yuheng was about to step on the steps, Yuan Qingduo got up from the bed, his voice was low and majestic, and he was not annoyed by the scene in front of him, and his expression could not be seen clearly through the curtain.

"Father." Yuan Yuheng was slightly surprised and quickly shocked, with a smile similar to a scoundrel on his face, "My father is seriously ill and unable to manage the government, why don't you pass the throne to your child?" It's good that our father and son are fighting, and I won't kill you all. ”

Even if he was seriously ill and sat on the bed, Yuan Qingduo still had the momentum of the emperor, "You want to be the emperor so much?" ”

"Father, is this reluctant? With your current body, you can't take on the duties of the emperor, only I can be qualified for this position, it's not that I want to be the emperor, it's that I need me, and my son is in accordance with the will of heaven. ”

"What if I don't?" Yuan Qingduo's voice was still calm, no complaint or anger, which was incomprehensible.

"Now that the situation has been decided, why should my father be so persistent in fighting each other? Smooth Zen rang, hello, I'm good, everyone's good, the corpses are piled up and the blood is flowing into a river, it's too unlucky. As if he had really seen that scene, Yuan Qingduo shook his head and sighed regretfully.

"I originally planned to pass on the emperor's position to you." Yuan Qingduo's eyes were stained with sadness.

Yuan Yuheng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, he laughed out loud, the laughter echoed in the silent night sky in the middle of the night, Yuan Yuheng finally stopped laughing, wiped the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes due to laughter, seriously as if a student asked the teacher a question, "Really?" Are you really going to pass it on to me? Isn't it a lie deliberately made up in order to make a living? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Yuan Yuheng instantly rushed up the steps to the side of the bed, and through the curtain, put the bright sword on Yuan Qingduo's neck, "You never thought of passing it on to me, did you?" ”

Yuan Qingduo closed his eyes gently, and then slowly opened them, as if he was infinitely tired, "Father has always kept you by his side, indulged and tolerated everything about you, and let Taifu teach you the way to govern the country, don't you understand?" ”

"Since my father intends to pass it on to me, let's write an edict." Yuan Yuheng waved his hand, and the maid stepped forward with the four treasures of the study.

Yuan Qingduo glanced at the bright yellow silk silk and closed his eyes.

"Since you don't write, then don't blame your son for being ruthless." The sword in Yuan Yuheng's hand swung high and fell at a lightning speed.

The crisp and sharp sound of the sword echoed in the inner room, and the guards who jumped out of nowhere appeared.

In the inner room, the two sides fought against each other, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, which was ready to ignite at the touch of a touch. Neither of them moved, and the inner chamber seemed to be empty, and even his own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

"Kill." Yuan Yuheng's voice was full of hatred, his face was red, his ears were red, and his eyes were split, like a mad beast, "Kill everyone here, there is not a single one left." After shouting, he rushed out first, and finished off the nearest guard with a sword.

The sound of fighting tables and chairs, and the muffled sound of swords stabbing into the body, resounded in the silent night sky, and the disgusting smell of blood quickly dispersed in the air.

Killing his father and seizing the throne, Chu Junxi kept recalling these four words in his mind, Yuan Yuheng This is killing his father and seizing the throne.

She had never experienced such a battle, Chu Junxi was so frightened that she couldn't stand up, she slumped on the side of the dragon bed, and watched the guards protecting the emperor fall one by one.

"I'm a failed father."

Yuan Qingduo didn't know when he opened his eyes, looking at the bloody battle in front of him, Chu Junxi came back to his senses a little, she stiffly twisted her neck to look at this old man who was like a candle in his last years.

"Maybe you're right."

The warm blood splashed on his hands as if it was boiling boiling water, Chu Junxi quickly withdrew his hand that was exposed outside his sleeve, and when he looked up, he saw Yuan Yuheng standing in front of him covered in blood, his smile twisted and hideous like a demon from hell.

"I'll clean you up when I'm done with this old immortal." Yuan Yuheng kicked Chu Junxi away.

Chu Junxi curled up beside the dragon bed and trembled.

"The Great Prince." Ning Yuanlie stopped Yuan Yuheng's raised sword.

Yuan Yuheng looked back at him with scarlet eyes.

"You are the future emperor of Gutuo, and you can't be charged with killing the king and seizing the throne, so I will do it for you."

Yuan Yuheng withdrew his raised arm, and Ning Yuanlie walked towards the dragon bed step by step.

Chu Jun looked at Yuan Qingduo on the dragon bed with pity, he was not panicked or angry, his expression was so calm that it seemed that the person who came over with a sword did not kill himself but gave a bowl of white fungus lotus seed porridge.

Tears overflowed from his eyes, and Chu Jun shook his head unconsciously, don't, don't go any further.

Yuan Qingduo turned his head, collided with her gaze, showed a gentle smile, nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes.

Bright red and crystal blood beads flew in the air, and some splashed on Chu Junxi's sleeves, and she whimpered silently, watching the body slowly fall.

A generation of kings has since fallen.

The plan went smoothly, tomorrow, not from now on, he will be the emperor of Gu Yuheng, Yuan Yuheng's face showed a bloody wild laugh, and the piercing crazy laughter echoed in the middle of the night, blown away by the wind.

Suddenly, a figure flew in from the window, Yuan Yuheng's laughter stopped abruptly, and a person stood among the sawdust in the broken window lattice.

The jade crown is tied with hair and brocade clothes, and although he has never seen that person's face, the eyes that shimmer like black gems with sharp luster Chu Junxi knew that he would not admit his mistake, he was the man in black who he had seen twice.