In half a day, the emperor's carriage, surrounded by the dead soldiers in the golden armor in front and behind, came to the outside of the Huguo Temple.

According to the order of the national teacher, this place has been besieged as if it were impregnable.

Not even a single fly can fly in.

When Mu Yunxuan walked into the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

The monks who chanted the sutras were all guarded by the Jinjia Dead Soldiers.

Probably throughout Zhongzhou, this Huguo Temple is already the safest place for the emperor at this time.

Although he felt uncomfortable, Mu Yunxuan still knelt under the Buddha statue for his mother.

It's just that when he looked up and saw the golden statue of the Buddha with his eyes slightly closed, his heart suddenly began to feel uneasy.

He always felt that something might happen.

But looking around, there were all those gold-armored dead soldiers around him, and he felt that he might be too worried.

Burning incense and chanting, Mu Yunxuan's heart was finally quiet.

He closed his eyes, a rare devotion in his heart.

It's just that the more he recites the scriptures, the more he feels that something is wrong with the atmosphere around him.

Slowly opened his eyes, and Mu Yunxuan was immediately scared into a cold sweat.

Where is this still the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Huguo Temple, this is obviously a barren mountain and a wild mountain.

How did he get here, he didn't fall asleep at all, his consciousness was awake all the time!

Staggered to his feet.

Mu Yunxuan felt that he might be hallucinating, or that he was dreaming.

Just when he was about to slap himself in the face, he wanted to wake himself up.

A white shadow with a white cold light on his body appeared in front of him.

Looking at it, Mu Yunxuan was even frightened by the strength to beat himself.

Didn't you just see the funeral on the street today, Lord Zhao?

Isn't he already dead? Why, why is it here, and still looking at him.

Taking a few steps back, Mu Yunxuan felt like he had hit a cold wall of flesh.

When he slowly turned his head and looked at it tremblingly, he was already on the verge of losing his soul.

Behind him was another minister who had died.

Similarly, he was dressed in a funeral dress, looking at the little emperor coldly.

"You are so bold, people are dead, and you still come to scare me?

It's not you who hurt me, what are you looking for me for? ”

With a roar, Mu Yunxuan lifted his clothes and ran down the mountain.

Although the voice he shouted just now was quite loud, the fear in his heart still made him panic.

It was night, and the moon in the sky was not very bright.

He ran a long way and rolled and crawled, and finally saw a light in front of the woods.

This is like a bright light on the vast sea, which makes Mu Yunxuan excited.

The speed of the feet also increased a little.

However, he was fine when he didn't come over.

When he saw clearly what the light was, the whole person was not good.

Rows of white lanterns with sacrifices written on them, and white candles all over the floor.

There are also many stone monuments.

This is not an imperial mausoleum, and where is it?

Huguo Temple and the Imperial Mausoleum are clearly two directions, and they are separated by a whole seat.

How did he get here?

"It must be a dream, it must be a dream."

While muttering in his mouth, he twisted his arm, and it didn't hurt at all.

As if unwilling, he twisted his arm again, but it still didn't hurt.

Let's just say it's a dream, it's just a nightmare, and when you wake up, it's over, he's the Son of Heaven, he's the emperor, and he doesn't have to be afraid at all.

Thinking about it like this, Mu Yunxuan's heart was a little less timid.

Breathing is also a lot easier.

However, when he saw the tombstone of his father, Mu Jinming.

His heart was still flustered.

It was at this time that footsteps came from behind him.

"Yun Xuan, do you know it's wrong?"

“……”

Mu Yunxuan turned around, opened his mouth wide, and forgot to breathe for a while.

Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, the father stood in a yellow light, looking at himself for a moment.

The look was the same as before, stern and expectant.

"Yun Xuan, this throne will be yours sooner or later, why are you in such a hurry?

Your father has also done wrong, so I died at your hands, and I know that it is retribution.

But you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't use killing me to blame your fourteenth uncle.

You know, your fourteenth uncle is important to me. ”

The sound that seemed to be far away and near floated in Mu Yunxuan's ears, and he could clearly feel the process of the hairs on his body standing up when he heard this cold voice.

His head was already covered in cold sweat.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mu Yunxuan opened his mouth with great difficulty.

"Father, have you done so many things just to see me tell me this?

You're all dead, so you can go with peace of mind, what are you going to do when you come back?

You asked me why I killed you and blamed my fourteenth uncle? That's because, he's too good, his prestige is too high.

I'm really scared that when you die, even if you don't give him the throne, the ministers will persuade him to ascend the throne and become emperor.

Also, and Mu Yunhuan? Your dearest brother didn't tell you at all that Mu Yunhuan, the son of the crown prince, was still alive, not only alive, but also alive and well.

If he didn't have a ghost in his heart, if he didn't want to return the throne to Mu Yunhuan, why did he never tell you?

Father, you are so stupid, you have done so many things, but you have done one less, that is, to cut the grass to eradicate the roots.

And I, your son, do much better than you in this regard. ”

Speaking of which, Mu Yunxuan already had no scruples.

His immature face revealed a ruthlessness that was completely inconsistent with his age.

Under Bai Qiuzhu's teaching for more than ten years, his personality has been completely distorted.

After laughing a few times, Mu Yunxuan continued:

"But Father, in some things, I really can't compare to you, you killed eight brothers and an old emperor in a row.

And I just killed yourself with Mu Jinchen's hand.

As for finding my escaped fourteenth uncle, it's only a matter of time.

Also, fortunately, you don't have many children, so you saved me a lot of trouble.

The thought of you being alone down there makes my heart feel very uncomfortable.

Don't worry, I'll let my two-year-old brother go down there to accompany you. ”

Word by word, in such a quiet night, it is extraordinarily clear.

His arrogant laughter was also reflected back and forth by the stone monuments, forming a lot of echoes.

In the yellow halo, Mu Jinming just listened to Mu Yunxuan's words quietly and did not react.

It's just that his eyes are full of pain and regret.

In this way, father and son looked at each other for a long, long time.

Mu Jinming disappeared and slowly disappeared in Mu Yunxuan's sight.

And Mu Yunxuan's consciousness became more and more blurred.

It's like sleeping for a hundred years.

When Mu Yunxuan saw the golden tassel tassel on his dragon bed.

He realized that he had finally come out of this terrible nightmare.

Sitting up slowly, Mu Yunxuan wanted to take a sip of water, but in the room, there was not a single palace maid and eunuch waiting.

What's going on?

As the mind becomes clearer and clearer.

Only then did he react, shouldn't he still be in Huguo Temple? When did he return to the palace?

Mu Yunxuan, who was in a daze, walked out of the door of his bedroom.

walked all the way to the outside of the main hall of Longqian Palace, and there was still no servant serving.

But when he stepped into the main hall, he saw the ministers of the court and the central government kneeling all over the ground.

The emperor didn't come, who are they kneeling to?

Also, aren't they all seriously ill at home? Why did they all stand up at this time?

However, as he sat down in the dragon chair, his gaze swept over the kneeling men.

He felt that he might still be dreaming, if not, why did the six Shangshu, all of which appeared alive in His Highness.

and those auxiliary ministers, all of whom appeared in front of him intact like no one else.

What the hell is he doing?

No, there are no ghosts in this world.

There must be some detail that I got wrong.

After tidying up his messy robe, Mu Yunxuan pretended to be calm and said, "Everyone, Aiqing, get even!" ”

“……”

Silent.

No one responded, and no one moved.

All the ministers looked respectful and lowered their heads slightly, as if Mu Yunxuan was air.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me speak? I will calm you, and you will give me peace. ”

With a loud roar in his throat, Mu Yunxuan's face changed slightly.

But the ministers below remained unmoved.

It was at this time that a cold, emotionless voice reached the ears of everyone in the temple.

"Get up."

The moment the words landed, the expression on Mu Yunxuan's face disappeared.

He followed the voice and looked over.

A slender man dressed in a dark red and embroidered golden dragon robe was standing under a window on the side of the main hall.

The light that came in from outside cast a golden halo on his body.

The gold crown he wore on his head inlaid with huge southern pearls set off his whole person even more noble.

He just stood there, did nothing, and was already a natural king.

But the ministers, who had been instructed, did not rise from the ground.

Not only did they not get up, but they all lay on the ground and said in unison: "The ministers implore the prince to ascend the throne." ”

Lord, ascend the throne?

Haha, hahaha! Mu Yunxuan sat on the dragon chair and looked at Mu Jinchen from a distance.

Is this a joke on him by the ministers of the DPRK and China?

He is the emperor, and Mu Jinchen is a chaotic minister and thief, and a traitor who kills his brother and kills the king.

"Someone, someone, take down this thief for me."

This time, when Mu Yunxuan finished speaking, a team of Praetorian Guards really came in.

It's just that after the Praetorian Guards came in, they didn't go to Mu Jinchen, but directly went to the throne and pulled Mu Yunxuan down.

"On the contrary, are you on the contrary? I asked you to catch Mu Jinchen, what are you holding me for? ”

Lin Jing, who had been standing by the side and watching all this coldly, saw that Mu Yunxuan had been subdued, so he walked quickly to Mu Jinchen's side and knelt on one knee.

"Lord Wang, Mu Yunxuan murdered the emperor and blamed the emperor's uncle, the evidence is conclusive, and I ask the prince to tell me how to deal with it."