Not only that, but some surrounding subject countries heard that Emperor Jingyuan was critically ill and did not have a prince, so they were also ready to move, so secret reports from all over the country flew into Tianluan City like snowflakes.

But no matter how treacherous the situation in the imperial court and how tense the border situation is, the Zhaoyang Hall in Tianluan City is still faint and faint, and there is a floor-to-ceiling Ming Huang Jiao silk pattern brocade tent that seems to fall from the roof.

The curtain moved slightly, like a wave.

I couldn't see the people inside, and the temple was silent......

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"Haha...... Dead, finally going to die......"

In the gloomy chamber, a man with a disheveled hair was trembling and laughing like a night owl.

"Yuwen Rongday, if you knew that it was your own son who killed you, would you die more happily? Haha......"

He laughed uncontrollably and fell to the ground.

The laughter stopped abruptly, making people think that he might have died of anger because of excessive excitement, but the next moment, as if there was a wind nesting in the corner of the wall, and he couldn't find an exit for a long time, and the whirring sound was chaotic, and then he broke through the barrier, bringing a heart-rending cough, and then the laughter began again.

Yuwen Xuancang stood opposite, looking at him expressionlessly, as if he had long been accustomed to his kind of "dead and alive".

"How long does he have left?" Duan Eryang leaned against the cold wall, panting.

"Will you believe my words?"

Quiet, after a moment, the laughter resumed, but it was very brief: "This time, I believe you!" ”

Duan Eryang was not imprisoned in the tunnels all the time, and he would occasionally go out to "let off steam" and pretend to be a beggar...... Of course, he doesn't have to dress up now.

He went to the market and basked in the sun by the door of the teahouse restaurant, and the gossip of the people drifted to his ears. Recently, what they talked about the most was Emperor Jing Yuan's body, and why he still refused to make a prince until now.

He sat for a day and a half, then put away the extra gains on the ground, a few copper plates, and went back to the dungeon.

Yuwen Xuancang never worried that he would never return, so he didn't send someone to follow, because he had nowhere else to go except the dungeon, and besides, they had each other's needs, and Duan Yang even thought that the quid pro quo in his hands was priceless, so how could he give up such a powerful "protection"?

Yuwen Xuancang narrowed his eyes: "The imperial doctor said, there are still three days to ......"

Through the dirty messy hair, he looked at Yuwen Xuancang for a moment, his eyes fixed on his face, and he still seemed to doubt whether what he said was true or false.

However, all he saw was a faint shade of snow, not the dim light of the cell, but ...... In order to prevent Yuwen Xuancang from using forbidden techniques against him, he destroyed his eyes, and now he can only distinguish colors.

"Three days, it's too long, he should have died a long time ago! Haha......" gasped hard, and his chest seemed to be puffing out bellows: "No, it's too short, it's too short, why are you going to die so soon?" He has not yet suffered my sin. No, I can't let him die so well! At least I'll have to let him know who killed him...... His own son! Ha ha...... He always wanted me to die, but unfortunately I was still alive, and he ...... This spread out, Yuwen Rongday's first famous ...... Haha, how did he educate such a good son? For the sake of a woman, kill your own father, haha...... I had to tell him, I had to tell him myself, I had to see how painful he was, how slowly he died. I'm going to have to let him see for himself how I get on that dragon chair...... Haha, maybe I won't be able to sit still for long, but it is because of him, because he fought in the Quartet, in the end, these Quartet barbarians took advantage of his critical illness to rise up, intending to take revenge and poison the people of the Central Plains, this is all the sin he created, haha...... I'd like to see how he left his name in the history books. How do I go to meet my fathers and fathers underground? Father, this is the good prince you chose, you abolished your sons and daughters for him, and let him destroy the country you have been guarding so hard! Ha ha...... Retribution, retribution! Haha......"

The laughter was deafening, and the sturdy roof of the chamber seemed to have small cracks, and clouds of dust had fallen.

In the fluttering smoke and dust, the snow-colored figure seemed to be a ray of light cast from nowhere, and it stood still.

Duan Eryang laughed enough, and looked at Yuwen Xuancang again, his voice was hoarse, but he said word by word: "I want to enter the palace!" ”

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That man's life has entered its final stage, right? How else would he have heard the cry? It's extremely depressing, because people haven't completely died, and they can't cry, this is the rule in the palace.

The Tai Chi Hall was empty, cold and gloomy, all different from what he remembered.

At that time, when his father was in court, he stood by his father's side, watching the ministers on both sides prostrate on the ground, and the mountains shouted long live.

He knew that sooner or later, he would become the man on the throne, accept the worship of the ministers, and accept the admiration of the people.

At that time, what he liked to see most was how the morning sun shot in from the open temple door little by little, so it seemed that there was a golden light from the door of the line spreading, layer by layer smudged the dragon on the vermilion lacquer pillar, a stroke of the pen sketched the auspicious clouds on the top of the palace, the whole hall seemed to be ignited as brilliant and dazzling, golden and brilliant.

He stood on the high golden steps, watching the golden light slowly climb up his brocade robe embroidered with an eight-clawed dragon, turning the apricot yellow dots into bright yellow, and the golden threads hidden in the texture were also shining.

Even without a mirror, he knew that he was shining brightly at the moment, like the rising sun in the east.

There are countless eyes looking at him with great envy, including him standing in the third place on the right - Yuwen Rongday, the imperial brother who is two years younger than him.

They all wanted to stand in his place, but unfortunately, there was only one person in this seat. The queen mother and his father are very affectionate, he is also very smart, outstanding, and obvious to all, so his position cannot be shaken, so he is very compassionate and proud to look down on those people under the ranks, at that moment, he feels like a god.

But it all ended in that war.

On March 17 of the fifth year of Lishun, the Heqi people drove straight into the imperial capital......

He wanted to lead troops to guard Tianluan City, but the queen mother said......

"Rong Yang, it's too dangerous outside, you just stay here and accompany the queen mother......"

"No, I want to defend the imperial city, this is my world, and no one will be allowed to destroy it!"

"Silly boy," the queen mother said to him, "in this world, everyone has his own responsibilities. Your father is responsible for ruling the world, and the civil and military generals perform their duties, all of which are used to listen to the emperor's orders and assist the emperor in governing the world. The people are the happiest, and they don't have to do anything, just follow the instructions of the court to keep their duties. Now that there is a crisis, there are people to guard the imperial city. Those guards took the royal money, and they had to work for the royal family, and this was their responsibility. And you just have to be your crown prince......"

"But they ...... in the day."

He saw Yuwen Rongtian taking the lead and leading the Praetorian Guards to fight bloodily at Fengyi Gate.

He began to get anxious.

Yuwen Rongtian is recognized as the prince whose talent is only below him, and his father also values him very much, although no matter how hard Yuwen Rongtian tries to be crowned a prince in the future, he can't stand the support of those soldiers for Yuwen Rongday, as if he has lost the light that originally belonged to him.

The queen mother smiled, and that smile was as warm and warm as the morning sun: "That's because they think they have too little, so they are in a hurry to exchange their lives." But if your life is gone, what's the point of getting more? And my emperor is the pride of heaven, why should he throw blood like those who have no regular bloodline? In case you make a mistake, isn't this prince cheaper than others? ”

"But......" He was obviously shaken, but he was not without worry: "If he makes war exploits, will his father ......?"

"No, you are the concubine of the main palace, and the crown prince belongs to you, and you ......" The queen mother smiled again, her smile was a little dangerous and mysterious, making the originally beautiful face a little weird: "The father and the queen mother 'love' the queen mother very much, and the queen mother will never let the father hurt you, absolutely not!" ”

The queen mother hugged him and rubbed her chin against his heart: "You stay here and accompany the queen mother, and you are also protecting the imperial city......"

He stayed, and lost his position as crown prince.

He didn't understand why his father, who had always been obedient to his mother's words, was so resolute this time, while those ministers overwhelmingly supported Yuwen Rongtian.

He found that unconsciously, when he was so proud that he could only see the sun in the sky and couldn't perceive the situation, Yuwen Rongtian was secretly buying people's hearts......

Yuwen Rongtian became the crown prince, and he was imprisoned in Yannian Palace.

One night, he secretly ran to find the queen mother, and he wanted to ask her why things were the way they are today. But when he arrived at Huayang Palace, he saw his mother hanging on the beam, and she had been dead for several days......

Then the situation took a turn for the worse, Yuwen Rongtian took advantage of his father's declining health, and actually found an excuse to expel him from Tianluan City, and sent people to assassinate him all the way.

Fortunately, the killer had received his favor and let him go. But since then he has been in exile and has suffered a lot. In order to take revenge, he joined the Fengxian Sect, and from a pampered prince to an inconspicuous little person, he was bullied every day and accompanied by a smiling face.

In order to improve his skills quickly, in order to gain the trust of the sect leader, he did not hesitate to become his "test boy", practicing the exercises passed down from nowhere to go, and as a result, he had to suffer the torture of destroying his liver and gallbladder on the night of the fifteenth day of every month, and the only gain was that his skills really increased greatly. So the first thing he did after succeeding was to kill the white-haired old monster with chicken skin with one palm and become the new leader of the Fengxian Sect.

Whoever refuses to accept will be killed.

At that moment, he fully experienced the taste of being high, and the bloody aura stimulated the desire for revenge.

Today he is the head of a religion, and the Ming Dynasty ...... Yuwen Rongday, even if you ascend to the throne now, I have the ability to trample you under my feet! You...... It was supposed to look up to me......

So, he offered the woman he loved the most......

But Yuwen Rongtian refused to die, and Chu Yu betrayed him again!

Why is everyone on his side? What's so good about him?

Unwilling!