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"The outcome has been decided, is the imperial brother still obsessed?"

Yi Huaiyu walked in with his hands in his hands, behind him were hundreds of Praetorian Guards with knives and guns, and the entire East Palace was surrounded without leakage, and the prince was undoubtedly a turtle in the urn. 173

"Obsessed? Who is obsessed? The prince, who was still crazy a moment ago, suddenly calmed down, and his tone was indifferent and full of mockery, "Yi Huaiyu, what do you think you are a good thing?" Seeking power and usurping the throne in vain to become the emperor, even if you become the emperor, what if you become the emperor? Future generations will still scold you for being a wolf and a reckless soldier! I'm incompetent, but at least I didn't let the country spread and the people were displaced, what about you? Ask yourself, how many people are buried in the battlefield because of your so-called merits? You are the emperor, I don't accept it! ”

"Winning or losing, winning is winning, as far as I am concerned, you are already a lonely ghost, and you don't need to surrender at all."

The prince smiled dumbly, with a sudden despair.

There is only one country, and the emperor cannot be two people at the same time, and each person has a different view of the society and the great cause of the family and the country. He thinks that Yi Huaiyu is too radical and will only lead to war, so how can his own ideas be wrong? He made the mistake of choosing the wrong opponent, treating a man who was ruthless in his bones as an enemy, and now seeing that man enjoying victory with a blank face, it seems that he has never taken him seriously.

What's the point of struggling now?

On weekdays, the long sword that is only used as an accessory emits a demonic light, and with a slight flick, the blood beads drip down, but it does not pollute the sword body at all. With a long sigh across the sword, the prince looked down slightly at his wife with a serene face in his arm, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Ah Juan, it's time to go on the road." ”

"Hmm."

The big red xia veil was worn when she married the prince, with gold silk and brocade, and the pearl and jade jingling, how many women were jealous and jealous at that time? Not anymore. The crown princess lifted her sideburns, and her happy and satisfied expression looked extremely strange under the tense atmosphere, but it was so beautiful and graceful that it made people sigh.

Then a touch of blood covered the smile, and in the exclamation, the prince killed himself neatly, not waiting for the corpse to land, and the princess also committed suicide with a sword, intertwining her fingers and not letting go, leaving only a pool of red blood and the bones that hugged each other.

Yi Huaiyu closed his eyes in silence for a long time, and slowly raised his hand.

"The order went down, the prince fell ill violently, and the princess died."

"Huaiyu, Huaiyu! I know it's wrong, I'm sorry for you, you save me! Help, save me! I don't want to die! Xu witnessed the prince being frightened by himself, or the blood splattered on his body and face mixed with too strong a breath of death, the emperor, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly began to be anxious and panicked, dragging his bleeding injured leg to Yi Huaiyu's feet, tightly pleading with the corners of his clothes.

When the king loses the throne of the scepter, but the pig and the dog are pitiful and pathetic.

Taking a deep breath, Yi Huaiyu collected a trace of compassion in his eyes, and replaced it with his usual cold and calm: "My father is the king of a country, how could my son watch my father die?" Don't worry, someone has been sent to pass on the imperial doctor, and my father's slight injury will not be killed. ”

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, holding his injured leg and wailing, Yi Huaiyu was too lazy to pay attention to it, calmly ordered the rest of the things, and when everyone performed their duties and operated, there was a cry from the hall.

So Yi Huaiyu remembered that there was still a small life in the hall.

"Your Highness?" Occasionally, Sui Liang, who was arranging the Praetorian Guard Camp outside the door, turned around by chance, and saw Yi Huaiyu walking step by step towards the corner crescent table, following with a puzzled gaze, and gasping when he saw the swaddling clothes on the table—he hadn't noticed that the prince's child was still there.

How many times did the prince try to kill Yi Huaiyu openly and secretly, they all knew those traps and tricks, originally Yi Huaiyu was just disgusted with the prince before, but since Sima Dolan almost died in the fire not long ago, Yi Huaiyu has more hatred for the prince. Although even Suiliang understands that those who intend to become emperors should not have too much mercy, but the child is innocent after all, he doesn't want to see the prince's only bloodline cut off, and he doesn't want Yi Huaiyu's hands to be stained with innocent blood and carry more sins.

It's just that he is the lord and he is the minister, is he really qualified and capable of stopping Yi Huaiyu's decision?

After hesitating and hesitating, Yi Huaiyu had already walked to the table and looked down at the baby whose little hands kept waving.

Yi Chen...... Warm? Glancing at the eyebrows, he gently picked up the longevity lock and saw the inscription on it, his eyes stayed for a moment and then put it down, Yi Huaiyu looked at the little guy curiously.

The faint eyebrows, clear eyes, dark pupils, and the struggling little hands and feet are white and thick, indescribably cute.

Probably hungry or cold, the little guy cried loudly and confidently, not knowing that the parents who gave birth to him were no longer alive. The inexplicable feeling made Yi Huaiyu reach out and want to wipe away the transparent tears on the little guy's pink cheeks, but just after touching the soft face, the little guy unexpectedly grabbed his fingers.

At that moment, miraculously, the little guy actually burst into tears and laughed.

This is a child, born with spotless purity, no hatred, no resentment, even the sea of blood and hatred can be tolerated happily, as clean as the sky and white clouds.

Are his children with Su Shiyun and Sima Tulan so lovely?

Yi Huaiyu made an astonishing move in front of everyone, and he clumsily picked up the giggling child with Jin Ge Iron Horse, with a gentle smile on his face that he didn't even notice, and dotingly shook his arms as a cradle.

"Xuan'er is good...... Come on, go find a nurse! Just go! ”

The people present stood in a daze for a long time, until Yi Huaiyu lowered his face and shouted, and then hurriedly went around to find the nurse, and occasionally sent the others away, and also followed Yi Huaiyu into the main hall.

"I thought His Highness would cut down the grass and eradicate the roots."

"How?" Yi Huaiyu was quite surprised, his eyes were full of incredulity, "You see how sultry this little guy is, can you bear to do it?" ”

"That's compassion, isn't it? It shouldn't be, but it has to be - hey, smiled! Oh, look at Your Highness, you look very similar to Your Highness when you laugh! ”

"Well, the eyes are similar, after all, there is blood in it."

"This eyebrow...... I'm afraid that when I grow up, I will be three points more handsome than His Highness, and then Your Highness should not be jealous. ”

Inside the main hall, two clumsy men teased the child, and the sound of giggles spread outside the hall. The hazy sky is clearing, as if to celebrate the beginning of a new dynasty, and in the distance, a gloomy rain cloud is accumulating in the distance, and the first heavy rain of the year in the imperial capital is coming.

At night, Xiguang Palace.

"Mrs. Su, drink this cup of ginseng tea and go to sleep, His Royal Highness sent someone to spread the word that he will probably not be back until tomorrow." The old palace maid respectfully served ginseng tea, and her kind smile made the drizzly night much warmer, "I'm going to see Shizi, it's cold on a rainy day, and I should add a bed and a small mattress to Shizi." ”

"There's Aunt Law." Su Shiyun couldn't hold back her spirits because of something in her heart, so she barely smiled and passed by.

The old palace maid nodded in response, turned around and went to the compartment to look at Yi Chensi, and the moment she closed the door, a touch of coldness flashed in her eyes.

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