The skull...... Still staring at a pair of eyes!

At the moment before he died, he was in a state of extreme panic and shock, and his head was directly cut off in the next second.

The bowl-sized scar on the neck neatly shows that the person who started the attack was fast and ruthless, with a sharp blade, without the slightest hesitation.

There was a faint smell of foul odor......

Jeruoron's eyes were bigger than the head!

He had thought that the rebel would at most imprison Timu Khan as a threat to him.

But he never expected that this would be a direct beheading!

And without the slightest hesitation, he has been planning for a long time, this is to ......

This is going to be the fuck!!

The king of Bian Liao was so angry that he didn't take a breath, he spat blood directly from his mouth and sprayed it on the already bloody head.

The old eunuch was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward, but he pushed him away.

Yelu Oriren covered his heart with his hands and glared angrily at the child under the nine-story stage, who made him look both familiar and strange.

"You've got it figured?"

The words 'seeking to usurp the throne' are too heavy for Yelu Orolun to say.

He was afraid that if he spoke, there would be no room for change between father and son.

This is not the first time that Jerod Orien has vomited blood.

It's just that in just a few days, he didn't have a single white hair, and the green silk has turned white.

The corners of his lips were still bleeding, and his hands were propped up on the armrests carved with the wolf's head, trembling terribly.

Looks like a poor old man.

This man, Jereh has been loyal for more than ten years.

No, it shouldn't be said more than twenty years.

For as long as he can remember, his father has been like a mountain in his heart, heroic and indestructible.

He trusted him and was willing to give his life to him and to this country.

But in the end, what did you get back?

His king, his father, not only wanted to take the talisman from his hand, but also wanted his life!

Yelulie raised his eyes and looked at the pitiful-looking old man, knowing in his heart that he already knew the answer, but he still wanted to hear the truest answer from his mouth.

After all, the secret decree that Timu Khan received, Yelulie had already seen it, and the charges he gave himself looked ridiculous.

But in the secret decree, it is indeed stated that don't hurt him.

Yelulie also wanted to believe that his father, who was loyal to him, was just jealous of him and just wanted to seize power.

But Timu Khan broke into the general's mansion at night, did he really not know?

Jereh wanted an answer so badly.

"That night, Timukhan ......"

"I don't know! I don't know! Timukhan disobeyed the holy decree, and he took matters into his own hands......"

As soon as he heard him mention that night, Yelu Oren's hair stood on end.

All of a sudden, there was chaos.

But in the middle of speaking, he closed his mouth.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the rebel had not said what Timu Khan had done, how could he not confess himself?

Timukhan anxiously explained, "The widow only learned about it later! ”

Yereel stared at his eyes, and finally slowly lowered.

A heart suddenly became cold, and he was so cold that his whole body was cold.

How can you blame Nuan Nuan for always saying that he is stupid and loyal and filial?

He's such a dull idiot!

At this time, I still want to listen to his nonsense! Thinking that he is a father, how can he be willing to kill his son?

You must know that at that time, he was already a cripple, a paralyzed man who did not pose any threat to him!

He never visited his home.

Yelulie still remembered that the news of the regent of the Great Xia Kingdom being injured reached the palace, and that was the first time he visited the general's palace.

But he became a cripple, and the good father sent only a little eunuch to casually offer a few words of condolence and give some useless things.

This is the king that he Jereh desperately wants to protect......

Father......

When he raised his head again, the trace of residual warmth in his eyes finally cooled.

Crisp applause echoed unhurriedly in the hall.

"The king's play, sung well and beautifully, I almost believed it."

"What a megalomaniacal thief! Your wolf ambitions, who doesn't know about the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty? He dared to lead troops to break into the palace in the early dynasty!

The old man only hates that he couldn't get you down earlier! Are you worthy of the king's love for his son and his love for talent?

Are you worthy of the people who trust you and rely on you?

Are you worthy of the Emperor and give you the only death-free gold medal?! ”

Before Yelulie could finish speaking, an old man's voice of gritting teeth came from behind him.

He turned around and saw that it was the emperor.

The ministers of the court, within a few words of his conversation with the king, had automatically divided into two teams.

One team was headed by the imperial division, and the other team was headed by most of the military generals in the court.

The only one who was still standing still was Prime Minister Ba.

His eyes were closed, and he looked like an old god was there, unaffected by this incident, as if he was asleep.

Yelulie's gaze glanced at the team where the emperor was.

Just a casual glance, the ministers behind the emperor hurriedly lowered their heads, looking trembling.

The Wenchen, who originally wanted to help the emperor reprimand Yelulie together, also closed their mouths.

Yereh didn't care about the reaction of these people.

His gaze still swept over the emperor's team.

Then, his eyes met the emperor, and he looked back at the flustered King of Bianliao.

"Procrastinating?"

As soon as he asked casually, he saw that the king of Bian Liao was obviously panicked.

The emperor is a little better, and he can still scold, "Shameless anti-thief!" Aren't you going to war? Then wait for General Fuyuan's squad to return to the dynasty! The old man wants to see how capable you are a yellow-mouthed child! ”

General Fuyuan, stationed in Liaodong City, the easternmost part of Border Liao, defended this and that side of the land.

At the same time, General Fuyuan is also the elder brother of the queen of the dynasty, and when he fought on the battlefield with the king of Bianliao, he even followed the king of Bianliao in the incident.

After the change of dynasty, these brothers, who were once in the same trench, turned against each other.

General Fuyuan is so ambitious, he thinks that he will personally help the king of Bian Liao to the throne, and he is under one person and above ten thousand people.

Relying on being a few years older than the king of Bian Liao, his sister was named the queen by him again, and he favored the six palaces, so he began to point fingers at the king of Bian Liao.

Even above the court, refuting the king of Bian Liao is not soft-mouthed.

It turns out that some people can share the sorrows, but they cannot share the joys.

Just three years after King Bian Liao succeeded to the throne, he completely broke away from General Fuyuan.

There happened to be a war in Liaodong, and the king of Bian Liao finally sent General Fuyuan away under the pretense of conquest.

But the war was over, but General Fuyuan couldn't come back.

The king of Bian Liao added officials to the general of Fuyuan, and even gave him a fief to be the vassal king of one side.

He refused to give an edict to let him return to the royal city.

For more than 20 years, General Fuyuan would write several letters every year, trying to evoke the friendship between the two back then.

But the luck of the king of Bian Liao was also excellent, and as soon as General Fuyuan left, Tiemu Khan came up......

(End of chapter)