Time, space, at this moment, seemed to be frozen.

The old emperor closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still frozen with a smile of relief.

Wang Fugui's face was expressionless, but he was extremely flustered in his heart.

What am I doing?

Am I killing kings?

Am I killing my father?

Why should I do this?

Why do you want to be such a rebel and thief?

Did he force me?

Yes, he forced me.

But...... If I don't want to, what's the use of him pushing me again?

Wang Fugui pulled out the soft sword, looked at the remaining blood stains on the sword, and trembled slightly.

He can't deceive his heart, he is a murderer of his father and king...... Thief!

After all, has it come to this point?

Wang Fugui closed his eyes in pain.

From the very beginning, he formed the Rich Chamber of Commerce and encircled the world's masters, not only for self-preservation, but also for the day in the future, when things cannot be done, and there can be force to rebel and claim the emperor, and the emperor is stabbed.

But later, as he gradually got better and became more and more powerful, he put this idea behind him.

This time, his original plan was to force the palace, abolish the crown prince, and re-establish himself as the crown prince, and then force his father to abdicate and succeed to the throne justifiably.

Even if he doesn't force his father to abdicate, he can also elevate the emperor and control the palace, the emperor's life is short, he can wait for a while longer, and after the emperor dies, he will succeed to the throne.

He can wait.

But now, he did the most unexpected thing and killed his father with his own hands.

Wang Fugui took a deep breath and sorted out his mood.

He took his sword and turned his head to look at the prince, who was kneeling on the ground.

The prince raised his head and looked at him tremblingly, at the blood on his face, at the blood-quenching sword in his hand.

His eyes were full of fear, and he felt that in the next second, the opponent's sword would slash into his neck.

However, Wang Fugui took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood on the sword, wiped the blood off his face, and tied the soft sword back to his waist.

"Brother Huang, stand up."

Wang Fugui said coldly.

The prince knelt on the ground, his whole body limp, and looked at the other man's eyes as if he were looking at a monster.

The person in front of him is not the sixth brother he is familiar with, not the little brother who used to be in front of him, because he was naughty and did not endorse, he gently touched the top of his head and admonished.

It's a beast that can swallow him in one bite and eat him alive.

He is still afraid, but the object of fear has changed from his father to the sixth brother in front of him.

At this moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and his sixth brother.

The sixth brother was born to be the emperor's material, and he is just a weak coward, a clown who is crowned by a monkey.

In the face of his father, he could only kneel and tremble, but the sixth brother dared to cross his eyebrows and scold him, and scolded loudly.

The father wanted the two brothers to kill the father himself, he would only be afraid and beg for mercy, but the sixth brother dared to draw his sword and stab directly.

The gap is too big.

At this moment, the prince suddenly laughed, laughing wildly, and the laughter was full of relief.

Finally...... Finally, I don't have to fight anymore.

Finally, I don't have to bear the pressure of my father anymore.

Finally, there was no need to worry about the Brotherhood stealing his place.

"Hahahaha......"

The prince cried and laughed, for the first time in his life, so wanton, so relaxed.

Wang Fugui walked to the holy decree, picked up the holy decree that beheaded him, opened it, confirmed that it was correct, and threw it directly into the charcoal basin.

In the room, there was a foul smell of burning cloth.

Wang Fugui took the other two holy decrees, walked up to the prince, and said coldly,

"Brother Huang, you have to sing with me after this scene, do what I say, and do what you have to do."

The prince looked up at him and said with a wry smile,

"After I finish singing with you, will you let me live?"

"I don't want to kill you, but someone wants you to die, Marshal Yue's revenge back then, I can't help but revenge, Nian An will kill you with his own hands.

However, if you cooperate with me and finish singing, I will give your son Wang Ye a fief, so that your family will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, and enjoy peace and tranquility.

Otherwise...... Slaughter all over the house."

The prince raised his head, looked at the sixth brother in front of him with complicated eyes, and suddenly smiled.

He moved his body, knelt down to the six princes, kowtowed,

"Sinner...... Wang Zhen, meet ...... Your Majesty!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the door of the dormitory opened.

Wang Hao, the sixth prince, walked out, still holding two holy decrees in his hands.

Behind him is the lost prince.

Seeing this scene, the commander of the Forbidden Guard, Lu Shan, said in a loud voice,

"Your Majesty has an order, and the first prince to walk out of the palace is ...... Okawa Shin-kun."

"Commander of the Forbidden Guard, Lu Shan, meet Your Majesty!"

Lu Shan's kneeling on one knee, and hundreds of guards behind him knelt on the ground in unison.

"Meet Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

On both sides, several palace maids walked out, holding dragon robes and crown jade belts, and walked towards the six princes.

They put the dragon robe on his body.

And put the crown on his head.

He tied the jade belt around his waist.

After putting it on, Wang Fugui, expressionless, walked outside.

The prince followed step by step.

The shadow glanced at him expressionlessly, then clasped his palms, and then flashed and came to the dormitory.

He gave the emperor, stitched up the wound, put on new clothes, and put it on the bed.

The new monarch ascends the throne without the slightest stain.

The sixth prince held the holy decree, his face was pale, and his eyes were complicated.

Anyone can see that now, there is something fragile and sensitive in his heart.

Seeing this, Nian'an frowned distressedly, and was about to help him.

However, in the next second, Wang Fugui walked in front of Han Yun and put one hand on Han Yun's shoulder.

"Dog thief, hold me."

Han Yun lifted his shoulders so that he would not fall.

Nian An looked at this scene, frowning, and his eyes became a little strange.

At this moment when he needed to rely on the most, this man, the first thing that came to mind, was not her wife, this princess, but another man.

Wang Fugui's face finally regained some blood.

He knew that countless people outside didn't know what was going on inside.

Except for Han Yun...

Han Yun must have been paying attention to the situation inside.

Therefore, Han Yun also understands his mood best at this time.

"Dog thief, I'm emperor."

"When I first met you, what I said was finally done."

Han Yun smiled, patted him on the back, and said with a smile,

"Stand up straight, don't let down your father's expectations of you."

"Expectation? Hehe, I'm the emperor, not for him."

Wang Fugui straightened his waist, turned around, looked at the prince, and then handed the two holy decrees in his hands to the other party.

"Crown prince, the emperor's edict will be read by you."

"Sinner, obey."

The crown prince took the decree and bowed slightly.