Jing Beihan, dressed in a simple military robe, stood on the walls of Kyoto, his eyes solemn, looking at the countless troops below, these are the soldiers who followed them all the way from Quanzhou Island to Kyoto.

His eyes were full of gratitude to them, these brave people, with their lives and blood, in exchange for peace and tranquility in this area.

He picked up the wine glass in his hand and raised it towards those heroic warriors, his voice calm and powerful: "Brothers, you have worked hard. ”

His words provoked an enthusiastic response in the army, and the soldiers raised their glasses and drank them, their eyes full of admiration and blood.

Jing Beihan raised his glass again, and his voice was loud: "For a new beginning, for our future, cheers!" ”

The audience resounded with earth-shattering cheers, and the soldiers raised their glasses to celebrate their victory and their new beginning.

The joy and excitement of the soldiers lit up the whole of Kyoto like a burning fire.

Located in the deepest part of the Forbidden City, the Emperor's Residence is a grand and ornate palace.

Its main hall is resplendent and brightly painted, and various rare treasures are placed in the hall, symbolizing royal glory and power.

However, the palace at this moment seems to be extremely lonely, and the ornate carvings and paintings cannot hide the desolation and dead silence in it.

Jing Beihan and Zuo Xingyan walked into the palace, but found that the emperor was already a human being, lying on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and he knew at a glance that he had reached the end of his life.

His eyes were blank, his breathing was weak, and each breath seemed as if he was fighting against death.

The Emperor's illness was so serious that it was distressing, and his emaciated body was like a dying island, and people couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

The air in the dormitory was filled with a dull sadness, and the originally lively court was now left with only a dying emperor and his two guards.

The exquisite dragon chair and the magnificent palace all seemed so weak and small at this moment, like an intricately decorated empty shell, unable to hide the emptiness and sorrow inside.

Jing Beihan walked to the bed, he looked at the terminally ill emperor in front of him, his eyes revealed doubts and accusations. He took a deep breath, then asked in a low voice, "Do you remember the first prince?" Do you remember how he died? ”

When the emperor heard this, his body trembled slightly, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion and fear.

He weakly replied, "He... He died of illness. ”

Jing Beihan chuckled, and the anger in his eyes was even worse, "Sickness? He repeated the Emperor's words, "That's what you told the world, but we all know it's not the truth. You killed your own brother, my father. ”

A hint of fear flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he coughed with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "I... I didn't.... ”

Jing Beihan stared at him fiercely, and his voice was cold: "Then why did you frame me, cause me to be displaced, and suffer from human suffering?" ”

The emperor looked at Jing Beihan, his face was expressionless, and blood spilled from his lips, but he didn't say any more words.

Jing Beihan quietly looked at the emperor on the bed, and the once majestic and solemn face had now become extremely peaceful.

He held his breath, grief and relaxation swelling in his chest, like waves after the ebb tide, although they had settled, they swelled deep ripples in his heart.

He held the emperor's slightly cool hand, and his delicate skin seemed to still feel the last trace of heat in his life.

The stories of father and son, the throne, betrayal and redemption all disappeared in this moment.

He reached out and gently closed the eyes for the Emperor that could no longer be opened.

At that moment, he seemed to see the pain, anxiety, and pursuit of the emperor dissipate in the air, leaving only a peaceful silence.

Zuo Xingyan stood quietly beside him, the moonlight shining on her face through the tall window, adding a deep and quiet glow to her eyes.

She knew that Jing Beihan at this moment needed comfort and strength.

"Jing Beihan," she whispered, her words full of support and understanding, "you have done a good job, and this is the result that your father and the people of the world are looking forward to." We still have a lot to do. Although the world has just been settled, we must not let our guard down. ”

Jing Beihan turned his head to look at Zuo Xingyan, her calm and firm gaze was like a star, illuminating his way forward.

He grabbed her hand, a determined glint in his eyes, "Yes, we still have a lot to do. I want to restore stability to this country and let the people live in peace. Moreover, I will also use all my strength to protect this country and you. ”

"Yan'er, will you be my queen?" Jing Beihan's voice was sincere and infectious.

Zuo Xingyan stared at his deep eyes, only feeling that he was about to fall into it.

All the way from Quanzhou, the relationship between the two grew unconsciously.

They experienced life and death together, faced difficulties together, and all these experiences made Zuo Xingyan forget what he wanted at the beginning.

Now she is really in love with Jing Beihan and can't do without him.

She was willing to accompany him to that position, willing to be by his side all the time.

Zuo Xingyan nodded: "I am willing." ”

The two hugged each other tightly under the moonlight, telling each other their love.

The enthronement ceremony was soon approaching.

In a quiet and solemn atmosphere, Jing Beihan slowly climbed onto the dragon chair.

At this moment, every inch of the stone bricks of the palace seems to be silently witnessing the change of history.

The eunuchs bowed their heads and stood respectfully, the palace people lowered their eyes and saluted, and the solemn Taihe Hall seemed to be waiting for the birth of the new emperor.

Jing Beihan was dressed in a golden-colored dragon robe, his wide sleeves fluttering slightly in the breeze, his shoulders were broad and powerful, his eyes were firm, and his expression was calm and decisive.

His hand rested on the armrest of the golden dragon's head, as if the whole world was under his control.

Jing Beihan stretched out his hand and led Zuo Xingyan to his side.

Dressed in a gorgeous phoenix crown, she walked up the steps gently, her face calm, her eyes shining with intelligence and tenacity.

She stood by Jing Beihan's side and became his strongest support, her existence is not only the queen, but also an indispensable partner in Jing Beihan's heart.

The courtiers knelt down one after another, shouting the name of the new emperor, "Long live, long live, long live." Their voices echoed through the temple and struck a chord with the hearts of the people.

Jing Beihan and Zuo Xingyan will jointly lead the country to new glory.

Jing Beihan soon sent someone to take the Jing family who were far away in Quanzhou to Kyoto, and at the same time, Sun Feng also entered Kyoto to receive a reward.

Jing Zhong and the others walked into the palace and saw Jing Beihan on the dragon chair. Their eyes were full of pride and emotion, and the complex emotions in their hearts were indescribable.