The crowd urged.

Feng went to look at Li Zhao quickly, Feng Zheng showed a longing gaze, Ying Zheng was already unstable, his staggering body couldn't stand it, and he sat on the seat softly, the corners of his mouth squirming.

"Rebel, do you really want to resist the order? Can you know the consequences of the rebellion? ”

Shang Xin hurriedly stepped forward and pleaded: "Yes, Gongzi Zhao, Your Majesty has just appointed you as the crown prince, you need to be an example, don't act rashly." ”

"For the health of Your Majesty, for my Great Qin, please thank Gongzi Zhao for his will."

Feng Qujian took a step forward and said solemnly.

Feng Zheng also stepped forward, "Please thank Gongzi Zhao for his will!" Don't let down Your Majesty's hard work. ”

The three princes and nine kings all stepped forward, "Please thank Gongzi Zhao for his will!" ”

This is the urging and persecution that goes deep into the soul.

Li Zhao frowned, his eyes swept over everyone, the eager gaze, the eager look, and the style of serving the country all lingered in front of him.

Your Majesty is so angry at this moment that his life has come to the end, and Zhangtai Palace has changed, Xianyang is in danger, if something happens to His Majesty, the country will be in danger, and the situation will be out of control.

But, can he accept it?

His heart can no longer accommodate any woman, and he reluctantly accepts that he will harm such a woman, he is not a ruthless person, and sometimes he is very compassionate, but he can't hurt a person for no reason, and he can't push an innocent woman into the abyss for personal reasons.

If the country is in danger, he will be obliged to save, even if he pays with his life, but how to redeem a woman by hurting will only destroy the woman and make him fall into endless self-blame.

"Xiaobai, if we break up one day, will you still come to me?"

"I won't, because I'm not going to break up with you."

"There are no ifs, unless I'm dead."

"Don't talk nonsense, but, if you die, I won't survive, I will pray to Heaven to let us meet again, even if not in this troublesome world"

A scene from his previous life came to mind again, Li Zhao stood motionless, his eyes became dazed, and it seemed that the song resurfaced in his mind:

If you see each other, wait for you, across three thousand years, after all the bitterness, in fact, I still want to meet, wandering with the shadow to dream true.

"Waiting for you, across three thousand years, do I have to wait? You tell me? ”

His expression was scattered, and his eyes were full of indescribable sorrow.

Spanning 2,000 years, he waited for 2,000 years, she, embedded in his heart for 2,000 years, two thousand years of waiting, how can he occupy his heart.

At this moment, Li Zhao's heart is struggling, this is no longer an ordinary marriage choice, but the struggle of the country, the choice of the country's fortunes, the face of life and death, such as resisting the will, what will happen to him, what will happen to the country, what will happen to the country, he can guess.

But will he accept it?

"Mo, if we had an afterlife, would you still love me? Even if we. Can't be together. ”

"Xiaobai, it will, it will."

"Remember that time? That's how you blocked that sword for me, and at this moment, I'm willing to block the sword for you. ”

"Remember? In that car accident, if it weren't for you, maybe it was me who died, you are willing to die for me, why can't I block the sword for you. ”

"Yin Yan. No one can work against you. In the previous life, you died for me, and in this life, it is my turn."

Every moment of struggle brought out the hidden attachment and calling, forcing his heart not to face it.

The sword stabbed you, ah! A woman stood for him, and she fell in a pool of blood; In order to find him, the woman went deep into the Afang Palace; In order not to bother him, the woman resolutely chose to go to the top of the snowy mountain.

What kind of affection is this, can he accept other women? Can't, he can't, yes, he can't accept it, there is only one person in his heart, and the entry of any one person is a blasphemy against her.

"No, I can't, I can't accept it."

Li Zhao's face was extremely struggling, and he turned around suddenly, poofed, knelt down, and roared loudly.

Kneeling to the sky, kneeling to the ground, kneeling to his parents, at this moment, he knelt, no matter whether the person in front of him was the emperor or the father.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for not accepting it, please take back your order."

changed his title, from his father to His Majesty, he knew what this change, this resistance, meant, meant, but he did not regret it.

"You, you"

Ying Zheng spit out in one breath, no longer bleeding from the corner of his mouth, no longer oozing out slowly, but gushing out in a big mouth, blood, staining his sleeves red.

"Rebel son, rebel son" The voice became very weak, pointing at Li Zhao, his eyes staring straight at him, it was a kind of disappointment from the father to the son, and the anger of the emperor to the minister.

"Please take care of your father's body, Zhao Xin has a belonging, and he can't tolerate other women, even if he dies."

These words are sonorous and forceful, and they are so resolute.

At this moment, Sangong Jiuqing sighed, Feng Quji and Feng Zheng shook their heads deeply, and Shang Xin was sandwiched in the middle like a marionette, his body kept swinging.

He didn't know what to do.

Not far away, the man who seemed to be ten times older saw this scene, and when he heard this, his heart couldn't help but darken, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to slowly crawl all over his face at that moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

That sentence echoed in my heart.

"Zhaoxin has belonging, already. There is no room for other women, even if they die. ”

Streaming down!

He blew his nose, his old eyes were soaked, and suddenly, he resolutely stood up.

"My Li family's son-infatuation is like this, your father is like this, you are like this, Zhao'er, since you choose so, your uncle will fulfill you."

"You are the future of the Li family, you can't die, but uncle can!"

Wiping the moist corners of his eyes, his body staggered to the ground, and the bleak figure, under the illumination of the light, pulled a long shadow and gradually approached.

Offstage.

"Childe, please think again."

In the end, Shang Xin held back a sentence.

"Childe, please think twice!" The officials echoed in unison.

But Li Zhao knelt there, did not get up or speak, and everyone could see his resoluteness and unyielding.

"Why?"

Shiya, who stood there and no one cared about her, had tears in her eyes at some point, and she looked at Li Zhao with resentment, the one who rejected her in public.

"Why don't you respect the emperor's orders? Isn't Shiya so out of your sight? Shiya: That's a little bit worse? ”

"Even if you have other women in your heart, Shiya is still willing to be your woman, Shiya doesn't care about sharing you with other women, does Childe know?"

The woman is reserved, at this moment, she no longer cares about being reserved, she has lost that shyness, and resolutely expresses her thoughts.

Her eyes were full of expectation, and she hoped that Li Zhao would change her original intention.

Feng Zai knew that his daughter was emotional, so he was emotional when he saw him.

He understands his daughter, no matter how he comes from, he can't move his heart, but at this moment, he is moving for one person, how rare it is, but what he ushered in was rejection.

Tears flowed.

"Childe, Shiya can also treat you like that woman, and even die for you."

This is the most affectionate confession, just as she likes affectionate people.

But Li Zhao was not touched, his heart was so resolute.

Looking back, there was pity in his eyes, too much was still sorry, and he couldn't bear to say: "Miss, I'm sorry for you." ”

Just one sentence to say what he meant.

Shiya's body retreated, her delicate face turned pale for a while, and tears still continued.

"Why, am I so unbearable?"

"I'm sorry!"

Li Zhao still had no other words.

Shiya's tears crawled all over her face, she turned her head leisurely, faced her father and grandfather, and said, "Grandpa, father, don't embarrass the son anymore, Shiya. understands, Shiya is not worthy of a son. ”

Bowing down, slowly pacing, and walking outward, the figure was so scattered and helpless.

She couldn't bear to be tortured any longer.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng, who was weak, could no longer suppress his anger, stood up with difficulty, and pointed at Li Zhao and spoke fiercely at the ministers.

"Gongzi Yingzhao has no king's law, and his heart has no father's words, come to someone, take it down, cut his crown prince, and distribute it to South Vietnam."

Cutting its crown prince, a prince who was cut off just after being made the crown prince, is so rare in history.

Dispatch South Vietnam? The Savage Land of South Vietnam? You must know that South Vietnam at this moment is a barbaric land, miasma is everywhere, if you enter it, it is difficult to protect your life, and the road is far away, and it is easy to hate on the road if you don't get it right.

This is not the highest punishment, but the most tragic capital punishment, if it were other princes, I am afraid that they would go crazy, but Li Zhao did not, let alone say a word, silently bowed and bowed.

In order to refuse this sudden marriage contract, he was willing to accept the death penalty.

"You" was originally the words of Yingzheng's atmosphere, but he didn't expect such a son to be so unsuccessful, even if he was weak, he kicked out hard and kicked Li Zhao to the ground.

"Son of a! Come here, quickly arrest it, Shang Xin, plan to advertise the world, just treat me as if I don't have this son. ”

It was the father's wrath that completely exploded.

"No!"

Shang Xin had no choice but to promise.

Everyone shook their heads, it was originally a festive event, a perfect marriage, but it ended like this, many people lowered their heads and couldn't bear to say more.

But at this moment, a person stumbled over, breaking the silence and crampedness in front of the stage.

"Your Majesty, wait!"

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