In front of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, Qingtian has been kneeling for almost four days, the ministers and the queen of heaven are all begging for mercy with the heavenly monarch, and the women of Yongzheng Palace are crying and chattering in front of Qingtian like a marquee, which makes him feel annoyed, and he often closes his eyes and ears, and ignores everything.

Qingtian closed his eyes and stubbornly knelt upright, the pain in his knees was unbearable, but what hurt him the most was his father's words "The little scholar is dead".

Could it be that Xiao Wu is really dead?

Jun has no jokes, can his father lie? After looking for sixty years, there is no trace, what else can it be if he is not dead? Qing Tian's heart is like a knife, and for the first time, he has to start accepting the reality that Xiao Wu may have died.

The fresh life that has not yet opened has disappeared without a trace, and the delicate girl who has accompanied her for a hundred years can never come back, and the scenes of getting along are still in front of you...... Qingtian really can't bear it, the cruel reality that Xiao Wu is dead,

Under the night sky, with tears in his eyes, his hands pounded the ground in pain, and his throat let out the most desperate whisper in his heart.

"No! I don't believe it...... Don't believe it!".

"Yo, Brother Prince doesn't believe anything?...... Hehe, do you believe that little scholar is dead? or don't believe it...... You're going to be deposed?".

His Royal Highness Chang Yu just came out of the concubine's bedroom, today his mother and son were in a good mood, and they celebrated with a banquet, Chang Yu drank a lot of wine, he especially wanted to come and see, he had been pressing his own Qingtian in all aspects, how embarrassed he was at this moment.

Qing Tian scolded with a dark face, "Bold! you dare to ...... to Benjun."

Chang Yu lowered his face, tilted his chin, and immediately interrupted Qingtian, and said contemptuously: "Come on......! But ah, if you want to play, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Chang Yu was full of wine, circled around Qingtian, caught a glimpse of tears on his face, squatted down and said in a weird manner: "Yo, the prince's brother is crying?...... Definitely not, it's for that cheap maid, then, why are you crying?...... Oh, it must be crying...... His position as the crown prince is not guaranteed...... Alas, who can blame?...... Blame yourself for not opening your eyes and hurting your father's heart. What's more, you have to blame for not knowing the current affairs and not seeing the situation clearly...... If you let Xian early, why would you attract this humiliation of slapping your face in public...... You say, did you bring this on yourself?...... Hmph, my father has been completely disappointed in you, so you just wait...... Be distributed, hahaha".

Qingtian looked back at Chang Yu in disgust and coldly, and said sharply, "Chang Yu, what are you proud of?...... Even if this monarch is deprived of the crown prince, it will not be your turn...... Don't think that Benjun doesn't know, that day of the decisive battle with the mermaid clan, you deliberately did not inform the mermaid clan of the news that the mermaid clan had surrendered, and also deliberately delayed and intercepted the rescue, resulting in countless casualties on both sides, causing the seven princesses of the mermaid to lose their fragrance and jade, causing the king's life to hang by a thread...... How can a sinister, vicious, and conscience-stricken scourge like you be worthy of the prince of the Heavenly Clan...... Tell you, anyone from the descendants of the heavenly family can inherit this position, but you can't...... As long as you are here, you don't want to succeed!".

Like Xuanyuan, Qingtian did not tell Tianjun about Changyu's deliberate delay in the rescue on the battlefield, because it was really impossible to prove that Changyu did it on purpose, and he could completely justify that he was a mistake in decision-making; in addition, Qingtian wanted to save the face of the Heavenly Family, and could not show the disagreement between his brothers, and was used by someone with a heart; most importantly, he didn't want his elderly father to be distressed, after all, they were all flesh and blood relatives who broke bones and tendons.

After hearing this, Chang Yu's face flashed with a moment of panic, and after stabilizing his emotions, he whispered to Qingtian: "Hehe, it's up to you?...... You're right, I just wanted to see you die that day, and let you get away with it, it's a pity...... You can go up and see what you say, your father is credible?...... I warn you, if you dare to stand in my way again, then you ...... It's just looking for your own death!".

"Hmph, as long as Benjun doesn't die, you Changyu ...... Don't dream about spring and autumn!"

For the sake of power, the brothers went in hostile directions. Although Qing Tian knew that this kind of thing would often happen in the emperor's family, he knew that he knew it, but it really happened to him, and he was still very sad.

In his current state of mind, Qingtian wanted to give up the position of the crown prince, but the morality in his heart reminded him that if he didn't have a successor with good character, he really couldn't let go of Changyu, who was indebted to virtue, otherwise, it would really be a big mess in the world.

"Okay......! Let's wait and see", Chang Yu glared at the kneeling Qingtian viciously, and flicked his sleeves away hatefully.

In order to purify his ears, Qingtian asked Fang Xiang to directly stop the visitors from the two feet around him, and he closed his eyes and turned a blind eye to those fake cries and cries. Qingtian began to understand, why Xiao Wu was unwilling to stay in Yongzheng Palace? Where Xiao Wu didn't want to stay, why was it where he wanted to stay? Who doesn't have a heart that doesn't want to be fetted down? But as a son of the heavenly family, he was born with his own responsibilities and missions, and the meaning of his life is no longer for himself.

The Heavenly Monarch was also overwhelmed by these four days, and he shut himself up in the imperial study, ignoring the various intercessors kneeling outside the palace.

Holding a handkerchief embroidered with daffodils every day, Tianjun sniffed the light fragrance on it, and suddenly felt inexplicably flustered in his heart, so that he was restless.

Tianjun paced in the study, and stopped in front of the candlestick, staring at the candle flame in a daze, remembering the memories that brought Tianjun back to the innocent woman in green.

"Ling Xuan, for your sake, Ben Jun can give up everything...... Can you give Benjun some more time? Benjun is happy with you, I can't do without you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

"No need, thank you for your love...... The fairy already has a place in his heart."

"How can immortals and demons be together?Ling Xuan, you can't be confused...... This gentleman does not allow you to come nonsense, if you dare to go your own way, then ...... You, and your family, are going to ...... All will be punished."

"What does this have to do with my family, how can Tianjun blame others?"

"Hmph! Don't say more, I'll give you another day to think about it...... Ling Xuan, marry Benjun as a side concubine, this is your only choice"

The beautiful voice like a yellow warbler and the tearful and sad eyes were the last memories that Ling Xuan left for the Heavenly Monarch who fell in love. On that day, the delicate and gentle Ling Xuan eloped to the Demon Realm without hesitation, and held a grand wedding on the second day.

The Heavenly Monarch felt that he had lost face and his dignity was disgraced, and he was young and vigorous, and he was furious and ordered millions of heavenly soldiers to conquer the demons.

The Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor suddenly brought news, saying that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was resurrected, and he was afraid that there would be disputes in this world again, and the Heavenly Monarch who had regained his sanity finally gave up sending troops, but the anger in his heart was nowhere to be resolved, and he angrily cut Ling Xuan's immortal book and sent her family, vowing that one day he would kill Fu Shen to shame him.

Time is the medicine.

Tianjun was busy all day long, and the strong love gradually faded away, and after more than 200,000 years, everything that should have been forgotten was almost forgotten, and the love and pain that were pressed in the bottom of his heart were revealed again as Ling Xuan was about to die.

What made Tianjun reminisce about his life was Ling Xuan's smile as bright as the sun, and that smile was beautiful and warmed his life.

Ling Xuan, who was dressed in green, turned her head lightly and smiled, which amazed the time, and even saddened the heart of the Heavenly Monarch like a soul-stirring, and she walked into the sunshine with a smile.

"Ling Xuan, don't go...... Come back, Benjun orders you, come back!"

Tianjun wanted to catch it, but the graceful back gradually melted into the light, and finally disappeared.

"Alas, you are bold enough to disobey your orders."

Tianjun knew that Ling Xuan, the fairy of Lingbo, was gone, and his lifelong love-hate entanglement with her ended like this after all. He looked up at the direction of Ling Xuan's passing, and silently saw off this woman who made him feel pain and made him covet all his life.

"Ling Xuan, go all the way!"

Tianjun locked himself in the imperial study for four days, and closed for four days, and Tianjun said goodbye to the deepest love of his life. Even if he has achieved great cultivation, he can't really open up and let go after all, he just hides it deeper.

Tianjun still willfully did not let Ling Xuan's family go, to see her for the last time, he took revenge on the betrayal of the beloved woman in this way, this did not make him feel the pleasure of revenge, on the contrary, his heart hurt even more, and gave birth to guilt and uneasiness.

Four days later, Tianjun walked out of the imperial study with a depressed expression, and faced all kinds of people kneeling on the ground in front of the palace, and said helplessly: "Get up."

The Heavenly Monarch instantly walked in front of Qingtian and saw that he was still kneeling upright with his eyes closed. Father and son looked at each other, and they both saw each other's exhaustion and desolation.

How could the Heavenly Monarch not understand? A sorrow that could not extricate himself from falling in love, but could not be loved? He sighed and said in a deep voice: "As the crown prince, I don't want to do my best for the common people, but I forget the righteousness for the sake of small love...... Are you convicted?".

Qingtian knew that his father punished him, mainly because he had the intention of giving up the responsibility of the crown prince, and his father said that he would take away his crown prince, but he only wanted to stimulate his anger.

Although Qingtian doesn't value this position, he can't let go of the responsibility he should bear after all. Looking at the lonely and sad old father, Qingtian couldn't bear it, and kowtowed to ask for sin: "Father, the son knows that he is wrong!"

After being silent for a long time, Tianjun hoarsely spoke: "Well, get up and go back to the palace...... Dispose of the backlog of transcripts...... What cannot be decided, report it in time".

"Yes, father, son, obey the order"

Tianjun is satisfied with Qingtian's reflection, Aiko is confused about love for a while, but after all, he still manages to get lost, and he does not let himself down in the end.

The aftermath of the demon queen Ling Xuan, under the auspices of Cheng Lie, was carried out in an orderly manner......

At a very early age, Fu Minghuan built a magnificent and majestic tomb palace for himself and Ling Xuan, and he wanted to be with his lover Ling Xuan in life and death.

The Demon King was like a fool, not eating, sleeping, crying or speaking, he had been by Ling Xuan's body without leaving half a step.

In the end, Fu Minghuan resolutely refused to cover the coffin, stalemate for a whole day, the hour changed and changed, Fu Minghuan completely ignored Cheng Lie's tears, has kowtowed his head to cry persuasion, and also ignored the minister's black pressure to kneel on the ground, that is, he resolutely refused to allow, was forced to be urgent, he would roar and threaten: "I see...... Whoever dares to touch the queen will be killed."

Cheng Lie and Sai Yuan and other important ministers were very worried, the demon king's body and spirit were obviously unable to hold on, and this must be ended as soon as possible, and Cheng Lie could only make a big unfilial act.

In the palace of the imperial mausoleum, Queen Ling Xuan, dressed in a phoenix crown, was lying in a huge sarcophagus as if she was asleep, her beauty was crystal clear and lifelike!

The Demon King Fu Minghuan took Ling Xuan's stiff hand, and looked at her motionlessly, turning a blind eye and turning a deaf ear to Cheng Lie who was kneeling and begging beside him.

Cheng Lie got up with tears, walked behind Fu Minghuan, waved his sleeves to stun the Fu Minghuan, who was about to collapse, he picked up his father and walked outside the underground palace, and ordered sharply: "Cover the coffin...... Seal the tomb!".

When the grief-stricken Fu Minghuan came to his senses, it was already a day later, and when he saw himself lying on the couch, he rushed out madly, he was going to the underground palace to accompany Ling Xuan, and he must not leave her alone there.

Cheng Lie's face was full of pain, knelt at the feet of Fu Minghuo, pulled the corners of his robe, and cried: "Father, the tomb has been sealed...... Father, let the queen rest in peace."

Fu Minghuan understood that sealing the tomb meant that the underground palace was closed, and all the mechanisms would be opened at that moment, and when he was alive, he would never see Ling Xuan again. Fu Minghuan's eyes erupted with angry flames, pointing at Cheng Lie, and jumping like thunder, "You...... Rebel!".

Cheng Lie knelt down, holding the whip in both hands, and cried: "It was ordered by the son, the father blames, and the son is willing to be punished."

Fu Minghuan had lost his mind, grabbed the whip and whipped it at Cheng Lie, he felt in a trance that the person under the whip was the sinner who separated him and his lover alive.

Ling Xuan didn't see his family when he was dying, he didn't even close his eyes, he hated Tianjun too much, it was the damn one who made his beloved wife suffer for a lifetime, Fu Xuan was insane, and shouted, "Taiwei! I'm going to beat you."

With every whip to vent his pain, Cheng Lie was whipped with his skin and flesh open, his body was incomplete, and his whole body trembled and crumbled.

Sai Yuan appeared in time, grabbed the whip, pointed his fingers directly at the Fu Ming Hustle Ling Platform, and exerted his strength for a while, so that the confused Fu Shen Huan gradually regained his senses, and Sai Yuan saved Cheng Lie from the whip.

"Get out! This king doesn't want to see ...... again You rebel, get out", after scolding, he sat on the ground in despair, his face like ashes.

Cheng Lie, who was covered in bruises, was carried away by the guards, and Sai Yuan looked at everything in front of him gloomily, worried.

In the Wude Hall of Dajingyang Palace, Cheng Lie slept on the couch.

The demon king has cultivated to a high level, and the whip is infused with divine power under the madness, and it is a whip to the bone.

Cheng Lie's skin and flesh were all pulled open, blood kept flowing, and the witch doctor had a dark face, and was stopping the bleeding and healing him.

Looking at the miserable situation of being beaten, Concubine Fuxiang cried with tears, and Concubine Mi was also distressed and shed tears, and complained in a low voice, "Beat so hard, or is it not my father? This is too ...... Unreasonable?".

"What a cocker!", Cheng Lie whispered in a coma.

"Here, the eldest prince, the slave is here", Zhen Ke'er was crying silently, hearing the call, and hurriedly knelt beside Cheng Lie.

Cheng Lie grabbed Zhen Keer's hand and glared: "Let people ...... Go out and don't come again...... You, don't go!".

Although Cheng Lie's voice was not loud, everyone present could hear it clearly, and Mi Man was stunned for a moment, snorted coldly, and left angrily.

Fuxiang had tears in her eyes, looking at the two pairs of hands held together, and hatred suddenly rose in her eyes.

Cheng Lie closed his eyes and didn't hear Zhen Keer's voice, so he added angrily: "You dare...... Disobedient?".

Zhen Ke'er raised her head and looked at Fuxiang with teary eyes, how dare she pick up a princess and concubine?

Seeing Zhen Ke'er's embarrassed and timid appearance, Fuxiang looked at Cheng Lie who was in a daze, hesitated for a long time, and left with a displeased face.

"It hurts!

Cheng Lie put Zhen Keer's hand in his mouth and bit it lightly, humming and crying out in pain, much like a coquettish child.

Zhen Ke'er silently wept, with a thick nasal voice, and persuaded, "The slave knows! I know that the eldest prince hurts...... The slave lit the incense to calm the nerves, and after a while, the eldest prince was able to fall asleep...... When you fall asleep, it doesn't hurt, just for a while."

The soothing incense that Zhen Keer said was an ecstasy incense given by the witch doctor for fear that the eldest prince would suffer a crime. When Cheng Lie is awake, the pain will be unbearable, and it will be much better to fall asleep.

"You...... Don't...... Let's go", Cheng Lie was already stunned, and he said slurredly.

"Okay, don't go, I'm here with the eldest prince...... Wake up...... It doesn't hurt."

Zhen Ke'er patted Cheng Lie's hand rhythmically, because he only had no injuries on his hands, and Zhen Ke'er coaxed the "big boy" who was wronged and in pain on the couch like a mother coaxing her child to sleep.

In the empty and lonely Wude Palace, there is only a white woman in plain clothes, going in and out to take care of the couch, and most of the time the demon prince Cheng Lie is sleeping.

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