This is a young man, with a calm gaze in his dark eyes, and those eyes seem very deep, like a whirlpool that makes people fall into it at a glance.

There are still a lot of city patrol guards guarding the door in front of the East Palace, and they were startled at first after seeing the people walking out of the car, and the palm holding the spear was a little tighter, but they didn't stop it after all, and they all bowed and retreated to both sides, making way in the middle.

The young man ignored it, but walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed it open, and then walked in.

There are many people standing in the courtyard of the East Palace, many court officials, all of whom are gathered here, expressing their attitudes and feeling the atmosphere of the palace at the same time.

Their strength is not strong, only some of them are Four Realm cultivators, but even those with low cultivation can feel the aura of the rapid weakening of more than ten Five Realm Grandmasters on Li Xiu's side in the palace at this moment.

This battle and struggle has come to an end, and it will not be long before it will be completely over.

The courtyard was quiet, the officials lowered their eyes, no one spoke, and it was pointless to say anything at such a time.

After considering this matter, they should die for the country or choose to stand on the queen's side and support King Wu to succeed to the throne.

Martyrdom is naturally a simple thing, but after death, it is much quieter, there are not so many worries, and there is no need to think hard about the future affairs of the Tang Kingdom, the real difficulty is to support the succession of King Wu.

They are unwilling to let the prosperous empire come to an end, but they are also unwilling to let the queen come to the front of the stage from behind the scenes.

The officials didn't speak, but everyone looked down and thought about the same thing.

Until the door of the East Palace was pushed open, the creaking sound spread throughout the courtyard.

The officials looked up, and then they all frowned, and some of them even subconsciously put their hands on the swords at their waists.

Shang Ling couldn't help but take a step forward, and with an angry look on his face he wanted to ask the reason for this, but saw the person who entered the door raise his hand and stopped his question.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, without boots, and walked barefoot on the masonry, but he was not stained with any dust.

The black hair on his head was scattered behind him casually, and his eyes were like jade and abyss, looking calmly ahead, like an immortal, calm and unhurried, but he looked extremely clean in the turbid world.

From the front of the East Palace to the palace between

There was only one road in the center of the courtyard, and the officials stood on both sides, looking at the young man walking on the road with complicated eyes.

"What are you doing here? Could it be that you are here to show off that you are about to ascend the throne, or are you here to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for the last time?"

Someone took a step forward with a sword in his hand, and the edge cut many small marks on the road, and said in a cold voice.

The young man was unmoved, letting the edge of the sword fly around his body, he put one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, and said lightly: "What is this king doing, it's not your turn to ask." ”

The man's face changed, he gritted his teeth and snorted coldly and retreated.

"The demon queen will bring disaster to the country, collude with foreign enemies, and kill His Majesty and the crown prince, even if His Royal Highness King Wu really sits on that seat in the future, will he be at ease?"

Another person stepped forward and walked out, carrying a knife and about to slash the person in front of him, but was stopped by the rest of the people and could not break free.

If Li Xiu loses, then the only one who is qualified to inherit the throne of Datang is the Wu King Li Wenxuan in front of him, if he is killed here, the inheritance of Datang will really be broken, and others who want to be the throne cannot be convinced, and the foreign enemy has not retreated, and it will inevitably overturn under the internal strife.

So King Wu can't die.

Li Wenxuan's footsteps paused for a moment, glanced at the person who spoke, was silent for a while without speaking, and walked straight into the palace.

The officials watched his figure outside the door, looked at each other, and the sound of low discussion sounded, at this critical moment, why did King Wu come to the East Palace?

What is he here to do?

Could it be that he knows that he has the chance to win, so he wants to go to the prince to see him for the last time and show off?

There are a lot fewer people in the house than there are outside the house.

Everywhere you look, there are familiar faces.

Yang Feihong, the first minister, and Ding Yi in the imperial history were also there.

There are also Yang Xueping, the general of the left guard, Chen Yanyan, the national teacher, Yan Hui, Xu Ziji and others are here.

The prince did not lie on the bed, but sat on the chair with a pale face, the blood in his body was stripped of his blood, and his cultivation was completely wasted, although he could not die now, but his body bones were slightly inferior even compared to an ordinary person.

King Wu pushed the door open, and everyone looked up.

And then all of them stared at his figure,

He did not speak.

The prince glanced up, then coughed lightly twice, took a sip from the teacup, and calmed his breathing.

"You're not dead. ”

King Wu looked at him and spoke

These words were very impolite, which made Yang Xueping's face instantly cold, and he couldn't help but take a step forward and opened his mouth to scold.

Li Wenxuan looked up at him: "Shut up." ”

Yang Xueping's face was gloomy, but he didn't open his mouth to refute after all.

The crown prince didn't care about King Wu's attitude, and after putting down the teacup, he said, "I thought that you would come, but I only thought for a moment. ”

Li Wenxuan asked, "Why did you only think about it for a moment?"

Li Xianyi was silent for a while and said, "Because you are very close to that seat." ”

As long as King Wu is willing, he doesn't need to do anything now, just stay in his mansion and wait quietly, and someone will come over to ask him to inherit the throne in less than a day, turn the tide and help the building to fall.

The two of them fought for that position for many years.

Li Wenxuan did not refute his words, but nodded lightly, walked in front of him and stood down, looked down at him and said, "I am indeed very close to that seat, the most recent in so many years. ”

The two faced each other, and the rest of them did not interject, even Chen Yanyan did not speak.

The heat rose down the teacup, and suddenly the wind blew in outside the door.

The long hair scattered behind his back was gently raised, and Li Wenxuan said lightly: "I have something to say to the prince, please go out first." ”

Yang Feihong frowned, and Yang Xueping stared at Li Wenxuan with his eyes fixed to prevent him from making any moves to endanger the prince.

Seeing that everyone didn't move, King Wu's brows were also furrowed, and he said coldly: "Go out." ”

Ding Yi sat in a wheelchair: "Chen Yanyan, push me out." ”

Chen Yanyan glanced at him, was silent for a moment, and then got up and pushed Ding Yi out of the palace, and Yan Hui and Xu Ziji naturally followed.

The rest of the people also left one after another, Yang Feihong sighed, and pulled Yang Xueping out as well.

Only the king of Wu and the crown prince were left in the house.

They were face to face, and neither of them spoke.

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