That night, the wind howled and the rain poured down. The lightning seemed to cut a gap in the sky, and deafening thunder followed. Such an unpredictable weather seems to indicate that disaster is coming. Suddenly, a blood-red lightning bolt tore through the sky, shocking and terrifying. That color shouldn't be the usual lightning, bright red, stinging in the eyes.

Li Zaixing tossed and turned in his dreams, as if he was experiencing great torture.

"Li Zaixing, what do you want?"

"Forget it, I'll never be able to accomplish my dream. ”

"Why are you so negative? Li Zaixing, face up to the desires in your own soul, which are also part of your consciousness. All you want is to make your country strong and avenge your cousin, is there anything wrong with that?"

"I know, but I..."

"I can lend you the power you need, and you can have as much as you want. As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, your dream will definitely come true. ”

"Okay, so what should I do now to gain power?"

"There is only one person who stands in the way of your freedom, and that is your own father, as long as you get rid of him and make you emperor, then it will be easy to do whatever you want. I'll give you the power to cut him down now, and then I'll do it with your ingenuity, without me having to explain it to you?"

Li Zaixing convulsed all over his sleep as if he had epilepsy, the muscles on his face were twisted, and the mental torture he suffered can be imagined.

"No, that's the only one! He's my father, how can I hurt him. ”

"Then you'll never want to achieve your ambitions. Choose family affection or ideals, you decide for yourself, I have no right to interfere. ”

For a long time, I don't know how long it took, Li Zaixing's voice sounded hoarsely: "Please give me mana, for the sake of my ideals, I have no choice." ”

Li Zaixing woke up from his dream, sat up suddenly, and opened his eyes. A blood-red, it is by no means the color of human eyes, it is closer to the evil ghost! The light in Li Zaixing's eyes at this moment is like the scene in his heart, dark, bloody, endless killing, his dream is just to satisfy his selfish desires, it is this kind of desire that engulfs him, pulls him into the depths of the underworld, the endless flowing Styx.

Li Zaixing walked out of the room quietly, without making the slightest sound. Although the steps were heavy, when they landed on the ground, it was like stepping on cotton. Burdened with endless sins, he wanders in the dark abyss, as if there is no end to it. Perhaps there is no end to this road itself, one wrong step, every wrong step, there is no turning back. Who am I? What am I doing? Li Zaixing could not remember at all, he was completely unconscious and sank into nothingness. He was still walking slowly, walking. There was no direction or goal, and only the endless darkness always accompanied him.

Silently, he walked through the storm, the lightning flickering in the sky, reflecting his thin body and blood-colored eyes. His body was soaked in the rain, but not in the slightest mess. In his world, the deafening sound of thunder, wind, and rain fell silent.

He finally came to Emperor Sheng's dormitory and gently pushed open the closed door.

In the dormitory, the lamp in front of the desk is still on, emitting a pale yellow glow. Emperor Sheng hadn't slept yet, and was correcting the folds. Emperor Sheng heard the sound of pushing the door and footsteps, and easily identified it as Li Zaixing. Emperor Sheng didn't look up, continued to focus on the work at hand, and just asked lightly: "Zaixing, come to the room so late, but have something important to ask?"

"Father, is it true that your cousin's revenge will not be avenged? Don't you want Yasukuni to become stronger?"

"Zaixing, why can't you see through it! When is the time for retribution, revenge is a vicious circle, once it starts, there is no way to stop, and it will fall into a permanent cycle of hatred. Yasukuni is now very strong, and relying on aggression to strengthen itself is not like a beast, which can only show that it has no ability. Emperor Sheng spoke earnestly, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"Father!" Li Zaixing roared.

"Zaixing, don't be stubborn, it will only hurt yourself. You should learn from your cousin that he is humble, discerning right from wrong, and putting the people at the heart of everything, which is what it takes to be an emperor. You have to wake up and get out of the way when you go back. ”

Li Zaixing only now realized that his father did not have him in his heart at all, and he felt cold to the bone at this time, like falling into an ice cave. A hideous smile appeared on Li Zaixing's face, the blood-colored light in his eyes deepened exponentially, and a cold murderous aura emanated from him.

"Father, I want you to see a brand new Yasukuni. I have to sacrifice you for this, and if you know about it, you will be happy for me. ”

When Emperor Sheng heard this, he was shocked. When he raised his head, he saw Li Zaixing's blood-red eyes, and before he could shout, he saw Li Zaixing wave his right hand, and a red light hit Emperor Sheng's chest. Li Zaixing acted extremely quickly, leaving no time for his father to react, and poor Emperor Sheng had already returned to Huangquan before he could make a sound.

Li Zaixing took out the four treasures of the study, imitated Emperor Sheng's handwriting and wrote a suicide note hidden on Emperor Sheng's bookshelf, which means that Emperor Sheng felt that his limit was approaching, so he wrote this edict and passed the throne to his son Li Zaixing. Then Li Zaixing moved Emperor Sheng's body to the couch, extinguished the lamp, walked out of Emperor Sheng's room, and instructed the eunuchs and guards that Emperor Sheng had fallen asleep and ordered them not to enter and disturb him. After everything was done, Li Zaixing let out a sigh of relief, slowly returned to his room, and lay down with his clothes folded, as if nothing had happened.

Li Zaixing used evil magic to kill his father, so Emperor Sheng did not leave any scars on his body. Emperor Sheng suffered from a hidden heart disease and often had angina, so the cause of Emperor Sheng's death could cover up --- "sudden death" in just two words.

In the early morning of the second day, Emperor Sheng's personal guards found that the emperor had died in the bedroom, and the palace was immediately in chaos. So everyone in the royal family fell into a hurry, and after 7749 days, they finally handled the aftermath properly and buried Emperor Sheng's coffin in the imperial mausoleum. Yasukuni held a year-long state funeral, during which there were many taboos, such as marriages and gatherings, and the people wore linen and filial piety, and there was a sense of desolation everywhere.

Three days after Emperor Sheng's death, the prime minister read out Emperor Sheng's will, officially passed the throne to Li Zaixing, and changed the year name to "Wu", known as Emperor Wu.

As for the cause of Emperor Sheng's death, everyone had no doubts, except for one person. Song Zhendong knew that Emperor Sheng's hidden illness was not so serious, and it was impossible to approach the limit, it was obvious that someone was harming him, but he exhausted his scheming, but he never found any clues. But there was a voice in his heart telling him a judgment that he could never believe and accept, the murderer was Li Zaixing!

The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and a few white clouds drift by, making it a refreshing day. Li Mengluan was sitting in a room that looked completely unfamiliar at the moment, close to the bed. On the bed, Xuantian lay quietly, his face was still pale, not the slightest bit of anger, his eyes were closed, if it weren't for the slight sound of breathing to prove that he was still alive, he would have been buried in the ground.

Li Mengluan stared at this man who was willing to sacrifice his life for her, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. She will never forget that feeling, this kind of greatness is unique in the world.

"Why do you choose to survive but refuse to wake up? You still have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, waiting for you to complete, you should not run away, you must face it bravely. Do you know that I would rather lose everything now than lose you! Brother Tian, I need you, and this world needs you even more. Wake up, please!"

Li Mengluan recited silently over and over again, but he never saw any results, and two lines of tears slid down his face.

A figure walked into the room, it was the rescued Sister Lan, holding a bowl of freshly fried and steaming medicinal soup in her hand. Seeing that Xuantian was still lifeless, Sister Lan frowned and said worriedly: "I have taken dozens of pairs of this medicine, and I don't see Engong's health improve, should I try another prescription, won't it delay him if it goes on like this?"

Li Mengluan took the medicine bowl, shook his head and smiled: "I can't count how many times the prescription has been changed, but Brother Tian has never woken up." Now I can only resign myself to fate, Brother Tian is a person who has been entrusted by heaven, and he will be fine. ”

Li Mengluan said that he began to feed Xuantian with medicine, every action was cautious and meticulous, and that kind of thoughtfulness and virtuousness made any man fall into endless obsession when he saw it. It's unbelievable that someone who is so rough on a daily basis can have such a transformation. But as a woman, Sister Lan understands that Li Mengluan's arrogance is only because she is free and uninhibited, but Li Mengluan is not a gentle person? Therefore, Li Mengluan's transformation Sister Lan quickly adapted, not to mention that her lively and cheerful personality is deeply rooted in her soul and will never change.