Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Looking at Yuan Chi, the emperor was suddenly stunned, and his consciousness drifted back to seventeen years ago.

When he was young, he was the most unpopular eighth prince in the palace. His father ignored him, his mother and concubine only doted on his thirteenth brother, and even the palace people in the courtyard could bully him at will.

He didn't understand that they were all their children, so why couldn't a bowl of water be treated equally?

Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother anymore and just threw it away.

If no one cares about him, then don’t even think about it!

He began to become tactful, learned to flatter, and learned to accumulate connections. Slowly, he was no longer a transparent person.

He was grateful that his father reused him, but he secretly tampered with the incense that his father often used.

The thirteenth brother loved him and always clung to him, but he drowned him in the pool and blamed others.

The mother-in-law began to be suspicious of him and investigated the whereabouts of the thirteenth brother. Finally, she found some clues, but he drugged him to make him mute.

The emperor's eyes were dull, and he stared straight at Yuan Chi, feeling a severe headache.

Seventeen years ago, he personally sent his father away.

"Yuan Feng, among my sons, you are the most like me in terms of mind and temperament. Looking back, your death will not be half better than mine."

"In this case, I will be unfilial to the end!"

The emperor's heart was so sour that he moved his lips and whispered, "Yuan Chi, you are treasonous. Even if you ascend to my position, it will not end well."

"Commanders, follow me to charge and protect the emperor. Whoever can capture the rebels alive will be rewarded heavily by me!"

Behind Zhang De were two muscular men, holding ropes in their hands, ready for action at any time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Chi's expression suddenly changed, and he raised his sword and attacked the emperor.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what the Supreme Emperor's words before his death meant.

The emperor's eyes fell on the sword, unable to care about anything else, allowing Yuan Chi to seize the opportunity and kick him to the ground.

Looking at his father's pale face for a moment, Yuan Chi couldn't help but laugh out loud and said lightly, "Father, you lose."

The two men agreed, holding the rope, and moved towards the emperor one to the left and the other to the right.

"The emperor can ruthlessly pursue and kill even his own son, let alone a slave like a eunuch?"

Yuan Chi was furious and kicked him in the abdomen, "Trash!"

Not to be outdone, the emperor fought with him several times. Looking at Yuan Chi's sword, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous, "You are my first son, and I taught you all your sword skills."

Before his father died, his eyes were filled with blood and he looked at himself quietly.

Yuan Chi chuckled lightly, his body was already soaked, and there was water dripping from the corners of his clothes. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or blood. "Father, you still have the energy to curse, so let's curse more."

Zhang De's smile deepened a little, and his eyes became sharp, "From parents to children, the emperor makes calculations without blinking an eye. How can I trust you?"

"Yes!"

The emperor felt troubled, but he did not show any embarrassment on his lips, "That depends on whether you have the ability!"

"How much can a servant believe the emperor's words?" Zhang De felt funny and asked, "The emperor and General Song are brothers. He has loyally guarded you for more than ten years, but in the end he couldn't even exchange for a whole corpse."

Someone ran in with a rope from outside. The emperor looked at the person and was shocked.

The emperor couldn't help but retreat, his heart pounding, the king of a country was in such an embarrassing situation.

The situation was at a stalemate, Yuan Chi frowned more and more, and just when he was about to speak, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside the door.

The emperor looked frustrated, smiled bitterly, and laughed at himself, "In the end, I can't leave anyone by my side."

<divclass="contentadv"> "Don't talk nonsense anymore." Yuan Chi said coldly, "Tie the person up first, and then make a decision."

The emperor frowned, a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes, "I have never wanted to touch you."

My father died with his eyes open, and that day happened to be such a rainy day.

Hearing this, Yuan Chi sneered, his eyes darkened, and asked calmly, "Father, are you so confident that your fourth brother can defeat your son?"

The emperor took two steps back unconsciously, his fingertips trembling violently, and murmured in a low voice, "You traitor..."

After finishing his words, Yuan Chi turned his face sideways and whispered, "Come here, tie up the emperor."

Yuan Chi raised the corners of his lips, smiled gloomily, and said in a deep voice, "Since I dare to barge in so openly, Father, you might as well guess how confident I am?"

The two were fighting each other, Yuan Chi being young and strong had the upper hand, and the sword blade passed across the emperor's neck several times.

There was a sound of fighting outside the palace, and the emperor no longer had any panic on his face. He laughed loudly and said, "You are trying to kill your father. You are unfilial to your son and unfaithful to your ministers. God will not tolerate you!"

Now, his comeuppance has come.

He was not convinced, and before his father took his last breath, he replied lightly, "If I were my father, I would definitely do better than you."

Born in an imperial family, parricide is the most common thing.

Zhang De was no longer hunched over his back, and the fly whisk he always held in his hand was missing. Under the emperor's surprised gaze, he slowly walked to Yuan Chi's side and responded with a smile, "Your Majesty, you are just a slave."

The sword flew out from his hand, and the emperor was shocked. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw that the tip of Yuan Chi's sword was already in front of his throat.

The emperor looked at the face that looked similar to his own, and sneered, with a hint of coolness flashing in his eyes, "You traitor, do you think you can kill me?"

"Zhang...Zhang De?"

Seeing this situation, the emperor's anxious heart suddenly dropped, and he laughed up to the sky, his heart filled with the joy of surviving the disaster, "Treason, the fourth child is here, let me see if you can escape from death!"

Zhang De's face turned pale with fright and he did not dare to look up at him. He responded in a low voice, "First Prince, I did leave a secret sentinel... How the fourth prince broke into the palace without anyone noticing... I don't know either..."

"It's still undecided who will win and who loses!" The emperor shouted coldly. Seeing the two men rushing towards him, he waved the sword in his hand, forcing them not to dare to move forward.

"Yuan Chen?" Hearing the familiar voice, Yuan Chi was suddenly startled and looked at Zhang De in disbelief, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "Didn't you say everything is done?"

The emperor gritted his teeth, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and pointed it at Zhang De, "You are an old man beside me. I ask myself that I treat you well. What did this traitor promise you?"

"I have nothing to ask for, I just want a stable life." Zhang De's smile deepened and he asked in a high voice, "I have done so many evil things for the emperor, and the people around the emperor have changed one after another. , if we don’t do something, I guarantee that the next person to die will be a slave.”

Yuan Chi chuckled lightly, and the long sword in his hand became faster and faster, "The disciples of the church starve to death, the master, and die under the sword of his son. I am afraid that my father will not be able to rest in peace."

Yuan Chi sneered and raised the sword in his hand high, his eyes full of murderous intent, "I don't need to worry about whether my son can have a good ending."

As soon as he finished speaking, an iron arrow shot out of the air, and with considerable force, it deflected Yuan Chi's sword by a few points.

The sword that should have been inserted into the emperor's neck was crooked and stabbed hard into his shoulder.

"My son, I came late to save you. Father, please forgive me."