After rebirth, the regent thought about the following crimes every day

In order to achieve his goal, Ur did not hesitate to use the most vicious and despicable methods to keep Jun Changque, even if it was poison or other means.

He looked at Jun Changque coldly, and ordered the soldiers with bows and arrows to shoot at him. Thick arrows fell on Jun Changque and his party. Some people did not escape, and those who could escape could not bear it. Few injuries.

Jun Changque's sleeve was cut, and an arrow grazed his cheek, leaving a blood mark on it.

It made him look extremely coquettish, with the hair tie on his head loosened and his black hair flying.

He turned his head and glanced, his pupils shrank, there was something wrong with these arrows, they were not only poisonous, but also soaked in oil.

Ur paused before he was about to give the order, and his eyes stayed for a moment longer, with a trace of regret and pity flashing in his eyes. It was a pity that such a magnificent man would die in his hands, in this foreign country.

"Fire arrows."

What fell with his order was a different rocket than before.

No matter how powerful a person is in martial arts, it should be impossible to escape after being poisoned and then caught in a sea of ​​fire.

"boom--"

The flames burned instantly, and more burning fireballs rolled forward, surrounding Jun Changque and the others in a sea of ​​fire.

The flames were blazing, lighting up most of the sky.

Ur raised his voice: "Your Highness, thank you very much for leaving Northern Territory to me. You can go with peace of mind. I will leave a tomb for you in the Yi tribe."

As he spoke, he laughed heartily and got on his horse: "Everyone, follow me and kill."

The serious problem in his heart has been resolved, and Ur has nothing to fear at this time.

The soldiers of the Yi tribe cheered loudly, and their military morale was greatly boosted.

*

The emperor's bedroom.

The emperor had been in a coma for several days and rarely woke up. Even if he woke up, he had no ability to get up and felt that he could no longer move.

Under Jun Changxiao's deliberate instructions, the imperial doctor did not do any treatment at all and just kept him alive.

The emperor never imagined that he would experience such an environment.

He glared unwillingly and helplessly at the palace attendants, refusing to eat what they fed him. After Jun Changxiao saw him once, he directly told the palace attendants that if he disobeyed, they would leave him alone.

As a result, he, a majestic king of a country, had such an aggrieved moment that he excreted on the bed. The stench was so unpleasant that it made him retching.

It was Jun Changxiao who really disliked him like that, so he asked people to at least keep him clean.

"Father, how are you doing today?" The palace door was closed, and Jun Changxiao came again. With a proud smile on his lips, he looked condescendingly at the emperor who could not move or speak due to a stroke.

The emperor glared.

Jun Changxiao snorted coldly and looked at the dirty water that was being used to clean the emperor's body that had not yet been taken away. He threw a towel down, then picked it up and spread it directly on the emperor's face.

Soon, the emperor's face turned red from suffocation.

Jun Changxiao took off the wet towel and looked at the emperor who was breathing rapidly: "Father, you don't want to continue to live in such torture, right? Then why not tell me where the military talisman is?"

When the emperor heard his words, he closed his eyes, typically willing to die rather than reveal the whereabouts of the military symbols.

Even the military talisman that could mobilize the nation's troops was no longer with him at this time.

"Originally, I was thinking that since my father's fingers can move, I would let him write the message out. Since my father doesn't want to write, then my father's hand will be useless."

As his unintelligible words fell, the emperor's eyes widened in horror, only to see Jun Changxiao thrust the sword, one of the tokens of the emperor's status, into the back of his hand.

The emperor made a painful "Uh-huh" sound and fainted from the pain. Jun Changxiao, who had not received the result, did not want to care about his life and death, and left the hall irritably.

It was the palace officials who saw that he really had no strength and asked the imperial doctor to take a look and stop the bleeding.

The emperor endured the pain and stared at the dragon bed with dull eyes. He really didn't understand that even if he was biased, he was still the best for Jun Changxiao. Even if he was just for the throne, why would he bother himself like this?

The palace door creaked, and the emperor thought it was Jun Changxiao coming again, so he shrank, like a frightened bird.

This time it was not Jun Changxiao but Jun Feng.

The emperor looked at him in surprise.

Jun Feng smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that the emperor's brother's life is much worse than mine now. After so many years of being high and mighty, you didn't expect that you would become like this, right?"

Knowing that the emperor was speechless, Jun Feng didn't expect him to say anything in reply.

He stepped forward and whispered in the emperor's ear: "You also want to know why Jun Changxiao can torture you so cruelly, right? It's actually very simple, because you are not his biological father at all. You and Concubine Shu had no relationship at all back then. Nothing happened, I just replaced you, but you don’t know it, and you have been tossing each other for so many years, it’s really interesting.”

"Do you think I have really forgiven you mother and son for bearing humiliation for so many years? How is it possible? The Emperor Star that was circulated a few days ago can also be said to be an early warning. It is my son who will ascend to the throne of God now. You Mother and son personally handed the throne to my son."

"You are born to be unsentimental and put interests first. You did have some true feelings for Queen Moon at the beginning. Unfortunately, those true feelings could not withstand the temptation of power. You are living such a miserable life."

"Looking at how miserable you are now, it really makes me happy."

The emperor's shock and guilt appeared in his cloudy eyes, and Jun Feng smiled happily. He came here today just to tell all the secrets in his heart, so that the emperor would not die in confusion.

"Just lie here and watch how he controls your empire."

Jun Feng left. What he said was repeated over and over again in the emperor's mind. His memory gradually returned to the time when he met Queen Yue. He happily took Queen Moon's children with him to take care of them but despised other innocent children. .

Therefore, he deserves to have all the friendship he should have had wiped out.

After disappointing everyone first, how can he try to have something that others didn't get from him?

The emperor closed his eyes. He wanted to die like this, but he also had a little hope and endured it with all his strength.

*

Han Xiang'er in the East Palace felt a pain in her stomach. Panic filled her heart and she anxiously called the maid at the door.

As a result, no one agreed to her.

Han Xiang'er felt the warmth between her legs and looked down, only to see a dazzling red color, smearing the pink sheets.

She was so painful that cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and all her strength was losing little by little.

It seemed that he was going to die quietly like this.

She thought of her belly, which was still healthy during the day, and the deserted yard, and she had a guess in her mind.

It's Jun Changxiao. He can't wait until the day he gives birth before taking action, right?

The endless resentment gave her a little strength, and she got off the bed and crawled to the door.

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I have really prepared to finish it after the Chinese New Year, but who knows how Jun Changxiao is offline in the outline, how other people can be offline, and how long it will take for it to be offline (? ?_?)?, I will fight. The process has been sped up, otherwise it would have been a long time before we could return to Beijing. The story had to be complete and everyone had to explain.

So, if you continue to persevere, the data keeps dropping, and the number of comments has dropped by more than half. I am also impetuous, but I will still finish it well. That's it, good night, my dears! (＾▽＾)