Fast time travel to spoil his wife too much (2)

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"The crown prince and the third prince have been fighting for the throne for so long. If you know that you have passed the throne to a sick son who doesn't want to inherit the throne, the sixth prince, I'm afraid you will die of anger?" Chen Rong said narrowly, also admiring this for not making others feel better. Murong Qiankun.

"Your Majesty, let's go. Let me tell you the next thing?" Chen Rong looked condescendingly at Murong Qiankun, whose face was getting grayer and grayer, turned around and walked down the stairs, walking out of the hall.

The wind was strong and urgent, as if it wanted to turn the blackness of the night upside down.

She hadn't reached the threshold when she heard a thin cry behind her.

"The emperor is dead--"

After a pause, he strode out, and the flames under a hundred steps gradually gathered.

Chen Rong smiled contemptuously, and turned his way to Jinyu Terrace.

This night is destined to be uneven - the emperor died, but the imperial decree disappeared.

The prince took the lead in enclosing the palace tightly, knowing that most of the imperial decree was on Chen Rong, but he couldn't find any trace of Chen Rong after three feet of digging.

The daytime happened to be the day of the court, and all the officials came to see him, but they couldn't even enter the palace gate. The prince only said that his majesty was dying and unable to see people, and he didn't know if the emperor really passed away.

Chen Rong and Murong Yexuan were like thorns in Murong Ji's heart, making him restless for a moment.

The sunset in the distance fell, and the darkness finally swallowed up the last ray of light.The entire Forbidden Palace was shrouded in darkness, with only a few faint palace lanterns flickering.

The palace was quiet.

Murong Li and Chen Rong sat side by side on the star-gazing tower next to the Jinyu Terrace, Chen Rong was wearing a white fox fur robe and wrapped himself tightly.

Murong Li put her arms around the hollowed-out lotus-patterned heater, her eyes were empty, the flames outside the walls of the Forbidden Palace were getting closer and closer.Her throat was a little dry, and her white fingers tightened her grip on the heater.

"You shouldn't have come in." Chen Rong turned to look at Murong Li, "If you don't leave, it will be too late."

However, Murong Li gave a low laugh, and turned to look at her haggard, "If I leave, what will you do?" She pursed her red lips, without the slightest fear in her eyes, "Although I don't know why you insist on meddling Come in, but, no matter what you do, I will accompany you."

She bent her eyebrows, hugged Chen Rong's arm, and gently leaned her head on Chen Rong's shoulder, her voice was low and soft: "Who made you my A Rong?"

Chen Rong raised his hand and rubbed her head: "What if..."

"At worst, I'll die." Murong Li's eyelashes trembled, and he looked fearless, "Anyway, with you by my side, it's considered a sacrifice for the country?"

She was still in the mood for a joke.

Chen Rong shook his head helplessly, put his hand on Murong Li's shoulder, and hugged her tightly, with a firm tone, "As long as I'm here, no one will be able to touch you."

"Arong..." Murong Li pursed her lips, her voice was trembling, and she raised her head to meet her eyes, "I have lived a comfortable and comfortable life these years, and I have lived enough. Actually, you don't need to get involved. "

Chen Rong stroked her cheek, gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and did not speak.

Chen Rong wanted to say that she was not as innocent as Murong Li thought, so he didn't say any more, just smiled, glanced at the palace gate that was already in flames, and a deep look flashed in his eyes, "I'll send you a firework, how about it?"

"Fireworks?" Murong Li wondered if her master was confused, and raised her hand to touch her forehead, "You don't have a fever either."

Chen Rong grabbed her little hand and held it in his own, with an unclear smile on the corner of his mouth.

Murong Ji stayed in the palace all the time and entered the emperor's hall, while Murong Qiankun's body was still parked in the hall where he recuperated, unattended.

"Your Highness, the troops of the Third Prince have surrounded the Forbidden City."

Murong Ji was sitting on the dragon chair, wearing bright yellow clothes, lovingly holding the jade seal in his hand, with fascination in his eyes, "Keep it well, and when the soldiers and horses of father-in-law and grandmother arrive, we will do it immediately."

"Murong Yexuan conspired against him and even killed the first emperor. Everyone has to punish him." He smiled, his eyes were a little distressed: "It's a pity that she can't see today, but..." Murong Ji's face became sulky -in darkened a lot, gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely avenge her with my own hands."

What he was talking about was naturally the princess.

The subordinate said respectfully: "Yes."

Murong Ji asked himself that he had endured humiliation for many years, and finally waited for this day.

From now on, all the glory, wealth and supreme power will belong to him.

"Bring that woman up."

But in time, Yu Yao, who was covered in blood, was escorted to the main hall and forced to kneel on the ground.

"Do you think Murong Yexuan will give up the throne for you later?" Murong Ji looked down at Yu Yao and snorted lightly: "Probably not, she's just a woman, how can she be against his wolfish ambitions."

"However...it would be good to use you to block him."

Yu Yao said weakly: "What on earth do you want to do? You won't win, it's just a villain's success." The smile on her face was sarcastic and dazzling.

Naturally, Murongji's heart cannot be swayed by Yu Yao's three or two sentences, playing with Yuxi in his hand, "I am the prince, and the throne is mine." He squinted his eyes: "In any case, it's not Murong's turn." Ye Xuan."

Yu Yao snorted, rolled her eyes, and straightened her back: "It's too early to be happy now."

Murong Ji raised his hand halfway to his lips, and laughed, with a mocking voice, "In this case, you should watch how he is defeated."

outside the city.

Murong Yexuan stood in front of the crowd in armor, holding a sword blade in his hand, with a solemn and hostile look on his brows.

"The three roads have already been obtained." The military adviser whispered: "As long as you give an order, you can take the nave like a broken bamboo."

Murong Yexuan looked at the solemn imperial city: "Where is she?"

The military master hesitated to speak, and only when Murong Yexuan's knife-like eyes s_h_è came over did he bite the bullet and say, "It's in the hands of the prince."

Murong Yexuan clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and gritted his teeth: "How is the person?"

"The child is gone."

At this moment, a person hurried in, "The prince has made a move."