Reborn Lord

On the other side, Zhao Tianji was holding those portraits, thinking of the possibility he had guessed, his eyes were cold and cold: "Zhao Yunji really did everything he could to keep his only blood."

This Xue Xunchong ran away after seeing his true face after the battle in the dense forest. He didn't show up in these years, and he didn't even return to the barracks. He thought the opponent ran away because he was afraid of his revenge.

It was only when he attacked the imperial city that he realized that the opponent had been hiding in the palace for the past five years, and this time he was the one who left with Zhao Yunji's remaining prince, Zhao Ling, who was now relegated to the throne.

These days, he has been sending people to look for Zhao Ling but they have not found it, never thought about it, but Zhao Yunji has already planned his way out in advance.

His purpose of arresting these children was simple, to find those who looked similar to Zhao Ling, push them out as "Zhao Ling", be executed, and make a comeback after a few years.

Zhao Tianji sneered: "He thinks pretty well."

Just by Zhao Ling?Just rely on Xue Xunchong?He really takes himself seriously.

As soon as Zhao Tianji explained, Lu Mo Ning also understood, no wonder he saw this child's disappearance case before, and found it strange, after all, the other party arrested young masters from some wealthy families, but it was not for kidnapping, but for a child It's 1 taels. It's definitely not like an ordinary kidnapper. Now that I say it like this... it's quite right.

Because the other party's purpose was not for money, but for a child similar to Zhao Ling.

But how innocent are other children?

Zhao Tianji's eyes were dark, he had no intention of harming the child, the child was innocent after all, Zhao Yunji... he was as scheming as ever, making wild guesses about others.

It was like this to him back then...

The younger brother he protected wholeheartedly, in the end, stabbed him with his own hands. The reason was that people would not punish him for himself. He was afraid that he would not be able to tolerate this younger brother in the future?How ridiculous!

That night, Zhao Tianji went to the sky prison where Zhao Yunji was held alone for the first time, and met this... the younger brother whom he had protected since he was a child, but now he could not arouse any sympathy for him at all.

Ever since Zhao Yunji broke the city, Zhao Tianji didn't even bother to look at him, no matter how much Zhao Yunji shouted to see him, he never saw him.

Because the whole imperial city has not been rectified yet, Zhao Yunji's confidantes have not been investigated one by one, so they are only temporarily detained, and the sentence has not yet begun.

Zhao Yunji was imprisoned for about three months. He was afraid, and he didn't believe that the man was still alive... He was the one who poisoned him in person, and even watched him put him in the prison. Imperial Mausoleum.

But why did the other party's body disappear without a trace after so many years?

Zhao Yunji didn't believe it, he always felt that the other party must be pretending, a fake.

Until... as the stone gates of solitary confinement were opened one after another, Zhao Yunji's hands and feet were bound by iron chains. He thought he was still the person who came to torture him, but following the picture he had seen countless times in his dream at midnight. When the handsome face of the next time appeared in front of his eyes, Zhao Yunji was taken aback for a moment, and then he frantically shook the iron chains on his hands and feet like crazy, but he couldn't break free.

"Impossible! Impossible! You are fake...it must be fake..." Zhao Yunji's eyes flashed with panic, and he roared.

However, only Zhao Yunji was imprisoned in the prison today, and the sound insulation effect of the heavy stone gates was already good, so Zhao Tianji was not worried that anyone would hear him.

Zhao Tianji walked towards Zhao Yunji step by step, looking at the wounds on his body from being whipped, the face that had been well maintained over the years was now extremely dirty, and the bun was messy, and there was only one pair of phoenix eyes at the moment. Zhao Tianji was very similar, wide open because of fright.

As Zhao Tianji approached step by step, Zhao Yunji's face turned pale and colorless with the cold and sharp brows and eyes like a falcon, coupled with the familiar aura around him: "No...impossible... You are not a human, you are a ghost! You are not a human! You were already dead at that time...I watched you die with my own eyes...How could you still be alive?"

Zhao Yunji's words were incoherent, no matter how many times Xue Xunchong said it, he still refused to believe it. After all, he put so much poison back then, he asked someone to look at the corpse, it was completely dead, but why was it in the imperial tomb? Will the corpse disappear without a trace?Even the person in front of him seemed to have never left any traces on him during the past nine years...

Zhao Yunji looked at this tall man who seemed to be under a shackle after so many years, majestic and cold, which made him frightened: "No... brother! Brother, I was wrong! You let me go! I really know I was wrong...I don't want to...They all said that the first thing you will get rid of after you become the emperor is my brother...I am your only relative in the world...You really Do you have the heart to kill me? Brother, have you forgotten what your mother said before she died? She asked you to take care of me...Take good care of me..."

Zhao Tianji's eyes were calm, and he looked at him expressionlessly: "But what have you done all these years? You killed me, and I was just shocked at the time... But you shouldn't, you shouldn't have killed those loyal ministers under me... Then get rid of them one by one. The blood they bleed all these years are all branded on my heart. Let you go? How can you let me have the face to see them in a hundred years?

They followed me on the battlefield and went through life and death. They didn't die on the battlefield, they didn't die in the hands of the enemy, but they died in the hands of...a beast I raised with my own hands. Do you think...how are they still alive? Will you let me go? "

Every word in Zhao Tianji's voice seemed to be soaked in blood, and the blood dripped into Zhao Yunji's ear.

Zhao Yunji panicked completely, "Brother... I was wrong... I was really wrong... I was just, just afraid that they would kill me if they found out the truth... They belong to you, I..."

Zhao Tianji looked at him expressionlessly, obviously this person's performance was so clumsy, but why was he deceived by lard back then, and believed in such a black-hearted thing?

Zhao Tianji: "Aren't you always angry all these years, why is my father the crown prince instead of you?"

Zhao Yunji's begging voice stopped, and his voice trembled, but he didn't dare to raise his head.

Zhao Tianji slowly opened his chest: "Don't you want to know why I came back from the dead? Then I will let you know."

As the front of his chest was torn open, Zhao Yunji opened his eyes wide, looking at the black snake that was exposed on his chest, the totem hovering upwards was so lifelike, it seemed that it would fly out and bite his neck off in the next moment.

Zhao Yunji was inexplicably shocked: "This... what is this?"

Zhao Tianji said: "My Zhao family has had a real dragon emperor in a hundred years. Only this totem can inherit the great rule. Talents and strategies are all the best... Those who have this mark are destined to be candidates for the royal family, and their destiny belongs to you. So what if you won this country by means? Do you think you can hold it? Zhao Yunji, haven’t you noticed that in the past nine years, since you took over, the foundation of Zhao State has been declining day by day. It may only be a few years, Zhao Yunji The country will be destroyed... on that day, you will be the king of the country, still..."

"No! You are lying! I don't believe it! Obviously I am more suitable than you, I will be a benevolent king, but what about you? You are full of blood, you are a devil! A wicked ghost!" Although Zhao Yunji said so, his eyes were I panicked...

"I have blood on my hands, am I an evil spirit? Zhao Yunji, if I didn't have blood on my hands, how would you be able to enjoy peace? If I weren't the executioner, do you think you could still be your King Ji so peacefully? You And you know I don't envy you?"

He was raised as a prince since he was a child, and when he went to the battlefield in his teens, he thought that he wanted to have blood on his hands, and he didn't want to be a clean-cut dandy, composing poems all day long, teasing cats and walking dogs?

But as the future prince, he has his responsibilities. He has lived for the Great Zhao Kingdom since he was born, and he dare not slack off at all, otherwise, what awaits him is death without a place to bury him.

He has a country to protect, a younger brother to protect, and ministers to protect...

But in the end, he got a glass of poisoned wine from the closest person.

Zhao Yunji's eyes were scarlet, his lips were trembling, and in the end he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal: "I was wrong... Brother, can't you forgive me again? Just like when I was a child, forgive me one more time... "

"I spared you, but who will return my ministers who were killed by you?"

Zhao Tianji's fingers hanging by his side were clenched tightly, and his phoenix eyes were filled with fire: "If I didn't have this opportunity from the Zhao family, I'm afraid I'm just a bone now. When you did it, did you ever soften your heart? Have you ever let me go?"

Zhao Tianji took a deep breath, and flicked his bright yellow sleeves: "The crime you committed is unforgivable and can only be repaid by death. Originally, I didn't plan to finish you so soon, but even if you are going to die, you still have to pay for it." I'm sorry, in order to achieve your selfishness, you actually want to replace those innocent children with your son, Zhao Yunji... You are really as selfish as before. If you even settle for half a point, you will You will know that with my heart, I will never take my anger out on innocent people, let alone that he is just a child. However, now... I have changed my mind."

Zhao Tianji looked at Zhao Yunji's face that changed in an instant, and was extremely disappointed. He turned around and went to the stone gate, looked ahead, and said to Linge who was guarding outside: "I don't want to see him anymore, let's execute him in secret. It was said to the outside world that he died of a serious illness."

"But in a few days, your majesty's enthronement ceremony will be..."

"Secrets will not be mourned, and they will be sealed later." When a person dies, he will not be blessed with any more glory, but he can stop the mouths of the world.

Linge said: "Here, my minister obeys!"

The stone door was closed little by little, gradually blocking Zhao Yunji's unwilling crying and pleading...

Zhao Tianji walked back to the imperial study step by step numbly, but he didn't come out for a whole day.

Wang Degui was in a hurry and sent someone to find Lu Moning.

After Lu Mo Ning heard the news, he directly entered the palace.

When he arrived at the imperial study room, Wang Degui clasped his hands together, pointed to the imperial study room, and then handed Lu Moning a cup of ginseng soup.

Lu Mo Ning hummed, pushed open the door of the imperial study room, and stepped in.

The imperial study room was very dim, and the man sitting in front of the imperial case could only be seen clearly through the faint light, with his eyes closed, sitting there upright, not knowing what he was thinking.

Probably because they heard the movement, the other party did not open their eyes, but said in a hoarse voice: "Wang Degui, get out."

Lu Mo Ning stood there without moving.

Zhao Tianji seemed to have noticed something strange, opened his eyes, and when he saw Lu Mo Ning, he stood up abruptly: "A-Ning, you..." Immediately, his voice became hoarse, "Why are you here?"

Lu Mo Ning walked over, put down the tray, and looked at him quietly: "Your Majesty, what happened?"

Zhao Tianji raised his head, his phoenix eyes looked into Lu Mo Ning's eyes, his thin lips moved, and finally he opened his mouth in a weak hoarse voice: "A Ning, Zhao Yunji... is dead. I personally ordered the killing .” He no longer has any relatives in this world.

But Zhao Yunji deserved to die, there was no way he would let him go again.

But Zhao Yunji's death reminded him of the past and his late mother.

Before he died, he never forgot about his young second son, taught him earnestly, held his hand, and asked him to protect his younger brother, but in the end, she didn't know that a few years later, the second son she had been thinking about had killed his brother. Brother, fratricide.