A little cinnabar nevus between the eyebrows

Suddenly Lian Chengxie felt dizzy, and when his eyes became clear again, he had already fallen to the ground, and some of the civil servants nearby had even fainted, obviously the precautions were very strict, what went wrong?

Suddenly, a group of people rushed in from the outside, wearing ordinary clothes, like ordinary people, but holding a knife that was shining brightly, could it be Yue Zhongfeng?Lian Chengxie was startled, but he couldn't use his hands and feet.Those people didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, they just walked towards the Phoenix Stage with their knives. It seemed that the target was very clear, but they didn't know whether it was Emperor Wen, Yue Zhongxuan, or the two of them.

Before that group of people rushed up to the Phoenix Terrace, another group of people rushed in from outside. They were wearing ordinary bodyguard uniforms, and the leader was Yue Zhongfeng who was in confinement. The two groups fought without saying a word , Seemingly aggressive, with great bitterness and deep hatred.

Lian Chengxie sneered, it seems that Yue Zhongfeng still cares about whether the stigma will last forever, and even directed and acted such an act by himself, but the acting is too clumsy, but no matter how clumsy the acting is, the advantage now lies with Yue Zhongfeng On the other hand, the people here are all powerless people. Lian Chengxie tried to use his internal energy, but found that he was a little powerless.

After a while, the people led by Yue Zhongfeng arrested those 'rebels', and Yue Zhongfeng pretended to kneel in front of Emperor Wen.

"Father, you are frightened, my son will take you back to the palace"

There were not many imperial guards left in the palace, except for the necessary guards, almost all the imperial guards had arrived at the Phoenix Terrace, and now they all fell to the ground one by one.

Suddenly a woman ran in outside, it turned out to be the long-lost Princess Yurong, the current Yurong is no longer the beauty of the past, she is not very old, but there are a few traces of gray on the temples, her eyes are dull, and she has disappeared. One-tenth of the style, the only remaining beauty, also disappears in the shortness of breath.Such a beautiful face makes people look at it with a little more pity.

Yue Zhongfeng frowned when he saw Princess Yurong, and waved his hand to stop his subordinates from obstructing her. After all, she was the Royal Princess, his own sister, so he couldn't embarrass her on the spot.But even if she is allowed to come forward, what kind of waves can a woman like her make.

Yue Zhongfeng looked sternly at the person beside him.

That person immediately knelt down: "This subordinate has neglected his duty!"

Panting, Princess Yurong ran up to the Phoenix Terrace, and screamed at Yue Zhongfeng: "Yue Zhongfeng! What are you going to do to Father!"

Yue Zhongfeng still knelt in front of Emperor Wen, looking very submissive: "Father was attacked by thieves, so what's wrong with me sending him back to the palace?"

Yurong seemed to be very excited, and continued to shout: "Don't lie! I already knew what you and Chongzhen wanted to do. You used poisoned willow catkins to harm people. Of course you don't know what to do." Sleep!"

After speaking, he stood in front of Emperor Wen, blocked Emperor Wen with himself, and shouted at Yue Zhongfeng: "Brother Huang, turn back!"

Yue Zhongfeng seemed impatient to continue talking with Yu Rong, and winked at the person named Chongzhen.

The man immediately understood and stepped forward to pull Yurong.

Yu Rong took two steps back, drew out a dagger and stabbed at the man, but the circles of her eyes were red.

Yue Zhongfeng stood up, and said coldly, "Princess Yurong has already gone, where are you from, drag it down."

The man named Chongzhen stepped forward and took the knife from Yurong's hand without any effort, and wanted to take Yurong down. Yurong completely lost her princess demeanor and wanted to open her mouth, but Wang Chongzhen quickly covered Yurong's mouth. mouth, the other hand hugged the princess and dragged her down the stage, someone had already prepared a sedan chair under the Phoenix stage, Yurong opened her eyes wide, as if reluctantly being dragged down by that person.

Halfway up the steps, Wang Chongzhen suddenly stopped moving. He let go of the hand covering Yurong's mouth, and slowly fell down in shock and unwillingness. Blood flowed from his waist and abdomen along the dagger.

Yu Rong actually has a dagger...

Looking at Wang Chongzhen's fallen body, Yurong also fell limp, knelt beside Wang Chongzhen, and began to cry.

Wang Chongzhen still looked at Yurong in disbelief.

"Yurong, I asked myself that I didn't treat you badly, why did you..."

Yurong raised her hand to wipe her tears, "Everything I do in my life is wrong. It was wrong to marry Qianxie back then, it was wrong to leave Qianxie, and it was a big mistake to go with you. It was a wrong step. Missteps, I've had enough."

Yue Zhongfeng saw that his most powerful assistant was dead, he hurriedly descended two steps, and then stopped abruptly, seeing the blood on the first step, his heart became even more irritable, it was really a mess.

Yue Zhongfeng made up his mind, turned around, knelt down beside Emperor Wen, and helped Emperor Wen respectfully. If it wasn't for the force in his arms, everyone would probably think that he was really a filial son, just supporting his father .

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was complicated, so he had to go back to the palace.

Yue Zhongfeng looked at Emperor Wen who was lying on the dragon bed and refused to eat, and felt anxious for a while. The effect of the medicine was also limited, and after being diluted by wind and air, it would not last long at all. He is an important minister, but when those people regain some strength, their own advantages will always be lost.

However, it doesn't matter, although some mistakes happened and Wang Chongzhen died, but it still came according to the plan, after all, Emperor Wen was already in his hands.

Yue Zhong Fengping retreated to the left and right, killing his father and usurping the throne should not be seen by anyone, even his cronies.

In Qiankun Palace, only Emperor Wen and Yue Zhongfeng remained.

Yue Zhongfeng sat beside Emperor Wen, holding a medicine bowl in his hand: "Father, the medicine is ready."

Emperor Wen glanced at him and simply closed his eyes.

Yue Zhongfeng didn't care, "Father, I tasted it, the medicine is already cold."

Emperor Wen closed his eyes, "If you think so, I'll die, just let the crane crest red, why take it slow."

Yue Zhongfeng exhaled lightly, and put down the bowl: "Father, there is no urethane in it, and the chronic urination is not from me."

Emperor Wen still didn't open his eyes. For the eldest son, Emperor Wen said he hated rather than felt cold. The child he loves wants to die by himself for the sake of the throne. Now he is under house arrest for the sake of the throne.

"Feng'er, are you waiting in such a hurry?"

"I'm 41 years old, and I've been the prince for [-] years, my father."

Emperor Wen smiled wryly: "It's time to wait."

It suddenly occurred to him that in the year Yue Zhongfeng was born, his first child, and it was born on the same day, naturally attracted much attention. He still remembers the little wrinkled look of the child in his arms, sucking his mouth Sucking, I put my finger to his mouth, the child turned his head and sucked gently with his mouth.The servants immediately said that the eldest son was born with His Majesty. Emperor Wen knew that those people were just picking up nice words, but thinking about it, he couldn't help getting closer to this child.