First brother conceived

The man in black, with a black scarf with a golden cross on his face, walked to the wall, and dropped the bundle of things he was holding onto the tower, just in the direction of Prince De and An Yangheng beside him. What arrived was Anyang Yuanqian's usual saber and the needle bag he carried with him. What Anyang Heng received were two heirlooms from the Anyang family, the spirit thorn and the soft sword...

Yuan Tuo and Chu Jiang, who had been following behind the three elders, rode forward and took what was in the hands of Prince De and An Yangheng. Yuan Tuo looked at the emperor above his head with resentment, and Chu Jiang was already yelling, "Dog! Emperor, let them go quickly, or I will let you die without a place to bury you!"

"Death has no place to die, heh, young people can be angry, but you have to see if this is the time for you to get angry!" The emperor sneered, and turned his gaze to Prince De, "Situ Yi, I will let people close the city gate now." Open it, you and I go back to the palace, the throne will not fall into the hands of outsiders no matter what, and I don't want people in the world to see Da Sui's jokes, we brothers should discuss this matter carefully."

Prince De raised his head and glanced at the emperor, lowered his head with a gloomy face, was silent for a long while thinking secretly, then turned his head and whispered a few words to An Yangheng beside him.The emperor looked at the two people below, who were whispering to each other, sneered, and said to himself: Situ Yi and Da Sui have lost all face with a man like this.

The emperor stood on the tower and looked at the two people contemptuously for a while, then said, "Ah Yi, I will wait for you in the palace." After speaking, he gave an order to the people around him, and some people ran downstairs Opening the city gate, the emperor left the city tower calmly, sat on the imperial seat, and leaned crookedly on the golden imperial seat, with a gloomy expression on his face that made people uncomfortable.

Yu Huo stopped at the gate of the city for a while, and then walked towards the Imperial Palace in the city under the escort of a group of guards and black-clothed masked men.

When Prince De was walking forward, he brought An Yangheng, Yuan Tian, ​​four people beside him, and Qilin Kui, the Teng Snake, White Tiger, and nine people into the capital, guarding the Qinglong couple who were also wearing armor outside. People, the face is not very good-looking, they all think this move is a dangerous move, if it doesn't go well, I'm afraid they will all be folded in the palace, but the people in the palace can be given up.

Qinglong sighed, took out a palm-sized exquisite keg from his arms, raised it above his head and pressed the mechanism, a red firework flew into the sky with the sound of the wind...

In the morning, Yuan Zhuo and Yuan Qian were blindfolded and led out of the dungeon. Someone led them all the way out of the dungeon, made a big circle, and came to an open place. The two were tied up and hung on the beam.

Yuan Zhuo felt his body swaying in mid-air, and he laughed at himself helplessly, feeling like a duck, but soon Yuan Zhuo put away these distracting thoughts and began to pay close attention to the situation around him.

Yuan Zhuo's face is pink, and his body is hot. Although he and Yuan Qian both drank medicine last night, their bodies are extraordinary after all. The typhoid fever has not been cured at all. After Yuanqian's sealed acupoint was opened, he is fine now. Although Yuan Zhuo has been pampered since he was a child, he has long been used to suffering. Although he has a high fever at the moment, his mind is still clear and his eyes cannot see. But he can still hear.

Yuan Zhuo's ears twitched lightly, and he understood everything around him in less than half a moment. In this very empty hall, there were people ambushing on the beams and pillars on the roof, and there were several people in the corner. It seemed that their martial arts were not low.

Yuan Zhuo wrote down their positions in his heart, it will definitely be useful later.

The emperor sat in front of the palace, and all the guards in the palace were in ambush around here. When the emperor stepped down from the imperial palace, these guards and men in black jumped out from every corner and surrounded the group of Prince De. Let's face it, although Prince De's group was not disarmed when they entered the palace, they will be surrounded by groups, and they can only show up to confront each other now.

The emperor went to get some money, and rushed to the crowd surrounded by people behind him and said, "Let the prince come here!" After speaking, he stepped across the threshold, walked up the hall, sat on the dragon chair, looked up at the two people hanging in the room. The man on top has a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

Prince De walked up to the main hall and looked up at the two people who were hung on the beams. They were pale and haggard, especially the blood stains on Yuan Zhuo's body, which made Prince De's heart shiver. He knew that he was pregnant now. Child, how can such a body withstand this kind of torture? Looking at this scene, Prince De hated the demon sitting on the dragon chair with the same blood as him to the extreme.

The emperor looked at the eyes of Prince De looking at the two human-shaped preserved ducks hanging on the roof, and arrogantly thought that the plan was half successful, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the rope tied to the dragon chair. Zhuo was a heavy object, and the whole rope was very tight. When he pulled it, the rope made a sound like a spring. Two men in black held the candlestick and put it under the two ropes.

Prince De's eyes were immediately attracted to him, looking at the candlesticks placed under the two ropes, Prince De's eyes widened a little, and he shouted hysterically: "Brother Emperor, what do you want, let it go!" They, don't hurt the innocent anymore, you won't get any benefit from hurting them."

"Ah Yi, look clearly, I am the emperor, and I control everyone's life and death!"

"Brother, even if you are the emperor, you don't have the strength to end other people's lives. I won't let you do whatever you want!" The emperor seemed to be annoyed instantly when he heard Prince De's words. The prince roared, "You won't let me do whatever I want, why do you, whatever you are, this world belongs to me, I can do whatever I want, you have no right to say such things! No!"

"Brother Huang, how did you become like this? This is not you, you shouldn't be like this!" Prince De looked at the man who had no image standing in front of the dragon chair and roared like a beast. There was no fear in his heart, only deep pain .

"Hehe, it shouldn't be like this, shouldn't it be like this? Shouldn't it be so vicious, or should it be cold-blooded and ruthless?" The emperor looked at Prince De with a ferocious face and continued to hysterically, venting his resentment that had been suppressed for many years.

"Situ Yi, I became like this because of you. I am the eldest son and the prince, but because of you, I became nothing because of you! Your cleverness made me, the prince, useless." , your cleverness makes the emperor proud and the queen mother happy, but I bear the name of the crown prince and have been looked down upon by the officials. What do you think I should become? Tell me, Situ Yi, can't you be eloquent? ,Please speak!"

"Brother Huang, why are you trying to get on with yourself? I never thought about fighting with you. I have never doubted you for so many years. I have been doing my best to help you stabilize the country. not open."

Prince De looked at the emperor with wet eyes, "Brother Emperor, you have done enough crimes, why are you willing to let go?"

"Let me let go, is it easy?" The emperor was not surprised at what Prince De said. Instead, he showed an expression that he had expected a long time ago, turned around and pulled out a long sword from the dragon chair, and threw it at Prince De. .

Prince De looked down at the long sword thrown to his feet, feeling sad.

The emperor's voice sounded again, the voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, "Situ Yi is dead, I will let you go, and my pain will be over when you die. You die, don't you want me to let you go? You go to hell!"

Prince De looked at the long sword on the ground without moving.

"Situ Yi, aren't you righteous Lingran? Don't you want me to let go of my hatred? Why are you so afraid of death when you said it just now?" The emperor's ferocious face was like a mask that had been removed. He changed back to the kindness and peace he usually wore on his face, "Looks like I'm going to help you!" After saying this, the emperor sat back on the dragon chair, and raised his hand to explain to the two men in black beside him. After a while, the two of them took out the fire folder from their arms and wanted to light the candlestick under the rope.

"No!" Prince De shouted, and almost immediately squatted down to pick up the sword on the ground.

Yuan Qian could hear clearly and knew what happened. When Prince De stretched out his hand to take the sword, he shouted, "Father, don't want it!"

"Xiaoqian!" This was the first time Yuanqian called him, and Prince De was so touched that he raised his head to see Yuanqian who was hanging in mid-air stopped moving.

Seeing Yuan Qian and Prince De's kindness and filial piety, the emperor was filled with jealousy and anger, and said two words coldly, "Light it up!"

Prince De picked up the sword from the ground, and the tip of the sword slid across the ground with a piercing sound, and the candle was already lit, with the flickering flames and the roasting rope, the whole hall smelled of burnt.

When Yuan Zhuo heard the sharp sound and smelled the burnt smell, his heart skipped a beat twice, is he going to play with falling objects again? Is An'er's fate in his stomach hard?

Prince De looked at the scorched and blackened rope that had been roasted by candles in a blink of an eye, and shouted at the emperor, "Brother Emperor, let them go, and I will do as you say."

The emperor sneered and said: "Okay, as long as you die, I will definitely not break my promise, and I will let them go!"

"Father, don't, he won't let us go even if you die, don't do stupid things..." Yuan Qian yelled at Prince De, and began to struggle hard, trying to break free from the ropes that bound him, his body left in mid-air Swing right.

Prince De no longer believed in the man sitting on the dragon chair, but he really didn't know what to do when he saw the two people hanging in the air. Who could he save? Yuan Zhuo, what about Yuan Qian? If he sees any of them falling from the sky