Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Outside the palace gate, there was a slanting wind and iron hoofs.

Wearing a heavy iron armor, King Cheng sat on a steed, raised his head slightly in a daze, and looked towards the sky above the Forbidden Court.

The bright flames illuminated the night sky, and there was a crisp sound of drawing a sword out of its sheath in the air.The palace walls are high and deep, and the palace gates are locked tightly. Cheng Wang clearly cannot see the scene in the forbidden court at this moment, but he clearly knows who is coming from the other side of the wall.

It's the Jinwu Guard.

who came to kill him.

Everything tonight seems to be in a dream.

From receiving the order to arrest him from the palace, to leading troops into the city and outside the palace, everything went smoothly.It was precisely because it was so smooth that it seemed that everything he experienced had no real sense of reality.

King Cheng lowered his head, looked at his right hand, and fell into a moment of confusion.

Although he wanted the throne, he never thought of attacking his biological father.For many years, he had been under the shadow of the man he called his father. King Cheng respected him and feared him. His ups and downs in the court all these years came from this man. How could King Cheng dare to confront him?

So, how did it get here?

King Cheng turned his head, and beside him was Wan Xu who looked calmly.

In contrast to all the people around who were wearing armor and holding weapons, Wan Xu Xianya, who was still wearing a blue civil official court uniform, was as calm as if he was on a spring outing.

As if he knew what Wan Xu was thinking, the young man looked at him with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Your Highness, there is no turning back when you shoot the bow, not to mention that you are only one step away from the throne now."

He blinked, snorted, and asked softly, "Could it be that you don't want to take that position?"

How can it be!

Of course, King Cheng wanted to sit on the supreme position that he had longed for for more than ten years.It is precisely because he has been teased by the man sitting on the dragon chair like a doll for many years that he understands how tempting that position is.

Chasing power and status is his stubbornness engraved in his bones.

It stands to reason that now that the throne is about to be obtained, King Cheng should be happy and excited, but at this moment, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

Wan Xu saw his depressed mood and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He said: "The great cause is about to come true, you should be happy."

King Cheng folded his palms together and placed them by his side.

He tilted his head slightly, frowned, his eyes showed a bit of struggle, and his voice was dry: "Wan Xu, is it right for me to do this...?"

It was his father, the one who gave half of his blood.

What's more, this man is not only his father, but also the king of this country.

Wan Xu heard that he didn't even call himself the king, so he understood the hesitation in his heart at the moment.

Even though there was no disturbance in his heart, Wan Xu still showed some emotion and pity on his face.He sighed softly, and comforted him: "But Your Highness, it was the Holy Majesty who disregarded the relationship between father and son, and was bewitched by the crown prince and the prime minister, and wanted to arrest you and put you in prison, completely abolishing you."

"You are not wrong."

Wan Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice lowered, "It's not you who are at fault, but the Holy Majesty and the Crown Prince. They disregarded family affection and tried to put you to death. You just fought back. What's wrong with that?"

Cheng Wang was stunned, and asked him: "I am not wrong...?"

Wan Xu nodded, and said slowly: "Of course you are not wrong. You just want to survive, so what's wrong with that?"

That's right, it was obviously his biological father and elder brother who took the initiative. He just wanted to protect himself, so he had no choice but to lead troops into the city. What's wrong with that?

The confusion in King Cheng's eyes dissipated little by little, and his eyes gradually became firmer.

He hooked his lips into a cold smile: "This crime of killing father and brother, Wan Xu, how do you think history books will write about this king? Say that this king is heinous?"

Wan Xu chuckled: "As long as you win, which historian writes that you are heinous, even if you drag him to behead, you can still punish his nine clans."

He raised his eyebrows and stretched, and smiled: "In this way, what should be written in the history books is still up to you."

This is the truth.

Cheng Wang's heart knot was completely untied, and he couldn't help smiling brightly, his eyebrows raised.Thinking of the aggrieved days he had spent in the mansion for several months, King Cheng looked at the forbidden court illuminated by lights, and felt that the blood in his whole body was about to boil.

After this night, he will be the new owner of this palace and the new owner of this world

Before entering the Forbidden Court, King Cheng finally asked Wan Xu: "Master Wan, everything is arranged?"

"of course."

Wan Xu met his gaze unhurriedly, and smiled slightly: "My minister is already taking care of the people in the palace, and I just wait for you to catch the turtle."

As if in response to Wan Xu's words, at the same moment Wan Xu's words fell, the originally closed palace door made a babbling sound.

Someone took the initiative to open the palace door.

Since then, the last line of defense guarding the palace has collapsed.In the past, the majestic and ferocious lion crawled in the night, exposing its soft belly to the enemy.

King Cheng was startled, then laughed loudly.

The fire illuminated his face, and he had sharp eyebrows and eyes, raised his arms high, and shouted loudly: "All officers and soldiers follow this king into the palace!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, King Cheng led the soldiers into the forbidden court on horseback, but he didn't notice that there was one person missing beside him.

A person he trusted most.

The dew is heavy late at night, and the autumn night is cool and cold.

Wan Xu stood at the gate of the palace, watching Cheng Wang's back disappearing from sight without moving.Soon there was the sound of weapons touching, and at the same time, there were shrill or angry shouts.

This situation, which has been arranged for many years and which was most likely not to happen, has finally come.

Wan Xu let go of his shoulders, turning a deaf ear to the fight not far away.

"What a fool, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang."

He snorted lightly, looked into the forbidden court from a distance, and said with a leisurely smile: "It is true that the turtle is caught in the urn, but the turtle is not someone else, it is you."

The dust has settled.

Wan Xu thought of this, and a figure appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but muttered for a moment, "Master Xie, what will you do now?"

As if thinking of something, he looked expectant, and suddenly smiled and said, "If you come to beg me...if you kneel down in front of me...if you admit defeat with tears... maybe I will save you." You die."

The proud son of heaven is thrown into the mortal world, is there any more exciting scene than this?

Thinking of this, Wan Xu felt the breeze blowing on his face, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

The night was getting darker, but the smell of blood hadn't spread to the Hall of Martial Heroes.

Qin Houde sat on a high place, and after figuring out the ins and outs, he couldn't help but patted his hands and smiled: "So, my second son thought that I was going to kill him, so he took the risk and made this move to play chess— ——And I did listen to your words, thinking that he was really rebellious, and I was indeed moved to kill him."

He boasted: "The cause and effect are interchanged, but the result is still the same. In this game, both I and King Cheng lost." He looked at the prince, smiled and said, "You are much smarter and more ruthless than I imagined." many."

When the prince heard his words, there was no smile on his face.

He thought casually that his father praised him more this night than in the past few years combined.

It's a real irony.

"If the father has some trust in the second brother, I am afraid that my uncle and I will not be able to succeed."

The prince stared intently at the man he admired the most when he was a child, and laughed at himself: "I imagine that if the second brother told you tonight that my son led the army to rebel, I'm afraid you would believe it."

Qin Houde picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip with downcast eyes, with a calm expression.

He didn't answer, which was the best answer.

Although the prince knew the answer a long time ago, he still felt powerless in his heart at this moment.

After many years of confusion and depression, he finally asked Qin Houde: "Why don't you trust your son who is connected by blood, but you are willing to trust Xie's family? Erchen sometimes looks at him coldly, thinking that compared to me and my second brother, Xie Zhao It's actually more like your own child. From Xie Yan to Xie Zhao, do you trust Xie's family that much?"

Qin Houde raised his eyes and looked at the prince with deep eyes. His eyes were cold and sharp. He didn't seem to be looking at his own son, but instead looked at his life-and-death enemy.

The prince suddenly met such eyes, and was so startled that he took half a step back.

The next moment, the prince froze.

——a hand supported his back, preventing him from taking half a step back.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the figure on the window moved accordingly.

After the crown prince stood still, Xu Yixin put down his hands and looked into the eyes of the emperor.For the first time, he did not hide the malice in his eyes, and said with a light smile: "The prince still doesn't understand His Majesty, you still don't understand—"

Rolling up his sleeves, he said slowly, "Our Majesty, when did we trust Xie's family?"

The author has something to say: King Cheng flinches: Lord Wan, do I really want to rebel?

Master Wan smiled: Give it a go, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle o(∩_∩)o

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