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The sky changed extremely quickly. Not long ago, the sun was still high, but in a blink of an eye, the light seemed to gather and gather suddenly, dyeing the silvery white sky into a dim red in an instant.

As Murong Chengdu personally led the troops to charge and kill, the invincible momentum made the enemy dare not attack by force, and they all retreated in fear. The imperial guards guarding the palace had no power to parry, and thousands of people were killed like chickens and dogs.

At this moment, Murong Chengdu seemed to be the god of war that everyone in the world feared.

Seeing that the general situation was over, the palace people hurriedly ran away in panic, no one had the energy to pay attention to the King of Tianquan who had no real power in the Palace of Qinzheng.

Except for the few old and pedantic ministers in the previous dynasty.

"The regent led the troops to kill! Escort and escort!"

"Hurry up and protect Your Majesty!"

Murong Cheng put his sword back into its sheath, and dismounted from his horse with Chu Lichen in his arms.Dozens of people surrounded him and rushed to the high platform of Qinzheng Palace in one go.Although the imperial guards standing in front of the temple held sharp swords in front of their chests, they all looked at each other and dared not go forward, and the situation became stalemate for a while.

"My lord! Here is the head of the commander of the imperial army."

When Wu Ya rushed to Murong Chengdu's side, he was already covered in blood, with wounds all over his back, obviously he had just experienced a hard battle.So just now he couldn't hold it anymore after he finished speaking, and fell to the ground with a plop on one knee.

Seeing this, the two soldiers at the side hurried forward to bandage Wu Ya's wound.

Although Murong Chengdu was expressionless, he still gave him an appreciative glance, "Well done."

Wu Jiang also led his troops to rush up at this time, and he caught a glimpse of Chu Lichen in Murong Chengdu's arms at a glance. His eyes changed, and he thought, isn't this the man Gu Wenjiang held hostage on the palace wall? The reason why Shang personally put himself at risk is to find this male favorite?

After thinking about it, Wu Jiang restrained his expression calmly, looked at Murong Chengdu, raised his head on the ground with his sword, pointed at the front of the formation, and shouted: "The head of the imperial army commander is here, you should surrender quickly!"

The two sides were fighting wildly, how could they hear what Wu Jiang was shouting, and they were still fighting with swords.

Therefore, Wu Jiang yelled three times in a row, but no one stopped.

Murong Chengdu frowned slightly, then took a step forward, and shouted: "The overall situation is settled! If you abandon your sword and surrender to the king at this moment, you will be spared death!"

The voice is full of arrogance, overwhelming the hustle and bustle of the sky, and the gestures are full of the domineering of the king.

This moment was shocking enough, the royal palace was suddenly dead silent, everyone's eyes were focused on the Qinzheng Hall, Chu Lichen was completely unaware of what was happening before him, and was still sleeping deeply in Murong Chengdu's arms.

Seeing that the commanding general was dead, the Forbidden Army, who were still desperately resisting, immediately backed away half a step with a big change in expression, and stopped their hands.

Now that Murong Chengdu has occupied Qinzheng Hall, the soldiers and horses who came to support had no choice but to surrender. Gradually, the sound of killing like shaking the earth subsided, only the wailing of the wounded soldiers and the dying cry of the horses remained. lament.

The weapons fell to the ground with a bang, and the rest of the imperial guards knelt down and shouted: "Your subordinates are willing to submit to the prince!"

Wu Jiang turned around and held his sword in front of him, with fire in his eyes, as if he was still worried about the fact that no one responded to him, so he got angry at the guards guarding in front of the hall, "Go away! Do you want to die?"

The guards hesitated for a moment, but still neatly moved out of the way.

Just like that, Murong Chengdu hugged Chu Lichen, surrounded by Wu Jiang and others, and walked into the Palace of Qinzheng.

In the hall, the officials were divided into two factions and stood on both sides of the hall, while Murong Chengdu stood directly in the center of the hall, he only glanced lightly, and Murong Fu Bai immediately fell down from the dragon chair in fright.

His eyes were dull, and he didn't know where the golden crown rolled down. Then Murong Fu Bai straightened up unsteadily, pointing at Murong Cheng with a finger full of pearls and jade rings, stammering: "Murong Cheng saves you...how dare you Rebellion! Gu... Gu advises you to retreat now, tens of thousands of forbidden troops... are outside the palace gate!"

Murong Chengdu smiled defiantly, looking forward to Shenghui, this domineering man didn't take anyone seriously, "Now that the whole situation is under the control of this king, who do you think Brother Wang can come to save you?"

"You...you kill your brother to seize the throne, and you mess up the court, you will definitely attract criticism. How can you convince Tian...Tianquan and the people to be convinced!"

Murong Chengdu half-closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then approached Murong Fu Bai step by step, a trace of awe that others could not detect escaped from his tiger eyes: "So what? You really care about this when you are the king?"

Murong Fu Bai was forced to have no way to escape, he huddled under the dragon chair and stared wide-eyed, after a while, he finally begged desperately, "My dear brother, I will give you the throne and the beauties in the harem, what are you doing alone?" Don't give it all to you, you spared Brother Wang's life, okay?"

"Look at your incompetent appearance. For so many years, you have been willing to be placed on the dragon chair by Gu Wenjiang as a puppet. You really have a bit of servility? You have completely embarrassed your father!"

Murong Chengdu snorted, he looked up at the throne that was close at hand, and said coldly: "Of course this king will not kill you. It is up to you to choose whether to be a slave for life or imprisoned forever."

No matter which one you choose, it will be extremely humiliating to Murong Fu Bai who was kicked off the throne.

Murong Fu Bai opened his mouth and didn't speak for a long while, and finally he gritted his teeth viciously, "You are really a lonely brother, you don't even show any affection."

"For you, I don't seem to need any kindness from this king." Murong Chengdu showed a sarcasm, and then laughed a few times, stepped on Murong Fu Bai's hand with his boots stained with mud and blood, and slammed the golden knife Madi sat on the throne.

Seeing it as a matter of course, Murong Fu Bai's eyes were about to burst.

Murong Chengdu turned Chu Lichen in his arms and placed it on his lap, stroked with his big hand, from fingertips to arms, and finally moved to the top, and pillowed Chu Lichen's head in his arms.

The cold and handsome outline was soft enough to be seen by the naked eye. Murong Chengdu bent down, pressed his forehead against Chu Lichen's, and muttered to himself: "Chen'er, open your eyes and see, today you will sit and enjoy this king with me." Heaven has power over the country."

"..." The person in his arms was breathing evenly and curled up in his strong arms, like a baby sleeping in a swaddle.

Not to mention that since the founding of the country, the harem has been ordered not to interfere in politics, even Murong Fu Bai and other lust-loving people have never sat on the throne with their male favorites in their arms.

Sure enough, His Highness, several ministers immediately began to yell and thump their chests.

"This, how decent! How decent!"

"God has eyes, and the rebellious officials and thieves who plot to usurp the throne will finally have their retribution! The old minister is ashamed of the former king, and now he can only apologise with death!"

"Rebellious officials and thieves? The ministers should not slander the king just because they held high positions in the previous dynasty. You should know who this throne should be." Murong Chengdu's lips scorned With an extreme smile, "Besides, this king is the destiny. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with this king. Drag them all out, so don't dirty my eyes."

Not to mention retribution, for the sake of Chu Lichen, it doesn't matter if he is the first foolish king in the history of the Tianquan Kingdom.

Seeing that the timing was just right, Taifu Xie immediately led several ministers Yingying to kneel on the ground, and raised his voice: "It is the destiny of the king to ascend the throne and become the king. The ministers are willing to follow to the death. Long live the king!"

As long as Murong Chengdu succeeds to the throne, Grand Tutor Xie will be the elder of the new dynasty, and his daughter will naturally become the queen, and his position in Tianquan will be unshakable.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Jiang and other ministers also echoed loudly: "Long live the king!"

The sky was quietly dark, and bright candles were lit in the hall. At this moment, a thunder echoed, and it rained heavily outside in an instant.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, mercilessly washing over the palace, which was bloody and corpse-strewn not long ago.

So violently, so violently, as if to erase all traces.

Tomorrow, everything in Tianquan will undergo earth-shaking changes.