dust song

Murong Chengdu took a deep look at the ministers, the color in the depths of his eyes was surprisingly black, almost frightening, he changed into a comfortable posture, leaned on the dragon chair and sneered: "In your eyes, this king has already He is a rebellious minister and traitor who seeks to usurp the throne, would he care about carrying the infamy of 'a foolish ruler who only favors men'?"

"Besides, in the whole of Tianquan, only Chu Lichen is worthy to stand by this king's side."

After Murong Chengdu came to the throne, he announced to the world that Chu Lichen was the only descendant of a monk. With real power in his hands and the backing of the Chu family's wealth, he can firmly sit on the throne of heaven.

But this is not the main purpose of Murong Chengdu. He doesn't know what his plan is, and ordered people to use the name of Chu Lichen to give money to the poor people in private, so that in the entire Tianquan Kingdom, everyone praises the Chu family who survived by luck. The head of the family is a living Bodhisattva in this world.

It's just that Chu Lichen lived in the deep palace for a long time and didn't know what Murong Chengdu did.

All the ministers had tacitly never mentioned the truth of this matter, but they did not expect that it was actually a pavement for Chu Lichen to succeed him.

As soon as this remark came out, all the ministers showed a look of horror on their faces.

"The meaning of your majesty's words, could it be that the Empress is abolished, and Chu Lichen is appointed Empress instead?"

Xie Xingxing has been insane all day long, the position at the back is no longer worthy of the name, the ministers have long been eyeing that position, desperately trying to put their daughter on the throne of queen, Grand Tutor Xie can only be angry and dare not speak out.

These veteran ministers pretended to be loyal to the country on the surface, but once the skin was torn off, the real face was like dirty sewage, disgusting.

"Your Majesty must not! Since the founding of Tianquan, there has never been a precedent for a man to be the heir!"

"Your Majesty, if you act like this, you will definitely become the laughing stock of other countries! Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"presumptuous!"

A harsh voice suddenly came from above their heads, causing everyone to shiver in fright.

Murong Chengdu looked down at the ministers, "There is no precedent, this king will set this precedent, judge right and wrong, leave it to future generations, this king doesn't care!"

Crazy, really crazy, the ruler of a country can do whatever he wants, disregarding the criticisms of the world, and insist on violently mobilizing the court just to make a man his queen. Can you really not care?

But under such creepy eyes, the officials didn't have the guts to speak again, they could only kneel down and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Murong Cheng stood up in an uproar, his tone was serious but firm, "Don't mention this matter again! Retire!"

After speaking, he waved his sleeve robe and led the servant to turn around and leave.

In the previous dynasty, he was able to serve the people diligently and be a corporal, but when it came to Chu Lichen, Murong Chengdu would never give in.

Having reached this point, the officials did not dare to say another word, after all, if they offend Murong Chengdu, it will bring about a catastrophe of death without a place to bury them.

Alas, this demon king who covered the sky with one hand in Tianquan actually fell into the hands of a man.

.......

Early autumn is brisk, deep in the Forbidden Palace, the palace walls that were destroyed due to civil strife have long been restored to their original appearance.

At this time, a gust of cool breeze blew past, gently brushing the pendant beads on Murong Chengdu's golden crown, and even a hint of arrogance flashed in those deep black eyes.

"Your Majesty." Wu Ya stepped forward to salute, Murong Chengdu only glanced at his expression, and knew that Shao Lin had left the palace.

Murong Chengdu's bad mood calmed down a little, he pondered for a moment, then stepped aggressively up the steps of the sleeping hall, but before entering the hall door, he took a good rest and changed his calm face.

With a sound of "crash", the door curtain was lifted respectfully by the palace servants.

Today's bedroom is as quiet as usual, but Murong Chengdu has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his insight is different from ordinary people. Although it is subtle, he still smells the strange smell in the air.

"Bring the Fengweiqin on the desk." Murong Chengdu raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to Wu Ya who was behind him.

Originally, Murong Chengdu wanted to give the phoenix-tailed lyre to Chu Lichen yesterday, but he was distracted by Shao Lin's incident.

"Dust?"

Following the raising of the bead curtain and a soft call, Murong Chengdu's aggressive figure walked in, covering Chu Lichen under him silently.

But Chu Lichen had already cried and fell asleep, and did not notice that Murong Chengdu was standing in front of him at this time, but he was still reclined on the edge of the low couch, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was haggard, not only the circles around his eyes were red , there are still wet tears on the white and smooth cheeks, no one can't help but feel pity when they look at it.

Being stared at by the powerful eyes, Chu Lichen slowly opened his tear-mist eyes as if he had sensed it.

The half-dream and half-awake confusion, and the graceful and slender body made Murong Chengdu's throat tighten.

The man stared at it for a long time, only thinking that Chu Lichen was tired last night, so he bent down and smiled softly: "Chen'er, why are you barefoot and not wearing shoes again? Come, my king will take you to the couch and sit down." .”

Chu Lichen, who was fully awake, had cold eyes, and directly slapped Murong Chengdu's hand away forcefully, and stood up tremblingly.

The sudden indifference made Murong Chengdu stunned, he looked at Chu Lichen expressionlessly, his eyes only added a little coldness and solemnity, but after a while, the smile returned to his lips, "What's wrong with Chen'er?" , but you didn’t sleep well last night? Later, my king will order someone to light benzoin, so you can catch up on a good night’s sleep.”

Murong Chengdu summoned Wu Ya, and said a little courteously: "First, let's see what this king brought you."

Holding the things in his hands, Wu Ya walked up to Chu Lichen, who turned his pupils weakly, anyway, no matter what priceless treasure Murong Chengdu gave him now, he was not interested.

At the same time, the king's slender fingers brushed across Chu Lichen's face, his expression full of nostalgic tenderness, "Chen'er, I want to hear you play the piano."

It's been a long time since I haven't seen the phoenix-tailed lyre. The color of the lyre is still bright. It is obviously well maintained, but in Chu Lichen's eyes, it is so dazzling that it makes him tremble.

Wasn't this piano given to Xie Xingxing by him long ago?If you take it out now, don't you think of a way to humiliate yourself again!

Chu Lichen's chest heaved and his blood surged up, so he couldn't help retorting: "Murong Chengdu, don't bully me too much!"

"Playing the qin? Hehe..." As he said, Chu Lichen strode over and snatched the phoenix-tailed lyre from Wu Ya's hand and raised it above his head, then half closed his eyes, and slammed the lyre under his feet.

With a loud bang, the body of the piano was instantly smashed to pieces like Chu Lichen's heart.

Chu Lichen stared at Murong Chengdu with wide eyes and hatred, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You want me to play it to you again in my life!"

Like thunder falling from the top of the head, the strings on the ground over a hundred years issued the last mournful string.

Murong Chengdu's chest suddenly seemed to be squeezed by a force, and the violent hostility could not be vented, and it surged wantonly in his limbs, "Chen'er, no one has ever dared to disobey this king. Fan's harsh words to this king, this king has never bothered with you, and this king also agreed to let you let Shao Lin go, what else do you want!"

There was a sarcasm on Chu Lichen's lips, his tone remained unchanged, but his heart was cold: "I want to kill you."