Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

Yan Zhao only felt distraught, he was overwhelmed by the information he received during this period, and he couldn't distract himself from thinking about which prince should hand over the seat of more than ten thousand people.

"I know what my father is hesitating about." Yan Rongzhen paced back and forth recklessly in front of Yan Zhao, "It's true that the brothers are incompetent, but it's also true that you don't want to abdicate, father." The emperor is only in the year of his destiny, and his body is still healthy, how could he have the heart to give up the throne.

Although he could wait, the sons and grandsons below were unwilling to wait any longer.

Yan Zhao was furious when he heard the sound, he naturally wouldn't admit his selfishness, "What nonsense are you talking about, when the father gets old, won't the power in his hands still be left to you?"

"Father was able to speak so frankly in front of his son, because he saw that his son was Kunze, but today, he will do the opposite!" Yan Rongzhen opened his sharp phoenix eyes, "Throughout the ages, It's not that Kunze has never been crowned emperor, if not, my son will be the first!"

"Yan Rongzhen, you are presumptuous!" Yan Zhao couldn't bear it anymore, and slammed the table, "Come here, take the Ninth Prince down for me!"

It was too late and then it was too late, Eunuch Gao panicked and rushed into the bedroom, shouting: "Your Majesty, the gate of the palace is guarded by heavy soldiers, slaves, slaves are terrified!"

Yan Zhao stood up in disbelief, looking at the old nine whom he had always loved so much, his eyes were tearing apart, "You, you dare to lead troops to rebel."

"No." Yan Rongzhen stood quietly by the side, with a sneering smile on his lips, "You should blame the sixth brother for acting in a hurry. After he got rid of the fourth brother, he found that the son had returned to the imperial city. , I must not be able to hold back, so this son-in-law is also fighting for this opportunity."

He took a step forward and pressed Yan Zhao step by step, "If the royal father agrees to the minister and signs the imperial edict, then the heavy soldiers outside will be the best barrier to protect the royal father. Otherwise, the minister I don't know what Brother Six will do."

"You still dare to argue here!" Yan Zhao was so depressed that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, remembering the Xing family army who had arranged to stay behind at the city gate, he shouted: "General Xing, where is Xing Tianyi! "

"Old general Xing is about the same age as the father, and he has reached his destiny, let him rest." The deal he had made with Xing Tianyi was that if the palace had to be forced to rebel, Xing Tianyi would not be able to intervene.

The old General Xing agreed, firstly because of Fu Yuan, and secondly because he was a former general and didn't want to be involved in this troubled water. No matter which prince came to the throne in the future, it had nothing to do with him.

"Father! Your servant is too late to save you!" Suddenly there was a shout outside the palace. Yan Huaijin was dressed in military uniform, obviously coming prepared. The guards he brought directly broke through the gate of the bedroom. Rong Zhen and Yan Zhao showed up in front of everyone.

Originally thought that he would see Lao Ba who accidentally married, but the person who didn't want to appear was Lao Jiu who hadn't seen him for a long time. Yan Huaijin was stunned for a moment, and then thought clearly about the whole story.

He Nahan said: "Zhen'er, you are really an eye-opener for Brother Huang."

Yan Rongzhen smiled slightly, without any timidity, "Brother Liuhuang, it's the same."

This made Yan Huaijin feel strange, but he didn't know that Yan Zhao had known what he had done for a long time, and he still maintained a dignified face, "It's no wonder that Zhen'er has never given in to our brothers since he was a child. It was aimed at this purpose from the beginning.”

Turning a blind eye to the Sixth Prince's sarcasm, Yan Rongzhen took two steps back, and said to Yan Zhao: "Father, guess what, the Sixth Brother will pretend to save you first, pretending to be a good minister for a few more days, or just settle it once and forfeit it." Both of us were killed together, and the dynasty will be changed today?"

"Dare he?" Yan Zhao's hands under the dragon robe clenched into fists and rattled.The Lord of Beiyuan did not expect that it was only a few hours,

The father-son friendship between him and the princes is about to come to an end.

Emperor Yan seemed to have finally compromised with his old nine, and said: "Since I was a child, my father has indeed ignored you because of your status as Kun Ze. What you can do is indeed better than any of your elder brothers." We must all be strong." Yan Zhao's words were true.

"That's good, my father promises you. After taking down your sixth brother this time, my father will issue an edict to abdicate the throne and make you emperor."

Hearing this, Yan Rongzhen was shocked, and the excitement in his eyes was almost beyond words. Is the preparation for so many years finally going to be rewarded? He raised his head and said: "Okay, the father keeps his promises, and my sons believe me!" you."

Hearing Yan Zhao's promise to Lao Jiu face to face, Yan Huaijin's eyes widened with disbelief, and he shouted: "Father, you would rather give the throne to Kunze than to me? "Excited, he even forgot his son-in-law's claim, and stared at Yan Zhao with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes, unable to hide the killing intent inside.

"Since that's the case, father and younger brother, let's step into the underworld!" He slightly raised his hand, and the guards beside him changed from protecting to attacking in an instant, rushing straight in.

All of a sudden, the maids and eunuchs in the palace panicked, screaming and screaming one after another, and before some of them had time to escape from the scene, they were cut in half with a sharp long knife and their bodies were separated. The scene was very tragic.

Yan Zhao and Yan Rongzhen were firmly surrounded by the imperial guards. Emperor Yan watched the unscrupulous killing around him, the sprayed blood was flying in mid-air, and stained on the coiled dragon pillar in the hall, he couldn't help shouting in pain, "Nizi!" !"

However, Yan Huaijin was already blinded by anger, and the only trace of filial piety that was left behind as a son of man had long since been forgotten. With the soft sword in his hand, he broke through the encirclement and pointed directly at Yan Zhao.

Yan Rongzhen made a decisive decision, raised his Qi luck skills, and slapped the sixth prince with a bang.

Yan Huaijin dodged sideways, only to see that a big hole had been blown out by Yan Rongzhen on the side of the palace gate at the back, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips, "Old Jiu, in the previous competitions, you were always the first!" One, of course, this time the emperor will not let you." After speaking, he moved fiercely and rushed towards Kun Ze.

Because he didn't have a weapon in his hand, Yan Rongzhen didn't like to fight. He tapped his toes lightly, and immediately dodged Yan Huaijin's several attacks. There was a pause, and the speed slowed down by half a beat, only barely enough time to dodge the sword's edge that swept across his neck.

For a moment, blood was flying, Yan Rongzhen covered the wound on his arm, and staggered a few steps.

Yan Huaijin, who had gained the upper hand, smiled to himself, and sarcastically said: "What's the matter, is the ninth brother's strength just like this? It shouldn't be, brother Huang wants to play with you for enough money. After all, there is no Next time!"

Looking up and staring at Yan Huaijin, who was almost crazy and strong, Yan Rongzhen's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead not long after, and he glanced in the direction of Yan Zhao from the corner of his eye. Ming Jun is still sitting on the mountain watching the tiger.

Quickly retreating to a certain place in the bedroom, I saw on a high platform, the treasure of the old ancestor's town house, Shang Fang's sword.This is the symbol of the royal family, it has long been beyond the weapon, even the sons and grandsons of the dragon can't touch it easily, but Yan Rongzhen can't control so much anymore.

Facing Yan Huaijin with bare hands, he could only wait for death.

Without hesitation, he broke the brocade box protecting the sword. Kun Ze grasped the hilt and pulled it out vigorously, only to see a dazzling silver light flashing. .

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in his stomach, Yan Rongzhen walked extremely steadily, swiped his sword at Yan Huaijin, and did not give way for a moment, as if he was on equal footing.

Seeing Lao Jiu's appearance with ease, the sixth prince felt anxious, he really underestimated Yan Rongzhen, and shouldn't treat him like ordinary Kun Ze.However, in this impatience, Yan Huaijin didn't notice it for a while, the sword edge deviated from the track, and was picked up by Shang Fang's sword, he couldn't help but feel a pain in the tiger's mouth, Qingfeng immediately let go.

Immediately the outcome was revealed, Yan Huaijin had an idea, and shouted: "Look, where did the canary come from, and it went back to the cage by itself.

Sure enough, Yan Rongzhen turned his head when he heard the sound, and for a split second, Yan Huaijin slapped Kun Ze with his palm.

The situation was completely reversed in an instant, the Ninth Prince's figure was like a kite that had come off its string, flew up for a moment, and then rolled weakly on the ground a few times, his chest was choked, and a mouthful of thick blood suddenly spit out from his mouth.

"Your Highness!" Yan Qi's eyes were tearing apart as he was being scrambled.

"Hahahaha!" Yan Huaijin laughed flamboyantly. He glared at Yan Zhao, who looked indifferently, "Father, look, I have won, and I am the one who should sit on the dragon chair the most." .”

"Oh?" Yan Zhao spoke only at this time, he casually glanced at the Dou Liu and Lao Jiu, who were both defeated, "When did I say that whoever loses the throne will give it to him?"

As soon as Yan Huaijin said this, the smile on Yan Huaijin's lips stopped, and Yan Zhao's figure was extremely fast. He did not know when he drew a lock dragon whip, and hit him on the chest. Blood splatter.

"I'm not dead yet, you bastards want to grab the throne, it's ridiculous!"

The sixth prince was seriously injured, and wanted to fight back, but the fight just now had consumed a lot of his mental strength, and he couldn't get up for a while. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and silently confronted Yan Zhao.

At this time, Yan Qi had already stood in front of the Ninth Prince, and the troops that had been arranged outside the palace gate had already swarmed in. For a moment, a three-legged confrontation appeared in the huge palace.

"Eh..." Yan Rongzhen, who was lying on the ground, exhaled in pain. He looked up with difficulty, only to feel that his eyes were blackened, and the pain in his lower abdomen made him almost faint, as if something was following him The bottom of the thigh slipped down.

Seeing the bloodstains spreading under the Ninth Prince, Yan Qi's eyes were full of worry, "Your Highness..."

Holding on to the last of his strength, Yan Rongzhen poured all the antinatal drugs he had taken out into his mouth, but he knew in his heart that whether the child would survive or not depended on his own fate.Weakly hanging his head, he smiled wryly, not to mention the flesh and blood in his belly, I'm afraid that even he himself may not be able to walk out of this palace gate alive today.

He suddenly regretted for a moment, if he hadn't returned to the imperial city, he might be still in the Western Regions, living an ordinary life with that person.