Stranger and Chen in the Palace

"Stop—" Feng Yuan yelled.

Ling Yihong was startled, and looked back, no, Feng Yuan and the others have already arrived, and Guan Mingfeng is still there!

Originally, it was not so fast, but when Li Haoru's men saw that it was Feng Yuan who killed him, they surrendered one after another.

Ling Yihong gritted his teeth, stepped on the horse, flew down, drew the sword from his waist, and stabbed straight at Ling Yichen.

His sword came too fast, too caught off guard.

Ling Yichen was entangled by a group of people, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ling Yihong stabbing at him, raising his sword to block.But as soon as he withdrew his sword, someone slashed his back suddenly, and Ling Yichen's movement of swinging the sword couldn't help but pause, but at this moment, Ling Yihong's sword had arrived.

Almost at the same time, Ling Yize stood up and stood in front of Ling Yichen. With a pop, a cold light pierced his chest, and the warm blood immediately formed a beautiful flower in midair.

"Yize—"

Ling Yichen's heart-piercing roar sounded in the night, and he quickly caught the limp body.

Ling Yihong was stunned by the scene in front of him, he suddenly drew out his sword and prepared to stab again, but it was too late, Lian Huangfei, who had rushed to him, kicked the sword away from his hand and quickly subdued him.

When the surrounding enemy soldiers saw Ling Yihong being captured, they all put down their weapons and surrendered...

On the ground, Ling Yichen hugged the seriously injured Ling Yize. The blood on his chest quickly smeared on his clothes like splashed ink. Ling Yichen held down the horrible bubbling wound, and roared in all directions: "Go and call Zhang Yu!" Come doctor, quickly—"

"Brother Huang..." Ling Yize's weak voice sounded.

Ling Yichen's lips were as white as snow, and his voice trembled: "Yize, don't be afraid, Doctor Zhang will be here soon..."

As he spoke, he glanced away suddenly, tears were already in his eyes, and blood gushed out between his fingers, anyone could see that it was too late...

Ling Yize slowly raised his hand to stroke Brother Huang's handsome face, Ling Yichen looked back at him.

"Brother Huang... don't be sad, Yize... don't want you to be sad..."

Ling Yize's voice was intermittent, and it was extremely difficult to speak, "Brother Huang, do you know? This is Yize... the happiest moment in the world, so... Brother Huang... can't be sad..."

Ling Yichen nodded vigorously, and held his hand tightly: "Okay, okay, Brother Huang is not sad, Brother Huang is not sad..."

A sweet smile appeared on Ling Yize's face.

At this moment, his imperial brother finally hugged him.

It turned out that Brother Huang's embrace was really what he thought,

So warm!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ling Yize's face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

"Yize—" Ling Yichen called out in alarm.

At this moment, fear, panic, helplessness...

All appear in this man who has always been determined, resolute, and indestructible.

Looking at his imperial brother obsessively, a trace of sadness finally crossed Ling Yize's smiling face: "Emperor brother, Yize... I can't bear you..."

In fact, he wanted to say: Brother Huang, Yize...I like you!

The person he loves the most in his life will never let him know his heart.Because this kind of love is taboo, immoral, unclean, and not recognized by the world.

Therefore, even if he died, he would not be able to say "I like you" to him openly.

Because he is his royal brother,

So he doesn't have the qualifications,

This love, keep silent until death!

Ling Yichen was so choked up that he couldn't speak, he hugged the person in his arms tightly.

His body seemed to be pulled away, and Ling Yize's thoughts began to slacken. He raised his hand, wanting to touch Brother Huang's face again, but when he was about to touch it, he fell into darkness forever...

Feeling his hand drop suddenly, Ling Yichen's whole body trembled, and a very soft sob stuck in his throat, the pain was unbearable.

That pale smile, and his slightly childish voice.

"Brother Huang, look at this!"

"Brother Huang, can you teach me how to ride a horse?"

"I knew that Brother Huang is the best person in the world!"

……

The heart is torn apart,

Bloody!

Can't cry, can't!

Even if you lose your love, lose your brother, lose everything,

He won't cry either,

never!

He wants the person who caused all this to pay the most painful price in his life! ! !

There was a dead silence around, and a needle could be heard. Everyone looked at the future young emperor, seeing him trembling all over, and seeing the blood on his back.At this moment, he is like a wounded wolf!

In the distance, the first ray of morning light is faintly visible.

The remaining troops of Ling Yihong and Li Haoru were completely controlled by Feng Yuan and Guan Mingfeng.Almost all of Ling Yichen's [-] imperial guards were killed, except for Lian Feng who was seriously injured, all other hidden guards were also dead.

Blood flowed like rivers throughout the palace...

It was the time of the early court, and the officials rushed to the palace one after another, but they were all shocked by the sight in front of them...

Xue Zimo stood in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion for a whole night, his clothes soaked in dew, staring blankly in the direction of the palace, his eyes gradually changed from worry and fear to a pool of stagnant water.

Lianhuang suddenly appeared in front of him, Xue Zimo's eyes lit up, and his body moved.

Lianhuang came straight to him, but Xue Zimo didn't dare to ask a word.

Looking at the haggard Xue Zimo, Lian Huang felt distressed for a while, and hurriedly said: "Young Master Xue, don't worry, His Highness is fine, we..."

He was about to continue, but Xue Zimo grabbed his arms tightly, and saw that his eyes instantly brightened like stars, and the light seemed to overflow: "Really?"

Lian Huang nodded quickly, as if afraid that he would not believe it, and added: "It is absolutely true, we arrived at the last moment, and the rebels such as Ping Xinhou and Li Haoru were arrested."

Xue Zimo lowered his hands suddenly, his eyes gradually became moist, and he murmured in a low voice: "That's good, that's good..."

He thought, he thought that something had happened to that person, and he even wanted to die...

Xue Jingting patted him on the shoulder, in fact, the moment Lianhuang appeared, he already guessed that His Highness the Third Highness was fine.

They finally won this battle!

"But..." Lian Huang hesitated to speak.

"What?" Xue Zimo froze.

Could it be that Ling Yichen was seriously injured?

Lian Huang sighed: "The Fourth Highness blocked Ping Xinhou's sword for His Highness, and he is dead."

Xue Zimo's face changed, the Fourth Highness is dead? !

He still died for him, so isn't he very sad now?

Lianhuang hesitated for a while before saying: "Mr. Xue, are you going to see His Highness?"

After standing in a daze for a while, Xue Zimo shook his head, as long as he knew he was safe and sound.

"Mo'er, I'm rushing to the palace now, you go back to your room and have a good rest." Xue Jingting said distressedly.

Xue Zimo nodded mechanically, and walked slowly into the Prime Minister's mansion...

When Xue Jingting arrived at the palace, most of the officials had already arrived.

Although Lian Huang had said that the situation was dire, Xue Jingting couldn't help being moved when he saw it.When he got closer, he realized that Ling Yichen was still hugging the dead Ling Yize tightly.

"Your Highness..."

Ling Yichen looked up at him, and said dumbly, "Let's mourn."

Xue Jingting nodded, turned around and said loudly to the officials who were still immersed in great horror: "My wise and powerful Emperor Yun unfortunately passed away yesterday, and it is rumored that the third prince Ling Yichen is located. A person enters the imperial palace to kill the new emperor, the crime cannot be punished..."

"Why do you say that His Majesty is in the Third Highness?"

An official abruptly interrupted Xue Jingting's words, and other officials also echoed, very arrogant.

Xue Jingting was not surprised by this. These officials were all from Ping Xinhou. If Ping Xinhou was designated as a traitor, they would undoubtedly be implicated as well.It was a matter of family and life, so at this moment, he didn't care whether he would offend the powerful prime minister.

With a sneer: "Just by His Majesty's own handwriting—"

Xue Jingting winked at Xiao Ye, and Xiao Ye immediately took out the edict to pass on the throne that he had prepared, and the faces of all the officials were ugly when they saw it.

Xue Jingting handed over the edict to the official in charge of verifying the edict.The official took it carefully, checked the edict carefully, and after a while, he heard him say: "This edict is indeed His Majesty's authentic work!"

One sentence sent those officials into hell.

Xue Jingting turned around and knelt down to Ling Yichen, and said loudly: "A country cannot be without a king for a day, please ascend the throne as soon as possible, Your Highness!"

Under the leadership of Xue Jingting, other officials knelt down one after another and said loudly: "The country cannot be without a king for a day, please ascend the throne as soon as possible, Your Highness!"

For a moment, calls for Ling Yichen's ascension to the throne resounded throughout the palace.

He lowered his head, looked at the younger brother in his arms with pity, got up and hugged him, and walked away amidst the roaring voices...