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Qi Zhao didn't wake up until Murong Lin ascended the throne.

Therefore, he did not know until a long time later that the edict was blank.

Due to the great funeral of the first emperor, when the new emperor came to the throne, everything was kept simple, and only the decree was drawn up.

The reign name was changed to Changping.

That year was known as the first year of Changping in history.

Although he is young, Murong Lin has a lot of opinions and ideas on many matters, Murong Sheng assists him, and most of the matters are decided by himself.

Apart from--

His two royal brothers.

The second prince was rebellious, usurped the power, seized the throne, killed the king first, deprived him of his title, reduced him to a commoner, and imprisoned him for life.

And the third prince——

The right to withdraw troops and exile to Saibei.

Murong Sheng was very decisive, quick to handle, and settled all matters within three days.

He was covered with a black dragon-pattern cloak, and slowly raised his feet, stepping up the long steps of the Miyagi.

"Brother, why are you blowing the wind here?"

He handed over the stove in his hand.

Wen Han accepted it, and smiled slightly, "Take a breath, there's been a lot of things lately, it's been too noisy."

When the new emperor succeeds, his future...is like floating on a piece of duckweed, with no place to return to.

Still don't know what the future holds.

"Brother, do you regret it?"

Murong Sheng turned his head and looked down from a distance, only then did he realize that he could see many things from this position.

For example... the chariots and horses leaving.

"Regret what?"

The pale eunuch tilted his head lightly.

"It's just... I regret that I didn't go with Brother Sanhuang!"

Murong Sheng held on to the railing, bit his lips, "After all, if Senior Brother follows Brother Sanhuang, maybe he will get rid of such intrigues in the palace and live a life of freedom."

Leave this place completely, don't have to live this kind of life again——

"No regrets."

Wen Han curled his lips, "It would be best for him to stay away from here and live a peaceful life. As for me... since I entered here, I am destined to never leave again."

Some people's fate is doomed from the very beginning.

He has long since lost the power to retreat or leave.

At that time, when I was young, I still felt that I wanted to have more, to go up step by step, to step on everything else, and to be the person who made everyone bow their heads.

You have to have more power to be the master of your own life.

But after living for so many years, he now feels that it is best to leave the imperial city and this vortex of power and disaster.

It's a pity that he can't leave, but that person... can go out for him to have a look.

The scenery of Saibei was exactly the place he had mentioned most yearning for when he was young.

Murong Sheng turned his head, watching the frail figure limping away, struggling in his heart, a little frustrated.

It seemed that in the end... he still couldn't keep anything.

Qi Zhao was still asleep at the mansion.

After that night, Lu Xinghe really told him that the difference in Wang Gu was not an illusion, but Qi Zhao did not hesitate to reverse his life, when he forced himself to wake up, he entered the palace and forced Murong Sheng to retreat, he was already exhausted.

The rest is left to fate.

When listening to all this, Murong Sheng's face was expressionless, he didn't even stop his eyes for a moment, he walked away without a glance from the person on the couch.

"Your Highness!"

Lu Xinghe chased him out.

It was snowing heavily outside, and it was extremely cold, Murong Sheng walked out a few steps before his head was covered with snow.

He turned around with his hands behind his back and looked at Lu Xinghe: "What?"

Lu Xinghe stopped and bowed, "Your Highness, I want to tell you something."

"Huh?" Murong Sheng frowned, "What?"

"Something...you never knew."

For example, Qi Zhao has always been considered exhaustive, and for example...he has been dormant for ten years, and has gathered all the forces in the court, laying the foundation for him to succeed to the throne.

He was ready to die, but even in the final death, he counted himself in it.

The original intention was to enter the game by myself, and to use the hand of Old General Zhao to present Emperor Qian’s memorial, revealing that he was a powerful enemy in the southern region and killed many soldiers in the southern region many years ago, and...by taking advantage of Old General Zhao’s suspicious heart, he directly doubted himself with the emperor. It's a matter of careful work.

In this way, Emperor Qian will be furious and scold Murong Sheng, and Murong Sheng will also be suspicious of him. When he admits the matter again, Murong Sheng will be extremely disappointed. It is best to take him to meet Emperor Qian to claim credit, then He can quickly let Emperor Qian make the decision to be the heir apparent, without having to wait until the day when everyone forces the palace.

Blood flowing into rivers is not what Qi Zhao wants to see. When he was young, he was too arrogant and had too much blood on his hands, but now he can't see the blood.

But accidents are always born in people's hearts.

Qi Zhao never thought that one day he would be soft-hearted and unable to help himself, accepting Murong Sheng's wishes on the way south, so much so that he bound his hands and feet, no matter how difficult it was to do anything.

It also did not expect that Murong Sheng could completely believe in himself, even if a fierce battle was imminent, and the people who were looking for him showed their flaws and left traces, Murong Sheng never had the slightest doubt about him.

He never thought that he would do such a thing, even if others expressed their doubts clearly, he would not listen.

He didn't doubt him at all, he trusted him and delivered everything.

Those calculations can only dissipate like flowing water.

"is it?"

After Lu Xinghe finished speaking, he thought that Murong Sheng would be surprised and astonished, but in fact——

The young prince's face was expressionless, and even the waves in his eyes didn't splash in the slightest.

He thought he trusted him, and trusted himself, and he... just took advantage of this trust.

"I see."

Murong Sheng left very simply, looking at the direction, he should be entering the palace.

Lu Xinghe froze in place.

This... What does this mean?

Qing He came from behind, raised his hand to brush the snow off his shoulders, "It's useless to talk too much, Xiao Qi has grown up, he has his own plans."

Murong Sheng is no longer the kid who was forced to leave Beijing back then. Now he holds a lot of power and has made great contributions in helping the new emperor ascend the throne. He can be said to be...the number one celebrity in the dynasty.

So when the news came out the next day that the number one celebrity had resigned, everyone was stunned.

Murong Sheng resigning?Is this crazy?Emperor Feng wants to make him the regent!

The person concerned closed the door of the mansion amidst the discussion, and threw all the words of admonition out of the door, and he urgently ordered someone to pack up his things and head south.

Go to Futu City, or... go back to Guxiang.

This is the only way to save Qi Zhao.

"Really... do you want to leave?"

Lu Xinghe, Qinghe and his party stopped their convoy and followed them out. After Murong Sheng nodded decisively, they looked at each other and laughed.

"Then we will be with you!"

The general situation has been decided, Qinghe thought... It's time to go home and have a look.

"it is good."

Murong Sheng only poked his head out, glanced at them, and ordered indifferently, "The accompanying doctor can't make the medicine ready, since you're here, boil this medicine first!"

No matter how bitter the medicine is, after feeding it for a long time, I actually don't feel anything.

Even if Qi Zhao never wakes up, at least the shark bones... can hang his life for the time being.

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