Prince is a ghost

On the day Yan Xichao led the rebels to break through the city, the emperor sat in the imperial study as usual, holding a paintbrush, and sketched the outline of the huge palace on the low drawing paper.He lowered his head to paint intently, as if he didn't hear the screams and the sound of Jin Ge from outside at all.

With a bang, the closed door was suddenly knocked open.The person who came was an old eunuch who had served the emperor for more than 20 years. The old man rushed in and knelt down at the emperor's feet. "Your Majesty! General Chu has already led the rebels into the city! We only have a few thousand people now, and we won't be able to resist for a long time. In less than an hour, the rebels are about to enter the palace! Your Majesty, run away!"

The emperor's hands trembled, and the ink dripped on the drawing paper, gradually soaking and expanding.The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at the old eunuch, "Escape? Where can I escape? Even if I can get out of this palace, can I get out of the capital?"

The old eunuch collapsed on the ground, unable to speak for a while.

"I have long thought of the consequences of losing the bet." The emperor just said this and continued to draw his picture.

The old eunuch wiped away his tears, "I understand now! The maids and eunuchs in the palace, as well as the concubines..."

The emperor closed his eyes and said, "Don't force it. If they want to live, let them live."

Time was passing by, and I don't know how long it took before a large group of people rushed in from the door and surrounded the emperor and the old eunuch.

Zhuang Sui walked in and saluted the emperor, his attitude was still very respectful, "Your Majesty, our general invites you to come."

The old eunuch stood up tremblingly, "You don't want to humiliate Your Majesty! Unless I die, you are not allowed to hurt Your Majesty in the slightest!"

Zhuang Sui just said: "Please, Your Majesty."

The old eunuch panicked: "You guys!"

The emperor waved his hand and said to Zhuang Sui, "Take me there."

The emperor didn't expect Zhuang to bring him to the queen's palace.

Yan Xichao stood quietly, looking at every scene in the palace, with unpredictable emotions in his slender eyes - this was the place where his mother lived, and his childhood was almost All spent here.Yan Xichao turned his eyes around the emperor, "Your Majesty."

The emperor thought that he could accept all this calmly, but the moment he saw this feminine and handsome man, strong anger still welled up in his heart. "Chu Xi!"

Yan Xichao shook his head, "Your Majesty, my name is not Chu Xi."

The emperor widened his eyes, "What?"

Yan Xichao smiled softly, "Speaking of which, you still have to call me grandpa. Yan Qingyuan, did your imperial grandpa tell him that he has another imperial brother?"

The emperor's face suddenly paled, "You, you are Yan... Yan Xichao?"

"What do you think?"

"No, it's impossible..." the emperor murmured, "Yan Xichao has been dead for more than 40 years, how could it be..."

Yan Xichao hooked his lips, "Speaking of this, I would also like to thank your grandpa, if he hadn't forced my mother to death and accused me of patricide, I might have gone straight to reincarnation , how can it be resurrected again."

"Resurrection..." Yan Qingyuan didn't know much about the art of controlling spirits, but he also knew that the conditions for resurrecting a person were too harsh and it was almost impossible to succeed.Yan Qingyuan did not expect that Yan Xichao really did it.

Yan Xichao nodded, "Do you know who the person who helped me resurrect?"

"Who?"

"It is the national teacher appointed by you personally."

Yan Qingyuan couldn't believe it: "Chu Quan?!"

Seeing Yan Qingyuan's astonished expression, Yan Xichao felt very happy. "Yan Qingyuan, this throne belongs to me in the first place. I just came to get back what belongs to me. This Jiangshan is still surnamed Yan. I shouldn't have spared your life, but..." Yan Xichao thought for a long time before deciding Yan Qingyuan was left alive.Chu Quan cared about Yan Yan Qingyuan very much, and he didn't want Chu Quan to hate him further because of this matter. "As long as you write down the imperial edict, I will offer you food and drink, and continue to let you enjoy the glory and wealth of the royal family."

"Abdication?" Yan Qingyuan sneered, "Don't tell me you still want to ascend to the throne justifiably?"

"Why can't I? I have royal blood on my body, and I am the royal father's son!"

Yan Qingyuan looked at Yan Qingyuan, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, making him speechless.

"Yan Qingyuan, for Chu Quan's sake, I spare your life. Don't be ignorant."

Everything went smoothly according to Yan Xichao's plan.Yan Xichao walked into the court hall and looked at the resplendent dragon chair—50 years!He's finally back here!

50 years ago, he died unjustly under a glass of poisoned wine, and his beloved died because of him; 50 years later, he returned to the palace with his love and regained his world!

"Congratulations, general. Oh, that's not right, or should I change my name to the emperor?" Chu Quan stood upright on the court hall, looking at Yan Xichao calmly.

"Chu Quan..." Yan Xichao looked at him with passion in his eyes, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, strode towards Chu Quan, and hugged him into his arms. "Chu Quan, this world, and you, are all mine."

Chu Quan resisted the urge to push Yan Xichao away, and said, "Where is Yan Qingyuan?"

Yan Xichao's body froze, and he let go of Chu Quan, "Don't worry, I promised you that I would not hurt him, and I will naturally do what I say."

Chu Quan nodded wearily.Half a month ago, he was handed over to Yan Xichao by the second prince of Bixiao Kingdom, and then he was forced to follow Yan Xichao all the way south and attack the capital.

Chu Quan had to admit that the man in front of him was terrifyingly strong, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't beat him for the last time.

"Then... what about the Sanskrit Hall?"

"Everything is according to what you said, and no one has touched every person and room inside."

Chu Quan felt relieved, luckily Fei Chen was fine.

Yan Xichao seemed to see what Chu Quan was thinking. He pinched Chu Quan's chin and forced him to look at himself, "Stop thinking about others."

Chu Quan said calmly: "Yan Xichao, let Feichen and me go. Your goal has been achieved, why do you keep me? No matter what I say, I have done a lot for you. What I can give , I gave you everything, including my own soul. You really can't get anything from me."

A moment of silence.

"There is one more thing on you, and I must get it."

"Ok?"

"That's... your heart."

Chu Quan looked down at his chest and laughed: "Has Your Majesty forgotten? I have lost my heart."

Yan Xichao couldn't help covering Chu Quan's eyes, "Don't look at me like this, I..." Yan Xichao didn't know how to describe his heartache.He felt Chu Quan's eyelashes trembling slightly in his palm, and he lowered his head to steady Chu Quan's lips, "Don't go... Have you forgotten? If I am the emperor, you must be the empress."

Chu Quan smiled sarcastically, "Then why does Your Majesty make me queen? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Yan Xichao said seriously: "I will make that day come as soon as possible."

Chu Quan never believed what Yan Xichao said.What Yan Qingyuan can't give him, can Yan Xichao?He never writes.

"I'm tired, I want to go back to Fanyin Hall."

Yan Xichao held Chu Quan's hand tightly, "I'll give you whatever you want. As long as you don't leave me."