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Holding the letter in his hand, Xing Sang hesitated outside the door for a moment, then strode into the door.

In the room, Hu Yu was resting on a soft couch, seeing someone who was supposed to be in the barracks suddenly appearing here, she couldn't help showing doubts.

Xing Sang raised his hand to let the maidservants back down, and sat aside without saying a word. After a moment of silence, he looked at Hu Yu and said, "Mr. Yiyang sent a letter saying that Shanyu is critically ill."

Hu Yu was taken aback for a moment, then straightened up, frowned and said, "Father is critically ill, so I have to go back."

"I'll accompany you."

The woman raised her clear and clean eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Xing Sang's face remained unchanged and he said, "I'm worried that you are pregnant."

Hearing the man's decisive and natural words, Hu Yu was confused at first, and then a warm feeling of kindness and tranquility rose in her heart, and she felt a kind of flattered touch.

Because she liked the lonely and uncontrollable temperament of Xing Sang, and was driven by the desire to conquer him, she chose to marry him. However, after getting married, she found that the other party was far more powerful than she imagined. Difficult to fathom.

His words are always short and blunt, and his lips are always rough and dry. No matter how considerate and gentle she is, she uses all kinds of methods to restrain or bluntly release her desires, but even if she is hugging and falling asleep together When they were together, she couldn't even feel the slightest love flowing from the other party.

Although Xing Sang never looked at other women more, he also didn't care about her. Even though she was pregnant with his child, the other party did not change his attitude towards her because of this, which often made her feel that a man is a heartless person.

After more than half a year of trying, Hu Yu has gradually realized that she is married to a rock. It is because of this that the other party is willing to temporarily put aside the original attack plan and accompany her back to visit her father. She is particularly moved.

"Then let's pack our things now." She smiled a little, unconsciously using a flattering tone, trying to draw more warmth from the other party.

However, Xing Sang just nodded expressionlessly as usual, then stood up again, and strode out of the room.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Hu Yu was suddenly flustered.

Xing Sang's footsteps were in a hurry. Rather than accompanying her back to visit her father, it might be better to say that he had already made up his mind and just came to give her a notice.

Invisibly, she felt that there was a trend beyond expectations secretly surging.

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Because King Di was seriously ill, Xing Sang temporarily put aside his siege plan and led three thousand Qingqi to Luoyu County.

When he arrived in Wengu City, Qi Ye had only one breath left, lying on the bed dying.

Qi Ye knew that his life was not long, so ten days ago he sent someone to summon the three princes and his subordinates to Wengu City to listen to his arrangements for the funeral.

But he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for them to arrive, so he ordered someone to make a will.

Huyu's arrival brought him a little relief, and seeing his beloved little daughter before he died, it could be regarded as an end to one of his worries.

It's a pity that I can't wait until my grandson is born...

Qi Ye has spent his entire life on the battlefield, killing countless people. He thought he had already looked down on life and death, but when it came to this time, he felt that his life was really too short, and there were still too many regrets to come. can finish.

However, the destiny is like this, no one can escape death, even he is no exception.

Hu Yu served her father in front of the hospital bed for two days.

In the early morning of the third day, when she pushed open the door of the dormitory and was about to serve her father with medicine, she saw Qi Ye who was supposed to wake up, lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully.

Hu Yu suddenly felt ominous, and after calling many times, but Qi Ye woke up, she tremblingly stretched out her hand to test her father's breath.

In the next moment, a heavy and sluggish sadness swept through his body.

As if overwhelmed by this sadness, she collapsed into a limp body as if melting, and lay down on the side of the bed and cried loudly.

The news of the death of the great Shanyu spread rapidly within the Di tribe, and with it, the news that Shanyu's will made Yiyang Gong Qihui his successor.

For a while, there were many discussions within the Di clan.

Some people think that this matter is a bit strange, according to the rules, Shan Yu should pass the throne to the son, and some people think it is understandable, after all, Shan Yu spent the last period of his life with Duke Yiyang. Shan Yu's love for Duke Yiyang can be testified by the maidservants around him, perhaps when he made the imperial edict, he felt that the son was not stable enough, so it may not be certain that he changed his mind.

·

"Impossible, Duke Yiyang has only been back for a long time, how could it be said that the father is in him? There must be something hidden in this matter!" On the way, Qi Lan was shocked when he heard the news brought by the envoy.

To his question, the emissary only responded lightly: "General Xing was the first to obtain and read out the will."

Qi Lan felt uneasy, on the one hand he didn't want to believe this, on the other hand he felt that with Xing Sang's character, he shouldn't collude with Yi Yang Gong to cheat.

Could it be that during the time when the father was sick, he was really moved by Qi Hui's company, rain or shine?

"I want to see my father's will in person." Qi Lan gritted his teeth and said.

Although he was very unwilling, but if it was true, then he... could only admit it.

·

Yin Yunying has never acted in such a difficult and complicated play.

After the death of King Di, he held a funeral for him while dealing with a mountain of government and military affairs, which was simply beyond his ability.

In fact, his mission has been completed, so it's okay to walk away at this time.

The sudden disappearance of the new Grand Chanyu was enough to cause an uproar in the Di clan.

But it's not enough, the last step of his plan has not been completed, he wants to wait for the few princes who are outside, the chiefs of the Liuyi, and the veterans of the Di tribe to gather here, and then stage the last scene.

He anxiously waited for that day to come, but the time was still a little tight, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two days left before the props expired.

In the end, he still couldn't wait for all the generals to gather, but anyway, the three princes and several chiefs had arrived.

The day before the props expired, Yin Yunying convened a meeting of the generals in the hall on the grounds of re-determining the next battle plan.

At this meeting, he will fulfill the agreement with Xing Sang, give him half of the rights, and at the same time stage his finale.

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A strong wind blew in the cold winter afternoon, as if cutting a corner of the gloomy winter sky into the room, and the hall was dark and lonely.

Looking at the gathering of all the generals, Yin Yunying felt a trace of satisfaction that the plan was about to be completed, but on the face he showed a haggard and weak look, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was troubled by some problem, and his face was full of exhaustion and sorrow.

"Qihui" with a dejected and melancholy expression, expressed his regret for Qi Ye's death, and then mentioned the matter of redistribution of military power.

Hearing this, the generals all raised their spirits.

Except for the three princes, almost all of the people present have drank with Yin Yunying alone, and naturally they have all heard of the big cakes that the other party drew for them after they were drunk.

At this moment, everyone felt that they would be reused by the new Chanyu.

However, what "Qihui" said next surprised them.

"Secret Xingsang as the general to lead the army." Yin Yunying's short words were like a heavy bomb, which exploded in everyone's ears.

The oldest Xiqiang chieftain was the first to object: "I don't agree, how can a fledgling child let the old man submit to him?"

"Shanyu is confused, this son is Jiehu!" The veteran of the Di tribe said angrily.

Qi Lan asked with a sarcasm: "Shan Yu promoted General Xing in such a way, did he have colluded with him long ago, and even my father's imperial edict was replaced by you two?"

Xing Sang narrowed his eyes, rarely showing a bit of surprise, as if he didn't expect Qi Hui to act so hastily.

Facing the angry accusations from the crowd, "Qihui" seemed very panicked, his face turned pale with panic.

Especially when Qilan stood up and questioned him and Xing Sang's collusion for forging the will, he was so anxious that he couldn't breathe.

After a suffocating silence, "Qi Hui" suddenly covered his face and moaned as if he couldn't stand the menacing and sarcastic gazes of the crowd.

Tears flowed from his eyes, flowing down his rough cheeks onto his beard and clothes, and while weeping bitterly, he said in a mournful tone: "I know, I shouldn't have done this, I was obsessed with ghosts, and I failed my brother's trust... "

"What does Shan Yu mean?"

"Qihui" looked remorseful and mournful, and when the veteran got up to ask questions urgently, he revealed the truth as if he could do nothing: "To tell the truth, it was General Xing who encouraged me to poison my brother, saying that he would help me succeed to the throne...

"I was deceived by it for a while, made a big mistake, and regretted it afterwards. I wanted to detoxify my brother, but who knew that this son was so vicious, and he used it to threaten me to act according to the plan, otherwise he would poison me. To spread the word, I had no choice but to be instructed by him... and even now, he still threatens me, asking me to give him full military power..."

"So, you conspired with this Jiehu and killed the king father!" The second prince begged excitedly.

"Qi Hui" bowed his head in acquiescence, and said in a desperate tone: "I have been anxious and uneasy during this period of time. Seeing brother getting thinner and thinner, I feel ashamed and regretful. I accompany brother every day because of the guilt in my heart...

"Although I have achieved my goal today, my conscience is uneasy. My brother's near-death gasps torment me day and night. I can't forgive myself. I can only make all this public..."

Yin Yunying was talking with snot and tears. In order to increase the credibility of her words, she also used the prop "true chocolate" in advance. Any lie he said within an hour would be believed by listeners who did not involve the truth of the lie.

For a while, except for Xing Sang, everyone was confused by his real acting skills and clumsy lies. They were disgusted with the crying "Qihui" and thankful that he told the truth so they could learn about it the whole story.

An old official with a long beard asked, "Where is the real edict?"

"Qihui" said: "Brother passed the throne to the son, and on the day the will was changed, I burned it down."

Hearing this, Qi Lan opened his eyes wide, and felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

But immediately, he realized that Qi Hui and Xing Sang had to be excluded before he could ascend the throne, so he drew his sword and stood up and rushed to Xing Sang: "You slave, you killed my father, today I will kill you!"

It was not only Qilan who stood up, but also the second prince Qichi and two veterans of the Di clan. They were furious and held the handle of the knife tightly in their hands.

Yin Yunying hung her head with a smile on her lips, knowing that her plan had been completed.

Surrounded by so many people, Xing Sang would have to lose half of his life if he didn't die. He can safely use the "suicide plan" to get away.

However, before he could take out the dagger hidden by the seat, he heard a scream, and when he looked up, he saw a military thorn stuck in the Shizi's chest, and blood was dripping on the front of his clothes.

The hall echoed with the screams of Qi Lan before he fell to the ground. In a blink of an eye, Xing Sang killed two more veterans who were trying to restrain him, turned around and pulled out the military thorn on the prince's chest, turned around and threw it towards the hall. In front of.

Yin Yunying watched the sharp weapon flying towards him, but had no time to dodge it, only heard a "poof", the bloody military thorn had penetrated his chest.

If a player is here, he can see that his health bar is plummeting.

In the last few seconds before her death, Yin Yunying clenched her lower lip, scolding her mother in her heart.

Fuck it, Xing Sang is so ruthless!

In the hall, Xing Sang, who had killed several people in a row, stood in the center holding the neck of the second prince Qi Chi, surrounded by enemies, but he was not afraid at all, and his expression was terrifyingly calm.

Even the leader of Xiqiang who called him a "smelly child" before could not help secretly admiring his heart and courage at this time.

This son really has two skills, in terms of fighting alone, I am afraid that no one present can match him.

Seeing his uncle and elder brother die one after another, Qi Chi, who was strangled by the neck, lost his arrogance just now.

Feeling the force on his neck that could kill him at any time, his scalp was numb, his knees trembled, and he said in horror: "You, don't kill me. I am Huyu's brother. I will give you military power."

His words reminded the chiefs in his department that since the current "big chanyu" Qihui and the next son Qilan were both dead, it was a question of who would succeed the big chanyu next.

Could it be that the second prince, who is shrinking and begging for mercy, is going to be enthroned?

Or the third prince who hides tremblingly behind the guards?

Everyone shook their heads in their hearts.

They took orders from King Di because they thought that Qiye could gather the strength of many groups and lead them into the Central Plains. However, the two sons of King Di were obviously not qualified.

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence, only the trembling voice of the second prince resounded intermittently in the hall.

"How about a bet?" After a long silence, Xing Sang said hoarsely.

He didn't justify himself, the truth of Qi Ye's death is irrelevant at this moment.

He said: "The Great Chanyu is dead, and I am the only one here who can lead the troops and seize the Central Plains!"

Such an arrogant tone.

Everyone knows it in their hearts.

However, in the face of this young general with sharp eyes like a wolf, no one refuted his arrogant and unrealistic words.

Qi Chi saw that some of these generals had a flash of emotion, and suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice: "Kill him, this is to kill my father..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp "click", Xing Sang mercilessly twisted his neck and threw him to the ground.

The scene became more and more silent.

A gust of wind suddenly blew open the door, blowing the clothes of the corpses flying wildly on the ground, the biting cold wind poured into the nostrils with the smell of blood, like a cold knife piercing the windpipe.

The hair blown by the wind fluttered on her cheeks, Xing Sang licked her lower lip, and tasted a trace of blood. In an instant, the long-suppressed and hearty malice rolled in her heart.

His light brown eyes are indifferent and deep, but the corners of his mouth are turned up frivolously, as if he is convincing everyone, and he seems to be taking an oath before taking the throne.

He said: "If I can kill Emperor Wei within three months, you will be loyal to me and worship me as king!"

As soon as the words fell, there was an upsurge in everyone's chest.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the chief of Xiqiang really felt the coldness and cruelty of a king from the kid in front of him at this moment.

The veteran who was most loyal to the former King Di was dead, and none of the people present was a stubborn diehard.

Now that Qi Ye has passed away, what they urgently need now is to find someone who can replace Qi Ye to succeed him.

But the Hu people respect their strength.

On behalf of his generals, the Xiqiang Chief Marshal said in a heavy voice, "What if it can't be done?"

Xing Sang raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Let it be dealt with."