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Zhao You's army was advancing in an orderly manner, looking at the capital in front of him, Zhao You was not in a hurry, and set up camp ten miles away from the capital, facing the capital far away.

"Father, my child please fight."

Wei Shuyu was standing under His Highness. At this time, Wei Shuyu was wearing the court clothes of the bright yellow prince, and his appearance had also changed a lot compared to before. The disfigurement on his face was completely gone, revealing the pale face that had been hidden under the human skin mask for many years. His face and voice were as gentle as ever.

Just before Wei Shuyu asked for a fight, a servant ran to Wei Zheng's ear and said something, and then Wei Zheng, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was in a daze, more angry, as if he had never heard of Wei Shuyu's call for a fight .

"Father!"

Wei Shuyu raised his voice and called out loudly.

"kindness?"

Wei Zheng finally came to his senses, and looked at Wei Shuyu with a trace of doubt.

"My son, please fight Zhao You."

Wei Shuyu said loudly.

"That's right."

After squinting his eyes and thinking for a long time, Wei Zheng nodded. He is not worried about Zhao You's army now. If Zhao You wants to storm the capital, then Zhao You will have to pay a lot. Although Wei Zheng has never been in contact with Military, but Wei Shuyu has been in contact with it. Since Wei Shuyu asked for a fight, he must be sure. Now what Wei Zheng is most worried about is what the servant just said.

Caixia Weizheng didn't leave Wei Shuyu behind to ask about the war just now, but hurried to a certain place in the harem.

Although Wei Shuyu was strange, he still went to order soldiers. He never believed how smart his father was. At least he had been indulging in the gentle village within a few days after his death in yellow robes. Wei Shuyu was not ashamed of such a style, but as a human being Son, he still didn't say much.

Now as long as Zhao You's army is retreated, the throne will naturally be his.

"It's best for you to tell me clearly about Su Yaoran's whereabouts, otherwise you don't have to appear in front of me."

Wei Zheng stared at the group of people kneeling in front of him.

The dress of this group of people is very interesting. They are dressed in black, covered with a veil, and a blue bird is embroidered on the upper right corner of the veil. If Zhao You were here, he would definitely recognize this group of people and the one who ambushed him in Qingzhou last time. People are gangs.

"The Blue Bird Guard of the Zhao family is nothing more than that."

Wei Zheng regretted it, for letting go of Su Yaoran, who could threaten Zhao You, for the sake of this group of ordinary hidden guards, the gain outweighs the gain.

While Wei Zheng was speaking, the blue bird guards nodded to each other, as if some kind of agreement had been reached, the moment Wei Zheng finished speaking, the dark guard who was kneeling on the far right jumped up.

In an instant, the hidden guards had surrounded the Wei Zheng group, and the knife in the hand of the first hidden guard who jumped up had already rested on Wei Zheng's throat. A bloodstain was drawn on the flesh of Zheng's throat.

"you……"

Apart from anger, there was also deep fear in Wei Zheng's voice.

"father."

The man called softly, and slowly walked out from the shadow of the hall that was shrouded in darkness.

"I didn't expect it was really you."

The man in front of him gradually became clear in his eyes, Wei Zheng's brows sank, but his heart settled down.

Wei Shuzhi stood firm in the place where the sun came in. Compared with the days when he was with Zhao You, Wei Shuzhi lost a lot of weight, his face was a little pale, and he looked into Wei Zheng's eyes without joy or anger.

"Father, didn't you know that from the beginning?"

Wei Shuzhi insisted not to call Wei Zheng 'Father Emperor'.

"But I can't find a reason for you to do this."

As Wei Shuzhi opened his mouth, Wei Zheng felt the knife on his throat loosen a little.

"Father, do you still remember mother?"

Closing his eyes, Wei Shuzhi's chest was still stuffy, and the things that had been suppressed for many years seemed to come up at this moment.

"I do not remember."

Wei Zheng answered crisply, but something was churning in his heart, as if a big piece had been dug out of his heart, but he couldn't find anything to fill it.

"Hehe, sure enough, you are always so unfeeling. From the beginning you just wanted the throne. You never considered our mother and son. You are always so selfish. My mother has paid so much for you, but in the end there is only one sentence. You don't remember. These years, every night, I would dream of the scene of my mother's death, and I didn't sleep peacefully for a night in these years. "

Wei Shuzhi almost lost control of his emotions, his excited expression matched his pale face, at this time Wei Shuzhi was like a ghost crawling out of hell, even better.

"That's why she deserves to die."

Wei Zheng looked at his own son coldly, this rebellious son trapped him here today, and he kept saying that he wanted to avenge that bitch.

"You're talking nonsense, you're the one who deserves to die! Mother must have been blind to see a bastard like you."

As he spoke, Wei Shuzhi pulled out the long sword from his waist, and stabbed the sword into Wei Zheng's chest as quickly as possible.

"You...reverse..."

Wei Zheng didn't finish a sentence, but just stared at his son with distorted face with wide eyes.

Blood flowed out slowly along the long sword, and the hall was surprisingly quiet. The group of blue bird guards disappeared at some point, leaving only Wei Shuzhi and Wei Zheng, who deserved to die.

Wei Shuzhi let go of the sword he was holding, and without Wei Shuzhi's support, Wei Zheng fell backwards and landed on the dragon chair, staring at the hall in front of him with wide eyes.

Wei Shuzhi sat blankly on the imperial steps of the main hall as if he had been pumped out of all his strength. Wei Shuzhi was not worried that someone would break in at this time. See him off at the city gate!

The setting sun was like blood, and Wei Shuzhi happily walked to the residence of his mother Baili Mingyu with a bunch of orphaned books that he had just borrowed from his classmates. The reclusive mother always liked to read some rare books.

Wei Shuzhi had rarely seen Wei Zheng since he was sensible. He and his mother lived in a separate courtyard in the Prime Minister's Mansion.He knew that he was the second son of the Wei family, and that he had an older brother who was born to the aunt, but it seemed that the aunt and brother didn't like him very much.

"Mingyu, just help me this time, I'm begging you, okay?"

As soon as he approached his mother's room, Wei Shuzhi heard Wei Zheng's voice. Wei Shuzhi didn't have much affection for his father, so Wei Shuzhi was just a little surprised at Wei Zheng's arrival, and even a little surprised. disgusted.

"You knew from the beginning that I won't help you, so let's go!"

After a long silence, Wei Shuzhi heard his mother's voice.

"father"

Wei Shuzhi stood under the stone steps holding the lonely copy.

"Humph"

After another burst of begging to no avail, Wei Zheng slammed the door out, and heard Wei Shuzhi's "Father" from Wei Zheng's nose hummed a word, which was considered to be a response.

Wei Shuzhi just breathed a sigh of relief after watching Wei Zheng leave the gate of this small courtyard. If he could, he really didn't want to see Wei Zheng for the rest of his life.After sorting himself out, he hugged the lonely copy to his chest, and stepped into his mother's room.

Seeing Wei Shuzhi, Baili Mingyu smiled slightly.

"What is Zhi'er holding in his hand?"

Standing up and pouring a cup of tea for her child, Baili Mingyu patted Wei Shuzhi's head.

"It's a borrowed copy. Zhi'er has read it, and it's all mother's favorite. I saw that my mother's book is almost finished, so I asked my friends in the academy to borrow a few copies, so that my mother won't be bored."

Wei Shuzhi stood there obediently, enjoying the time spent with his mother.

Gradually, Wei Shuzhi discovered that Wei Zheng came more and more time. I don't know when, Wei Zheng would act like a loving father to himself, and the smile on his mother's face increased. Wei Zheng would also go to the school to discuss his own problems with his master.

Wei Shuzhi likes this kind of life very much, there is something called father-son love spreading in Wei Shuzhi's heart.

That day, Wei Shuzhi went back to Wei Mansion from the school as usual, and by the way, Wei Shuzhi bought some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, Baili Mingyu liked them, and Wei Zheng seemed to like them too.

Before entering the door, Wei Shuzhi heard the sound of things being smashed, and had an ominous premonition in his heart. He didn't care about the gentleman's refined manners taught by his master, so he lifted the hem of his clothes and ran into Baili Mingyu's room .

Standing at the door, Wei Shuzhi was stunned, only to see that the sword that his mother used to dance swords in her spare time was holding in his father's hand, and most of the sword had sunk into his mother's chest.

"I don't know how to flatter. If I didn't see your expression in Baili Mingxi back then, why should I marry you?"

Wei Zheng said bitterly, turned around and saw Wei Shuzhi, his eyes were full of disgust, not the slightest bit like a loving father before.

"Mother!"

Wei Shuzhi yelled, but Baili Mingyu was silent, the mother's favorite tea set in the room was broken to the ground, bent down to pick up a piece of broken porcelain, Wei Shuzhi stabbed at Wei Zheng.

When the porcelain piece was about to be stuck in Wei Zheng's heart, Wei Zheng raised his leg and kicked Wei Shuzhi's heart, and rolled Wei Shuzhi backwards for a turn before stopping, ignoring the injuries on his back and hands The tile on the ground stuck, Wei Shuzhi got up and stabbed again.

"rebel"

Wei Zheng snorted coldly, and kicked Wei Shuzhi to the ground again.He flicked the hem of his clothes, turned and left.

After burying his mother with his own hands, Wei Shuzhi knelt in front of the grave for a long time, refusing to leave, neither eating nor drinking, until the woman in fluttering white clothes appeared, she said she was his aunt, and she said she could make Wei Shuzhi avenge himself.

So Wei Shuzhi became the current Wei Shuzhi. He was diligent and studious, and soon became Wei Zheng's right-hand man. He was a wolf who had always been dormant by Wei Zheng's side. He wanted to use Wei Zheng's blood to pay homage to his mother.

Wei Shuyu always overestimated himself. The [-] Yulin army faced the [-] Zhao You army. The Yulin army had never experienced a real battle on the battlefield, and Zhao You said that leading this army came from bloody battles all the way.

On the third day of the confrontation between the two armies, a message began to appear in Wei Shuyu's barracks, saying that Wei Shuyu wanted to wait for someone to die, and the emperor in the imperial city had already fled with the concubines in the harem.

For a while, people in Wei Shuyu's army camp were panicked, and many people felt like retreating.

The sixth day of confrontation between the two armies.

"[-] imperial guards listen, you are originally a child of my dynasty, your duty is to protect the imperial city, why are you acting as a scapegoat for this traitor now, don't worry, as long as you put down the sharp weapon in your hands and come to me In front of the camp, this king will not blame the past, and you are still the people of my heavenly dynasty."

Zhao You used internal force to spread the words.

In the next few days, Zhao You took people out in the morning, noon and evening, and went around for a while before coming back.

"Yuezhang, I want to go to the capital to find Yaoran and his mother. Wei Shuyu will either struggle to the death or return to the imperial city."

In the handsome tent, Zhao You carried the packed baggage on his back, and the original armor had been replaced with rough clothes.

"But, who will dispatch this?"

This is completely risky, once Zhao You is captured, the army will be under the control of others.

"It's okay, Sizhou has to hone his skills, he is the future king."

After finishing speaking, Zhao You picked up the curtain of the handsome tent, ignored Su Botao's next words, and walked towards the capital with lightness kung fu under the cover of night.

The author has something to say: Wei Zheng is over, he died at the hands of his son, Wei Shuzhi finally took revenge.

Huh~ Only Wei Shuyu is left.

Let him live first!The most important thing is that the young couple will finally be reunited~