has become a demon

King Ning Zhao Ji's face is about five or six points similar to the prince's, with a dignified and dignified posture, but if you look at it twice, you will feel a little uncomfortable. Maybe it's because there are too many desires and haze in his eyes, so it's a little confusing. People were chilled, so they didn't dare to look at it again.

"You should cry." King Ning looked at the prince and said, "If you don't cry now, you won't have a chance in a while."

"Where's the father?" The prince asked him with a pale face.

"He's still alive." King Ning chuckled, "I can still dictate a will and seal it."

"You—!" The crown prince trembled with anger, "Zhao Ji, are you crazy? Killing wantonly for your own selfish desires, how many innocent people have died in today's walk? Are you still not stopping?"

"I can stop." King Ning said, "Give me the position of crown prince and the power of regent. I will stop."

"Gu is the eldest son of the emperor, and he was registered as the prince since he was a child. Establishing a son is not based on virtue, and establishing a son is not based on virtue. You don't understand this truth! As the emperor's younger brother, you are not loyal to the country and serve you personally. The army turned against him, imprisoned the emperor, forced the prince to abdicate... what do you want to do?"

"You and I were born to the same compatriots as Empress Shunmu Sheng. You were born a few hours earlier than me, and you became the legitimate eldest son and the crown prince. As for me, I should have been drowned at birth... If it wasn't for that After a while, the queen mother was still conscious, so she begged His Majesty to seal me on the spot as a vassal king, and I became a lonely ghost." Ning Wang said, "I was born, but the queen mother died of hemorrhage immediately. The emperor doesn't like me, although Don't kill me, but I became that unknown person... For more than 30 years, I have been treated with cold eyes. I have never wanted to understand...why...why is this?"

He was wearing a fish-scale bi-armour, and he stood in front of the emperor's tent with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were cold, and he looked straight at the prince sharply. The firelight reflected scarlet color on the shiny bi-armor, making King Ning seem to be bathed in blood.

"Why do you have the same mother and twin brothers? You will become the co-lord of the world in the future, and I can only go to the frontier to be a vassal king who eats sand and drinks wind?!"

"Are you planning to kill your brother and seize the throne?!"

"You can be the emperor, but I can't! Haven't you thought about such a question, don't you know?" King Ning retorted, "If you didn't want to force me to go to the vassal land, if you weren't anxious to be in Yeling The post-regency cut down the vassal. Why did I arrest you today? You drove yourself to a dead end."

"You are obedient on the surface, and you have been planning for many years. Even if I don't cut down the vassal after the Frost's Landing, you have already made up your mind to replace it. Now why bother to whitewash the peace and put the responsibility on me?" The prince asked him, "Are you not afraid of going against the sky?" Retribution, aren't you afraid that Secretary Shi is a traitor?"

"Rebellious ministers and thieves?" King Ning thought about these four words, and said amusedly, "Since I am a nobleman in Tianhuang, since this Daduan belongs to the Zhao family's world...how can we talk about rebellious ministers, and where are some thieves? I, Zhao The halberd is the master of the world! It is the emperor of Daduan. Only a hero like me is worthy to stand on the top and accept the court of all nations."

He untied the saber from his waist and threw it at the prince's feet: "Miss the two of us as brothers, I will send you off on the road with dignity, brother will kill himself."

The prince stared at the ornately decorated sword, his face pale.

"Don't! Father! Don't—!" Zhao Jun cried loudly, struggling to stop him. Although the child was young and injured by an arrow, his father was about to die at this moment. He struggled so hard that Zhao Yuan almost hugged him. don't move him.

His crying brought back the prince's thoughts, the prince looked at him carefully, and saw the arrow wound on his shoulder, his eyes were red and he tried to calm down: "Jun'er, don't cry."

Zhao Yuan became anxious, and said to King Ning, "Third Uncle, why do you want to kill each other?"

Zhao Jun also cried and begged: "The third uncle will take the crown prince if he wants it, and the throne is the same. Just let my father go!"

"Zhao Jun!" the crown prince sternly yelled, "You useless thing! Remember it! The Zhao family can die standing up, and will never live on their knees!"

The lingering sound of his scolding seemed to resound through the heaven and earth on the bank of the Dongsha River, and frightened birds flew around, and even the dark clouds were suppressed a bit for a while.

The mountain fire continued to burn, burning all over the surrounding Tianshou Mountain Ridge.

On the mountainside, there was a circle of red and clear lines of fire.

The crown prince picked up the luxurious saber and drew it out. The cold light was icy, and the fire was shining from top to bottom. The blade of the sword reflected his haggard and embarrassing face.The prince was stunned for a while, then laughed again, and Yang Tian let out a long sigh: "It's the sky that will kill the lonely, not you, Zhao Ji!"

After saying this, he raised his sword and killed himself, the blood spattered on the spot, and the blood froth actually sprinkled on Zhao Yuan's face.

The strong fishy smell made Zhao Yuan's mind go blank.

Prince Daduan...

His uncle...

The person who played chess with him in Duanben Palace a few days ago, hugged him in his arms and told him that he could go home.

Now he actually died in this icy and snowy Tianshou Mountain.

"Father—!" Zhao Jun screamed, broke free from Zhao Yuan's arms and rushed up, crying bitterly while hugging the prince's corpse.After a while, the crying stopped abruptly.

Shu Liang ordered Shen Zhu to go forward to check, and Shen Zhu got up and said to King Ning and Shu Liang after breathing one by one, "The prince is dead. The grandson of the emperor lost a lot of blood from the arrow wound, and suffered great grief, and lost his breath."

"Shu Liang." King Ning called out.

Shu Liang bowed out and said: "The crown prince was desperate and wanted to kill the king, causing countless deaths and injuries. King Ning rescued him and detained the prince in front of the emperor's tent. His Majesty abolished the prince and established King Ning. Now the deposed prince's head is cut off and brought back to the capital for public display. , his body and the body of the emperor's grandson were left in Tianshou Mountain. Shen Zhu, why hesitate, don't do it yet."

Shen Zhuben was peeping at Zhao Yuan, and when he heard this, he lowered his eyes, pulled out the dagger at his waist, half-kneeled on the ground, grabbed the prince's bun and cut off the prince's head, raised it high and yelled to the guards around him : "Pass it on! The deposed prince is dead! Here is the head! The new prince is King Ning!"

Jin Yiwei around shouted: "The deposed prince is dead! The new prince is King Ning!"

"The deposed prince is dead! The new prince is King Ning!"

One after another cheers sounded in the camp.

There were still a small group of pro-army who were still stubbornly resisting, and they also stopped disarming.

The old and new forces will change within a few hours, one moment is heaven and the other is hell.

That kind of cheering did not diminish, it became louder and more orderly, and finally merged into one place, deafening in the Dongsha River Valley.

The prince's still warm blood slowly flowed out, meandering and scattered all over the ground, and finally gathered under Zhao Yuan's body, his plain mid laner was now covered with blood.

But for Zhao Yuan, this long torture did not end.

Among the chaotic cheering crowd, a troop of cavalry entered the camp quickly, then came to the tent of the emperor, and dismounted outside the overturned fence.

In a short while, a subordinate came down to report.

"Report! The censor, Han Chuanjun, please see Your Highness!"

King Ning smiled and said, "Sure enough, he is back."

Han Chuanjun?Han Chuanjun, the governor who went to Kaiping to comfort the army?

Hearing the name, Zhao Yuan raised his eyes a little dullly, and there was a tall, thin man in chain mail stepping forward in the night.

Han Chuanjun clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, I have fulfilled my mission and killed the traitor Su Wang Zhao Hong and his son Zhao Zhen in Kaipingwei!"

After saying this, the two heads had already been thrown on the open space in front of Zhao Yuan, and they rolled twice in the prince's blood, revealing their dirty and ashen faces.

It is the heads of Su Wang Zhao Hong and Su Wang's son Zhao Zhen.

On Zhao Hong's aged face, his eyes were wide open, as if he was dying.

Zhao Yuan is looking at him.

The autumn wind once blew the wheat waves beside the Yuanwang Pavilion in the suburbs of Beijing.

The sorrow and longing at the time of parting have not stopped for ten years.

The fragrance of Kaipingwei's homeland still lingers around me... In the capital, for ten years, I was frightened, humiliated, trembling, as if walking on thin ice, as if facing an abyss.The so-called picture is just a corner of Su Wang's mansion... Now it has become an empty dream.

Eight hundred miles, so close, it will only take a few days to go fast.

Eight hundred miles, so far away, it's so far away from Yin and Yang when we don't see each other again.

"May I ask Your Highness, what will the Duke of Le'an do?" Shu Liang asked with a bow.

Zhao Ji watched coldly, raised his eyelids for a moment and said, "We should avoid future troubles."

"Yes." Shu Liang looked at Shen Zhu, "Shen Zhu, do it."

Shen Zhu trembled all over, the dagger in his hand was still dripping with the blood of the prince, and he slowly raised it...but at an angle that no one could see, the dagger was also trembling.

——After Frost's Descent, go back with your father and brother.

The words of the prince are still in my ears.

Kindled, tiny flames of joy...

Quietly extinguished in my heart.

Trembling, Zhao Yuan picked up his father's head and held it tightly in his arms. His cold and hard face pressed against his chest, tears fell involuntarily, and the tears were blood red.

Under the reflection, the surrounding mountain fires seemed to be a group of demons dancing wildly, penetrating into his atrium, breaking his heart and soul, and piercing his liver and spleen.

Since something in Zhao Yuan's soul was torn apart alive, it made people excruciatingly painful and couldn't help crying.

"Ahhhh-!!!"