The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

On December [-], the road was covered with snow and the sky was full of silver frost.

Si Ruochen carried Ji Qinglin's cooled body and walked back to the Prince Regent's Mansion step by step, leaving a long string of bright red behind him, like the red silk hanging all over the street.

Ji Qing died on the day of his wedding.

Si Ruochen completely lost his only light that day.

In the end, they really realized that there is no separation between life and death, only death.

Mo Songyuan thought that when one person died and two were buried, Ji Qinglin's departure would also take Si Ruochen away, but three days later, he pushed open the closed door, and Ji Qinglin's dead body was lying cleanly. On the bed, Si Ruochen sat on the edge of the bed with a haggard appearance, as if he had fallen into a trance, but fortunately he was still alive.

Ji Qinglin's last words finally worked, Si Ruochen will not die, he is so obedient.

A few days later, the coffin carrying Ji Qinglin was sent to the imperial mausoleum, and the whole country mourned. Mo Song was also wondering whether the people inside would be the same as last time, suddenly come back to life?but none.

But the accident did happen, and Si Ruochen, who had always seemed ashamed, suddenly stopped the coffin and sent it to the palace.

Everyone knew that there was a jade coffin in the palace, which could keep the body from decaying, and Si Ruochen put Ji Qinglin in it despite the objections of the officials.

"You are lawless!"

"The prince has lost his morals! Your Majesty, please abolish the prince!"

"Ji Qinglin controls the government, what face does he have to use the emperor's jade coffin!"

Without Ji Qinglin, they would expose their nature as wolves, tigers and leopards. They had never acknowledged, and looked down upon, the prince who appeared on the way as the "Israel attendant".

"Ze'er, what the ministers said is not unreasonable."

Chu Ze was the name he gave Si Ruochen.

"You have exceeded the rules. I will send you to guard the imperial tomb. You can stay with Ji Aiqing forever." Chu Tianyi smiled, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement, completely tearing up that hypocritical face.

He has been suppressed by Ji Qinglin for many years, and it seems that his edges and corners have been smoothed. In fact, he should have the same ambition to be able to sit on the throne of God. He is just waiting for the opportunity to stand up, and now, the opportunity has come.

Compared to Ji Qinglin, Si Ruochen was nothing to him to fear.

"How dare you! When Xiyong came to commit the crime, it was the crown prince who used tricks to retreat, and you would just wait to die in the palace like cowards! What right do you have to treat him like this! Why do you treat him like this!"

Mo Song asked sharply.

"Just because he is a useless person! What qualifications does he have to continue to be the prince?"

Someone sneered.

Yes, they relied on the fact that Si Ruochen was a useless person who could do nothing now, Ji Qing was dying, and no one was protecting him, so they could finally humiliate him as they wished.

"Did you forget! The Prince Regent's Mansion is still there. If you really do something, you will lose both sides! Do you dare?"

Mo Song stared and shouted angrily, why do these people think that the regent has fallen, why do they think that they can manipulate Si Ruochen at will!

"A small guard dares to talk nonsense here! Someone, drag him out for me, and hack him to death!"

The face of a minister who hated Ji Qinglin so much that it itch his teeth was distorted, immersed in the pleasure of revenge, and gradually lost all reason.

"Come on, come on!"

Sure enough, the imperial guards who rushed in from outside surrounded the people in the Prince Regent's Mansion.

Mo Song gritted his teeth, protecting Si Ruochen.

This person, he has to protect Ji Qinglin anyway, even if he dies, Si Ruochen cannot be allowed to die!

"Without Ji Qinglin's Regent's Palace, it is nothing!"

The minister stroking his beard and laughing loudly, he was finally able to trample on the Prince Regent's Palace firmly under his feet!

"Really?" Si Ruochen asked softly.

Maybe it was because he had not made a sound all this time, which caused the crowd to ignore his existence. When he said a word suddenly, everyone turned silent and looked at him.

At this moment, the leader of the forbidden army suddenly rushed in in a panic. Before he could speak, his throat was neatly cut open by a cold blade, and blood gushed out.

"The young master of Qianji Pavilion, how can you do it!"

Hua Ningyu pulled out the short knife that was pierced deeply into the door frame, her voice was as cold as ice.

"Fortunately, you came in time! Otherwise, these bastards would really be bullied by the Regent's Palace!"

Dozens of men in black surrounded the people in the hall one after another, and the hidden guards of the Prince Regent's Mansion also pointed their blades at the surrounding guards.

The arrogant minister shrank back again.

Chu Tianyi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly, he laughed loudly, "Yes, you are indeed my son, but unfortunately without Ji Qinglin, you really can't be considered any threat, and the same goes for Qianji Pavilion."

He smiled and murmured, "Calculating the time, Liu Yihan's soldiers and horses should have surrounded the entire imperial palace, and you can't fly! All the people in the Prince Regent's Palace will be buried with you today, Ze'er, I can be kind!" You are allowed to be buried with Ji Qinglin."

"What did you say?!" Mo Song's eyes widened, and he rushed out immediately, and as expected, he saw Wu Yangyang's men and horses, and immediately sitting in the front was a man in armor who looked like a bamboo pole.

It was Liu Yihan.

"Liu! Yi! Han!" Mo Song wished he could go down and bite him to death.

Liu Yihan saw him, but he didn't know how to face him.

Ji Qinglin's death was unexpected, and when His Majesty ordered him to come back, he knew that there would be a day when they would confront each other.

As a minister, Liu Yihan's position on loyalty to the emperor has long been clear. Ji Qinglin's death took away his era, and now should be the time for the rise of the Wei royal family.

Si Ruochen's bloodline is still unclear.

"Now, it's time for you to get caught!"

The arrogance of the ministers began to grow arrogant again.

Tens of thousands of bows and crossbows below were aimed at them, and it was almost impossible to escape.

Mo Song was furious, but Hua Ningyu looked at the silent Si Ruochen solemnly.

His reaction was really abnormal, it seemed that Ji Qinglin's death took away all his emotions, Hua Ningyu thought that he probably didn't want to live at all, Ji Qinglin didn't let him die, so he let himself die by other people's hands.

And she guessed wrong.

Si Ruochen finally moved, he chuckled, and slowly raised his eyes, but his eyes fell on Mo Song.

In the next moment, Si Ruochen's hands were as fast as iron claws and strangled Mo Song's neck. He lifted him up above the palace wall, looked at Liu Yihan below and said:

"Are you sure you really made a choice? Do you want him to live or do you want him to die?"

"Si Ruochen!!!"

Liu Yihan's eyes widened, staring intently at Mo Song's twitching body hanging in mid-air.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

No one dared to believe that Si Ruochen would touch Mo Song.

Si Ruochen didn't seem to realize it, he just looked at Liu Yihan, his thin lips parted slightly.

"three……"

"two…"

"one!"

Blood spattered everywhere, and the knife in Si Ruochen's hand pierced Mo Song's shoulder.

"Let him go!" Liu Yihan was frightened by the blood, his lips turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "The hundred thousand troops, including the Liu Mansion, are at your disposal!"

Si Ruochen put down Mo Song.

"very good."

He walked back to the main hall slowly, and all the officials surrounded Chu Tianyi, staring at him firmly.

"You, what do you want to do? Even if you usurp the throne, it's not justified! None of us ministers will obey... Weibi"

A cold light swept across, and the man was instantly split in half from the middle.

"Noisy."

Holding the cold sword, Si Ruochen walked up to the high platform slowly, and sat on Chu Tianyi's seat.

He tapped those people a few times with his sword, counted in his mouth, and finally smiled wickedly.

"Eighty...Then eighty of you will live forty, and I will leave the choice to you."

With a flick of his sleeves, dozens of swords came out of their sheaths and flew to their feet.

Everyone else was taken aback, didn't he become a useless person?

"You don't want us to kill each other! Do you think your trick will work?"

Si Ruochen acted as if he had never heard of it, and his thin lips were still slightly parted.

"ten……"

"Nine…"

After only two counts, someone picked up the sword on his foot and stuck it into the chest of the people around him. Si Ruochen counted happily, watching them red-eyed.

"one."

When they finally stopped, the remaining forty people were trembling all over. They were scared, and they were the survivors. Fortunately, they were not the ones who died.

Mo Song and the others were stunned, until they heard Si Ruochen's next sentence, they were completely stunned.

"I don't want to see any of these people."

Mo Song hesitated and said:

"What... what do you mean?"

Si Ruochen stood up and laughed.

"I want them all dead, all dead."

"Si Ruochen! You clearly didn't say that just now!"

Those people looked at him in horror and stepped back.

"Killing people will pay for their lives." Si Ruochen squinted his eyes, "So you didn't die unjustly at all, didn't your hands get stained with the blood of your comrades?"

"That's what you forced!"

"I am Daozu, and you are fish. Naturally, I can play however I want."

He raised his hand suddenly, and the dozens of swords flew up at the same time and pierced into the bodies of the remaining dozens of people, and then exploded suddenly, cutting the corpses apart.

"!"

Everyone was stunned.

It wasn't until this moment that Mo Song realized belatedly that the person in front of him was completely insane.

A madman is not terrible, what is terrible is a powerful madman.

Everyone thought that Ji Qinglin was Si Ruochen's only reliance, without Ji Qinglin, he could only be bullied.

But it was only at this moment that everyone discovered to their horror that Ji Qinglin raised a knife that was as terrifying as him but even more bloodthirsty.

Ji Qinglin is the scabbard that restrains the edge, but now, the scabbard is gone.

Si Ruochen looked at Chu Tianyi and smiled, "You may not have thought that I would come back alive, let alone that I have lived under your nose for so many years."

"You...you remember?" Chu Tianyi stepped back with his eyes wide open.

He narrowed his eyes, "Which incident are you talking about? Did you humiliate my mother? Or did you send people to chase me down? I have doubted countless times whether I am your own!"

"You rebellious son, you are a monster just like your mother!"

"You have said these words to me too many times since I was a child, and I am tired of hearing them!"

Si Ruochen pursed his lips, laughing a little maniacally.

"Even if it's a monster, you forced it!"

Chu Tianyi was too scared, as if he was going to die, he picked up the sword on the ground as fast as he could, and stabbed Si Ruochen fiercely.

Si Ruochen grabbed the sword casually and smashed the sword with his bare hands. Blood flowed from his hand. He was still smiling, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Soon, everyone's eyes widened, because the wound on his hand was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye until it was intact.

Chu Tianyi's pupils almost popped out, and he murmured, "Monster...you are more of a monster than your mother!"

Si Ruochen knocked him over with a palm, "From today onwards, I want you to spend every day in hell."

Si Ruochen looked at the rest of the people, even though he was smiling, his eyes were cold, "If there are still dissatisfied, shoot them to death!"

Hua Ningyu looked at the strange person on the stage, and suddenly remembered that when she was in the Misty Mountain, the Saintess of Shujiang insisted on taking Si Ruochen back and locking her up. Looking at it now, she might be right.

Ji Qinglin never thought that he could wake up, but after opening his eyes, his whole body felt more relaxed than ever. He raised his eyes and saw a person in the empty space.

The man's black hair was lightly pulled back, and the white clothes all over his body were like layers of snow covering his body. There was no extra color in his whole body except white, and he looked even colder than him.

"Who are you?" Ji Qinglin frowned.

The man turned his head, his voice was a bit ethereal.

"My name is Xie Jincheng."