The third master picked up a fox husband

"After so many years, are you still brooding over these things? I am a heartless person. You should understand that if you bring up the old things again, you are just stabbing yourself in the heart. For me, if you do it, you will not Regret." Emperor Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows indifferently, and handed the wine glass to Concubine Yun Gui.

"No regrets? Even if your Lan'er is dead, don't you regret it?" Concubine Yun Gui looked at him provocatively.

Emperor Xiaoxian's body froze, and after a while he said numbly: "I regret it, drink it, it will be fast, and there won't be much pain."

Concubine Yun looked down at the wine, and threw it casually. The wine glass shattered to the ground, foaming from the ground.

She folded her hands in front of her knees, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I am not happy to die like this. If you are cruel, why not do it yourself."

"I'm going to torture you even now, do you think I can't do it?" Emperor Xiaoxian sighed, took out a roll of kite string from his sleeve, and held both ends with his hands, "Back then, you strangled Lan to death like this. son."

"She is not worthy of this palace to do it myself." Concubine Yun closed her eyes, "Yan Yi, I curse you, I curse your Yan family, you will not end well... um..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Emperor Xiaoxian's kite string had already wrapped around his slender, fair, beautiful neck.

Emperor Xiaoxian pulled more forcefully, and Concubine Yun Gui leaned against his arms, her eyes suddenly opened, staring at him with tears and resentment in her eyes.

Emperor Xiaoxian was smiling softly from the beginning to the end.

After struggling physically for a while, blood flowed from the neck, Concubine Yun tilted her head, her hands were limp, and she fell silent.

Emperor Xiaoxian threw away the blood-dripping kite string, and met the eyes of the words below who watched him in shock.

His hands were stained with blood, "Third brother, in order to sit in this position, in my opinion, everything can be sacrificed."

...

Yan Jingsheng's forehead is black and blue, time is gone, and night is coming.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The slight shattering caught his attention. He looked down and saw that the jasper wrench on his thumb instantly shattered into two pieces.

He pursed his lips.

It was given to him by his mother and concubine when he was 13 years old.Although he was exceptionally conferred the title of prince when he was born, the canonization ceremony was postponed for more than ten years.

Yan Jingsheng's eyes vacillated and he clenched his teeth.

At this time, the imperial chief finally came out with staggering steps, and he stood in front of Yan Jingsheng with a smile, "Go back, my lord, my God, didn't you just recover from illness a while ago?"

"Elder-in-law, please tell your father, Jing Sheng, I really need to see you urgently."

"My lord, the emperor said that he understands your urgent matter. He asked the old slave to pass a word to you. Even if the tiger's poison does not eat its children, His Majesty will not let the world see the Yan family's jokes. You can follow the eighteenth with peace of mind." Jin Longwei and Priest Liu go to fief the land."

Yan Jingsheng's eyes lit up, he understood what he said, father wanted to protect his third brother.

He bowed three times to the Zhengyang Gate, and after getting up with numb legs, the carriage came to him, Yingying jumped down and helped him into the carriage.

There was a cracking sound of the whip, and the wheels rolled forward. This huge and gorgeous palace slowly became a miniature.

"Your lord, why are you crying..." Yingying wiped Yan Jingsheng's sweat, and couldn't help but utter a voice in surprise when she saw the sparkle in the corner of Yan Jingsheng's eyes.

Yan Jingsheng didn't answer her.

...

Yan Jingci watched as the chief executive ordered several maids to tidy up Concubine Yun Gui and carried her to the dragon couch, as if the beauty was just sleeping peacefully.

He had goosebumps all over his body, and he just felt creepy.

Emperor Xiaoxian put on a bright yellow dragon robe, the palace servants moved the desk, and the chief executive spread out the blank imperial edict.

"Third brother, come here and grind ink for me." Emperor Xiaoxian said to Yan Jingci after picking up the ink brush.

"Yes, father." Yan Jingci got up from the ground, walked to Emperor Xiaoxian's side in a fairly steady pace, and pulled up his sleeves to rub ink for him.

He just paused in the movement of his hands, curled his lips into a smile, and then put down his pen.

"It has been thirty-six years since I ascended the throne, and I can still be called Haiqingheyan, the world is peaceful, the people are at peace, all nations are humble, the government is clear, and the monarch and ministers are harmonious.

I think that my virtue cannot be compared to the first saint, but my merit is more hopeful for future generations.The crown prince Yan Nanhao, intelligent and transparent, with a noble character, is very inferior to me, his aspirations cannot be taken away by his strength, and his heart cannot be moved by great temptations. Prince Yu said Nan Hao.The fourth son, Jing Sheng, is the king of Rui'an, smart and open-minded, and granted the land of Wangcheng in the south. In the 21st year of my filial piety, he was escorted to the land by the eighteen golden dragon guards on the eighth night of the summer and July. Within three years, he was not allowed to return to the imperial city, that is, I will die. , the four sons can be vegetarians and keep filial piety in the fief, and the new emperor cannot be recalled.The emperor's third son, Jing Ci, was conferred the title of Prince, titled Chun'an, and enfeoffed Guanzhou in the northwest. He left on the ninth day of the lunar new year.The princes should work together with one heart, and the important ministers should support the prime minister wholeheartedly, and help the Dongyue community together. "

The moment the pen fell, Emperor Xiaoxian turned his head to look at Yan Jingci beside him.

"In this way, it is the best arrangement I can think of. In the future, the three of you brothers will meet each other in battle, and I have no choice." He pressed it without hesitation.

Once the hammer is set, there will be no more spins.

...

When Yan Nanhao was wearing a prince's suit and led several generals and a group of imperial guards to push open the gate of Qianyang Palace, the rising sun was shining brightly.

"Hao'er is here." Emperor Xiaoxian said with a light smile, propping his head up.

Yan Nanhao took a look at Yan Jingci, and knelt down, "I have visited my father, and I heard that my father is not in good health, so I came here to serve you before the holy couch."

"You have a heart." Covering your mouth and coughing for a while, your palms are wet, and the tip of your nose is smelly, "It just so happens that several lovers are also here, third child, hand over the will to your second brother, and let him read it out in front of everyone Alright."

Mentioning the word will, everyone's expression changed subtly.

"Yes, father." Yan Jingci took out the edict from the brocade box brought by the eunuch, held it in front of Yan Nanhao with both hands, and lowered his head calmly, "Second brother, please."

Yan Nanhao picked up the imperial decree and faced the crowd. The Imperial Forest Army headed by several generals, together with Yan Jingci and all the court ladies and eunuchs knelt down.

He spread out the imperial decree and read it word by word in a steady tone.

After the last word was pronounced, the steward let out a wail and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty, you are dead!"

...

"Bastard!" In Yan Nanhao's room, dressed in filial piety, he violently kicked over the tables and chairs and swept away the vases and antiques, furious.

Looking at the scattered broken porcelain, Zhenyi thought for a while, and then said: "You ascended to the throne of the emperor without bloodshed, why are you so angry?"

"It's because the soldiers are bloodless!" Yan Nanhao's face was gloomy. "The damned ones are not dead. They all left the imperial city with their knives hanging on my head. Not only am I angry, but I even want to kill people." His Planning the layout, before it started, it was in vain.