Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

"Treason?" The second prince's eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and finally landed on the emperor, he sneered, "I just took what I deserved, what's wrong?"

The emperor asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by what you deserve?"

"Since we were young, you have taught us that the eldest brother is the prince and the future master of the world. He is different from our other brothers. Let us keep our duty and not compete with the eldest brother... But what is duty? ? Both are your sons, why are you so partial, why?!"

"Just because I am the emperor, this world is mine!" The emperor slapped the dragon chair angrily.

"Yes, you are the emperor, and you can give your world to whoever you want. I never thought of grabbing anything from my elder brother, and I never wanted to be a shitty emperor, but just because I don't grab it doesn't mean others won't grab me I just want to live a good life, what’s wrong?! It’s you guys who are going to force me, it’s Zhao Zhao who is forcing me! Yunniang is such a good girl, we have already agreed that we will get married in the spring, and I will take She's going to stay..."

Life is like a dog, there is always a steady stream of dog blood.

Even after living for an unknown number of years and listening to gossip one after another, Shen Zhaoxi still couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from twitching when the gossip happened.

The second prince's reason for rebellion can be summed up in one sentence - he became a beauty in anger.

The second imperial concubine passed away early, and left behind a son-in-law before passing away. The second prince didn't value women, and only wanted to fight on the battlefield. For so many years, he had nothing but a few bed-warmers around him.

Until he met a girl named Yun Niang.

Yunniang is a peasant girl with an ordinary family background, but her appearance is not ordinary. She is like a white lotus flower blooming in the mud, graceful and pitiful.

The second prince, who was just over the age, fell in love with her at first sight, and planned to marry her as a concubine regardless of his family status. Who knew that before he told the emperor, Yun Niang first fell into the eyes of the prince who was watching several brothers.

For the prince, sooner or later the world is his own, and the people in the world are also his own, and he never talks about any reason.

Seeing Yunniang's beauty, he took advantage of the Second Prince's inattention and came here to enjoy it.

But he has seen more than tens of millions of beauties. As the prince, Yanhuan is fat and thin, and has everything he needs. Yunniang is just a porridge and side dish that he occasionally tastes after he gets tired of eating big fish and meat.

After using it myself, I still don't forget to reward my subordinates.

When the second prince found the tortured Yunniang, the originally beautiful and agile girl had lost her vitality, like a walking dead.

Yunniang, who was waiting for her sweetheart, finally died in the arms of the second prince, and became the kindling that ignited the anger in his heart.

In the DPRK, the Second Prince's Party was originally the most powerful party in the battle for the crown prince besides the prince.

Except for the son who was not born as the empress, the second prince's advantages in other aspects are not weaker than the empress.

In terms of birth, he was the son of the imperial concubine, and his mother was deeply favored by the emperor. In terms of family background, compared with the imperial concubine's natal family, the empress's natal family cut off many arms on their own in order to weaken the emperor's fear. Arrogance - when Shen Chaoxi confronted the Liu family's children, if it weren't for the two mountains of Princess Heng'an and the emperor standing behind them, it might not have ended so well. The power of the imperial concubine can be seen.

Before that, the only worry about the second prince's party was that the second prince didn't really have much interest in the throne. No matter how others brainwashed him, the second prince always seemed to lack interest.

Compared with the other princes who had no advantages but tried their best to compete, the second prince could be said to be very Buddhist.

But the dragon has reverse scales.

Yunniang is the second prince's reverse scale, and now this scale has been pulled out by the prince.

"Father, I respect you, father. I will remember my father's teachings and dare not forget it. I know that forcing the palace is really a treasonous act, but as long as my father agrees to my request, I will immediately put down my weapon and let it go. The royal father handles..."

"Your Highness—"

The person who forced the palace with the second prince called him in shock, but they didn't say that when they forced the palace.

Facing the gleaming blade, the emperor looked very calm, "What request, you say."

"As long as the father is willing to let Zhao Zhao be buried with Yunniang, the minister is willing to arrest without a fight."

"Nonsense! For a woman, you are doing this, you are doing this..."

The emperor's hands were trembling because of the anger of the second prince.

This is his good son, who was forced into the palace for a woman.

He scolded, "Don't even think about it."

What the elder son did was really wrong, and the emperor himself knew it.

But it doesn't mean that he will be willing to let the prince he carefully cultivated be buried with a woman, it's just a dream.

The second prince sneered, he didn't know whether he was laughing that he still had expectations for the emperor, or that no matter what, he had come to this point in the end.

Despondently, he took out a blank imperial decree from his pocket and threw it in front of the emperor, "Father, please write it. As long as you are willing to concede to me, you will be the most honorable emperor in the world."

Xing Zhongan looked at Zhao Wanchen, who shook his head, signaling him not to act rashly.

Just as the second prince was watching the emperor, waiting to get the imperial decree to ascend the throne, the sound of weapons being exchanged suddenly came from outside the hall.

A seriously wounded soldier stumbled in, "It's not good, it's not good——"

The second prince strode over and grabbed his collar: "What's wrong?"

The soldier vomited blood, and said, "Prince..."

"My good second brother, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

A slightly feminine voice sounded, and a tall, handsome man with fair skin and unusually fair skin walked in.

Compared with the sergeant who wrapped himself tightly, in the cold winter weather, he stepped on clogs barefoot, wore an open robe, and disheveled hair, like a madman who indulged in mountains and rivers, drinking, and having fun.

The second prince's expression changed the moment he saw him.

He gritted his teeth and called out the identity of the person, "Mr——"

With a move from the crown prince, the imperial guards in the palace, who were ordered to come up, set up their longbows and aimed at everyone in the hall.

The second prince turned his head to look at the emperor, his eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst, "Father, you are really calculating, so calculating—"

Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, he suddenly ran towards the emperor, grabbed him, strangled the emperor's neck in front of himself, and said with a sneer: "Prince, if you have the ability, you can shoot arrows, if you have the ability, you can stick to it!" Let the royal father kill together!"

The emperor was suddenly kidnapped and had trouble breathing. The second prince's face flushed red when he forced the palace, "Nizi, let go, let go—"

The prince smiled lightly, and did not pay attention to the scene in front of him, but said: "Second brother, you and I are brothers, I wanted to spare your life, but who knew that you would become so fierce that you killed the emperor, I will not Do not do justice for the sky, but eliminate harm for the people..."

The emperor's eyes widened, obviously he had understood something.

Hearing this, the second prince raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha Father, this is your good son, this is your good son..."

Tears flowed from his laughter, and he unconsciously let go of the hand controlling the emperor.

The emperor's body relaxed, but his whole body couldn't stop trembling. His eyes were red and he was staring at his most beloved son, his teeth were being bitten.

"How am I sorry for you..."

It seems to be asking the prince, but also like asking himself.

He has the same relationship with the empress. Because he was not favored when he was young, his favorite noble daughter married the prince at that time, and his concubine is just a leftover woman chosen by others.

But the prince is his first son. For a man, being the first always has an unusual meaning.

To others, he is the royal father, but to the crown prince, he is just the simplest father.

When he was an ordinary prince, he and the prince had the purest period of father-son years. Because of this, even if the prince's behavior became more and more absurd, he still refused to give up and choose another prince. The child is still saved, and I always feel that sooner or later the prince will be able to afford the country.

"Father," the prince's voice was like a poisonous snake out of its cage, delicate and slimy, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he said softly, "The only thing you are sorry for me is that you lived too long."

"I have been the prince for more than thirty years. You tell me every day that this world will be mine sooner or later, but when will I wait? If I wait any longer, I will be old..."

"Old prince, old prince, my son has grown up too, I can't be a prince forever..."

"You said that you love me the most, but in my opinion, what you love the most is obviously your right, obviously yourself, and you clearly know that everyone in the world is laughing at me, an old prince, but you never thought of putting me in advance. The throne has been abdicated to me, you always say don’t worry about it, I’m already that old, why don’t you worry about it..."

As soon as he waved his hand, the bow and arrow were raised high, and the cold tip of the arrow shone with cold light, aiming at the people in the hall.

What happened tonight made the emperor seem to have aged 20 years overnight.

He sat down on the dragon chair, as if he had given up all hope, and said dejectedly: "Do it."

The prince suddenly had a bad premonition.

The big drama is always one after another. After you sing, we will appear on the stage.

When Zhao Wanchen led the crowd to appear, the second prince looked up to the sky and laughed as if he understood something.

"I lost, I lost, Yunniang, I'm here to accompany you..."

He grabbed the long knife of the sergeant beside him and wiped it on his neck.

Zhao Wanchen turned her head, "Second Brother!"

With a plop, the second prince fell to the ground on his back, the corners of his lips raised slowly, and in his eyes that were gradually losing his expression, there seemed to be a figure of a woman.

Holding an umbrella made of lotus leaves, Yun Niang stood in the rain and smiled at him.

He murmured: "Yunniang..."

The prince was pushed to the ground, and the emperor was supported by Fu Hai, walking towards him slowly.

The prince raised the corner of his mouth and called out like every time he did something wrong: "Father..."

Snapped--

This time, what greeted him was a slap that exhausted all the strength of the emperor.

Whether it was the second prince or the rebels brought by the prince, they were vulnerable to Zhao Wanchen's elite.

The sound of metal and iron clanging was everywhere in the palace, and peace was quickly restored in the Qianqing Palace.

The imperial physician was called in to diagnose the emperor's pulse, and the whole night was full of ups and downs. Even though he didn't suffer any serious physical injuries, the emperor was disturbed mentally.

It is not difficult for anyone with eyes to see the emperor's fatigue from the changes in his face.

The emperor closed his eyes, everything that happened today was like in a dream.

He said: "Thank you, Wuhui, for what happened today..."

Only then did Zhao Wanchen realize that there was one person missing, "Where's Wuhui?"

Just as he was talking, Xing Zhongan hurried over with a person in his arms.

"Your Highness, Mr. Shen fell down suddenly just now."

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, "What's going on, imperial physician, show Wuhui quickly!"

The Jin Yiwei who was guarding the hall quickly lifted it up and asked Xing Zhongan to put him on it.

The imperial physician, who had just examined the emperor's pulse, knelt on the edge of the collapse and grabbed Shen Zhaoxi's hanging hand.

The anxious Zhao Wanchen looked at this scene, his complexion suddenly changed.

Shen Zhaoxi never told her whether the pulse condition could be hidden from the imperial physician.

Just before the imperial physician grabbed Shen Zhaoxi's wrist, something happened suddenly.

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded——

As if doing a magic trick, the boy's jet-black hair was suddenly dyed with hoarfrost from the roots.

A stream of black blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Wanchen's heart was twisted like a knife: "Wu Hui——"

The author has something to say: If there are no accidents, this Monday, that is, January 1, will enter v, and there will be more changes at that time.