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Chapter 127 The Death of Yan Tingyu

No matter how Yan Tingyu shouted, no soldier entered the hall again.

With blood everywhere, Yan Tingyu struggled to climb onto his throne.

The shouts of killing in the distance became weaker and weaker, just like Yan Tingyu's life force gradually draining away.Gao Qiu didn't know where he got the weapon from, and even Yan Tingyu, who had just approached the Nascent Soul stage, was stabbed in the vital part.

The spiritual power slowly poured into Yan Tingyu's body along the palm of Yan Tingyu's hand, and the black blood flowing out of the wound was slowly stopped.

Life was still passing by, and spiritual power seemed to flow into a bottomless pit.It can only sustain his life for a short time.

More relying on his will, in order to wait for the person who is about to step into the hall to replace him.

It seems like a long time ago, I heard him call me brother cowardly.That follower would only follow behind him cautiously.

I was really happy at that time!

However, everything is slowly changing.

Emperor Yan Jiutian's health is getting worse and worse, and the court meeting that used to be once a day has been changed to once a week.

Above the imperial court, voices began to slowly come out. At this time, every emperor had to start working on establishing Chu.

That was the first time he heard of a name called "Prince". Looking at his mother's performance, he should need that position very much.

So he went to ask the child, because among all the princes of Yan Jiutian, only the two of them are the most qualified to get that position.

"If it was the two of us competing, would you give me the crown prince?" he asked.

"Yes, all my things can belong to my brother!" The boy said and handed over the last piece of candy on his body.

The sugar was a gift from the emperor, and because of their busy schedule, they did not see the emperor Yan Jiutian several times throughout the year.So the sugar that can only be obtained every time they meet has become the biggest treasure of the two.

In his concept, sugar at that time should be more important than that thing called Prince.

Mother is the empress, the master of the harem, but she rarely sees her father come to the house where she and mother live.

The father often went to the mother of the boy whom he regarded as his own brother.

It is said that the boy's grandfather was a general who commanded an army of millions, and the emperor had to go to the boy to maintain the country's peace.

Whenever this time, he would always see his mother crying, crying very sadly.

He has a new task, and he needs to practice literacy and cultivation.Because the father is going to choose the candidate for the crown prince between the two of them.

In terms of talent, he is much higher than that boy, and a short period of practice is enough to defeat the boy.But just one night before the competition, the Yellow Gate in the father's palace came to him and his mother.

"The emperor means that you have to lose." Lao Huangmen said and left in front of his mother.Completely disregarding the stunned mother.

In the next day's competition, he tried his best and finally lost to a boy who was much weaker than himself.Just because my mother said that if I don't lose to my mother, I and I will die.

The boy stood beside him, a place where he could only look up.His father picked him up with his own hands, and announced that he was the heir to the empire in front of all civil and military officials.

For a long time, he had not seen the boy again.I heard that he was called by his father to teach the course himself.

What kind of happiness should that be, he often thinks.

Until his mother died, the emperor did not step into his palace half a step.

The mother left with endless reluctance, because the mother knew that her life would not be very good after she left.

But the bad times didn't last long.

The boy's maternal grandfather was wounded in a war and died of illness.The boy lost his support at once.

The emperor began to liquidate the power of the boy's grandfather, and the boy's mother also lost the emperor's favor.

The boy who had no talent at all during his training was suddenly abandoned by the emperor.

And he was brought back to the public eye by the emperor.Everything he lost back then was taken back by him, including the position of prince.

In front of his mother's grave, he clenched his fists.He vowed to make the boy's life worse than his mother's.

Yan Tingyu did it, and the boy Yan Tingyun never had a good day in the palace.

Until he left the palace and went to Jianzong.

Until Yan Tingyu took the throne from Yan Jiutian.

Until the shouts of killing around were getting closer and closer, the imperial city was full of flames.

Yan Tingyu knew that the person she had been waiting for for a long time was here!
The soldiers of the Bai family army began to take over the imperial city.In the entire imperial city, no one dared to walk on the streets.

The last soldier defending the city surrendered.

The sun emits dark red light and slowly sets down the mountain.

Yan Tingyu seems to have been forgotten by this world.But he still sits on his own throne.

The door was finally opened, and Yan Tingyun in full armor walked in behind Chu Fan.

The smell of blood entered the nostrils of the two people.There were fallen bodies everywhere in the hall.

"Yan Tingyu!" Chu Fan said.

"Yan Tingyun!" Yan Tingyu said.

He no longer had the strength to step down from the throne, so he could only quietly watch Chu Fan and Yan Tingyun walking towards him.

"This is my place, how can you allow you to be presumptuous!" Yan Tingyu suddenly roared.He suddenly laughed again, a smile full of sadness.

I'm afraid he also understands that everything now does not belong to him.

Just like a long time ago, it will return to Yan Tingyun's hands again.

"I want to chat with you," Yan Tingyu said.

Chu Fan looked at it, and Yan Tingyun nodded.

At this time, Yan Tingyu, who was already as angry as a spring, was obviously unable to cause any harm to Yan Tingyun.

Chu Fan backed away slowly.

Only Yan Tingyun and Yan Tingyu were left in the main hall, which seemed a bit empty.

No one came to hold the lamp anymore, and the sky gradually became dark.

"I never thought it would be today." Yan Tingyu laughed.

"I've thought about it," Yan Tingyun said coldly.

"Don't hate me so much, it's just like you snatched the crown prince from me many years ago, it's just a karmic cycle." Perhaps it was because Yan Tingyu knew that his death was coming, Yan Tingyu was very indifferent.

"I won't care about dead people." Yan Tingyun looked at Yan Tingyu's face and said coldly.

Yan Tingyu smiled.Still lying on his throne.Wearing his dragon robe.

"I have tried everything I want, even if I hand it over to you now, I don't have any regrets, hahahaha" Yan Tingyu continued to smile.

Yan Tingyun walked out slowly and closed the door of the main hall.

"Mother, I'm here, Mother, I'm here!" Yan Tingyu's last voice came from inside.

Not far away, the sergeants of the Bai family army were clearing the last obstacle in the palace.

Yan Tingyun sat on the steps in front of the main hall.Look around at the soldiers holding torches.Everything in the imperial city is still so familiar, and there is no real winner between himself and Yan Tingyu in the end.

"Are you ready?" Chu Fan suddenly appeared behind Yan Tingyun.

A country riddled with holes is about to be handed over to Yan Tingyun.

(End of this chapter)