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The people standing below couldn't hear clearly the conversation between the two people. They could only see Yan Qingning's bad attitude towards Shen Zhuo'an, and those who thought they were "just" showed up again.

"How dare he recommend the National Master?!"

"He doesn't even want to think about how he got the throne?!"

"It's just a hard-to-get trick because of my infatuated love for the Imperial Master. Not even the sister of Goulanyuan can use this despicable trick!"

"If it weren't for the Imperial Master guarding the Yu Kingdom, who knows when our Yu Kingdom would have been destroyed?!"

"That's it! Instead of giving the position of emperor of the Yu Kingdom to such a useless waste, it is better to give it to our national master. Maybe our life can be better!"

……

Yan Qingning stood on the city wall, listening to the sharp and harsh curses, and his eyes fell on Lu Yin: "So, are you satisfied?"

"Why did your Majesty ask about the minister?" Lu Yin stood not far from them, holding Gu Xian'an by the back of his neck and dragging him all the way: "Shouldn't Your Majesty ask the Imperial Master?"

"After all, most of the rumors about your incompetence were spread among the public by people sent by the Imperial Preceptor."

Yan Qingning followed his intention and looked at Shen Zhuo'an, opened his mouth and asked him: "Master Imperial Master, are you satisfied now?"

Shen Zhuo'an looked at his shallow eyes, trying to find a trace of love in them, even if it was just for this face.

but……

He couldn't find it.

He couldn't find even a trace of love.

His Majesty... has always been able to distinguish him from that "God", and he is the only one who indulges in this false love.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value is: 85. 】

"Can I take this sentence to mean that you have clearly distinguished me from that person?" Shen Zhuo'an laughed self-deprecatingly. The hand on his side wanted to touch Yan Qingning, but he was worried that he would offend him in vain.

"I can always tell the difference clearly." Yan Qingning lowered his eyes and looked down at the people who were scolding him sharply. His light-colored eyes turned dark like ink for a moment.

"You will push me into the whirlpool of public opinion for the sake of power and profit, and you will not care about my reputation, my life or death."

"But my god, he will save me from the whirlpool of public opinion. He will patiently explain everything to everyone and wipe away the dirty water that has been thrown on me."

Shen Zhuo'an knew that what he had done was not worthy of begging for forgiveness, and he also knew that his apology was insignificant in the face of this kind of hurt.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out, and nothing came out.

What Yan Qingning hated most was rumors, but he insisted on enduring these unbearable insults and the unreasonable contempt and malice of those people.

"Master Imperial Master, are you satisfied now?"

Emotionless words came out of Yan Qingning's mouth again. Shen Zhuoan no longer dared to look into his eyes, lowered his head and replied: "...satisfied."

"Crack! Crack!"

Lu Yin clapped his hands and said, "The relationship between His Majesty and the Imperial Master is really harmonious!"

Anyone could see the mockery in his words, but the two people he mocked still pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Lu Yin, I have asked the Imperial Master as you requested. Can you let Prime Minister Gu go now?"

Lu Yin had Gu Xian'an as a hostage in his hand, and even though he was surrounded by layers of people, he still looked at Yan Qingning with a condescending attitude.

"Where did you go from here? Why is Your Majesty so frightened?"

"Lu Yin!" Shen Zhuo'an really couldn't bear Lu Yin's humiliation of Yan Qingning, so he pulled out the sword on his waist: "Don't bully others too much!"

Before the tip of the sword could be aimed at Lu Yin, Yan Qingning grabbed the blade with his bare hands and forced it back.

The scarlet blood stained the cold white sword body, frightening Shen Zhuoan so much that he let go of his hand and looked at Yan Qingning distressedly: "Your Majesty..."

Yan Qingning threw the bloody sword blade on the bed and reminded Shen Zhuoan word by word: "Master Imperial Master, Prime Minister Gu is still in his hands."

It was as if someone poured cold water on him head-on, and all his impulses disappeared at this moment.

The people below were still arguing non-stop. He sent people to change public opinion, but it had no effect. It only made those who were already dissatisfied with Yan Qingning more skeptical.

He had no good intentions in the past and only wanted to gain more power, so he sent people without scruples to spread rumors about Yan Qingning's ignorance and incompetence among the people. He allowed public opinion to ferment, causing Yan Qingning to lose the support of the people and his reputation.

He used the excuse of seeking welfare for the people to deceive himself, and used beautiful reasons to cover up his desire for power...

A man who is obviously dirty, but he wants to disguise himself as a "god" who is as cool as the breeze and the moon.

Such behavior makes even him feel extremely disgusting...

Gu Xianan's fingers were clasped on the rough floor, listening to the vicious curses coming from the common people towards Yan Qingning, and their unreasonable contempt for Yan Qingning...

He suddenly felt that what "Lu Ya" said before was right.

The roots of Yu State have begun to rot...

It is completely rotten and excessively rotten. Unless someone is willing to use his life to push it forward, it will rot in place forever, exuding a rotten and rotten smell...

The fragments clutched in his palms hurt his palms, and he knew in his heart that Yan Qingning would embark on a road of no return for the future of Yu State.

He will comply with the wishes of the people and put the ruler they want in that position.

Use your own life to make your final contribution to this country...

Lu Yin was worried that he would take advantage of the situation to commit suicide, so she didn't put the sword in front of him at all, but just pinched the back of his neck hard and didn't allow him to move.

Gu Xian'an tightly grasped the fragment in her palm, and had a new plan in her mind.

He has a chance to escape...

He will make Xiao Ning's ideal come true...

It's just that I can't do what I promised Qing'an...

"Xiao Ning, do whatever you want, and I will intercede for you with your brother."

The words were spoken with difficulty in a hoarse voice. He clutched the fragments and tried his best to cut the blood vessels in his throat.

"Do not!!!"

Yan Qingning's eyes suddenly widened, and he desperately wanted to pounce on Gu Xian'an, but his foot stepped on the corner of his robe due to panic, and he fell to the ground.

Gu Xian'an collapsed to the ground, large swaths of blood gurgling from his throat, making his already bloody face even more horrifying.

What his eyes touched was still pitch black, but Gu Xian'an saw a familiar figure in a trance at the end of his life.

The man still looked like he remembered, dressed in green clothes and a green crown, with a jade flute hanging from his waist, looking at him with a smile.

He bowed slightly in front of him, handed him his hand, and said to him warmly: "Xian'an, you have suffered..."

Gu Xian'an wanted to ask him aggrievedly why he came just now, why he refused to enter his dream, and why he wanted to leave all the burden of Yu Guo on him...

But he didn't ask anything, he just used all his strength to reach out and get closer to him.

The excessive blood loss made his brain dizzy and his hands gradually lost strength.

That pale, bloody hand could not touch the man's stretched out hand until his death.

The fragment of the flute body that he had been guarding rolled out of his hand again and fell to the ground, shattering more completely again.

His hand hit the ground weakly, and his blinded eyes plunged his vision into darkness again.

he finally...

He couldn't hold Yan Qing'an's extended hand.