At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

He had learned archery since he was young, and even Duke Xun Guo praised him for being able to shoot arrows through the air from a hundred miles away.

How could someone be better at archery than him and predict his predictions...

The wind blew up the young man's scarlet sleeves, making him look like a demon. She chuckled and said, "He's gone."

The red bird, as if entering an empty space, turned back obediently and flew towards the direction of the imperial city.

During this time, Duke Xun came to his senses and was ready to take out his dagger to cut Suzaku's claws.

But he was led by Suzaku and ran into a private house head-on, and the old man was forced to behave himself again.

No matter how chaotic the rear was, the news had not yet reached the front battlefield, and the rebels were still desperately climbing ladders and scaling the city walls.

Chu Heng, who was holding a telescope and witnessed everything, was so excited that he could not express it in words.

He knew that Xie Yuheng was his lucky star!

“Hahahahahahaha…” The emperor laughed loudly towards the sky, attracting the attention of the soldiers around him.

It’s over. Has their Majesty gone insane?

In full view of the crowd, Suzaku grabbed Duke Xun and flew around the city three times, finally landing on the city wall facing Suzaku Street.

The corridor, which could originally accommodate several rows of soldiers, appeared crowded and narrow against the backdrop of the Vermillion Bird.

A certain man took revenge and raised his paw to strike the Duke of Xun Guo on the ground.

If this bastard hadn't rebelled, would the level of his Yuheng supernatural power have dropped?

Anyway, it's definitely not that it has no divine power, it's just a useless Suzaku.

Xie Yuheng, who stepped onto the ground, held his forehead and warned, "...don't beat him to death."

A living rebel leader is more useful than a dead one.

Xie Mingli squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of Suzaku.

The worry in his eyes almost solidified into reality. His achievements were so great that they surpassed his master...

Although Your Majesty is a wise ruler now, what about in the future...

Or, take this opportunity to rebel?

But the people in the capital had just suffered from the war and were now being displaced.

This was not consistent with what he had learned since childhood about governing a country and helping the people.

But Yuheng is his relative, his only sister, so it's okay even if he lets down the people of the world.

"Big brother."

Xie Yuheng gave him a calm look, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Chu Heng also coming over here.

She covered her lips with her hand and coughed a few times, looking as if she hadn't gotten much rest for two nights.

It was like he had just crawled out of a coffin.

The voice came before the person arrived, "Hahaha, little Yuheng, I knew you wouldn't let Uncle Chu down!"

"You are the lucky star of Daliang..."

As Chu Heng finished his words, he came closer.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yuheng suddenly started coughing violently again. Chu Heng strode forward and pushed Xie Mingli aside.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the little boy's back, just like an elder who cared about the younger generation.

"Quickly call the imperial physician to come and have a look!"

Xie Yuheng raised his hand with difficulty and introduced Chu Heng, "Ahem, this is a divine bird... Ahem, Suzaku..."

One of them immediately cooperated by holding its head high and chest out. It had watched TV dramas and knew how to act like a god.

However, just as everyone was looking at Suzaku, the young man in red suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xie Mingli stepped forward immediately and supported Xie Yuheng.

Chu Heng withdrew his gaze from Zhuque. Seeing this, his pupils shrank suddenly and he panicked. He shouted angrily, "Why hasn't the imperial physician come yet?"

Xie Yuheng closed his eyes tiredly and spoke with a weak breath.

"I have led the troops to conquer Wusun. Helian Qing and Chu Tianchen are both on their way back home."

"besides……"

Xie Yuheng took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Chu Heng tremblingly.

"This is a letter written by my mother's maternal grandfather before he died. It concerns the destiny of heaven."

Chu Heng took the letter without even looking at it, "Uncle Chu always trusts Yu Heng to do things."

"Don't say anything else. Wait until you recover, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yuheng spat out another mouthful of blood.

Not to mention Chu Heng and Xie Mingli, who felt heartbroken, even the soldiers nearby looked worried.

Look at Jiangling Hou, then look at Zhuque. It is true that a mortal body cannot be subjected to divine power.

Zhuque, who knew the inside story, said: "..."

It felt that if Xie Yuheng was dismissed from his post, he would definitely be able to make a lot of money in the opera world.

It cooperated with the performance, cried and wailed, and secretly gave Duke Xun a pair of wings.

Humph, being confused won’t hurt your body!

Not far away, Chen Qiu, who was directing other soldiers to continue fighting, was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.

In the end what happened?

That little guy, Marquis Jiangling, is back, why are they still gathered together?

Your Majesty, please order a counterattack. This is a great opportunity. Why would you wait here and not counterattack?

Really, I'm so anxious.

After handing over the command to the eldest princess who had just come up, Chen Qiu ran into the crowd.

But he saw a young man in red, his red robe stained with blood, his face as white as snow, leaning weakly in Xie Mingli's arms.

Hot tears dripped down Xie Yuheng's face, and she raised her eyes to meet Xie Mingli's red eyes.

However, the show has already begun, how can it stop halfway?

She looked at Chu Heng, "Your Majesty, you promised me before that you would destroy Fusang..."

"Destroy! Razor the island to the ground!"

If it weren’t for the fact that everyone was watching, Chu Heng would have wanted to kneel down to Xie Yuheng. “Little ancestor, stop talking!”

The young man raised a faint smile on his lips, "The emperor's words are as good as gold. With your majesty's words, I feel relieved..."

Don't worry, these words sound like instructions for your last wishes.

She raised her hand and took out a booklet from her bosom. Her hands were shaking like those of an octogenarian.

Xie Mingli still couldn't bear it and asked in a hoarse voice: "But, is it for His Majesty?"

Xie Yuheng hummed lightly, and Chu Heng hurriedly bent down to take it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took it, the boy's hand fell down limply.

When I looked up again, the boy had his eyes closed and his face was lifeless.

That day, Chu Heng's worried shouts from the city wall could be heard clearly even below the city walls.

That day, Chen Qiu saw his Majesty again after many years, and his eyes were red.

Of course, his eyes turned red and he shed tears.

Since Xie Yuheng was a little older, he watched him grow up little by little, and he became a high-ranking official, but he made friends with deceitful people.

Without realizing it, Chu Heng and Chen Qiu had already treated her as their own junior.

If there is anything delicious or fun, send a portion to the Jiangling Marquis Mansion.

When Chu Heng received the border military report for the first time, he was still muttering to Chen Qiu, what kind of divine bird is this? It must be another creation of Xie Yuheng to fool people.

But when he saw with his own eyes the red bird grabbing the rebel and landing on the city wall, he still felt dazed.

Yes, unless it was a real divine bird, how could it allow people to avoid freezing to death at high altitudes and serve as a mount for others?

Moreover, Chu Heng had also seen his daughter's "heavenly thunder".

Although a skilled blacksmith could produce such delicate craftsmanship, it would take at least half a year to complete one.

He believed in the divine bird Vermillion Bird.

But Little Lucky Star never said that the coming of the Vermillion Bird would come at such a heavy price.

He is just a Suzaku, how can he compare to Miaomiao, his trusted minister whom he had taken a fancy to more than ten years ago.