Quick Wear: When the Affectionate Male Supporting Character Gets the Script of a Cool Stories

"I'm afraid the Duan family will be extinct, right?"

"It seems that all the efforts made by Brother Duan to preserve this bloodline have been in vain!"

Zhou Xian is now like a person who has fallen into a lake and is helpless. He grabs whatever he sees, even if it cannot save himself from the predicament, as long as it can make him feel more comfortable.

"I have countless princes and princesses. Even if they die at your hands today, my Great Zhou Dynasty will never perish, and my bloodline will be passed down forever!"

"Duan Jiuxiao, ah Duan Jiuxiao..."

Zhou Xian seemed to be in a state of madness, his mind was a little dazed, and he kept repeating those words over and over in his mouth.

"The world I conquered will be passed down forever and will always be in the hands of the Zhou family."

"The Duan family, huh... once it's destroyed, it's destroyed. Where is the family glory left? Hahahaha!"

Duan Zhufeng suddenly stepped forward, drew out the Jiuxiao Sword from his back, lifted the clothes off Zhou Xian's shoulders, and pushed him against the door.

He suddenly laughed, "Family inheritance? Bloodline inheritance?"

"What's the use of all this? Zhou Xian, how do you think the two of us can get to the emperor's bedroom without alerting the well-trained imperial guards and the Jinyiwei secret guards around you?"

Zhou Xian suddenly paused, and the expression on his face slowly froze.

Since his illness became more and more serious, almost all matters inside and outside the palace were handed over to the prince. He also knew that the country would belong to the prince sooner or later, so he gradually compromised and gave up power.

What Duan Zhufeng meant by these words...

"No! Impossible, you are talking nonsense, why would the prince do this?!"

"This world will be his sooner or later! I have already given up my power to hand over this country to him! He can't possibly get involved with treasonous people like you. He doesn't deserve it!"

"Are you sure you have really decided to hand over the country to the prince?" Jiang Xu said, standing aside with his arms folded. "As far as I know, there has always been a blank imperial edict hidden next to your bed."

"Zhou Xian, people like you don't really trust anyone. You don't trust anyone but yourself."

"How can you be willing to hand over the kingdom you acquired through all means to your own son?"

"When you think about the crown prince ascending the throne, you will feel unbalanced, right? Are you also thinking that you fought on the battlefield to win the country, but how come your child doesn't have to do anything and can sit on the throne so easily?"

Zhou Xian kept silent with a gloomy face. After a long while, he finally spoke: "Since the Crown Prince wants to take over my throne smoothly, he should know how to obey me instead of participating in regicide."

"As long as he obeys, I will naturally destroy that blank imperial edict before I die!"

"Submission? Not everyone in this world has to revolve around you." Jiang Xu shook his head sarcastically, "Forget it, there is no point in saying more."

He glanced at Duan Zhufeng, who received the eye signal and suddenly unsheathed his sword.

Zhou Xian screamed in shock, thinking he was going to die, but the sword energy only cut the carved wooden door. In the night, he saw his son.

Duan Zhufeng's cold voice without a trace of emotion sounded in his ears like a statement:

"Your descendants will not remember you, and you will not leave a good name in history books. The country you stole will never belong to you."

"Prince! Protect the Emperor!" Zhou Xian let out a final tearing roar as if a building was about to collapse. He could not accept this reality.

The prince looked at the man in front of him with almost indifference.

When he was a child, he had admired and respected his father. How did these feelings disappear?

It was his father's favoritism towards other children, his mother's repeated disappointment late at night, and his father's suspicion and jealousy of him after he grew up, and his indulgence of him and those princes in a life-and-death struggle.

Although his father gave him the position of crown prince, he still gave hope to other princes.

Even though he was the crown prince, he gave Zhou Chengyin a secret mission without telling anyone, and even promised that he would pass the throne to him if Zhou Chengyin succeeded.

What was he, the crown prince, then? He had been the crown prince for so many years, but he was just a joke.

Even when he was about to die, he was still on guard against him. He always knew about the existence of the blank imperial edict.

The reason why he didn't do it was that he didn't want to leave people with the suspicion of patricide after he ascended the throne, nor did he want to leave people with the suspicion of regicide and usurpation of the throne a hundred years later.

After all, he has endured to this point, and it would be totally unworthy if he failed at this moment.

But after all the humiliation he had endured from his father over the years, if he remained a gentle and submissive prince in front of his father until his death, wouldn't it be too aggrieved?

He became the crown prince for the throne, to be the final winner, and to allow his mother to stand up straight in front of those domineering concubines and not have to swallow her anger for the sake of his crown prince position.

But he also wanted to seize this last opportunity to let his father, who thought he was in control of everything, know that he was not as submissive as he appeared to be.

He was also a proud man, and the throne that his father was unwilling to give up eventually fell into his hands.

A vendetta among the underworld. What a good reason.

So he agreed to cooperate with Duan Zhufeng and others, just to breathe his last while his father was still alive.

The prince felt extremely happy at this moment.

"Father, the imperial guards in the capital are now controlled by these two rebels. My life is in their hands. Even if I want to save you, I am powerless!"

"Rebellious son! You rebellious son! I shouldn't have made you the crown prince in the first place!" Zhou Xian was so angry that his face turned red. He covered his chest and struggled for a long time, then vomited a mouthful of black blood in front of everyone's gaze.

"If I had known this earlier, I would have made Twelve the Crown Prince! And made his mother the Queen! I would never have let you and your son control the government!"

The prince curled his lips and smiled, "Zhou Chengyin? Father, he can't come back. Have you forgotten? It was you who personally ordered the Jinyiwei to issue the killing order."

"Even if he returns to the capital by chance, I will not let him return to the court. Forget about making Zhou Chengyin the crown prince."

"I am the prince you personally appointed more than ten years ago. It is only natural that I should inherit the throne."

"Oh, by the way, when I was walking through the Imperial Garden just now, the guards beside me accidentally encountered something. I didn't have time to tell you. Although this matter should be handled by your mother, it is late at night. I don't want to disturb your peace, so I'll report it to your father for handling."

The smile on the prince's lips became more and more evil. Jiang Xu faintly smelled the scent of melon and raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty's new favorite, Concubine Yu, actually took advantage of the dead of night to have sex with your Majesty's imperial guards among the flowers. This is really a betrayal of your Majesty's favor. But your son was concerned about your Majesty's love for Concubine Yu, so he did not deal with it rashly. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Jiang Xu glanced at Zhou Xian, his expression was so ugly that it went from red to ashen blue.

Duan Zhufeng had already stepped aside when he was vomiting blood. Now he spat out another mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. It was unknown whether it was an illusion or not, but his hair seemed to have turned white overnight.

"You rebellious son! You rebellious son!"

"Father, why do you say that?" The prince seemed to be ignorant and said, "It was not me who had an affair with Concubine Yu, nor was it me who made Concubine Yu cheat on you, father. Why do you blame me?"

Jiang Xu pursed his lips to avoid making his smile too obvious.

This prince is interesting. His way of pretending to be irritating is similar to his own.

"Father, don't be sad. Even though Concubine Yu is gone, doesn't Father still have Concubine Yun and Concubine Ye?"

"Shut up, shut up!"

Zhou Xian was so angry that he lost his mind. He looked around and turned to snatch the sword from Duan Zhufeng's hand.

"I will kill you, you rebellious son!"

Duan Zhufeng looked at him coldly and raised his hand to hand over the sword. The moment Zhou Xian took the sword, he grasped the hilt with his backhand. A cold light flashed and blood splattered like a fountain.

Zhou Xian's eyes widened and a broken sound came from his throat. He wanted to say something, but he could only open and close his mouth, and heard the blood gushing out of his throat, making a gurgling sound.

He could only feel his life slipping away bit by bit.

The emperor, the supreme ruler of a generation, died so miserably in front of everyone, but no one present felt sorry for him.

He lay there with his eyes open.

The bright red blood dripped down the body of the Jiuxiao Sword. The sound of the blood dripping was particularly obvious in the silent night, like some kind of invisible deterrent, knocking on people's hearts.

The prince had lived a life of luxury, and many people had died because of him, but this was the first time he had seen someone die in front of him at close range, not to mention that the person was his father who had used his majestic imperial power to control almost all of his first half of his life, and died in front of him in such a tragic way.

But he is the crown prince and the future emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. He cannot show weakness in front of others.

He looked away and raised his eyes to meet Duan Zhufeng's gaze. In an instant, many thoughts crossed his mind, but fear finally took over.

The man in front of him is very dangerous. Although the leader of the demon cult next to him did not do anything and even had a smile on his face, he should obviously not be underestimated.

No matter what happens in the future, they still have to do the superficial work now, after all, they are still in a cooperative relationship.

"The Duan family's feud has been avenged. Is Alliance Leader Duan feeling at ease now?" the prince asked with a smile.

Duan Zhufeng didn't respond to his words, he put away his sword, and said expressionlessly: "Today's matter is over. From now on, I will not have anything to do with the imperial power and government. I will just be an ordinary person in the martial arts world."

The implication is very clear, he is only interested in revenge and nothing else.

At present, these words made the prince feel relieved. He still had a smile on his face and said, "If a talented leader like Duan just hides in the martial arts world and becomes an ordinary knight, wouldn't that be a waste of talent? He ascended the throne in the Japanese palace, and the court still lacks..."

Before he could finish his words, Duan Zhufeng interrupted him: "Zhou Xian also invited grandfather to stay in Beijing in the same way back then."

Prince: "..."

"That's not what I meant. I really value your talent!" The prince explained hurriedly, and it seemed that he was sincere in his words.

But Duan Zhufeng and Jiang Xuke didn't take it seriously.

"It's not necessary. Brother Duan and I prefer the freedom of the martial arts world, and neither of us likes to worry about things," Jiang Xu said with a smile, "I wish your highness all the best in the coronation ceremony, and we won't join in the fun."

"Even so, I will not force you. I will ask someone to prepare good carriages for Alliance Leader Duan and Sect Leader Jiang. I wish you two a safe journey!"

"Thank you very much for your concern, Your Highness." Jiang Xu agreed happily.

I have already refused once, and refusing again would only offend His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Pass the order down, His Majesty has passed away due to illness." The young prince ordered calmly.

Duan Zhufeng didn't even look at Zhou Xian lying on the ground, and walked away. Jiang Xu followed slowly, and was stopped by the prince when he passed by him.

"Master Jiang."

"I haven't forgotten." Jiang Xu took out a stack of books from his chest, "The information of the officials you want is all on it. I wish your highness all the best in cleaning up the court."

Just venting the anger in his heart was not enough to make the prince take the risk of cooperating with them and letting them enter the palace smoothly to kill people first.

Before deciding to go to Beijing to seek revenge on the old emperor, Jiang Xu asked the intelligence agency of Jueqing Cliff to collect and compile this list.

The crown prince had been too constrained by the old emperor before. Even if he took over the government during the emperor's serious illness, or even after he ascended the throne, the old ministers left behind by Zhou Xian might not necessarily completely obey the young new emperor.

It will take a long time for the prince to fully control the government without being constrained by the old ministers left by Zhou Xian.

In addition to those old ministers who relied on their seniority to bully others, there was also a part of the maternal family power of the concubines and princes in the court. Those who had pursued the throne would inevitably make some small moves when the emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne and the government was unstable.

Those court officials did nothing wrong on the surface, so there is no way to punish them even if we want to.

The list of handles and evidence compiled by Jiang Xu is the biggest temptation for the prince, and can save him a lot of trouble with just one click.

In addition, Jiang Xu also wanted the prince to understand that as long as they wanted, it was not impossible to shake up the court.

"I'm afraid I won't see you again in the future. I believe you will do better than your father. The reason I chose you is that I think you can be a wise ruler for all ages."

"People like us in the martial arts world can only fight and kill. We can only help Your Highness up to this point. The future prosperity and peace of the Great Zhou Dynasty depends on Your Highness."

After the warning, Jiang Xu flattered the young Crown Prince again.

No one doesn't like to hear good words, and the prince is no exception.

Gradually moving away from the palace, Jiang Xu breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his body and hung directly on Duan Zhufeng, as if he had no bones.

He sighed again.

Duan Zhufeng tilted his head to look at him, his expression no longer cold and hard, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xu: "Tired."

Duan Zhufeng thought for a moment and said, "Go back and take a hot bath?"

Jiang Xu narrowed his eyes, rubbed his shoulder, and glanced at him: "And then?"

Duan Zhufeng glanced back, raised his eyebrows, smiled faintly and said nothing.

Jiang Xu lowered his eyes, traced Duan Zhufeng's sleeve and felt his bony hand, then held it. "Then you will be even more tired."

"Cough cough..."

A cough with a strong presence came from behind, Ye Fan was announcing his presence.

He knew very well the relationship between Duan Zhufeng and Jiang Xu. The two of them stared into each other's eyes all day long, just like the lotus roots freshly dug out of the lotus pond, which are still connected even after being dug out.

It's not like Ye Fan had not talked to Duan Zhufeng about this before, but that was the first time he knew that his nephew, who always looked like he had a sawed-off mouth, actually had a sharp tongue.

He couldn't argue with Duan Zhufeng, and after looking closely at the two of them it didn't look like they could be separated, so he just let it go.

It's just a bit unusual.

Jiang Xu and Duan Zhufeng both turned their heads to take a look, then turned back.

Ye Fan: “…”

Walking on this long street, he was more redundant than the evening breeze.

Not long after, someone in front of me asked, "Where are you going next, Senior Ye?"

Ye Fan was stunned. He hadn't made up his mind yet.

The former him had died a long time ago, and I had never thought about how he would live his future life.

He never thought that the hatred that had been weighing on his heart for so many years could be avenged so smoothly. Before this, he had already prepared himself for death and had never thought about the future.

While he was in a daze, the voice in front of him asked again: "Senior, what do you think of Jueqing Cliff?"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and replied, "It's pretty good." It was not as evil and brutal a place as rumored in the martial arts world, but rather it was very peaceful.

"Then I will retire at Jueqing Cliff. What do you think, Senior?"

After wandering for so many years, someone suddenly told him that he could settle down in one place in the future. Ye Fan was stunned again.

The owner of the voice did not give him any chance to refuse and made the decision for him as domineeringly as he did himself.

"If you don't say anything, I will accept your request." Jiang Xu said, "But let's make it clear in advance. We don't keep idle people on Jueqing Cliff. You can come as guests as you like, but you have to fend for yourself if you stay. There is still uncultivated land in the back mountain, so I'll have to trouble you to make the arrangements yourself."

Ye Fan snorted, "Are you looking down on me? I've lived alone on the barren mountain for so many years. I've grown everything from herbs to food. Do you still need to worry about this? I can even grow enough food for your entire Xuan Yue Sect!"

Jiang Xu raised his lips and smiled, his eyes full of cunning: "Then it's settled! When the time comes, I will try the food grown by the seniors to see if it tastes better than what they grow."

Ye Fan: “…”

It seems like I fell into a pit.

Never mind, it’s fine this way.

Duan Zhufeng didn't say anything, his eyes were always on Jiang Xu, with a hint of warmth.

The long street is quiet, and with your loved one and family by your side, you can walk together all the way until dawn.