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Xu Li was trembling, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Si Tong, who was beside her with a lowered brow and pleasing eyes.

Sitong's dark eyes rolled to the end of his long and narrow eyes, and he smiled gently at him, "The national teacher is right, Your Highness might as well let him try."

Xu Li said: "In case, in case he is not good for the father, what should we do?"

But Sitong smiled and said: "His Royal Highness can detain the son so that he does not dare to act rashly."

Xu Li swallowed hard.

He knew a little about what happened 20 years ago, so he was afraid of Xu Boyuan's orthodoxy, so when Sitong told him that Ying Zhou was here to help Xu Boyuan regain the throne, he believed it without hesitation.

It is true that Ying Zhou is a god, but he is not a god on his side; Si Tong is not an ordinary person, but he wants Xu Boyuan's life. An enemy's enemy can be a friend.Therefore, he had to compromise with Yu Sitong in order to use his strength to defeat Xu Boyuan and Ying Zhou who he could not defeat alone.

It would be fine if he had never tasted it, but he had stood on the peak for too long, and he couldn't even imagine the scene when he fell from the top. He couldn't, and he couldn't give back the throne to Xu Boyuan.

But if the emperor dies like this right now, Xu Boyuan has hundreds of thousands of troops from the Qi family outside, and Dai Zheng and others to help him. The emperor can't die, absolutely can't die.

The farce started hastily and ended sloppily. Ying Zhou was taken to the emperor's bedroom.

Xu Boyuan and all the officials were waiting outside the hall, while Zhao Heng's people still surrounded him, like guarding a prisoner, with a vigilant look on their faces.

The sandalwood carved palace door was closed, Xu Boyuan looked straight ahead and said, "Why is General Zhao doing this, I don't have sharp weapons, can I still fly from here?"

Zhao Hengdao: "Your Majesty joked, but it was just for peace of mind."

In fact, he didn't want to go to this point, because he had always admired Xu Boyuan, thinking that Xu Boyuan was one of the few generals in the court who could fight against him, and he also didn't believe that Xu Boyuan would murder the emperor.If Xu Boyuan really wanted to be emperor, he should kill the crown prince. Without Xu Li, Prince Yu's son would be the last blood of the Tian family. After a hundred years, it would be logical for him to inherit the throne.

Xu Boyuan said: "If holding me up can make His Highness feel at ease, I have nothing to say even if I am chained to the upper body, but I'm afraid this is not enough?"

Zhao Heng didn't understand what he meant.

Xu Boyuan said: "General, do you know where Duankang is now?"

Zhao Hengming realized that Xu Boyuan was worried about Duankang Princess.

He looked around, the crown prince and several important ministers had gone into the inner hall, the remaining ministers were standing a few feet away from Xu Boyuan, and couldn't hear their conversation here, so he took two steps closer, pretending to be with Xu Boyuan The guard beside Xu Boyuan spoke and said, "The princess was taken into the palace last night."

Xu Boyuan nodded knowingly, and said "Thank you".

Zhao Heng finished his point, said nothing more, and walked away like a patrol.

Xu Boyuan looked at the cornices on the magnificent palace in front of him, and was lost in thought for a while.

In fact, he wasn't worried about Xu Jingluan much, because although Xu Li had a domineering temper, his mind was weak, and he wasn't really a cold-blooded person. Even if he hated him, he still loved Xu Jingluan a little bit, and wouldn't do anything to her. .

Furthermore, as Xu Jingluan was a woman, she was not a threat to Xu Li, and if she kept it in her hands, she could restrain Prince Yu's residence and the Qi family. Xu Li had no reason to hurt her right now.

He was more worried about Ying Zhou.

Ying Zhou's situation has been very wrong since last night. Although it returned to normal for a short time in the early morning, it broke out again just now.Xu Boyuan had never seen the rage and indifference in his eyes when he released his power to intimidate everyone, like a tyrant who dominates the lives of all things, and may destroy everything at any time.

He remembered that on New Year's Eve, Ying Zhou almost killed the former head of Fengxian Palace by mistake. At that time, the violence had already begun to appear. Although Ying Zhou quickly suppressed it, Ying Zhou never did this before. Everyone is tolerant and gentle, patient and fair to everything, never angry because of anything, and nothing can make him lose himself.

Could it be because of the curse on Ying Zhou's wrist?

——Whether it is or not, he thought, Ying Zhou can no longer be allowed to stay in the palace.

He has already realized that someone wants to deal with Ying Zhou, Xu Li and the emperor are pawns of the people behind the scenes, if Ying Zhou stays in the palace, the situation will get worse and worse, and he can't control everything in the palace. What happened on New Year's Eve...

Xu Boyuan pressed his left wrist, and the pad of his thumb slowly traced the appearance of the dharma seal in his impression, and finally pressed down hard.

Something like that must never happen again.

Inside the bedroom.

Ying Zhou pressed his fingertips on the emperor's blackened forehead, and entered the emperor's soul state.

He was really hurt so badly that he couldn't find the exact location of the emperor's soul in the soul realm.

The emperor seemed to be trapped in his own dream.

Ying Zhou saw the emperor when he was young, without the yellow robe, and looked younger than the current Xu Li, without the crown.He was following a tall figure on the white marble steps of Taiming Hall, with his head lowered, looking cautious and following every step.

That is not the soul of the emperor, but the emperor's dream self.

Ying Zhou followed.

The two entered the hall, knelt down facing the person sitting high on the dragon chair, and called "Father Emperor."

Ying Zhou understood that the one standing in front of the emperor was the former King Yu, Xu Boyuan's father.

Xu Boyuan is very similar to him in terms of facial features, body shape, and even the posture of one knee bent when saluting, but they are completely different because of their temperament.

King Yu loves to laugh, Ying Zhou stood in the corner and watched quietly for a while, King Yu kept a gentle smile on his mouth, when the people on the dragon chair asked questions, he answered, speaking neither fast nor slow, with a well-thought-out plan, Talk eloquently.

Ying Zhou couldn't understand those remarks that "be careful with virtue and punish with caution, and it is better to prevent it than to prevent it".

But the people on the dragon chair obviously admired him very much, clapped their hands and laughed, and said, "Okay, very good, my son went to the southwest this time is good!"

Even excellence is alike between father and son.

Ying Zhou paid attention to the emperor's expression behind King Yu, he was also smiling, looking at King Yu's back, but the smile was somewhat weird, it looked more like he was about to cry.

It was dusk when they left Taiming Hall.

King Yu is older and has already left the palace to build a mansion. The emperor has not yet reached the crown and still lives in the palace.The two broke up outside the Erdao Gate, and King Yu got into the carriage and left.

The emperor looked at the carriage that was gradually leaving, while Ying Zhou looked at him, seeing the smile on the emperor's face getting colder, turning into pain and resentment, and he didn't know what he thought of, suddenly sneered sinisterly, turned his head and walked away.

Ying Zhou followed quickly, only to find that the emperor was crying——

With the setting sun behind his back, the hatred in his eyes was still there, but tears were streaming down his face silently. The contradictions of the two emotions were intertwined on his face, which did not look strange.

In the dream, the sun rose and the moon set, Ying Zhou sat on the eaves of the emperor's bedroom, quietly waiting for the bleak sunrise in the dream.

The emperor will trap his soul here, something must have happened here, just after the sun rose this round.

King Yu is dead.

Died last night, he vomited blood and died without any warning. The post-mortem examination by Dali Temple Wu Zuo and the imperial physician revealed that he died of brain disease.

In Prince Yu's mansion, the old emperor was crying heartbroken in front of the coffin. The emperor knelt on the futon, bowed his head and kept silent, only tears kept flowing silently, his expression was as complex as yesterday's dusk.

The woman with a swollen belly was sitting beside her, with a dazed expression on her face. Those eyes should have been radiant, but at this moment, all the light was extinguished, and she was as desperate as stars falling from the sky.

The youngest son in sackcloth and filial piety beside her kept holding her hand, and Ying Zhou recognized that it was Xu Boyuan when he was a child.

His appearance was very similar to that of King Yu, and also like the woman beside him. He was only so young, but he had already put on an indifferent shell. There was hatred that could not be hidden in his eyes as he stared at the emperor.

Ying Zhou understood something.

He put his hand on the emperor's shoulder.

The emperor turned around in surprise, and was dazed for a long time before his eyes became clear, and said: "...the national teacher?"

Ying Zhou said, "It's me."

The emperor looked back at the coffin in the mourning hall, and for a moment he couldn't tell where it was.

"You killed him," Ying Zhou said, "so you came back here."

The emperor's eyes widened, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ying Zhou looked at the small figure beside the woman, and thoroughly felt the "sorrow" that ordinary people call.

He couldn't understand the bonds of family affection between mortals, but he had also heard the saying "blood is thicker than water". He felt sad for Xu Boyuan, sad that he had experienced such a cruel thing at such a young age.

Is that why he doesn't want to be emperor?Because what one has to pay to be an emperor is the price of life and death. No matter who wins or loses, it's all relatives who kill each other, and someone will die.

"You killed him." Ying Zhou repeated, "The dragon veins in the world are disordered. You are not the life of a real dragon, but you killed a real dragon and became an emperor. You don't have dragon aura in your body, so you can't hold up the barrier of the world. Now the barrier is gone. It's going to break."

The emperor didn't understand, he said in a daze, "What do you mean..."

Ying Zhou withdrew his gaze from Xu Boyuan, looked at the emperor kneeling on the ground, "I said, return the throne to him."

The emperor was shocked and said angrily: "This throne belongs to me! It belongs to me! Why should I give it back to him?!"

Ying Zhou acted as if he had never heard of his roar, pressed his fingertips between the emperor's eyebrows, and asked, "How did you kill the real dragon?"

The emperor shook his body, almost fell on his head, and murmured: "It's not...it's not me...it's not that I killed him...not..."

Ying Zhou sighed silently, what the emperor said was actually not a lie.

Xu Boyuan's father had dragon's blood, which was the destiny. It was impossible to kill him easily by ordinary methods. Someone went against the sky and caused his accidental death. This person could not be the emperor, or in other words, the emperor was not the mastermind behind the scenes. Make, because it is impossible for a mortal to have such an ability.

Ying Zhou looked at the emperor with pity, "That man lied to you. He sacrificed your soul and cursed your brother."

The emperor said: "...what did you say?"

Ying Zhou waved his sleeves and pushed away everything in front of him like a wave of water, including Xu Boyuan's young body, which swung away and scattered into the illusory darkness.

The surroundings turned into an illusion filled with bones, Ying Zhou looked up at the familiar dark red sky, "Your soul has been shattered long ago, and now it is about to burn out. After death, you will not be able to enter reincarnation, and will no longer exist in this world."

The emperor stared blankly at the horrific hell-like scene around him, and after a long while, he finally understood what Zhou said.

His appearance has become old since he was young, his skin is withered and yellow, and his temples are gray. The emperor looked at his hands, and his old and wrinkled face was covered with tears again. He grabbed the hem of Ying Zhou's clothes and said angrily, "No. ...Impossible! You save me...you save me!"

Ying Zhou said: "I can't save you."

"No! You must save me!" The emperor shook his head crazily, tears running down his cheeks, "Yes... that's right! If you don't save me... I... I will execute Xu Boyuan!"

After a meal for a week, I remembered the things outside.

The emperor could no longer live, but if he really allowed the emperor to die at this moment, then Xu Boyuan's charge of assassination would not be cleared away.

Ying Zhou raised his wrist, looked at the black seal on his wrist, and seemed to understand the purpose of the people behind the scenes.

It was designed for him to enter Yayan Pavilion to meet Xu Jingluan, and then lead him to cast the curse on Xu Jingluan on himself, because that person was incapable of directly hurting him in the first place.And in the fire on Qiushui Mountain, Lou Liuyi may have unknowingly become that person's pawn, forcing him to enter the mortal world with his real body.

On New Year's Eve, when he took the medicine, his heart was violently startled, and he almost lost his mind. How can such medicine be available to ordinary people in Xu Li's world that can have such an impact on his real body?

The man lured him out of the palace to deal with A'Zhu, set up an enchantment to restrain Xiaobai, seriously injured Xu Boyuan, and forced him to save the emperor.

All to hurt his mind.

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