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He turned around and closed the door, and said with a smile: "You think too contemptuously of Yuan Bi's treatment of me."

If he really died today, Yuan Zanbi would never let Liu Yao live.

Even, he will not let the Liu royal family have another living person.

Liu Yao trembled and said, "You are alive."

Qiao Yu wondered, "Should I die?"

Liu Yao woke up like a dream, got up from the bed quickly, drew out the sword at his waist and stabbed at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu frowned.

He really didn't think it was a good thing to hold a sword when he was supposed to be calm and sit down and talk.

When the two swords collided, the sound was like a spring of broken jade.

Liu Yao looked at Qiao Yu in disbelief, even more shocked than seeing Qiao Yu come back from the dead just now.

Qiao Yu used the sword flexibly, and the long sword was almost staggered. When he drew it back, Liu Yao took the opportunity to stab forward, and was knocked down by Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu looked at him condescendingly, and sighed, "Liu Yao, you seem to have forgotten that when I was young, Yuan Bi and I were in the western camp and burned the empire's food and grass."

Wei Que once praised that both of them had the talents of generals, but he felt that Qiao Yu was out of character and not suitable for joining the army.

Qiao Yu bypassed Liu Yao and said, "If you want to live a little longer, stay here quietly."

Liu Yao's cheeks turned from pale to red due to humiliation, he stood up holding his sword, and said angrily, "You..."

Qiao Yu tilted her head and glanced at him.

Just this one glance makes one feel like falling into an ice cave, with chills all over his body.

Qiao Yu sat by the bed and said, "Your Majesty."

The emperor propped himself up and sat up, Qiao Yu didn't have the slightest intention to help him, but watched him get up almost in a state of embarrassment with a smile on his lips.

Liu Yao stared blankly at the two of them.

The appearance of these two people is so similar.

When the emperor went to court, he was on top of the emperor with his crown hanging down. Few people dared to look up and peep at the face of the emperor.

Qiao Yu's beauty is well known to everyone, but most people in the imperial court hate him for various reasons, and feel that this person's flawless appearance is also born to confuse people's hearts.

And when the two looked at each other face to face, Liu Yao realized that Qiao Yu described him as the emperor, far more than any of the emperor's sons.

Not only the appearance, but also the aura of the whole body.

One is in its prime, the other is getting old.

Just like a mirror.

The emperor's eyes fell on Qiao Yu's lap, "When will it be better?"

"Since I left the quiet room, I have been recuperating at Yuanbi for more than a year, and my legs can walk as usual." Qiao Yu replied.

The emperor nodded, "Chen Qiutai really rebelled?"

"It's true," Qiao Yurou said, "Your Majesty can follow what you say. Since Your Majesty wants Chen Qiutai to rebel, then Chen Qiutai should rebel."

It's just a crime of wanting to add, the emperor can certainly see it.

But at that time, he was only pleased that Qiao Yu understood what was in his heart, and never thought that this was an important brick that Qiao Yu pulled out from the building that was about to collapse.

He used Qiao Yu as a sword, so why didn't Qiao Yu use him to kill people?

He let Qiao Yu use himself to get rid of all the people Qiao Yu wanted to get rid of, but he was complacent that he found a sharp knife.

The emperor said: "Tell me, I want to hear it."

Qiao Yu cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

He knew that the emperor was seriously ill, so in order to take care of the emperor, he spoke slowly, trying his best to hear every word clearly, "I want to use your majesty's hand to make the emperor and his ministers jealous, the family and your majesty to be divorced, and kill your majesty's parents and children until no one is around." Then you can succeed to the throne, and then find a good opportunity to make His Majesty reunite with relatives and friends under the spring."

The emperor was not surprised, he didn't even have to ask why.

"But I'm curious, why did the Yuanzan pen help you?"

Qiao Yu smiled slightly, his youthful color paled in an instant, and he replied with a sweetness that was completely different from the lifeless spirit in the palace, "Because Yuan Bi is all about me."

The emperor was a little surprised when he heard the words, but he laughed immediately. In his opinion, Qiao Yu's answer was too naive, and said: "The Yuan family is closely related to my royal family, and they have a long history. There is Yuanya in the front, and the hairpin pen in the back. How do you know that Yuan Zanbi is not the next Yuan Ya?"

Qiao Yu said, "Your Majesty is curious about why the Yuanzan pen is helping me?" His smile was brighter than before, "Because you don't even want to mention it, let alone mention Yuanzan tassel."

The smile in the emperor's eyes disappeared.

Qiao Yuwen said softly: "Because Yuan Zhanbi was brought up by Yuan Zhanying, he regards Yuan Zhanbi as his brother, teacher and father, Yuan Zhanying is so amazing and talented, the reform cleans up the atmosphere in the court, and he wants to get rid of the Great Wei for more than a hundred years For his majesty's chronic illness, Yuan Zanying abandoned his relatives for His Majesty. He was blamed but never complained. , the person who is as bright as the moon has only one sick bone left, and finally bows to the south and burns himself. Although Yuan Zanying's body is not strong, he seldom gets sick, why is he so sick?"

He watched the change in the emperor's expression with satisfaction.

"Yuan Zanbi told me that it was because of the assassination. He and his brother were assassinated countless times along the way. The assassin's arrows were covered with poison. It was this kind of poison that tortured his brother so much that he couldn't sleep well every night, and the wound festered. Difficult to heal, Yuan Zanying had a low-grade fever for several days and uttered countless babbles, however," he raised his red lips and looked at the discolored emperor, "in the most painful dream, he never sent someone to assassinate him The instigator of the crime had a complaint."

There was no more relaxed smile on the emperor's face.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, as if trying to endure something.

Qiao Yu smiled, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor suddenly said: "You have never been a king, how can you understand the humiliation I suffered back then!" The power belongs to others, so I have to live like walking on thin ice, for fear that the clans will unite, find a reason to unite and ask him to abdicate, and in the end they will not be noticed. understand him well.

He is the king!

He is the most honorable person in the world, how can he bear such humiliation!

"That's why you let Xie Jujin, Chen Qiutai, Fang Hechi and others who forced the palace still live high in the temple, but you turned your anger on Yuan Zanying! It's nothing more than that they had the power to abolish the establishment back then, and Yuan Zanying was nothing more than a white dress!" Qiao Yu also He stopped laughing, his voice was as cold as ice.

Liu Yao looked at the scene where the father and son confronted each other, and listened to countless mysteries, and became even more frightened.

"Winner and loser, what can I say?" The emperor restrained all his emotions, "How do you want to kill me?"

……

Outside the dormitory, the aristocratic clan glared at the armored Yuan Zanbi.

"Yuan Zanbi, you led troops to surround the palace, and you didn't allow people to come in to visit. Are you trying to rebel?!" The old minister with white beard and hair scolded angrily.

Yuan Zan lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "By His Majesty's order, His Majesty and the two Highnesses have something to say, and no one else is allowed to enter and disturb."

"you……"

The long sword is like water under the moonlight.

The sword pointed at the ground, but everyone couldn't help but retreat.

"Those who do not obey the king's order will be killed," Yuan Zan wrote.

Duke Huai stood in the crowd, thoughtful.

……

Although Qiao Yu's fingers were slender, they were extremely powerful. When he grabbed the emperor by the throat, he had no ability to resist at all.

The emperor's vision was a little blurred, he looked up at Qiao Yu's beautiful face, forced a smile and said, "I'll wait and see... what will you look like when you become the emperor, I...cough!" His eyes suddenly opened big.

The cold liquid slipped into his throat, and the emperor was choked so hard to breathe that he was forced to swallow the knife-like liquid.

Qiao Yu casually dropped the medicine bottle, stood up, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands in extreme disgust.

Even though he wanted to die, his instinct made the emperor lie on the bed, gasping for breath.

Qiao Yu said: "It's poison, but please rest assured, Your Majesty, you will not die, you will only be in pain." The smile on his lips was soft, but it could kill people more than poisonous wine, "After all, you are the king of a country, and it is worthwhile to cry out in pain. Decent, so you can't move, and you can't make a sound." The medicine has already started to take effect, and the emperor wants to touch the pillar to die, but Qiao Yu grabs his shoulder and presses it back on the bed hard. He and the emperor finally look at each other with frightened eyes , "Your Majesty, you will live, live sanely, and live to see, how can I be king."

The struggle under the palm gradually weakened, and Qiao Yu let go of his hand like throwing away the most insignificant thing.

Liu Yao looked at him in fear.

Qiao Yu asked, "Why don't you go out?"

Liu Yao was so frightened to the extreme that he developed an extremely illusory courage, saying: "Father is also your father! How can you, how can you..."

Qiao Yu looked at him coldly, and murmured, "I wanted to show my benevolence, so I didn't kill you."

This is exactly the same as what Yunpei said.

Liu Yao seemed to catch something, "It's Yun Pei?!"

What responded to him was Jianguang brighter than Qiushui.

Liu Yao collapsed by the door, his eyes wide open.

Do not look down.

Qiao Yu pushed the door open, his movements were more leisurely and elegant than when he opened the door before.

……

"What did you say?!" Xie Jujin asked with red eyes.

No one has ever seen Xie Jujin lose his temper like this. Xie Jing wanted to stop her father, but she couldn't.

King Huai repeated: "This king said that Qiao Yu is the posthumous son of the old crown prince."

He had explained the cause and effect before, but Xie Jujin had to ask again.

The old matriarch stroked his long beard, and said with a sneer: "Excuse me, Your Highness Duke Huai, you have no evidence, but you just told a good story. The prince was very honored by the emperor before, why did your majesty just get sick and turn to you?" To Bihou, a dog is still loyal, but the lord is not as good as..."

He didn't finish his sentence, because a car had already stopped outside.

Everyone saluted and said: "The Empress Dowager."

The old lady Fu shut up resentfully.

The Empress Dowager was supported by Liu Changning, her palace attire was tidied up, and she swept over the crowd present without being angry or pretentious.

Some family officials who are related to the Empress Dowager cried out in tears: "Empress Dowager, Your Majesty is seriously ill right now, and the traitors are forcing the palace, and Prince Huai actually made up a story about the posthumous child of the old Crown Princess. The empress dowager please make a decision and clear the government and the people!"

The Empress Dowager's eyes fell on Yuan Zanbi who was holding the sword, but she quickly looked away. This noble woman who witnessed three generations of emperors and countless bloody storms slowly said, "Qiao Yu is indeed the son of the prince."

All the people present were stunned, and some even wondered if there was something wrong with their ears.

"Back then, Lian Bi's handwritten letter was sent to the palace to ask Ai's family for help, but at that time Ai's family was still recovering from illness in the other garden. When they came back..." She sighed softly, her regret and sorrow palpable in her words.

Therefore, the crown princess Lianbi died of illness two years after the new emperor ascended the throne.

No one can question the veracity of what the Empress Dowager said, because there is really no need for her to lie.

Now that the descendants are dying, and the succession of the throne seems to be hidden, Qiao Yu, the posthumous son of the old prince, is indeed the most legitimate candidate.

Besides...

Someone's eyes quietly fell on Yuan Zanbi.

The Empress Dowager looked at Yuan Zanbi, who bowed his head, seemingly very respectful.

The Empress Dowager could see the astonishment in his eyes.

But she had no intention of talking to Yuan Zanbi, because even she herself couldn't explain why she came here immediately after hearing that Yuan Zanbi was confronting the ministers in front of the emperor's palace.

Maybe it's because she is unbearable to be a king now, and her sons are too embarrassed to use him, or she has long been suspicious of the old prince's determination.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the courtyard is dense.

The Empress Dowager felt that she was old, and the wind seemed to be able to pierce through the fabric of the clothes and soak into the bones.

The Empress Dowager said: "Since the words have been spoken, why bother to present soldiers in the palace, are you right, Mr. Yuan Xiaolang?"

Yuan Zanbi bowed and said: "I would like to follow the order of the Empress Dowager, and leave the bedroom immediately when Lord Hou comes out."

The Empress Dowager nodded, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or not, she was helped out by Liu Changning, everyone in the palace carried their lamps, and followed the Empress Dowager in a mighty manner.

There was silence in the court for a while, and everyone present was the best of men, so they didn't know that the dust had settled and they had plans now.

The bedroom door rang.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the door that was pushed open.

Qiao Yu walked out of the bedroom with the sword in hand, the sword was still dripping blood.

Looking around, the faces of his former colleagues were not ugly, but they couldn't put on a mournful face, and the changes in their faces were wonderful.

Yuan Zanbi knelt halfway, with the sword standing by his hand, he solemnly said: "Your Majesty."

With him as the first, all the officials looked at each other and had to kneel down.

In an instant, the cry of long live was like a landslide.

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