Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

Xie Qianlan received the imperial edict and handed it to Wen Yuan, "This is the imperial edict written by the emperor himself. You can circulate it and make a judgment. The new king has been established and there is no need to supervise the country. What will happen to the six princes?"

Wen Yuan read the imperial edict once and handed it to the ministers below.

All the officials came together to take a look.

"It's really the emperor's handwriting, and it's in summer. Could it be when he went to the Northland?"

"It should be that when he came back, the northern land was dangerous, so the emperor had the idea of ​​making a posthumous edict."

"This is the most reasonable thing to say, but this edict..."

Someone said: "May I ask the Fourteenth Prince, why didn't you take out this edict earlier?"

Jun Yuxing patted the big tiger lying aside. Speaking in front of so many people, his childish voice trembled a little, "It was hidden. I didn't see it."

"But if this is an edict, why not hand it over to the Yushitai for safekeeping?"

Xie Qianlan said: "Yushitai, Master Zhu, are you talking about Master Yuan Hong who followed the Sixth Prince to attack the palace? If it is handed over to him, will we still be able to see this edict?"

Someone from Xie Qianlan's side shouted loudly: "Zhu Li, what are you thinking? After the Yushitai lost the dragon pattern jade, the Yushitai became a decoration. When has the emperor ever paid attention to them? Let me see, It is because the emperor has emptied the censorship platform that some censorship masters will follow others to seek to usurp the throne in the name of Qingjun!"

Yuan Hong pointed at the man, "If you dare to speak nonsense, the following is your fault! The sixth prince, Qing Jun, is justified!"

"Is the emperor's imperial edict justifiable? The emperor's edicts always mention the achievements of Eunuch Yue. Now that the price of grain in Fengyi is getting lower, you don't know that it is because the north is gradually sending grain out, right? The north is good at all. People born in the year of Fengyi, selling their own grains, are always cheaper than the grains sold by Yuan Chen! Have you ever bought grains from the North? Ask the grain merchants who go to the North to buy grains. There are moon characters everywhere in the grain warehouses of the North. That is Eunuch Yue’s month. With such great achievements, you actually say that he brought harm to the country and the people, which is simply ridiculous!”

"What nonsense are you talking about? What does this have to do with the Sixth Prince Qingjun? Eunuchs are eunuchs!"

"If the eunuch has never caused trouble, how can he be able to stand up to the emperor?!"

The sound of officials arguing made Yue Fuling suddenly feel nostalgic. It was better to quarrel than to kill.

She looked at the person who spoke for her and looked at Xie Qianlan, "Prime Minister, you taught me this, right?"

Xie Qianlan's pale face finally had a trace of blood, and he chuckled, "That's true, but the North is too far away, and many people don't know."

Jun Xian looked flustered and glanced wildly, watching the officials on both sides gradually come together because of the quarrel.

There were layers and layers of people outside the palace, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to.

Wen Yuan walked up to him again and said, "Since the new emperor has been established, I would also like to ask the Sixth Prince to withdraw from the palace and wait for the new emperor to ascend the throne."

Jun Xian looked flustered and instinctively looked behind him, but did not find Feng Ping.

He thought about countless ways to sit on the Dragon Throne, and thought that he might have to kill many people before he could sit on the Dragon Throne.

But I never thought that I would fail.

He has [-] soldiers!

Jun Xian raised his eyes and looked forward. The corpses on the ground were almost all his people. Because Wen Juan's strategy was effective, the Imperial Army shared the damage with each other. Almost everyone was injured, but very few died.

In the end what happened?

Jun Xian looked at Wen Yuan blankly and said, "You want me to withdraw my troops? Why?"

"With this edict! The Sixth Prince." Wen Yuan has been fighting all his life, and his iron-blooded aura is very bearable. He is approaching Jun Xian, "The orthodox king of the royal family is here, and the Sixth Prince does not retreat. Is it because he wants to turn against the Qing Emperor and commit rebellion?"

Jun Xian shouted as if he had been burned, "Who is treasonous? Who are you talking about treason?"

"If the Sixth Prince insists on leading his troops to stay in the palace, he is committing treason." Wen Yuan said word by word: "If it is treason, I cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

Jun Xian gritted his teeth and looked around, but he couldn't see anyone who could speak for him.

After Yuan Hong saw the imperial edict, he didn't know where he ran.

If he insists on attacking the palace again, he will not only be charged with treason.If Wen Yuan used the excuse of suppressing the rebellion, the [-] troops and garrison troops outside the city would definitely rush out.

The word "treason" is too strong. It not only means usurping the throne, but also represents the possible massacre of Feng Yi's people, and the garrison will not ignore it.

Jun Xian felt dizzy in front of his eyes. He had no choice but to think of no other way. He couldn't think of any reason to continue attacking the palace except retreating his troops.

I don't know how long it took, but Jun Xian almost broke his molars before saying: "Since the royal family is in power orthodoxly, I have nothing to say."

He thought about it in the long run, leaving the green hills without fear of running out of firewood. He went back to discuss the matter in the long run with Qi Yejin.

He stared at Jun Yuxing with a cannibalistic look, "Xiao Shisi, you have to be your king! Sixth Brother hopes that you can live a good life before you take charge!"

Yue Fuling covered Jun Yuxing's ears. Jun Yuxing didn't listen at all. He touched her face, pressed his soft fingers on her face, and removed her hair one by one. The scab peeled away from the skin along with the hair, and there was a moment of stinging pain.

Jun Xian left with the army. Yue Fuling looked at his back and suddenly said: "Since the new emperor is in power according to the imperial decree, I will no longer supervise the country. From now on, I will be just an ordinary eunuch in the palace."

All the ministers nodded and expressed their appreciation for her knowledge.

Only You Huaize understood what Yue Fuling meant.

He took Jun Yuxing from her arms, picked up the Sword of Disaster and handed it to her, and whispered: "I will wait for you here. If it takes more than an hour, I will go to the Sixth Prince's Mansion to find you."

Yue Fuling clenched her sword tightly and smiled, "Don't wait for me to give you the medicine this time, right? I'm still in pain."

You Huaize was happy, "I don't. I want to be a national athlete in the future. I don't worry about others giving me medicine."

Yue Fuling laughed, "It seems like I said this, right?"

You Huaize laughed out loud, smiled and shed tears, and said with a cry: "You scared me to death."

Yue Fuling hugged him over and said, "It's so embarrassing."

Jun Yuxing squeezed between the two of them, remaining motionless, his eyes darting around in confusion.

Yue Fuling patted You Huaize's back, but her head rested on Jun Yuxing's back.

Jun Yuxing put his head on his back and his head on his neck, and sighed tiredly. His small body was bearing a weight that he should not bear at his age.

Someone behind him said something, and laughter spread. After a while, the entire palace was laughing.

Some people are still lying on the corpses, but they are laughing happily.

The fear of death, the friendship of fellow travelers, the feeling of being side by side, and countless complex emotions are all expressed through laughter.

Only Bai Xiang cried loudly.

"Ye Xueqing, you vicious woman, wuwuwu... you almost fell to death, wuwuwu..."

The old Marquis patted Jing Meng's shoulder, his eyes flushed, and asked, "How are you, brother?"

Jing Meng looked at him strangely, "Here, choose a concubine. That should be fine."

The old Marquis suppressed his desire to cry: "Huh?"

Wen Juan almost had tears in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and ordered, suppressing the choking in his voice, "According to the original plan, those who can move will find your companions. Those who cannot move, give the names of their companions to those who can move. I will go find the imperial doctor. come over."

Wang Ba stopped her, "General Wen."

"how?"

Wang Ba still endured the pain in his smile and said in a weak voice, "You are really good at being a general. If I were your soldier, I would be honored. You are much stronger than most men."

Wen Juan looked at him, smiled, and said, "Thank you."

Yue Fuling patted You Huaize on the shoulder, "Okay, I said no one can bully you. Junxian's people hurt you, and your father and I have to go get it back for you."

You Huaize: "Come back quickly."

Yue Fuling looked at the palace entrance. Jun Xian's people had almost retreated.

He will definitely return to the palace.

She is no longer a eunuch who oversees the country. Everything she does now, regardless of merit or demerit, only concerns herself.

As soon as Jun Xian returned to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, he went to find Feng Ping, "Mr. Feng! Sir! Come out quickly. What should we do now?"

Feng Ping already knew about the palace affairs and never expected such a result.

Even if you kill Jun Xian now, it won't affect the overall situation.

Feng Ping carried the baggage, and the usual smile on his face disappeared, and he said coldly: "Sixth Prince, since you have failed, our cooperation will end here. Something big has happened to Yuan Chen, and I will leave."

Jun Xian held him back, "No, you can't leave. I haven't entered the palace yet, so you can't leave!"

Feng Ping frowned impatiently and was about to speak when a gust of cold wind suddenly blew across his back.

The next second, Jun Xian was kicked away from him and hit hard on the table.

Sword lights flashed one after another in the room, and Feng Ping couldn't help but squint his eyes.

When he looked closer, he saw that Jun Xian had many scars on his body.

The Sword of Disaster cut dozens of wounds on his body. The bloody wounds were not deep but very long. Two of them were still on his face, crossing left and right. One of the swords cut his eyelids, causing his eyes to I couldn't open my eyes, and my face was covered in blood.

Things happened so fast that Jun Xian didn't even see who was coming. He kept shouting, "Help! Someone! Someone! Catch the assassin! Someone! Help!"

While shouting, he struggled back until his back was against the wall, and he seemed to find some stability.

Yue Fuling held her sword and approached step by step with an expressionless face, "Jun Xian, listen to my voice clearly, and remember whose hands you died in."