After the princess entered the palace, the war god prince broke his back

"What's the situation outside?" Listening to the sounds of fighting outside, the old emperor in his bedroom couldn't help but ask.

He thought that with the 300,000 troops in Xiao Hanye's hands, he would definitely be able to defeat Xiao Junan's 200,000 troops.

After all, whether it is military strength or combat experience, Xiao Hanye has an absolute advantage.

However, he did not expect that Nanye would attack again at this critical juncture.

However, Xiao Hanye would actually give up this advantage on his own initiative and persuade Xiao Jun'an to send all the troops to the border to attack Nanye.

He remembered the rules left by their ancestors of the Xiao family. All descendants of the Xiao family, no matter when they are fighting internally or encountering external threats, must unite to face the outside world!

It is precisely because of this iron rule set by their ancestors that the Xiao family's dynasty has been able to stand firm for hundreds of years, become a hegemon, and even be on the verge of unifying the world.

But it is easier said than done.

To be fair, if he were in Xiao Hanye's position today, he would not be able to do it.

Even if the city is lost, you can still fight it back later, but you only have one chance.

He is the Son of Heaven and should love his people like his own children.

But one day he couldn't even take care of his own life, so how could he care about the sufferings of other people?

But Xiao Hanye can!

Even in such a critical situation, he was able to always remember the rules left by his ancestors and send out all the troops.

What courage and vision this requires!

The old emperor sat in his bedroom, feeling a pang of heartache again.

In fact, no matter from which perspective, Xiao Hanye is the child who should inherit the throne. Only he is never vague about major national affairs. Only he can become a qualified emperor and lead their Northern Xiao Kingdom to go further.

One day, the Xiao Kingdom will unify the world!

Rather than the one with the "North" flute that distinguishes the geographical location.

Unfortunately, his eyesight was dim due to old age, and he mistook fish eyes for pearls, and put all his attention on Xiao Junan.

Although Xiao Jun'an has the talent to govern the country, he can never become a qualified emperor. What's more, he is not his son!

Now that he suddenly knew the truth, the old emperor could see more and more of Xiao Hanye's precious qualities, and his heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

Jiang Shou handed him a cup of tea and comforted him, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Commander Su is outside with the Imperial Guards, fighting desperately. The city defense troops will not be able to attack for a while."

Although the armies of both sides reached a consensus and rushed to the front line.

However, the city defense troops who were already guarding the capital were not included.

They had already attacked the imperial city at Xiao Jun'an's command.

Xiao Hanye naturally knew all of this, but there were Imperial Guards guarding the palace. Although their numbers were less than those of the City Defense Army, each of them was brave and good at fighting, so the outcome was still unknown.

Moreover, the old emperor is guarded by the Night Dragon Army. Each of those dark soldiers can fight ten of them at once, and the city guards will never be able to get close to the old emperor.

In other words, what does it matter if we are close?

So what if I kill the king?

If he returns the Changlin Army Tiger Tally and Yaoyao to him, will he be grateful to him and swear to protect him until death?

Even though scars can be healed and eyes can be healed again, what has been done cannot be undone. The injuries that have been done are already deeply rooted and can never be erased.

Besides, he himself was fighting a desperate battle.

He couldn't spare any thought for him anymore.

Little did he know that the old emperor had already left the Night Dragon Army to him and surrendered his life.

"Your Majesty, please be at ease. The rebels cannot break in." Concubine Hua comforted the old emperor softly. Although she was afraid in her heart, she pretended to be calm on the surface. For the first time, she was not as timid as before, which made the old emperor look at her more, but it was just a glance.

The Eighth Princess was really brave. She said fearlessly, "Don't worry, Father and Mother. Fourth Brother is also fighting outside. He will definitely save us."

That’s great! She heard that her fourth brother’s eyesight has recovered.

If she was happy, Concubine Yin would be unhappy. Concubine Yin glanced at the dark situation outside and pretended to be worried: "Your Majesty, if the rebels really attack us...what will they do to us?"

"Shut up!" The old emperor shouted coldly. He was an emperor. At such a critical moment, he had to maintain his imperial demeanor. "How could the rebels possibly break in?"

Concubine Yin sighed again: "If only Ce'er were here, he would definitely fight to the death to protect the emperor!"

The old emperor stared at the situation outside, not even giving her a glance, and snorted coldly: "He must run faster than anyone else!"

Among the five sons, the eldest prince is the most cowardly.

Even if Prince Ning were here, he would fight to the death to resist the enemy.

Concubine Yin choked again. She laughed awkwardly and pretended to be afraid as she grabbed the old emperor's arm: "Your Majesty..."

The old emperor impatiently brushed her hand away, but was suddenly dazzled. Looking at the cold blade, he retreated repeatedly. Although he retreated in time, the dagger still pierced his abdomen more than an inch...

"His Majesty!"

"Father!"

Looking at the sharp dagger stuck in the old emperor's abdomen and the blood that had dyed the dragon robe red, everyone was stunned and couldn't help but scream.

Jiang Shou immediately used a whisk to push Concubine Yin away, and then quickly took a handkerchief to press on the old emperor's bleeding abdomen.

The Eighth Princess clenched her fists and rushed towards Concubine Yin like a ferocious wolf: "You evil woman, how dare you hurt my father..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was kicked to the ground by Concubine Yin.

"You..." The old emperor looked at Concubine Yin in shock. Her eyes, which were usually gentle and charming, were now filled with resentment and madness.

Concubine Yin smiled proudly: "Your Majesty, maybe you forgot? I was born in the general's mansion..."

Martial arts were not needed in the palace, and the emperor did not like her to behave disrespectfully, so gradually she forgot that she knew martial arts.

Look, she hasn't practiced for decades, and that kick just now almost sprained her waist.

Hua Fei didn't care about her daughter who was kicked unconscious. She quickly tore off a piece of her clothes and bandaged the old emperor's wound. While bandaging, she no longer acted like a polite person and shouted, "Yin Fei, you are crazy. How dare you assassinate His Majesty!"

"I'm crazy!" Concubine Yin suddenly roared, "Bitch, stop standing here and talking without any hesitation. If one day your lucky star is dug out of your eyes, and you are covered in wounds and lie on a cold wooden board in despair waiting to die, I'm afraid you will be even crazier than me!"

After that, Concubine Yin glared at the old emperor fiercely: "Your Majesty, do you know who is the dying person lying in the Prince of Yan's mansion? It's our Ce'er. In order to cure his own eyes, the Prince of Yan dug out our Ce'er's eyes. His eyes are important, but are my Ce'er's eyes unimportant? If you hadn't insisted on not restoring his prince status, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable way. But even so, you still refuse to forgive him and don't agree to recall him. So, as a mother, how can I not make plans for my son? Only when you die can he come back!"

After saying this, she looked stern and attacked the old emperor again...

Looking at the sharp blade, Concubine Hua immediately blocked it with her body without thinking, and Jiang Shou did the same. In the end, when the situation was imminent, the old emperor himself swung his palm and knocked Concubine Yin to the ground. He shouted angrily: "Poisonous woman, you are courting death. Come, kill her for me!"

Concubine Yin fell to the ground in a mess, but she was not afraid at all: "Haha, kill me, Your Majesty, you should open your eyes and look at the situation in front of you. You are doomed today!"

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, several dark shadows suddenly appeared in the hall. They were holding sharp blades and had cold eyes. They were obviously well-trained assassins.

Looking at the black-clad man at the head, the old emperor was shocked: "Marquis of Changping?"

No, to be precise, it was Chu Zhaoyu.

It was probably the moment of the final fight to the death. This time Chu Zhaoyu was neither wearing a mask nor a human skin mask. He showed his original face in front of people for the first time.

Although no longer young, that face is still extremely cool and beautiful.

Especially the smile, which was a bit weird.

When Concubine Yin saw him finally show up, she rushed over and said, "Master, I have stabbed the emperor with a sword. After he dies, you will definitely heal my Ce'er, right?"

Looking at the foolish beauty in front of him, Chu Zhaoyu smiled. He curled his lips and said, "Of course--"

He deliberately prolonged his voice, and as his eyes became stern, a flash of cold light appeared. Then, Concubine Yin was stunned and motionless. After a long time, she vomited blood and said in horror: "You..."