After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Outside, the sound of swords clanging could be heard, and the sound of flesh being pierced showed everyone in the hall how fierce the battle was.

At an incredibly fast speed, Xie Jinyan's men were suppressed. The fifth prince laughed with red eyes: "Father, tell me again, who will ascend the throne tomorrow?"

"How dare you! The people of the four kingdoms have all heard your Majesty's decree. The Crown Prince will ascend the throne tomorrow. Do you want to seize the throne?"

One minister was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. His strong character made him point his finger at the traitor and scold him.

But being too strong can break easily. The Fifth Prince glanced coldly and swung his sword with a cold light, "Shua——"

The minister's stunned expression was completely frozen, his head rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

The pupils of the officials surrounded by the soldiers suddenly shrank and their faces turned pale in an instant.

"Ahhhh-"

The timid scream made the Fifth Prince frown unhappily. He pointed his sword, his narrow eyes filled with deep gloom: "Be quiet, so that you can continue to assist me in the future."

The soldiers who surrounded them approached with their spears in a demonstrative manner. Jing Shao collapsed to the ground, his dull and dry eyes slowly moving, and he rushed forward fiercely: "Save me! Save me! I recognize you, you are my Qingxuan soldiers!"

He hugged the thigh of a soldier in black armor and begged, tears streaming down his face: "I want to go back home, take me back home!!!"

These two short sentences were like thunder. Everyone's steps were unsteady and their eyes were dull and out of focus.

When did Qingxuan's men sneak into the palace and put on the black armor of my Xuanyue soldiers?

The soldier who was begged didn't even spare Jing Shao a glance.

The only one sitting at the table, drinking leisurely and not caring about the matter, raised his eyebrows in a playful tone: "Don't you realize that you are a discarded pawn?"

Jing Shao’s whole body stiffened.

"You are a playboy, ignorant, good for nothing, and a disgrace to the royal family. I sent you to Xuanyue, but you are just a piece of trash. You will still be useful after you die."

Jing Shao didn't know how he opened and closed his lips to ask the question. Tears slid into his mouth, bitter and salty: "What is the function...?"

"The prince of Qingxuan died unexpectedly in Xuanyue Palace while attending a birthday banquet. So King Qingxuan can naturally use the pretext of seeking justice to send troops to Xuanyue and take Xuanyue down in one fell swoop."

With his three souls and six spirits scattered, Jing Shao sat on the ground like a hollow puppet, shedding tears silently.

"Clap clap-"

Suddenly, the Fifth Prince applauded loudly and praised: "Emperor Chi Zhao is indeed extremely intelligent."

Fury raised his head and laughed: "Why should a stepping stone look down on a discarded pawn?"

You are just a stepping stone on someone else's road to the throne. Like a discarded pawn, you will not have the last laugh. So who is nobler than who?

Regardless of the other party's sullen face, he picked up the wine pot and walked out of the hall leisurely: "I still have things to do, so I won't accompany you anymore."

As soon as he took a step, a cold spear came straight towards him.

"Click——"

It was so fast that no one had time to react, and the angry man had just pointed his spear at him when his neck was broken by him.

"I promised Marquis Dingyuan that I would not interfere in your fight for the throne this time, but if you continue to anger me, I will have to take advantage of this crisis to come in and share the spoils."

The flickering candlelight fell on his beautiful brow bone and high nose bridge. The man's eyes were raised, his fingers were leisurely hooked on the wine jug, and his dark red robe blended into the night.

He walked from the hall to under the night sky, passing through spears and sharp swords, and no one dared to stop him.

The heavy night sky was ignited by the flames that shot up into the sky, turning it all red. The screams of terror were very noticeable even in the midst of the fighting.

The hurriedly fleeing figure showed no trace of the joy that had previously been celebrating the birthday party.

He bent down angrily, picked up a sword from the corpses of soldiers lying on the ground at his feet, found a scabbard, and hung it around his waist. His body, which had been as steady as a rock, suddenly shook.

Obviously he drank too much and was drunk.

He raised his hand to pat his dizzy head, narrowed his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and walked through the various chaotic scenes leisurely and steadily as if he was taking a walk in his own backyard.

As soon as Emperor Chi Zhao left, the confrontation in the hall became more tense. King Xuan Yue was protected by Xie Jinyan behind him and he sighed tiredly and sadly.

"No matter how much Jinyan participates in power struggles, he will never collude with other countries."

"Do you know what crime you committed by secretly letting the Qingxuan army into the imperial city? This is treason."

"Qing Xuan promised to help you seize the throne. After the success, how will you thank him? How much of my Xuanyue territory will you give as a thank you gift?"

King Xuan Yue held onto Xie Jinyan's arm to steady himself. He saw through everything, his eyes full of bitterness: "Son, a monarch is supposed to guard every inch of territory until death, not humiliatingly cede territory and pay compensation. How dare I hand over the country to you if you do this?"

Every word comes from the heart, every sentence is filled with tears and breaks the heart.

"Have you forgotten why Marquis Dingyuan fought to the last moment? Have you forgotten how many of my Xuanyue warriors are buried beside Qinghu Lake? Have you forgotten why they did this? This is our country, our home!"

The blood rushed up, and the monarch, who was still hanging on by a thread, suddenly vomited blood, soaking the dragon robe with dark red.

The water in Xie Jinyan's eyes trembled: "Father!!!"

The fifth prince held the sword and sneered crazily: "Isn't it natural to use any means to achieve the goal? What's wrong with Qingxuan and I each getting what we need?"

Besides, his real trump card is not Qingxuan, but Suikong.

Sky-Broken's army is lurking in the dark, waiting for orders.

"puff--"

King Xuan Yue vomited a large amount of sticky blood again. His body was already weak, and this scene made him completely exhausted.

"Be careful with your words, be careful with your words..."

His eyes were dazed and he stretched out his hands randomly to grope in the air. Xie Jinyan half-knelt on the ground and hugged him with red eyes, raising his hand and tightly holding his father's hand that was hurriedly searching for him.

"Jin Yan... remember that I, Xuan Yue, must not lose an inch of land. You must lead Xuan Yue well. You will be a good emperor. You will be... cough cough cough..."

Xie Jinyan had tears in his eyes. His father's life dealt him a heavy blow that awakened his soul. It was a lesson he would never forget.

"Xuan Yue...Xuan Yue..."

His regrets and obsessions are so great that he is unable to protect them, so he sadly entrusts them all to the next generation who ignites hope.

In the midst of wind, flowers, snow and moon, the elegant young man in white clothes recites poems and paints, he stands like a lily and a jade tree, his smile is like the bright moon in one's arms.

The old man was in his twilight years, with white hair and as withered as a blade of grass. There was no trace of his former charm. He died in the hall under the gaze of countless eyes.

"Father——"

It is so miserable and heartbreaking.

The last crystal teardrop slid down from the corner of King Xuan Yue's eye, bringing an end to this unremarkable life.

The birthday banquet and the national mourning are on the same day.

In the midst of this sudden change, everyone's nerves seemed to be paralyzed and they were unable to react.

The five or six guards holding knives who were protecting Xie Jinyan burst into tears and screamed, "Your Highness, leave!"

Go and meet up with Marquis Dingyuan!

It seemed as if winter had suddenly arrived. Xie Jinyan hugged his father's body tightly, buried his head deeply in his father's neck, and sobbed and cried.

You said there was nothing to be afraid of tonight.

He can't be afraid either.

Xie Jinyan raised his head abruptly and looked straight at the Fifth Prince in the hall. His bloodshot eyes made him look like a devil crawling out of hell, ferocious and terrifying.

The sound of the words he bit out was so fierce and sharp that it seemed as if he wanted to skin the enemy alive and then bite him into pieces and swallow him.

"Protect me to retreat!!!"

The guard risked everything and roared loudly: "Yes!!!"