The crabapple tree is fragrant in the tent, and the bright moon is in my arms

Zhaoyue watched them fighting with the imperial guards anxiously. How could it be possible to outwit a hundred with only three of them?

No, she looked at Wei Ruoming who was kneeling on the ground. It was two against a hundred. No matter how strong He Quan and the secret guards were, they could not kill them.

She looked at He Quan's white clothes, which was like the brightest light in the entanglement. His only embellishment was the emerald green beads around his neck.

The same color as Zhaoyue’s earrings.

Zhaoyue's tears fell and she quickly wiped them away.

He Quan's hoarse voice came: "Wei Ruoming! If you're not dead, stand up and protect her!"

Wei Ruoming, kneeling on the ground, swallowed the medicine made by Su Ziyun, cursed, propped himself up and stood up, reaching out his hand to touch Zhaoyue's tearful face, but quickly withdrew it.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "My lady, it is so exciting to form an alliance with you."

Zhu Dingyuan did not let anyone harm Zhaoyue. What he wanted was to let her watch how everyone was defeated.

Wei Ruoming took a deep breath, wiped the sword, and smiled at Zhao Yue: "Don't be afraid, listen to what's going on outside."

Zhaoyue raised his eyes and looked at the rain curtain, while Wei Ruoming rushed forward to fight.

She stood at the window and a name came to her mind.

Wei Ruoming met her on the palace wall. Which direction was he going?

Zhaoyue looked at the sky full of snow. She heard the sound of the ground cracking and shaking, and the sound of horses neighing and stepping on the snow.

It has the momentum to destroy a city, the power to break the snow, and it rolls in like a tidal wave.

A sharp and cruel voice, just like a halberd, but without any quality: "Fuck you Zhu Dingyuan!"

The chestnut horse trampled the blood on the ground, causing it to splatter. Zhu Dingxun sat on the horse with a cold face and eyes like an eagle.

He used a silver halberd to break open the gate of Chuntang Palace. Zhaoyue looked at him, then at the broken door, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

When Zhu Dingxun saw her, he was stunned for a moment, then he dismounted and stepped into the messy hall.

He was very tall, and he looked really murderous as he stood there: "Zhu Dingyuan, you have locked me up for so long, you xxx."

……

Zhao Yue understood why he could be the God of War but could not compete for the throne.

The moment Zhu Dingyuan saw him, he was suddenly frightened. He stood up and almost knocked over his teacup: "Zhu, Zhu Dingxun."

"Can your Black Cavalry stop me? When I followed my father to fight, you were still here..."

He swallowed the rude words. The foreigner's golden pupils were like the scorching sun and a lion. The imperial guards were like tofu in his hands and were cut into pieces in just a few breaths.

He Quan took a breath. He and Zhu Jing were both badly injured. Wei Ruoming was even more pitiful. He spat out another mouthful of blood and stuffed a pill into his mouth: "Finally it's here..."

God knows how much effort he put into rescuing Zhu Dingxun. He collapsed on the ground and tried to calm his breath.

The imperial guards were dead and fell to the ground. The rest were only a few hits from Zhu Dingxun. Zhu Dingyuan looked at them and said, "Where are the Black Cavalry?"

Zhu Dingxun threw his long spear out, which brushed past Zhu Dingyuan's face and stabbed into the wall, making a buzzing sound.

The wall cracked with a click.

Zhu Dingyuan wiped the blood with his fingertips and sneered: "That's right, you are the God of War, how could the Black Cavalry not listen to you, how could they kill your people."

He stood up and looked at Zhu Jing: "I should have killed you when I ascended the throne."

"How could that be? You still need to learn the gentle and benevolent rule from your brother, the Crown Prince." Zhu Jing coughed, his face very pale.

Wei Ruoming gave him a pill, he swallowed it, and felt better.

The imperial guards retreated.

Only Zhaoyue, Zhu Dingyuan and He Quan were left in the room.

Zhaoyue looked at the bed in a daze. She had died there in her previous life, next to Zhu Dingyuan.

He Quan held her hand and her skin was warm.

She calmed down.

"Yue'er! Don't touch him!" Zhu Dingyuan's eyes welled up with tears and he gritted his teeth.

"Shout louder and King Duanren will come in soon." He Quan said.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you are the crown prince?" Zhu Dingyuan could no longer hold back the blood in his throat and he spat out black blood.

"Why did Zhu Jing go out!"

"Not everyone can watch their brothers and sisters die in front of them." He Quan's eyes were as cold as ice: "Zhu Dingyuan, I will not kill the prince, but today you... must die in my hands."

He approached and grabbed Zhu Dingyuan's neck: "Just like you killed the prince, you will be punished by being cut into pieces and having your bones removed."

“Hahahahahaha.” Zhu Dingyuan laughed out loud and looked into his eyes that somewhat resembled the crown prince’s: “Did I lose?”

"The Crown Prince has no children, Zhu Jing is not even married, and Zhu Dingxun's wives and concubines were killed by me long ago."

His scarlet eyes couldn't stop showing his pride: "The sky has changed, who are you going to let take the top position? Hmm?"

Zhu Dingyuan's smile was hideous and ugly: "Oh, by the way, the queen gave birth to a prince today, maybe... you can accept her child, huh?"

"A child of Nangong's bloodline ascends the throne. Did you win, huh?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

He coughed again, and He Quan let go of his neck. His bony hands straightened his shirt. His brows were cold and his words were very slow: "Really? Did you kill them all?"

Zhu Dingyuan's laughter stopped abruptly: "What do you mean?"

He Quan looked at him, his white clothes were blood red, his hair crown was like jade, and he looked just like the emperor. However, he sneered at him and said, "How could the net I set for you be here...without a single flaw?"

"What do you mean!" Zhu Dingyuan vomited blood again, his heart ached, and the scene in front of him kept spinning.

He knelt on the ground in embarrassment: "What do you mean!"

Zhu Dingyuan looked up at him, just like the crown prince at that time.

"Why, why do all of you dislike me? I am the emperor that everyone wants, right? Why are you all praising the crown prince? Father clearly said that I am very similar to him! Then why don't you give me the throne!"

He burst into tears: "I killed my father with my own hands! If he were given to me, would I do this? I killed the crown prince and the sixth brother, but if they stood in my place, would I kill them?"

Zhu Dingyuan's voice was harsh and hoarse: "They forced everything! They brought this upon themselves!"

There was a rumble of thunder, and then silence except for the rain and snow.

Zhu Dingyuan sobbed like a wild beast and no one felt any sympathy for him.

He raised his eyes: "Don't look at me like that! I am the Son of Heaven!"

He Quan wiped the blood from the corner of his lip, took out the things that had been kept in Chuntang Palace, and threw them in front of him.

A bright yellow imperial edict.

Unfolded before him.

Zhu Dingyuan's hands began to tremble. He looked at the thing in front of him and didn't have the courage to open it.

This is the imperial edict from his father, the one he could never find.

He Quan's voice came faintly, as ethereal as mist: "The Crown Prince has a kind nature. The late emperor asked him to teach you how to govern and study theory in order to change your coldness. But what about you, Zhu Dingyuan? You are still blaming everyone."

Everything in the imperial edict was spread out before his eyes.

Zhu Dingyuan looked at the last sentence and passed the throne to the second prince - Zhu Dingyuan.

His eyes were lifeless, tears streaming down his cheeks: "This is not the imperial decree from my father..."

"This is."

He kept shaking as he held up the imperial edict, which was stained by black blood.

Not a word could come out.

"You are cruel by nature. You killed your brothers and relatives for the throne. In the end, the prince actually told me that you would be a good emperor."

He Quan picked up the sword, stabbed the imperial edict, and pierced his chest: "The prince can also make mistakes sometimes."

He twisted his wrist vigorously: "You are not even a human being."

Zhu Dingyuan's blood soaked his dragon robe. He suddenly looked at Zhaoyue, his cloudy eyes showing a trace of clarity: "Yue'er, Yue'er..."

He stretched out his hand and tried to crawl over: "Yue'er, don't look, you are pregnant with the dragon heir."

However, Zhaoyue looked at him and shed tears, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

He Quan drew his sword and he fell to the ground.

Zhu Dingyuan crawled, using up all his strength, but could only move an inch. He propped up his head and stretched out his bloody hand: "Yue'er, have you ever loved me? Have you ever loved me?"

However, Zhao Yue leaned on He Quan, and she didn't even give him a glance.

"Zhao Yue! Have you ever loved me?"

He cried out heart-wrenchingly, his head drooping, with a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.

No one answered him.

His lifeless eyes could only see the hems of the two people's clothes as they left.

He died with his eyes open and his thin lips slightly parted.

He Quan hugged Zhao Yue tightly. He saw Zhao Yue's tears flowing out. The moment the door opened, she finally cried out.

In the rain, blood flowed like a river.

Chuntang Palace became his tomb. There was no sound in the imperial city and the sky seemed to be getting brighter.

He Quan wiped away her tears and gave her a sense of security, but her tears were like rain and could not be stopped.

He had no choice but to hold her cheeks and kiss her hard. The smell of blood lingered in her nose. Zhaoyue wanted to avoid him in disgust, but he pinched her jaw forcefully.

He Quan panted, "Cry for him? My lady, I will be sad."

He was covered in wounds, but he coaxed her: "Don't be afraid, it's all over."

Zhu Dingxun sat on the ground and bumped into Zhu Jing: "Isn't she Zhu Dingyuan's queen?"

With a thud, the phoenix crown was thrown to the ground by the man.

He touched his nose, Zhu Jing rolled his eyes weakly, and patted Wei Ruoming: "My fourth brother asks you, isn't she the queen?"

Wei Ruoming looked at the Phoenix Crown: "Queen?"

He looked at the sky which was about to brighten and said, "Prince Duanren, your son will soon ascend the throne."

Zhao Yue was kissed so hard that she realized they were all behind her and buried her head in He Quan's arms.

He Quan hissed, but smiled gently. He picked her up and put her on the horse. He held the reins and led her out of Chuntang Palace.

His voice was low and hoarse, but full of tenderness: "Zhao Zhao, when you walk out of this door, you will be Tianzhao... the unrivaled queen mother in the world."

Zhu Dingxun stood up with a bang: "Fuck, my warhorse!"

Wei Ruoming stuffed another pill of Su Ziyun's medicine into Zhu Jing's mouth: "I asked for so much in total, I'll give it all to you."

Help him up and follow the figure in front.

The sun came out, the rain stopped at some point, and there was a gorgeous rainbow in the sky.

The sunlight shines on Zhaoyue's black hair without a single adornment, and the golden shadow ripples, without any smell of decay.

A sign from heaven.

The dust has settled.

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