Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

In the exquisite and gorgeous palace, the woman lying on the bed, with her hair loose and still wearing the same red dress, screamed: "Father, kill Yun Hance, please kill him!"

The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, had been busy with state affairs for the whole morning and was really tired at this time, but he still coaxed patiently: "Hua'er, don't worry, father will listen to you. Just let the imperial physician treat you, okay?"

When Junhua, who was lying on the bed, heard that the emperor had agreed to her request, she immediately burst into laughter: "Father loves Hua'er the most. Only father loves Hua'er."

As she spoke, she pressed her bloodstained face against the emperor's hand, and the emperor stroked her hair. At this time, Yun Hance came in directly: "Your Highness, I, Yun Hance, pay my respects to you!"

He knelt down dignifiedly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, even though Jun Hua on the bed pointed at him and said, "Father, kill him. If you kill him, Hua Er can marry him and be buried with him after death!"

The emperor turned around, his eyes full of bloodshot: "Ace, I have treated you like my own son over the years, and I was not willing to really do anything to you, but you have disappointed me."

Yun Hance's eyes turned to the emperor: "Is it A Ce who disappointed the emperor, or is it the emperor who disappointed A Ce? The emperor thinks A Ce should listen to you, abandon the woman he loves, and marry someone else? Why do you force me to do something that the emperor himself can't do?"

The emperor's eyes suddenly became sharp when he looked at him. Knowing some things and saying them out loud are two different things. Just like now, Yun Hance's rhetorical question was undoubtedly a threat to him.

The emperor rubbed his pale and tired face: "I have never thought of killing you. It is because I like you that I have been giving you opportunities. I locked you up in the torture chamber and did not cause trouble for Su Ran. When you came to the palace today, I did not set an ambush. I have been forgiving you, but what about you? Have you ever regarded me as a relative?"

In fact, Yun Hance had thought about this problem many times. If it weren't for his feelings for him, he wouldn't have willingly stayed in the torture chamber for so long. Although he didn't have many people under his command, it was enough to protect the people he cared about.

He could take Yuanyuan to the south of the Yangtze River to see the gentleness of flowing water under the small bridges, to the desert to see the majestic yellow sand, and to Kunlun to see the glass world of snow falling all year round, but he didn't want to go that far with him.

"Ace also regarded the emperor as his father. I remember when I was a child, the emperor liked Ace very much. He said that Ace was taciturn and very much like me when I was a child. So every time I went to the palace, he asked my father to take me with him. Although my father didn't like me, because of your love for me, he also pretended to treat me equally. Later, Ace went to Kunlun Mountain to learn martial arts and didn't see the emperor for three years. The emperor was very happy after returning to Beijing. I remember that night, the emperor took Ace to sit in the Moon Watching Pavilion for a whole night. That night, the emperor asked me like a father if it was hard for me to learn martial arts all these years? And asked me if anyone bullied me?"

Yun Hance said as his expression became increasingly sad: "I will remember that night for the rest of my life. The emperor has always been very good to me, but that is not a reason for me to betray Yuanyuan. I love her and cannot spare the slightest thought to love anyone else."

When the emperor heard this, he seemed to recall some good memories, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips: "Junhua is like this, you did it, right? Tell me the truth, I am asking you as a father, if it was Miaomiao lying here, how would you feel as a brother?"

When Yun Hance heard this, he admitted it frankly: "I did it."

The emperor's face immediately turned livid. Jun Hua, who was lying on the bed, could no longer control himself and overturned the medicine bowl on the table: "Father, you promised Hua Er to kill him, why haven't you done it yet?"

At this moment, Yun Hance could feel the footsteps of a large number of troops outside. It was such a pity. He didn't want to go this far, but it seemed that there was no other way. The emperor had arranged for the executioners. He had guessed it. He could actually deny it. It was not him who killed Junhua. He believed that no one could find evidence. The so-called evidence had been destroyed by him long ago.

Soon a large number of troops poured in, and Yun Hance was surrounded. The emperor's eyes were red: "Ace, no matter what you did, I will forgive you, but Junhua is my most beloved daughter, you are forcing me."

"Your Majesty, do you think that such a small number of people can kill me? Your Majesty must know what Kunlun Mountain is. Don't you know who Kunyu is?"

After Yun Hance finished speaking, the internal force in his hands flowed, and he easily knocked over a group of swordsmen and axemen. Nan Fengjing looked at Yun Hance in confusion. Is this for real? Should he go up? If he goes up, would it be a violation of his superiors?

When the emperor saw Yun Hance's terrifying strength, he suddenly felt an unprecedented fear in his heart. Jun Hua was still shouting: "Useless trash, kill him for me, and then kill that bitch Su Ran, and I will..."

Before she finished speaking, a long sword flew towards her face, as if it had eyes, leaving a gash on her cheek: "Princess, if you dare to curse again, I will send you to hell with the next sword!"

The emperor was obviously extremely angry. He and Yun Hance had had too many scenes of loving father and filial son. In his life, apart from Feng Que and Jun Hua, his favorite child was Yun Hance.

If he could only choose one between Yun Hance and Jun Hua, he would definitely choose Jun Hua because she was his and her daughter.

There was a clanging sound of weapons clashing. Nan Fengjing was about to step forward with his sword in hand, but Yun Hance slapped him and sent him flying against the wall of the palace. His master was so cruel that he decided to pretend to faint first.

So he closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

The emperor saw that the situation was not good. If Yun Hance was not killed today, it would be difficult to deal with him in the future. However, he still felt a little bit fortunate in his heart and hoped that he would not die.

Soon Yun Hance had finished all the battles: "If the emperor really wants me to die, you can kill me with your own hands." After saying that, he handed the sword in his hand to the emperor and pointed to his chest: "If the emperor wants to kill me, do it here. Don't use too much force, three inches will be enough!"

He closed his eyes, looking willing to die. The emperor clenched the sword in his hand. Although Chu Fengque was his biological son, he was too well-behaved and obedient, just like his dead adoptive father. Junhua was his most beloved daughter, but she was too naive. Only Yun Hance had a personality like him, and he could speak his mind to him the most.

So when he was on guard against the Zhenbei Palace, he never doubted him.

The emperor clenched his sword and thrust it out fiercely. Blood instantly spurted out like a flower. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. When he opened his eyes, they were already red. The emperor supported his shaky body and said, "Ace, I miss the Ace of my childhood, the Ace who would ask me why I was so busy, the Ace who would persuade me to rest, the Ace who would hide behind me in fear."

He did not use the title "I". At this moment, he was just his father, and he was the ignorant child.

When Yun Hance heard this, tears welled up in his eyes: "Your Majesty."

The emperor touched his hair, hardened his heart and drew his sword: "Don't blame me, Junhua has become like this, I must give an explanation."

The sword was drawn, and blood drew a beautiful arc along the tip of the sword. Yun Hance could no longer stand and fell down. He was covered in blood, and his face was covered in blood. The bloody smell in the air became thicker and thicker: "I won't blame you."