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When the emperor in the palace learned that the city wall was about to fall, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the dragon throne.

He looked at the panicked ministers around him and shouted in despair: "Is my kingdom going to end like this? Come quickly, protect me! Protect me!"

However, no one could save his fate at this time.

Ye Zirou's army advanced towards the palace quickly as if they were in an empty space.

In the end, Ye Zirou's army successfully attacked the palace.

The emperor, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and palace maids, tried to escape but was discovered and surrounded by sharp-eyed soldiers.

Ye Zirou walked up to the emperor, looked at him coldly and said, "You are a tyrant. For your own selfish desires, you don't care about the lives of the people. Today is your end."

The emperor looked at Ye Zirou in horror and said tremblingly: "You... you can't kill me, I am the emperor, I am the Son of Heaven!"

Ye Zirou smiled disdainfully: "An emperor like you is not worthy of sitting on this position. From today on, the world will usher in a new order."

At this moment, there was chaos in the palace, and the sound of shouting and killing was getting closer.

The emperor looked around in panic, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

At that moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Tianyu behind him.

At that moment, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

"Tianyu, my brother, I am your elder brother. We are brothers who grew up together. You are not really going to take my life, right?"

The emperor's voice was trembling. As he spoke, he approached Mo Tianyu eagerly, with his hands stretched forward, as if trying to grasp the last straw.

At this moment, he had completely lost his former majesty, his dragon robe had become disheveled, his hair was loose, and his face was full of fear and pleading.

"Brother? From the moment you poisoned me, have you ever considered me your brother? Do you still remember the friendship we had when we were little? Have you ever thought about my father and mother?

Why? I never understood why you poisoned me and why you hated me so much.

I have never coveted the throne, because you are my most respected brother, and I only want to assist you. Am I wrong? Why do you treat me like this?"

Mo Tianyu's voice became hoarse due to anger and sadness, his body trembled slightly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Memories flooded into his mind like a tide. When they were young, they played together in the garden of the palace and studied together in the study. Those beautiful times seemed to be still before his eyes.

They had once been together in the arms of their father and mother, supporting each other, and the relationship between the brothers was so deep.

But now, everything has changed, becoming so strange and cruel.

Mo Tianyu's tears flowed uncontrollably, like a dam bursting, instantly soaking his entire cheeks.

His eyes were fixed on the emperor on the ground, burning with anger, but also filled with deep grievance and confusion.

He doesn't understand.

He never wanted the throne.

He had seen the struggle between his father and his uncles, so that high position was far less precious to him than brotherhood.

So he really doesn't understand.

What he didn't understand was why his brother, who was born to the same mother, was so cruel to kill him.

They grew up together and spent countless springs, summers, autumns and winters together in this deep palace.

Memories came rushing in like a flood.

They chased and played together in the imperial garden, and their laughter filled the entire garden.

We read together in the study room late into the night, arguing endlessly about a problem and enjoying it.

He still remembered that when he was a child, every time he made mistakes because of his mischief, his father would punish him by making him kneel down.

It was his royal brother, the one he once relied on and trusted so much, who would secretly bring a cushion and carefully place it under his knees.

She signaled him not to say anything with her eyes. Her concerned eyes seemed to say, "Don't be afraid, brother. I'm here for you."

Then, like a magic trick, she would secretly take out a big, delicious chicken drumstick from her arms and quietly hand it to his mouth.

The two of them took turns eating, and the aroma of the chicken legs and the warmth between brothers filled the air.

Those beautiful times, like bright stars, illuminated his childhood.

But now... everything is shattered like a dream bubble.

The warmth and care that once existed disappeared without a trace, replaced by cold betrayal and cruel reality.

Why? Why is everything different? He cried out in his heart countless times, but got no answer.

Under Mo Tianyu's gaze full of pain and questioning, the emperor slowly closed his eyes, with no expression on his face.

Seeing this, Mo Tianyu felt more and more despair.

"Why? What is all this for?" Mo Tianyu questioned him again, roaring at the top of his lungs.

Ye Zirou, who was standing aside, looked at Mo Tianyu like this and couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart.

She had never seen Mo Tianyu so grief-stricken, as if the whole world had collapsed.

She knew that this royal brother meant a lot to Mo Tianyu, and the brotherhood between them was extremely deep and touching.

At this moment, Mo Tianyu's eyes were filled with despair and sadness, tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the cold ground.

He grasped the other's shoulders tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to pour out all his pain.

The imperial brother lay quietly on the ground with a peaceful expression on his face, as if he had transcended the troubles of the world.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, including guilt and helplessness, but more importantly, a deep fear was hidden behind it.

He struggled to shake off Mo Tianyu's hand that was grabbing his shoulder, his lips trembling slightly, and finally said, "Why? Because I... never regarded you as a real brother, even though we grew up together, because we are not born of the same mother."

Mo Tianyu widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and his body involuntarily took a small step back, as if these words had hit the deepest part of his heart's defenses.

"What do you mean? Aren't we from the same mother? But for so many years, I have always regarded you as my own brother. How could you treat me like this?"

The emperor took a deep breath, as if gathering up his courage, and continued, "I was born to the queen, and as the eldest son, I have been given high hopes since I was a child to become the heir to the throne.

But you were born to a palace maid. Because of your mother's identity, your father stabbed her to death and registered you under the name of my mother. Since childhood, you have been smart and outstanding, and your father has often expressed admiration for you.

As we grew up, I watched you become more and more outstanding, and gradually there were some voices around you supporting you, and I became scared.

I am afraid that one day you will take away everything that I think belongs to me. I am afraid of losing this supreme throne, and I am afraid of losing the support and respect of everyone.

So, I chose to strike first, thinking that as long as I got rid of you, I could rest easy."

After hearing this, Mo Tianyu's face showed unprecedented shock.

My mind kept thinking about what the emperor had just said.

He was not born to the queen, but to a palace maid!

This...how could this happen? The queen has always been very good to him!

Why is this so?

Then, Mo Tianyu showed a miserable smile, which was full of sadness and despair.

The atmosphere in the palace at this moment was depressing and suffocating.

Everything around them seemed to be still, with only the sounds of their breathing and Mo Tianyu's sad laughter echoing in the air.

"So, just because of these unfounded suspicions, you poisoned me? You know, I have never had the heart to fight for power and gain. Everything I did was just for you."

The emperor lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then raised his head again, and there seemed to be more determination in his eyes.

"It is useless to say anything now. You are at the gates of the city. I know that the situation is hopeless, but as an emperor, I would rather die than become a prisoner and be despised by everyone."

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his arms and put it against his neck.

Mo Tianyu was shocked when he saw this, and subconsciously took a step forward and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

The emperor smiled bitterly: "Today I will end all this with my death."

As soon as he finished speaking, under Mo Tianyu's gaze, he slashed with the dagger in his hand, blood gushed out, and his body slowly fell down.

Mo Tianyu stared blankly at the emperor's body, tears flowing down his face again involuntarily.

At this moment, there was no joy of victory in his heart, only endless sorrow and helplessness towards fate.