A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

Murong Xuanyi slowly walked forward, bent down, and carefully helped Emperor Kang Ren, who had collapsed on the ground, up. His movements were gentle and cautious, as if he was afraid of hurting the other person.

He gently held Emperor Kang Ren's body and moved towards the bed step by step. When he reached the bed, he very carefully placed Emperor Kang Ren on the soft bed, and carefully helped him pull up the quilt and tuck in the corners.

At this moment, Murong Xuanyi's face no longer had the cold look just now, and was replaced by full of concern and tenderness. He looked like a filial son who cared deeply for his father. Anyone who saw him would probably find it hard to imagine that they had been engaged in a verbal battle and refused to give in to each other before.

"Father, you must be extremely curious right now, right? Why is this happening? Doctor Pei has clearly examined this goose pear tent incense carefully before and has determined that it is not poisonous, but now you are poisoned by it. In this situation, you must be very confused, right?" Murong Xuanyi narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"But I have to tell you one thing. Doctor Pei did not lie to you about this. This goose pear tent fragrance is indeed non-toxic. It's just that Hua Qiansong planted a very special poison in your body last time. It's called spine fall. If it exists alone in your body, it won't cause any trouble, and it won't cause any substantial harm to your body.

But once it meets and blends with the fragrance in the goose pear tent, it will quietly attack your body, causing you to become weak and feeble, gradually weakening, and gradually losing your mind. Your vision will also become worse and worse until you become blind. "

Emperor Kang Ren cursed weakly, "You...you rebellious son, how dare you...how dare you treat me like this, I...I really raised you in vain, cough cough..."

As he spoke, his breathing became rapid, accompanied by bouts of coughing. Every time he coughed, his body trembled violently. His already pale face now looked even more bloodless, and his eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness.

A cold smile appeared on Murong Xuanyi's face, and there was a hint of chill in that smile. He said in a grim tone: "If possible, I would rather never have your blood flowing in my body."

Emperor Kang Ren opened his mouth to refute, but was interrupted by a cough. It took him a while to recover and he said in a hoarse and weak voice: "You... you are so rebellious now, aren't you afraid... of being spurned by the world?"

Murong Xuanyi took a step forward, leaned over and stared at Emperor Kang Ren, as if he wanted to engrave the miserable appearance of this once high and mighty man in front of him into his heart.

He said in a quiet but somewhat stern tone, "Father, you may have forgotten that it was you who listened to Doctor Pei and announced to the public that you wanted to retreat and recuperate.

I am thinking that the whole capital is not peaceful now, and there are often assassins. In order to prevent assassins from taking advantage of the situation, I have specially ordered the ministers and other princes not to disturb you while you are recovering from illness, and have arranged for the imperial guards to wait here to ensure your safety. What do you think I did was treasonous? "

When Emperor Kang Ren heard this, the resentment in his eyes grew even stronger. He tried his best to sit up straight, but his soft and weak body refused to obey him and he just struggled in vain.

He leaned back heavily on the couch, breathing heavily, and it took him a long while to come to his senses. He stared at Murong Xuanyi with eyes full of resentment and said in a hoarse voice: "You rebellious son, how dare you imprison me? I will kill you."

Murong Xuanyi said slowly, "Father, you are really wronging me. Everything I have done is to help you recover and maintain peace in the palace and the court. How can this be regarded as house arrest in your words?"

When Emperor Kang Ren heard this, his eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness. He tried his best to shout out to the outside of the palace: "Someone come, someone come, someone come..."

Murong Xuanyi said calmly: "In order not to disturb you from recuperating, all the people at the door have been sent away by your son, and the imperial guards are guarding outside. No one is allowed to enter, and no one will enter. Your son is here, and I will give you instructions if you have anything."

He paused for a moment and then continued, "You just took the ginseng soup. Getting angry will not help your body. It will only make you feel depressed and vomit blood."

Emperor Kang Ren was stunned when he heard Murong Xuanyi's words, and then he suddenly laughed. The laughter was full of self-mockery and sadness, echoing in the quiet Yangxin Palace, making people feel depressed for no reason. He said while laughing:

"In the past, I was worried that you were not ruthless enough, and that I would not be able to control Daxia if it was handed over to you. Now I realize that I was overthinking. When you are ruthless and vicious, you are really scary."

Murong Xuanyi also smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, revealing a hint of coldness. He responded:

"Look at the world, you are such a good role model, I just learned a little from you. But compared with your cruel methods of killing your brothers and sisters and murdering loyal people, I am really inferior to you."

Emperor Kang Ren closed his eyes, as if all his strength had been drained away. He exuded a strong sense of fatigue and resignation. He slowly said, "But never mind. This world will soon be yours. I can't stop you, and I can't fight for it. Never mind, never mind..."

Murong Xuanyi lowered his head slightly, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by an unspeakable bitterness. He said softly: "What do I want in this world? What I really want has been taken away by you a long time ago."

After saying this, he turned and looked outside the hall, his eyes filled with complex emotions, as if he was recalling the deeply buried pains of the past.

After a long time, Murong Xuanyi slowly opened his mouth and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. You just need to sign this divorce letter, draft a resignation edict, and announce to the world the injustice suffered by my grandfather and General Song.

In this way, you can still enjoy the honor of being the emperor and live out your life in peace." After saying this, he slowly took out the divorce letter he had prepared from his arms.

When Emperor Kang Ren saw the divorce letter, he was immediately surprised. Before he had time to think about it, he heard Murong Xuanyi say softly:

"My mother originally had a childhood sweetheart, but you used the imperial power to force her into the palace. After you married her, you never treated her well, and you ruined her life! I know that my mother's greatest wish in her life is to leave this cold palace and get rid of you completely."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Xuanyi threw the divorce letter in his hand directly at Emperor Kang Ren.

Emperor Kang Ren was instantly agitated when he saw this. He widened his eyes, his voice trembling slightly with anger, and shouted: "You...how can you be so cruel? You actually let me sign this divorce agreement. Where do you put the reputation of the royal family?

You are also a prince. If this gets out, where is the dignity of the royal family? " At this point, he paused, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly due to excitement.

After a pause, he continued, "What's more, if I tell the world about the injustice between General Song and your grandfather, wouldn't that be like slapping me in the face? Each of your demands is even more cruel than killing me.

I will never sign it even if I die. Hahahaha... If you have the guts, go ahead and kill your father. I want to see how you will face the world and your own conscience in the future."

Those words were full of resentment and resentment, yet also revealed a bit of powerlessness. However, his pride as an emperor made him hold on to the last bit of his dignity.