Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1989

The sound of the imperial guards' iron boots clearing the area gradually faded away, and the heavy palace door slammed shut.

Emperor Zhaowu looked at the retired emperor's sinister eyes, feeling as if he were a prey being stared at by a poisonous snake, and even his bones went cold.

He was terrified.

He never thought of killing Tang Chujun.

He was willing to accept defeat and had clearly ordered Xiao Luzi to release the person.

Why does this happen?

His jaw was deformed by the Emperor's hand, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, his voice trembling, "Father, Father..."

Xiao Yunde closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, there was a horrifying scarlet in his eyes.

He suddenly loosened his grip on Emperor Zhaowu, his knuckles turning blue from excessive force.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Emperor Zhaowu staggered and fell to the edge of the dragon bed, gasping for breath, with a burning pain in his throat.

He didn't bother to tidy up his messy robes, stumbled off the bed, rushed to Xiao Luzi, grabbed his collar and asked, "Why did the Six Gods Temple collapse? Why did it collapse when it was fine?"

Xiao Luzi avoided Emperor Zhaowu's gaze and replied with a tearful voice, "When I arrived, the Six Gods Temple had already collapsed. I heard that when it was first built... a self-destruct mechanism was buried... I really don't know who would tamper with it at this time... I only know that Madam Tang was still there..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Yunde raised his leg and kicked him sideways, sending him flying like a rag and hitting the red wall heavily.

The muffled sound of bones breaking was particularly clear in the silent hall, and blood slowly flowed down the wall.

The corner of Xiao Yunde's black robe swept across the blood-stained gold bricks. He walked step by step to the limp Xiao Lu, slowly raised the sole of his cloud-patterned boots and rolled over the blue and white face.

His cheekbones crackled against the soles of his boots, and blood foamed from the corners of his mouth. "Mercy! Grand...Emperor...Mercy..."

Xiao Luzi's broken plea for mercy was squeezed out from the soles of his boots, and every word he uttered brought out more blood foam, "Emperor, Emperor, Emperor, save me..."

"You dog slave!" Xiao Yunde suddenly exerted force with his feet.

With a clear sound of bone cracking, Xiao Luzi's cheekbone collapsed completely, and his right eye was immediately covered with blood.

His limbs were twitching, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle. He could only make "ho ho" gasping sounds from his throat.

The left eye that was not covered with blood was wide open, and the pupil reflected the sharp and cold face of the retired emperor.

In the chaos of dying, Xiao Luzi recalled the night before Eunuch An left the palace, when his skinny fingers grasped his wrist and told him, "Xiao Luzi, remember that as slaves, our lives are just a stepping stone for our masters."

Eunuch An asked him to recruit more helpers for his master. He quietly ran around, giving advice and making connections for his master.

He knew he was going to die, but his death was unjust because his master never even looked at him from beginning to end.

Emperor Zhaowu was trembling all over, unable to take care of himself. He had never seen his father so violent. In the past, even if he was furious, he would just say "drag him away". When had he ever taken action like this?

This must be extremely infuriating.

Yes, my father was going to marry Tang Chujun soon. But now... why is he dead?

Why did he die?

He never thought of taking Tang Chujun's life!

The stench of blood in the hall made Emperor Zhaowu's stomach cramp. He burst into tears, "Father, Father... I originally wanted Madam Tang to marry you under a different identity! I have no ill intentions. I just..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed.

The long sword left in the hall by the imperial guards had been unsheathed and was held in Xiao Yunde's hand, pressed against Emperor Zhaowu's heart.