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That day, Chu Qi was stripped of his title and thrown into dungeon at the Dali Temple.

The prince, who had been pampered since childhood, finally went crazy the moment he heard the final judgment.

He ignored the surprised looks of the many Dali Temple officials around him, pointed at Chu Yun who was sitting at the top, and shouted loudly: "This throne should have been mine! It's mine! Everything I'm going through now is because of you!"

Chu Qi's eyes were filled with resentment, and it seemed as if he was about to rush to His Majesty in the next second.

Fearing that the mad deposed prince would continue to offend His Majesty, the surrounding guards rushed forward and subdued him.

Chu Qi struggled hard but couldn't break free from the guards' grip. He could only glare at Chu Yun, his voice filled with malice: "Chu Yun! If you didn't have a good mother! How could a loser like you get to sit on the throne! The Queen Mother gave the throne to you, do you really think you can hold on to it?"

Seeing that Chu Qi seemed to be going more and more outrageous, the officials around him were afraid that Chu Qi had angered the emperor and that they would be implicated, so they quickly ordered the guards to take him away.

However, the guard's action was stopped by Chu Jun's gesture. The guard released his grip on Chu Qi and stepped aside.

Chu Qi knelt on the ground in embarrassment, barely raising his upper body, staring at Chu Jun above him, the hatred in his eyes so thick that it almost overflowed.

Chu Jun sat on the dragon throne, his hands crossed and supporting his chin, looking down at his half-brother, the emperor, indifferently.

Far from being angry at Chu Qi's words, he smiled and said, "I remember that my father did not issue a will when he was alive. How did the throne become my brother's?"

The late emperor had not yet designated a crown prince, so according to convention the eldest son should inherit the throne.

Chu Jun was the only legitimate son and had the support of the empress dowager. No one in the court dared to raise any objection. If he didn't become the emperor, who would?

Chu Qi was the sixth son of the late emperor. When the late emperor was alive, he had an older and more capable elder brother, and a more favored younger brother.

Chu Qi, who was stuck in the middle and could be said to be an invisible man, felt that it was pure fantasy for the late emperor to appoint him as the crown prince, which made Chu Jun not quite understand Chu Qi's train of thought.

"My father told me personally. He even arranged for me to marry the daughter of the Nalan family, so that the Nalan family would stand on my side. He also personally taught me how to govern the country and paved the way for me. If my father had not passed away suddenly, it is hard to say whether your mother would still be alive now!" Chu Qi had already given up and dared to say anything.

Chu Qi felt good about what he said, but it was a tough time for the Dali Temple officials standing by. They didn't know what to do, as they couldn't advance or retreat.

What Prince Qi said were all the royal family secrets. They didn't have the courage to continue listening. If they were to be held accountable by the Emperor later...

The officials knelt on the ground, looking hopeless.

Chu Jun looked at his excited brother and thought he was cute in his stupidity.

He actually took the late emperor's words seriously, which were not even a promise, so much so that even now when the dust has settled, he still feels deeply resentful towards himself.

However, Chu Yun had to admit that his father was indeed a qualified emperor and was good at controlling power.

For example, the "knife" he chose to kill someone with someone else's knife is indeed persistent enough, and can indeed be easily controlled. If he is given a little sweetness, he will be loyal to him.

Oh, by the way, the late emperor also dragged the Nalan family into the chessboard. It seems that he had already been planning to eliminate the power of his mother.

Unfortunately, death happened suddenly and everything became empty talk.

The smile on Chu Jun's face gradually faded. Chu Qi kindly said, "My Royal Brother is a little too naive."

"What?" Chu Qi had a mocking look on his face. He didn't know where Chu Jun got the confidence to say that he was naive. He, the legitimate son who was abandoned by the late emperor without knowing it, was the most naive.

"The Emperor is merely using my brother and the Nalan family as pawns to overthrow the Empress Dowager. How is it that even after so long since the Emperor's death, my brother still hasn't seen through this?"

Chu Qi was unwilling to believe it, but he couldn't help but think deeply about it. The corners of his mouth began to twitch, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible... This is impossible..."

"Brother, you don't think that after I and the Queen Mother were overthrown, it is really your turn to take the throne, right? Don't tell me that Father is using you as a stepping stone to pave the way for the crown prince in his heart." Chu Jun didn't beat around the bush to Chu Qi and directly told him the possible layout of the late emperor.

Chu Jun's words reminded Chu Qi of his second brother, who was also the first prince to be eliminated by the empress dowager after his father's death.

He thought of the Second Prince looking at him with sympathy for some reason at a banquet...

It seemed like everything had been hinted at long ago.

"Hahahaha...hahaha!" After being silent for a while, Chu Qi gradually laughed out loud, and then his laughter became louder and louder. It seemed that the belief that had been supporting him collapsed in an instant, and the whole person really fell into madness.

"Take the man away." The officials who had listened to the royal drama were awakened by Chu Jun's words and broke out in cold sweat.

The guards quickly came to their senses and took the crazy former King Qi away and threw him into the dungeon.

The next day, when Chu Qi was taken to the guillotine, he did not resist at all. He seemed to be numb and lay there in a daze.

Chu Yun and Mo Heng rarely appeared together outside the palace, seemingly preparing to personally supervise the execution.

Chu Qi's head was cut off by a sharp blade and he died on the spot. His blood flowed all over the ground and flowed across the cold stone table.

Perhaps it was because the gloomy atmosphere at the execution ground was too strong, Chu Jun felt that even the sunlight had become a little colder, and it felt light and fluttery when it fell on his body.

The culprit who hurt the little emperor was found, and the original owner's revenge was finally avenged.

I just don't know if there is an underworld in this plane.

Will the diligent little emperor have a chance to live again?

Thinking about the underworld, Chu Yun realized that he had another purpose for coming here.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. The sky was blue, with sparse clouds and no other traces.

Chu Jun frowned in confusion and once again fixed his gaze on Chu Qi, who had stopped breathing. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking from his face.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking for?" Li Yu noticed the emperor's movements and asked. He followed Chu Jun's gaze, but didn't notice anything unusual, so he looked away again.

"Nothing." Chu Jun suppressed the speculation in his heart.

Li Yu didn't know whether His Majesty was grieving for his relatives and didn't dare to ask more questions. He just waited quietly on the side.

Instead, Mo Heng seemed to have sensed something and glanced behind the low house in the distance.

Chu Jun didn't wait for the person he was waiting for, and wondered in his heart: "Could it be that I was wrong?"

[Pino, check the plane attributes again.]

[Retesting...

The test is over.

Plane Number: C-3782.

The current average concentration of plane spiritual power is 2.32%.

Technology level: low,

The preliminary judgment is 'ancient world'. 】

There's no difference from before, maybe that child is just a coincidence.

Chu Jun looked around one last time, making sure that he didn't see the two figures, one in black and one in white, before he led everyone away.

Behind a low house in the distance, a man wearing a white hat with the words "You will see wealth in your life" written on it peeked out stealthily.

After Xie Bian was sure that Chu Jun had left, he adjusted his hat and walked out from behind the low house.

"Master Ba, why are we hiding?"

Meeting an acquaintance after many years, Xie Bian really wanted to go up and reminisce with Chu Yun.

Fan Wujiu walked towards the guillotine with an expressionless face. He said in a calm voice, "The King of Hell has ordered us not to have any further contact with that gentleman. Besides, that gentleman is not from the mortal realm, so we should not bother him anymore."

"Okay~" Xie Bian thought of the scene where he and Eighth Master were dragged by the King of Hell to be educated for bringing Chu Jun to the underworld, and he could only pout regretfully.