Save the tragic villain in progress!

The killing sound outside Suzaku's gate shook the sky, passing through this palace with tens of thousands of rooms, it gradually became ethereal and distant.There was a line of light white on the sky, but it was overcast in an instant, and it started to rain lightly, and a bloody smell that seemed to be absent filled the air, and it was terribly quiet.

Xie Jingyuan divided his troops into two groups. Half of the troops went to attack Zhou Wenchen, who had suffered heavy casualties, while he led the other half to take control of the palace.Looking from a high place, I could see the flames inside and outside the palace, and the rain didn't seem to be able to quench the scorching heat.

The swords and soldiers were chaotic in the night, Xie Jingyuan led his own soldiers and directly surrounded the Tai Chi Hall.The sound of horseshoes was rushing, the clash of swords and armor rattled, and countless arrows shone coldly, showing their sharpness in the dark night.

"Whoosh-!"

"Whoosh-!"

"Whoosh-!"

They stretched their bows and set up their arrows, aiming directly at the imperial army protecting Emperor Yan at the gate of the palace, countless arrows rained densely, sinking into the flesh and blood, and silently eliminated most of the enemy troops.

Xie Jingyuan clenched his sword around his waist, and wanted to rush directly into the hall, but after thinking about it, he asked Chu Xinian for his opinion: "Should we go in or not?"

There was a silver mask on his face, which had an icy color in the dark night.The drizzle of rain fell obliquely on his body, flowing slowly along the armor, taking away the blood stains on it.

Chu Xinian thought for a moment, then randomly chose a soldier to come over, bowed his head and whispered something in his ear, and ordered him to report to Emperor Yan in the hall.After finishing all this, he said to Xie Jingyuan: "No problem, anyway, the matter is a foregone conclusion, just wait."

Emperor Yan was supposed to pass on to the crown prince, so there was no need for them to do anything more.If he rushes in at this time, the justifiable succession will become a usurpation of the throne.Although things like reputation are not painful or itchy, if the situation permits, why bother to leave a handle on the historian.

Emperor Yan was so sick that he was groggy and didn't know the outside situation.It wasn't until there was a sudden thunder in the sky that he woke up suddenly. He sat up on the bed with difficulty, gasping for breath with a single movement, and weakly called the prince's name: "Chenghao..."

The prince was concerned about the situation outside, and he didn't know what happened to Xie Jingyuan and the others. There was no news these days, and he was alone in a daze.Except for a few court ladies and eunuchs, there is no one else in the hall.Hearing Emperor Yan's cry, he came back to his senses slowly, walked to the side of the bed and half knelt down: "What orders does Emperor Father have?"

Emperor Yan continued intermittently: "Inside the hall...why is it so dark inside..."

The old eunuch immediately ordered someone to light a lamp, but the dark clouds outside could not conceal the precarious darkness.

The prince was a little restless, and managed to calm himself down. He lowered his eyes and said, "Father, there is thunder and rain outside, so the sky is dark."

Emperor Yan didn't speak, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch the prince's face.However, due to lack of strength, he fell again, and the latter had no intention of stepping forward.

The hall was empty, and the court ladies and eunuchs stood in the corner, like lifeless puppets, with numb expressions.The wind and rain were blowing outside the window, and the heavy curtains were locked deeply, covering up the tragic scene of corpses strewn all over the field outside.

At this moment, a soldier knelt outside and reported: "Return to Your Majesty, King Jin and Chang Zongping led troops to rebel, and they have been captured by General Zhou. All the troops from Wude Camp and Pingxiang Camp are waiting outside the palace."

The prince was shocked when he heard this, and wanted to ask Xie Jingyuan about their situation, but because Emperor Yan was inconvenient to speak, he could only frown and restrain himself.

Emperor Yan was half heartbroken and half resentful when he heard the words. After all, he had placed high hopes on King Jin's son.After a violent cough, he gasped and cursed out two words: "Nizi!"

His chest kept rising and falling, as if he would faint in the next second, the old eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Emperor Yan: "Your Majesty, why bother to get angry for someone who is not worth it? Look, the prince is filial. He has been serving the sick all night these days , I haven’t even closed my eyes, and this old servant feels very distressed when he sees it.”

He has been a fine man in the palace for many years. Seeing the defeat of King Jin, he naturally wants to show off in front of the prince.

And Emperor Yan seemed to be comforted by him, looked at the prince who bowed his head and said nothing, and waved to him with difficulty: "Chenghao, come here."

The prince looked up at him subconsciously, and then slowly walked forward on his knees, only to see Emperor Yan take out a bright yellow scroll from under his pillow: "The king of Jin is not filial, and the king of Chang and Ping are hard to become a great weapon. Now you are the only one under my knees." Such a son can be relied on..."

As he spoke, he coughed again, his face turned blue, showing the ashes of almost death: "I... After a hundred years, this big swallow will be handed over to you..."

There is no doubt that the volume of yellow silk in his hand is the imperial edict.The prince was taken aback when he heard the words, and he didn't know whether to take it or not. Maybe he didn't want this cold position as much as he imagined.

He hates Emperor Yan, but Emperor Yan is already dying...

The prince suddenly felt bored.In the lifeless Tai Chi Hall, he was like a walking corpse, and he didn't know how he survived these days.Touching his stiff and numb knee, he suddenly missed Xie Jingyuan's General's Mansion.

Xie Jingyuan's residence used to be lifeless, but since Chu Xinian left, it has become lively.

The prince always likes to run to them, and only when he stays there can he feel warmer.Unlike the imperial palace, it is a cold cage, and the bones are buried under the feet, and the people on the high seat do not recognize their relatives.

He was in a trance when suddenly he heard Emperor Yan's order to order the little eunuch out of the mansion and summon Xie Jingyuan and King Ping to the palace for an audience.

The prince was startled when he heard the words, and his heart tightened: "Father, what did you summon Xie Jingyuan and King Ping for?"

Emperor Yan didn't speak, but the old eunuch at the side got his signal and brought a jug of wine on a tray.The slender golden pot is carved with dragons and phoenixes, but I don't know what is contained in it.

Maybe it's something that kills.

"Chenghao, come here..."

Emperor Yan knew that the prince was not a cruel person, at least for an emperor, it was far from enough.And before he died, he had to get rid of the last hidden danger before he could safely hand over the country to the prince.

"I know that you and Xie Jingyuan have a very close relationship, but a king is a king...a minister is a minister...you can never be confused...you are young and energetic, and the throne is still unstable, Xie Jingyuan is a hidden danger..."

The prince hastily said: "Father is worrying too much, Xie Jingyuan..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Emperor Yan raising his hand: "No need to say more, after Xie Jingyuan enters the palace, you will give him this wine, and after giving the wine, I will pass it on to you..."

The prince suddenly felt cold all over his body.He looked at Emperor Yan in a daze, and felt that the other person's eyes were so cold and familiar. Many years ago, Emperor Yan seemed to have the same expression when he strangled his mother to death.

"..."

The prince didn't speak, his whole body was stiff, and it took a long time before he spoke out with difficulty: "What if my son doesn't want to?"

He didn't know what the situation outside was like, he only knew that Xie Jingyuan had no military power in his hands now, and after entering the palace, he could only be slaughtered by others.The hand hanging by his side trembled faintly.

Emperor Yan closed his eyes: "I have not only your son."

Prince Ping also entered the palace with Xie Jingyuan.If the prince can really kill Xie Jingyuan with all his heart, he will pass the test of Emperor Yan. If he can't, the throne will belong to King Ping.

What a calculation...

The prince twitched the corners of his mouth, suddenly wanted to laugh, but couldn't.The old eunuch at the side saw that he was still not moving, put the wine glass into his hand, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Highness, don't be stupid, when Xie Jingyuan comes, you can do what His Majesty says."

The prince stared at the wine glass in his hand, only to feel his hands sinking down, as if he had been immobilized, and he remained silent for a long time.Emperor Yan was a little angry when he saw this, he patted the edge of the bed and asked: "Xie Jingyuan is just a foreign minister, is it more important than your country and society!"

The prince didn't move, and closed his eyes.

Emperor Yan scolded angrily: "How can you achieve great things with a kind heart and soft hands?!"

The prince still didn't move, his eyes turned red silently.

When Emperor Yan got angry, he coughed continuously, piercing his heart and lungs, as if he wanted to cough up all the internal organs in his stomach, he was out of breath and said: "You...you know how deep Xie Jingyuan's connections are in the army...I'm alive Even if you can suppress one or two...wait for me for a hundred years...you have just ascended the throne...you have little qualifications...if he has two hearts...can you hold on to this world?! Ah?!"

No matter what happened in the past, at least Emperor Yan was really thinking about the prince at this time.He tried his best to swallow the fishy sweetness in his throat, and eagerly waited for the prince to answer, but the prince who had been kneeling quietly on the ground suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground——

"Bam—!"

The wine glass hit the ground with a loud bang, and the poisonous wine splashed all over the ground.Then rolled twice, the wheel sank into the shadow of the corner.The maids and eunuchs were all startled, they all knelt down to plead guilty, terrified.

Emperor Yan was also frightened by the prince's sudden action.He raised his eyes in shock, but saw that the prince had burst into tears at some point, his eyes were red, and he stepped back step by step, getting further and further away from him.The blue veins on the forehead popped out, like an angry lion.

The prince raised his hand slowly, pointing at the dying Emperor Yan and said word by word: "You are ungrateful and ungrateful, and you want Gu to be as merciless and ungrateful as you! You will repay your kindness and revenge, and you also want Gu to repay your kindness and revenge like you! Yourself If everyone betrays their relatives, they will suffer the same fate as you alone!"

"Don't do it alone! Don't do it alone!"

There was hatred in the prince's eyes.He thought of Xie Bi, the only master who didn't think he was stupid and treated him as a parent and child. He thought of the queen, the mother who made cakes and sewed clothes for him, but these people were all dead, all dead!

Died at the hands of this wolf-hearted man in front of him!

He pointed at Emperor Yan and scolded, hoarsely: "Your heart is made of stone, it's not!"

The prince thumped his chest hard, regretful and painful: "I used to have a master! I had a close friend! I had a mother! You ruined everything!"

"You killed Xie Bi! You killed the queen mother! Now you still want to kill Jing Yuan! If you want to die, you will die. You can give the throne to whomever you like. I don't want it at all! Do you understand if you don't want me!"

"Do you know that I hate you so much! I hate you so much! I don't want to be your son at all, I will be a beggar, a slave to sin, and I don't want to be your son!"

The prince suddenly stepped forward, clutching Emperor Yan's shoulders, staring at him with red eyes, and said with a fierce expression: "In the future, there will be a lot of grandchildren, and in the future, there will be a group of close friends, and the orphan will be a hundred times happier than you Multiplied a thousand times! You bring your throne and power into the coffin, and insects and ants will eat it in the future, and no one will remember you!"

His hot tears fell in big drops, on Emperor Yan's hands, on the brocade quilt, it was so hot that it made people panic.

"You kill loyal ministers, destroy virtuous wives, even if you die alone, let the world know your dirty past, you will be infamous for thousands of years, and you will be scolded by the world!"

Following the prince's words, Emperor Yan couldn't get up, he was panting heavily.His eyes protruded, and he pointed at the prince tremblingly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence: "You...you..."

The prince let go of him, and staggered back two steps.Emperor Yan's fingertips trembled, as if he wanted to grab his sleeves, his face was thin and old, and his expression was ferocious, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, his figure fell off the bed with a plop because of his excessive forward leaning, panting heavily: "You ……you……"

Emperor Yan wanted to say something, but his voice became weaker and weaker.It seems that the rush of wind and rain outside is gradually calming down.In the end, he suddenly spewed out a large mouthful of blood, stared forward, maintained that tense posture for a long time, and after a while, lay down on the ground without moving.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

After a long time, the old eunuch bravely stepped forward and stretched out his hand to test his breath.But the back turned pale, and he sat on the ground with a panicked voice: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty is dead! Your Majesty is dead!"

The prince was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. He stared at Emperor Yan's body, not knowing whether he should be sad or happy.I just felt that all the strength in my body was exhausted, and I supported the pillar to slide down slowly, my face was as pale as paper, as if I had lost my soul.

Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan were outside the palace gate, and the little eunuch sent by Emperor Yan to report the news was being tied up and thrown in the corner.When they heard the commotion inside, their expressions changed slightly. Fearing that something might happen to the prince, they opened the door and rushed in. However, they saw that Emperor Yan had been dead for a long time, and a group of court ladies and eunuchs looked terrified and cried with their heads in their hands.

The prince just sat on the ground, blankly, staring at one place without focus.

Chu Xinian walked forward slowly, squatted down in front of him, stretched out a hand and waved in front of his eyes: "His Royal Highness? His Royal Highness?"

The prince didn't respond.

Xie Jingyuan was more straightforward, walked over and kicked him over, then reached out and grabbed the prince's collar and dragged him back, frowning worriedly: "Did the ghost eat the soul! What are you doing sitting here! "

Only then did the prince regain his senses slowly.Seeing Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan appearing in front of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.For some reason, the vision in front of her eyes became blurred, her nose became sore, and she suddenly hugged them and cried bitterly: "You...why did you come here..."

He cried heart-rendingly, he didn't know whether it was hatred or sadness, he was out of breath and said: "He's dead...he's dead..."

The prince cried like a child: "Jingyuan... I don't want... I don't want to be an emperor... I don't want to be a lonely family, I want relatives and friends, I want brothers and sisters, I want a safe life, I want Haiyan and Heqing, I don't want to be alone." Imagine being betrayed like him..."

His voice was full of pain and panic, fearing that he would become the same person as Emperor Yan in the future.Unfaithful ministers, unfilial sons, unloving wives, unfaithful friends, what is the meaning of such a life.

Chu Xinian was silent when he heard the words, Xie Jingyuan also had a complicated expression, and it took a long time before he pulled the prince up from the ground.

"you will not……"

Chu Xinian patted the prince's shoulder silently, then slowly clenched it tightly, and said in a low voice: "As long as you always remember today's heart in the future, you will never become someone you don't even know yourself..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to be an emperor, we will teach you how to be an emperor. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to plan, we will teach you how to..."

Whether it is the original story or the revised one, everything has changed in the book "The Marquis of Qianqiu". The only thing that remains the same is that Xie Jingyuan never betrayed the prince.

Maybe Chu Xinian didn't understand it before, but now he understands a little bit.In this turbulent era, how lucky it is to have a friend who is utterly devoted.Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets.

Currently on the throne, the crown prince has never failed Xie Jingyuan.

In the face of crisis, Xie Jingyuan did not let go of the prince.

This is a pure friendship, and they have something far more important and precious than power and position in their hearts.

At this time, what the villain is is no longer important...

The showers outside stopped, and a ray of early sun penetrated the clouds, and the sky suddenly brightened.There are piles of corpses outside the Taiji Hall, and rivers of blood flow, but apart from the conspiracy and tricks, there are also endless stretches of beautiful mountains and rivers in the distance.

Chu Xinian let out a breath slowly, and said to the prince: "You can rest assured to be your prince, and you can also rest assured to be your emperor..."

"The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the wind and the moon are boundless. Jingyuan and I will help you guard it."

The old eunuch at the side was really clever. Seeing this, he directly held the edict of Emperor Yan's succession, raised his hands above his head, walked all the way to the prince's feet, and kowtowed: "Before your majesty passed away, you made a will to order the prince to succeed you. This old servant kowtowed Your majesty, long live your majesty, long live your majesty!"

Seeing this, all the officers and soldiers outside the hall also knelt down one after another, and the scales and armor collided, and the sound shook the sky: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"