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"Ah, the national division is serious!" the sixth Prince did not set up defense. He smiled and waved his hand.
The next second, the pupils constricted, and the smile even froze on his face.
"Well..."
The pain of the heart being pierced made the sixth Prince's eyes quickly filled with a layer of blood mist. His throat made a "cluck, cluck, cluck" sound, which was not like human beings. Viscous blood rushed out of his mouth.
"You..."
His face was full of disbelief and shock, unwilling to fall back.
Wen Yanqing let go and looked at the sixth Prince's painful expression indifferently. The heart is pierced and will not die in an instant. He can feel the feeling of being torn and the passing of life.
"I really appreciate your highness six. Thank you for all this."
He was dressed in a snow-white robe embroidered with several orchids. The cuffs were splashed with a few drops of blood, scattered like red plum blossoming in the snow.
He frowned with clear and meaningful eyebrows, and a touch of annoyance crossed his warm eyes. Ah Yan liked this dress best. When she went out this morning, she even praised him and kissed him.
Now it's stained with dirty blood and can't wear it anymore.
A layer of hostility gradually appeared in Wen Yanqing's eyes
The courtiers leaned together, and the atmosphere dared not go out.
The mantis catches cicadas, and the Yellow finches are behind.
The sixth Prince bore all the curses and cut through thorns and thorns all the way in, but he was hit by Wen Yanqing's sword.
He ended up dead.
And after death, I'm afraid I have to bear the eternal curse.
Only Wen Yanqing, alone and clean.
Emperor Chengde was stunned by this sudden change, and the reaction was ecstasy, "Aiqing, I knew you wouldn't betray me!"
It turned out that he was acting before.
"Oh..."
Hearing the words of emperor Chengde, Wen Yanqing smiled and shook her head piteously.
He raised his hand and slowly took off his mask. A snow robe, alone and independent. Standing in the blood, his temperament is clean and noble, his eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like stars.
If he is perfect, he is like a picture and a jade carving. Then the ferocious scar on his face, winding all the way from his forehead to the end of his eyes, was a failure and tore up the perfection!
"The emperor is joking. Why betray? I just came to get back what belongs to me." Wen Yanqing walked towards the Dragon chair step by step. His dark eyes became deeper and deeper. Every word and sentence revealed endless ridicule from his cold voice.
"Did the emperor ever feel deja vu when he looked at my face?"
Chengde emperor's hands trembled and looked at Wen Yanqing getting closer and closer to him. He could hardly control his body.
"You are, you are..." a name revolved between the lips, and everything surfaced.
"It's me." Wen Yanqing finally went to Emperor Chengde and stood slowly. He looked at him condescensively as if he were looking at a humble mole ant, "if you were in accordance with your seniority, I should call you uncle Huang. When you framed my father, plotted against the former Emperor and tampered with the imperial edict of succession. Have you been comfortable in this position for more than ten years? Stepping on the bones of your brother and father, have you ever thought that you can be today?"
"Are you the child of King Mu?! you, you're not dead -"
It was like an invisible hand pinching his neck, which made Cheng De's face red with shortness of breath.
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"Ah, the national division is serious!" the sixth Prince did not set up defense. He smiled and waved his hand.
The next second, the pupils constricted, and the smile even froze on his face.
"Well..."
The pain of the heart being pierced made the sixth Prince's eyes quickly filled with a layer of blood mist. His throat made a "cluck, cluck, cluck" sound, which was not like human beings. Viscous blood rushed out of his mouth.
"You..."
His face was full of disbelief and shock, unwilling to fall back.
Wen Yanqing let go and looked at the sixth Prince's painful expression indifferently. The heart is pierced and will not die in an instant. He can feel the feeling of being torn and the passing of life.
"I really appreciate your highness six. Thank you for all this."
He was dressed in a snow-white robe embroidered with several orchids. The cuffs were splashed with a few drops of blood, scattered like red plum blossoming in the snow.
He frowned with clear and meaningful eyebrows, and a touch of annoyance crossed his warm eyes. Ah Yan liked this dress best. When she went out this morning, she even praised him and kissed him.
Now it's stained with dirty blood and can't wear it anymore.
A layer of hostility gradually appeared in Wen Yanqing's eyes
The courtiers leaned together, and the atmosphere dared not go out.
The mantis catches cicadas, and the Yellow finches are behind.
The sixth Prince bore all the curses and cut through thorns and thorns all the way in, but he was hit by Wen Yanqing's sword.
He ended up dead.
And after death, I'm afraid I have to bear the eternal curse.
Only Wen Yanqing, alone and clean.
Emperor Chengde was stunned by this sudden change, and the reaction was ecstasy, "Aiqing, I knew you wouldn't betray me!"
It turned out that he was acting before.
"Oh..."
Hearing the words of emperor Chengde, Wen Yanqing smiled and shook her head piteously.
He raised his hand and slowly took off his mask. A snow robe, alone and independent. Standing in the blood, his temperament is clean and noble, his eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like stars.
If he is perfect, he is like a picture and a jade carving. Then the ferocious scar on his face, winding all the way from his forehead to the end of his eyes, was a failure and tore up the perfection!
"The emperor is joking. Why betray? I just came to get back what belongs to me." Wen Yanqing walked towards the Dragon chair step by step. His dark eyes became deeper and deeper. Every word and sentence revealed endless ridicule from his cold voice.
"Did the emperor ever feel deja vu when he looked at my face?"
Chengde emperor's hands trembled and looked at Wen Yanqing getting closer and closer to him. He could hardly control his body.
"You are, you are..." a name revolved between the lips, and everything surfaced.
"It's me." Wen Yanqing finally went to Emperor Chengde and stood slowly. He looked at him condescensively as if he were looking at a humble mole ant, "if you were in accordance with your seniority, I should call you uncle Huang. When you framed my father, plotted against the former Emperor and tampered with the imperial edict of succession. Have you been comfortable in this position for more than ten years? Stepping on the bones of your brother and father, have you ever thought that you can be today?"
"Are you the child of King Mu?! you, you're not dead -"
It was like an invisible hand pinching his neck, which made Cheng De's face red with shortness of breath.
"Ah, the national division is serious!" the sixth Prince did not set up defense. He smiled and waved his hand.The next second, the pupils constricted, and the smile even froze on his face."Well..."The pain of the heart being pierced made the sixth Prince's eyes quickly filled with a layer of blood mist. His throat made a "cluck, cluck, cluck" sound, which was not like human beings. Viscous blood rushed out of his mouth."You..."His face was full of disbelief and shock, unwilling to fall back.Wen Yanqing let go and looked at the sixth Prince's painful expression indifferently. The heart is pierced and will not die in an instant. He can feel the feeling of being torn and the passing of life."I really appreciate your highness six. Thank you for all this."He was dressed in a snow-white robe embroidered with several orchids. The cuffs were splashed with a few drops of blood, scattered like red plum blossoming in the snow.He frowned with clear and meaningful eyebrows, and a touch of annoyance crossed his warm eyes. Ah Yan liked this dress best. When she went out this morning, she even praised him and kissed him.Now it's stained with dirty blood and can't wear it anymore.A layer of hostility gradually appeared in Wen Yanqing's eyesThe courtiers leaned together, and the atmosphere dared not go out.The mantis catches cicadas, and the Yellow finches are behind.The sixth Prince bore all the curses and cut through thorns and thorns all the way in, but he was hit by Wen Yanqing's sword.He ended up dead.And after death, I'm afraid I have to bear the eternal curse.Only Wen Yanqing, alone and clean.Emperor Chengde was stunned by this sudden change, and the reaction was ecstasy, "Aiqing, I knew you wouldn't betray me!"It turned out that he was acting before."Oh..."Hearing the words of emperor Chengde, Wen Yanqing smiled and shook her head piteously.He raised his hand and slowly took off his mask. A snow robe, alone and independent. Standing in the blood, his temperament is clean and noble, his eyebrows are like distant mountains and his eyes are like stars.If he is perfect, he is like a picture and a jade carving. Then the ferocious scar on his face, winding all the way from his forehead to the end of his eyes, was a failure and tore up the perfection!"The emperor is joking. Why betray? I just came to get back what belongs to me." Wen Yanqing walked towards the Dragon chair step by step. His dark eyes became deeper and deeper. Every word and sentence revealed endless ridicule from his cold voice."Did the emperor ever feel deja vu when he looked at my face?"Chengde emperor's hands trembled and looked at Wen Yanqing getting closer and closer to him. He could hardly control his body."You are, you are..." a name revolved between the lips, and everything surfaced."It's me." Wen Yanqing finally went to Emperor Chengde and stood slowly. He looked at him condescensively as if he were looking at a humble mole ant, "if you were in accordance with your seniority, I should call you uncle Huang. When you framed my father, plotted against the former Emperor and tampered with the imperial edict of succession. Have you been comfortable in this position for more than ten years? Stepping on the bones of your brother and father, have you ever thought that you can be today?""Are you the child of King Mu?! you, you're not dead -"It was like an invisible hand pinching his neck, which made Cheng De's face red with shortness of breath.
