Chapter eight hundred and ninety-two: making great contributions
Murong Yan's facial features are more distinctive than Murong Yu's edges and silhouettes are more resolute, handsome and extremely masculine.
Especially those eyes, quiet and deep, making people unable to see through their emotions and anger. They are extremely impatient and deterrent, and they look tall and deep, making people dare not get close to them. Unlike Murong Yu, who always has extremely warm eyebrows and eyes.
The smile makes people want to get close to each other involuntarily.
Queen Yan called Murong Yan like Emperor Yan: "Ayan, come to my sister-in-law..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Hou's nose wings flapped, and tears flowed down unconsciously. The heartbroken pain came again. She grabbed the brocade under her body tightly and almost couldn't bear it.
Murong Yan walked to Yanhou and knelt down on one knee. I remember when I met my sister-in-law a few years ago, she still looked like a little girl. Now she has silver silk and is so haggard that she looks so haggard. He is hoarse
He called out: "Sister-in-law."
Since his brother passed away, Murong Yan endured his grief and used thunder to suppress and deal with the nobles who were trying to mess with Wei. However, as soon as he was idle, Murong Yan could not recover from his sadness and could not fall asleep.
Later, he received a letter from Bai Qingyan, and his condition was slightly relieved.
Today, in order not to make Empress Ji sad again, Murong Yan made a special arrangement before coming to make himself look more energetic, but... the extremely deep red bloodshot in his eyes can still reveal Murong Yan's
All five were burned.
"I've been away for the years, I've made you suffer..." Queen Yan's voice was extremely soft. She wanted to raise her hand and touch Murong Yan's hair like her husband, but found that her arms were sore that she couldn't lift them up. She struggled to treat Murong with difficulty.
Yan curled his lips, "Sister-in-law knows that your brother must have passed the throne to you. Your Majesty told me before, and I nodded too."
Queen Yan exhaled a long sigh: "Ali is young and still young. Your brother left long before he could only feel at ease by handing the throne into your hands. However... her sister-in-law also has her own selfishness, and I hope Ayan can fulfill her.
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Queen Yan's tone was a little guilty. She looked at Murong Yan with a sad look and asked in a negotiation tone, "Ayan, can you pass the throne to Ali again tomorrow? The matter of passing the throne to the uncle and nephew... is in your case
It was decided before the throne, could it be?"
"Sister-in-law, I never thought of asking for this throne..." Murong Yan looked at Yan Hou with deep dark eyes, his eyes as flat as water, but it seemed as if he could see the depth of your heart at a glance, and there was a kind of indescribable depth, "Ah,
Li is young, but not immature. No matter what... there is me, the way forward... I will help him walk!"
Hearing Murong Yan's words, Queen Yan suddenly burst into tears. She trembled and held Xiao Rongyan's hand. It was her villain's heart that judged the king's belly.
She knew that Emperor Yan chose to be in Murong Yan because of his consideration of Yan, but she was Murong Yu's wife... She was unwilling to watch the throne fall into the hands of people outside Murong Yu's descendants.
She is not a rough figure like Murong Yu and Murong Yan. She is just a woman and can't bear to see that the family business that her husband earns cannot be inherited by his offspring.
"It's my sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you!" Queen Yan cried and apologized with Murong Yan.
Murong Yan shook his head.
After comforting Yan, Murong Yan came out of Emperor Yan's bedroom and was so stung by the sun in the sky that he couldn't open his eyes.
Feng Yao followed Murong Yan and closed the palace gate. Seeing Murong Yan standing with his hands behind his back, he closed his eyes in the dazzling sunlight. He followed Murong Yan and called out softly: "Little Master..."
"Uncle Feng, it's time to die..." Murong Yan said in a hoarse voice.
"The imperial edict for Your Majesty to let the little master succeed to the throne is still here with my uncle." Feng Yao looked up at Murong Yan's straight face, "I think the little master should inherit the throne according to the master's wishes."
Murong Yan turned his head and spoke to Feng Yao: "Uncle Feng, bring the imperial edict, call Aping and Ali, and tell them that I am waiting for him in Lanfeng Pavilion."
Feng Yao responded respectfully: "Yes!"
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Lanfeng Pavilion was the palace where Empress Ji lived in Kuangping, the old capital of Yan State. There was also Lanfeng Pavilion in the imperial palace in the capital, but it had long been changed. Yandu... There was Lanfeng Pavilion, all of them were
The arrangement was exactly the same as the Lanfeng Pavilion in the old capital of Kuangping.
Murong Yan held the imperial edict in his hand and stood in front of the window frame that was pushed open by Lanfeng Pavilion, staring at the full bloom of crabapple flowers in the courtyard.
The sun shines brightly, and the crabapple trees are shining brightly by the golden sun, which coats the crabapple on the branches with a layer of golden ray.
A gust of wind passed, and the gilded copper bell with Xiangfei bamboo curtains under the corridor sounded lightly, and the pebbles of crabapple flowers fell under the corridor with the wind... on the window, at Murong Yan's feet.
As soon as Murong Ping and Murong Li stepped into the palace gate of Lanfeng Pavilion, they saw their uncle standing in front of the window, staring at the crabapple tree in a daze. The two looked at each other and quickly walked in.
In the hall, there were several bronze lamps of cranes, flames swaying, gauze curtains swaying slightly in the wind, and sporadic crabapple petals fell all over the ground.
Murong Ping and Murong Li walked around the gauze screen painting landscapes, and saw that there was no palace servant in the huge palace. Uncle Jiu held the will in his hand. The two hurriedly bowed in Murong Yan's direction: "Jiu
Uncle…”
Xiao Rongyan said softly, turned around and looked at Murong Ping and Murong Li, walked to the table and knelt down, put the will aside, waved his hand to signal the two to sit down, and asked, "Here's here, Uncle Jiu asks you...you think
Who is the best brother to take on the big responsibility?"
Murong Ping was stunned and his eyes fell on the will in Murong Yan's hand: "Uncle Jiu, the will of his father's will be for Uncle Jiu to succeed to the throne."
Murong Li actually knew that Uncle Jiu used thunder to rectify the royal family of Wei, and that Uncle Jiu had no intention of succeeding the throne. Murong Li walked to the opposite side of the case, knelt down opposite Murong Yan, and looked carefully.
Murong Yan: "Ali knew that Uncle Jiu had no intention of succeeding the throne from beginning to end, but his father had already explained that only when Yan State handed it to Uncle Jiu could he be relieved. My brothers and others would also be the Nine.
Uncle’s most powerful blade helps our Yan State complete the great cause of unification…”
Seeing that my younger brother had calmed down, Murong Ping also stepped forward and knelt down beside Murong Li: "Uncle Jiu succeeded to the throne, our brothers were convinced. If there was no Uncle Jiu... Yan State would not have such a situation today, Jiu
Uncle has made great contributions."
"If Uncle Jiu is worried that his methods in Wei are too fierce, and he is afraid that outsiders will guess that our king of Yan is tyrannical, Ali is willing to become Uncle Jiu's blade from today..." Murong Li said solemnly.
"Brother is too young! I'll do it!" Murong Ping clasped his fists and said to Murong Yan, "Just say that when I was in Wei State, I forced Uncle Jiu to do things!"