If the little prince's words were spread, they might cause a major earthquake.
Who would have thought that Prince Chen was seriously ill in bed, but was not caused by overwork, but was drugged?
Prince Chen stared at his most complacent son, so weak that he couldn't even speak.
The little prince smiled gently: "Father, look, is my smile very approachable? Is it very well disguised, like a leisurely little prince who is indifferent to the world? No one can see mine.
wild ambition?"
Prince Chen's breathing was slightly rapid and messy, with complex eyes, and he couldn't tell the emotions contained therein.
"It was you who taught me that those who accomplish great things must have great courage and learn to do everything they can. What do you think of killing your father?" The disguise in the little prince's eyes slowly faded away.
The strange condescending eyes disappeared, leaving only endless indifference.
The terrifying dragon power flowed out on the little prince, as if it was about to crush the entire room.
"I have been studying everything very quickly since elementary school. I can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at once. Jing Taowei can understand it at one point. When I was seven years old, I was even tested for my qualifications against the will of heaven, and even the Spirit Emperor could tolerate it.
He kept coming forward and wanted to accept me as his disciple." The little prince seemed to be remembering something and said lightly.
"I don't know anything. Actually, I just wanted to play at that time and had no interest in cultivation at all."
"I'm even very happy that you rejected those people's request to accept disciples." The little prince sighed a little.
"But you forced me to practice "Dragon Emperor's Legitimate" and you were forced to instill ambitions by you. Do you know that it feels really uncomfortable... So I really grew up ambitions.
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"Maybe, when I really take control of power, I will no longer be influenced by anyone."
"Being an emperor? It's really good."
But at this moment, the emotion and remembrance in the little prince's eyes finally completely dissipated and became extremely fierce. The power of the Dragon Emperor, which belonged to the emperor, completely exploded from his body.
"I have made great contributions to the world, gathered my subordinates, won over princes and ministers, trained secret soldiers, made friends with military officials, and scattered business circles, and established a huge network of relationships. I have done everything to the extreme, and there is not even any in history.
The prince did better than me.”
"I am ready to become an emperor, but you told me, no! Can! Move!" The little prince's eyes flashed with cruelty and violentness, and his voice was full of reluctance.
"You gave me ambition, resources, pushed me to this position, and told me that the position of Emperor must be mine."
"But you told me to endure!"
"Even if I'm fully prepared."
"But you told me that if the emperor does not die, I can only lie dormant and I can only endure it."
"Have it until the day the emperor dies."
"Why!"
The little prince roared lowly, his body full of dragon energy, and the mighty dragon power swept out, as if a real dragon had been born.
He is indeed a genius, with the appearance of the true dragon emperor.
People with different qualifications have different effects in practicing "Dragon Emperor's Decision".
Some people are born without the appearance of a king and a prince. When practicing the Dragon Emperor's Decision, they cannot refine the mighty dragon power or the mighty dragon energy. They can only refine the inappropriate dragon python energy, which is really a joke.
It is said that those princes refine the aura of a python. The current prince is slightly better, and the aura of a dragon.
But this is far from enough.
The so-called true dragon appearance has a lot to do with nature, courage and qualifications.
If you cannot cultivate the true dragon energy, it means that there are indeed flaws in some aspects, which is why everyone thinks that those princes are too mediocre.
"Why should I endure it!"
The little prince looked at Prince Chen on the bed coldly: "You are old, and you are scared by the emperor. You look back and forth, shrink back, and have long lost the spirit of your youth."
"The man who led tens of thousands of cavalry to the throne, causing endless storms and almost took over the throne, died thirty years ago."
"When you kneel on the ground and abandon your soul sea and choose to survive, you are already dead."
"You still want to turn me into your appearance now, so what's my hard work over the years?"
"I've been patient enough."
"Anyway, it's mine sooner or later, so why can't it be earlier?"
"Since you are old, you should die." The little prince said his last sentence.
I don’t know if it’s about Prince Chen or His Majesty the Emperor.
The dragon's power suddenly converged, as if nothing had happened, only the shaking beams of the room creaked, proving how terrible the aura had just been hit.
After venting some venting, the little prince finally calmed down.
He suppressed himself for too long and had to release his power hard every once in a while, otherwise the domineering true dragon energy would be very likely to hurt himself.
Now, he has returned to his original appearance.
Wisdom, calm, strong self-confidence to control everything, full of personal charm.
"Dear Father, what do you think?" the little prince asked with a smile.
You gave me ambition, but you suppressed it with your own hands.
Why should I endure it?
You're already dead.
The little prince's words shook in Prince Chen's ears. Prince Chen's eyes widened, his pupils were scattered, and his Adam's apple rolled quickly a few times, as if something was stuck.
His pale face faded rapidly, and the scary old man spots became more and more obvious.
"How old are you..................." Prince Chen exhausted all his strength and said the last sentence weakly.
He did not scold this unfilial son.
There was no incompetent fury.
Because he discovered that even when he was dying, what he wanted the most was the throne that was high and superior.
If you can get it... death is not unacceptable.
"Ten thousand." The little prince replied with a smile: "My dear father, ten thousand."
He called Prince Chen the father.
Prince Chen's face actually showed a satisfied expression, his eyes calmed down with complexity, and then he slowly closed his eyes.
very good.
This is great.
Maybe I was really scared.
Those who do great things should have great courage. Since they can't bear it anymore, don't bear it anymore.
Although I lost, I have a son who is excellent enough.
This is very good.
The little prince walked out of the room, as if worried about disturbing his father's sleep, so he gently closed the door.
It seems that nothing has happened.
On that day, mourning banners and white lanterns were hung on the prince's mansion, and sorrowful crying sounded in the mansion.
Countless people rushed to the prince's mansion to pay their respects.
The imperial capital was shocked.
Prince Chen is dead.
Your Majesty's closest brother, Prince Chen, died.
Many old people from big families expressed their feelings, sighing at the disappearance and death of a hero.
At the same time, the little prince Li Xuanzong inherited the throne of prince.