Chapter 366 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 61
Not only will they not be blamed, they will also be rewarded.
Solving Wan Nang's problem and ending the prophecy of "killing father and mother".
Fuchen and Concubine Qi looked at each other and immediately understood: Concubine Qi was taking action on her behalf.
As a human son, Wanchang cannot kill his mother.
As a witch clan member, Fuchen is not able to participate in the affairs of the royal family.
Concubine Qi saw that Fuchen took off his coat to kill the queen, so she took action first.
Wan Fan nodded, "I will be sent to the pear garden and will not be allowed to go out for the rest of my life."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing my life."
The Liyuan is close to the Leng Palace, but it is also the former courtyard of Concubine Qi.
In the room, the bodies of concubines were constantly carried out.
In the yard, children were subjected to the punishment of the cane. Those with twigs and tender flesh, those with delicate bodies, and those who were young were beaten directly with the cane.
I can't bear the dust, but the memory of Amang's father's teachings in my previous life is still fresh in my mind.
Fuchen ordered the soldiers to gather the corpses in a wide courtyard, recite incantations for them, and send them to death.
Wan Yan warned, "Fu Chen, women's kindness is not advisable. If they are adults, I will still kill them. The hope you give them is torture for them. If any of them gets the opportunity to go against us, it will be easy for us."
It’s pain.”
After not seeing each other for three years, Wan Nuan endured the emotional education.
Fuchen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned to Wanchang and said, "If they become sorcerers and I guard them, can I spare their lives?"
Before Wan Lang could speak, Fuchen promised, "If I find them violating the stance of the witch clan, participating in royal affairs, and colluding with courtiers, I will kill them with witchcraft."
Wanchang: "It's up to you."
Outside the palace, the living minister had a premonition of something and wrote a letter to contact Wan Chen.
Wan Chen has an army at hand and can deal with Wan Fan.
Wan Fan's bloodbath policy made all officials feel insecure and hoped to overthrow Wan Fan.
What's more, Wan Fan's prophecy of "destroying kings and overturning countries, killing fathers and mothers" is known to everyone in the world. The latter seems to have been fulfilled, and the former is also something that can be foreseen with open eyes.
Letter: Wan Fan conspired to usurp the throne. He had thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers and sent heavy troops to kill the rebellious minister Wan Fan.
The letter was intercepted by Wan Fan. Wan Fan looked at the words on it, said nothing, waved his hand, and asked the horse envoy to send it in the same way.
Wan Hui was doing business in a nearby city. When Wan Fan heard the news on the day he became king, he had no reaction. The next day, he set out to come back. He was dressed in commoner clothes, took off his crown and belt, wore a ring on his finger, came to the door, and dismounted gracefully.
"My minister, Wan Hui, has something important to do to see the Fuchen Wizard!" Wan Hui said in a sonorous voice.
Fuchen is in the palace, helping to deal with the matter of the late king Bintian.
Everyone can find a wizard, but generally you cannot specifically look for a great wizard or the successor of a great wizard.
The Grand Wizard and his successors serve only the royal family.
"Sir, the second prince asked to see you outside the city. He is now being detained by the king." The witch stepped forward and informed.
Fuchen was confused, what did the second prince Wanhui want from her? To plead for mercy.
He is married. Wan Fan wants to kill him, but Fu Chen will not stop him.
Because if Wanhui waits for a position, Wanchang will be killed.
"Go ahead. I'll handle it here." Sadato said.
Fuchen bowed his head and accepted the order, heading outside the city.
The witch recited a spell in a low voice.
Sadato looked around and winked. Immediately, a miko came forward and was busy blocking the soldiers' sight.
Zhenren stepped forward to see the immortal body of the late king Wanqi. He sent an insect to the coffin.
The coffin hadn't been nailed yet, so the lady pushed open a small crack and the insects squeezed in.
After it was over, Zhenren returned to his seat and waited as if nothing had happened.
Fuchen rushed outside the city, and a woman in gorgeous clothes suddenly knelt on the roadside and shouted, "Please forgive me!"
When Fu Chen turned around, he saw that the woman looked graceful and noble. Even though she was only wearing common clothes, her fair skin revealed that she was a noble girl.
And the belly.
Fuchen looked at the woman's hand holding her belly and realized that it was a pregnant woman.
The look seems a bit familiar.
"You are..." Fuchen was confused.
"I am the second prince and princess."
In an instant, Fuchen understood her purpose. He glanced around and saw that all the passers-by were looking this way.
"Go back and talk." Fuchen immediately asked the second princess to get on the carriage.
On the carriage, the second prince and concubine cried, "Your Majesty predicted before the marriage that my wife and Your Highness will have children. Now, my wife is giving birth to her first child and has not yet had a son or daughter. I wonder if your prediction is accurate?"
Fuchen knew that this was forcing her to keep Wan Hui.
In a few years, she will succeed the great wizard. If the prophecy is inaccurate, how will she establish the faith of all people?
Fuchen took a deep breath and stroked the second prince's pulse. He was not sure, so he listened carefully again and confirmed.
His eyes met the eyes of the second prince and concubine, and he held back his careful questioning.
"I'm going to the prison now, you wait for news from me." Fuchen said.
He changed his horse and left, rushing to the prison without stopping.
The guarding soldiers kowtowed to Fuchen, "Meet the princess."
Fuchen quickly walked in, "Is the second prince still there?"
The soldier replied, "The king has an order. If the princess asks about it, she can leave time to reminisce about the past. He has already asked the great wizard. The second prince and concubine are pregnant with twins. The princess's prediction is very accurate. There is no need to worry."
It was necessary for him to die.
Fuchen didn't know what to do for a moment. She was very happy that Wan Fan remembered her and everything related to her. She was also sad that all the familiar people would die.
Fuchen slowly walked in front of the second prince Wanhui.
Wan Hui ran to the cage, saw Fu Chen's face, and instantly understood, "Can't you survive?"
The floating dust is silent.
Wan Hui fell to the ground, extremely frustrated, shaking his head and narrating, "I guessed it. I should have guessed it a long time ago."
"I have been afraid of him for all these years."
"Ever since he hit me once when I was little, I can't get rid of my fear of him."
"He is so tall and strong, how can I compare?"
"I try hard, try hard, and try harder. I learn whatever he learns, but I still can't compare to him."
"Because of fear, I chose to engage in politics instead of learning martial arts and avoided contact with him."
"I have always hoped that after I take the throne, I won't be afraid of him."
"If my opponent wasn't him, I would still dare to fight. If it were him, I wouldn't even dare to move."
Wan Hui covered his head, mumbling and crying about the nightmares he had had over the years.
The story of five-year-old Wan Fan grabbing Wan Hui of the same age, forcing him to eat cakes, and kicking him away has always been in Wan Hui's mind.
No matter when, he is like a little chicken in front of Wan Fan.
Tears flowed from the gaps between his fingers, "I just want to live, I won't fight with him, no fight! Hum hum hum." The miserable cry echoed in the prison.
Fuchen stood aside and listened, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
"Your wife," Fuchen Nana said, "is pregnant with twins."
This is not good news.
Wan Hui slowly tilted his head, a smile slowly appeared on his crying face, and two lines of tears fell down.
Fuchen looked at Wan Hui pitifully, "How do you think about how to ensure that you are not destined for the royal power and will not threaten the king?"
Wan Hui asked, "Sir, do you have any ideas?"
Fuchen lowered his head and thought for a moment, his eyes firm, "I won't let anyone hurt him. Under this premise, I can try to protect you."
Wan Hui thought for a moment and looked at his right hand.
royal palace.
Fuchen stepped forward holding a bleeding severed arm and looked directly at Wanchang.
Wan Fan is processing a pile of official documents. Bamboo slips are filled with museum shelves.
This posture is even more strenuous than when I was studying as a child.
Noticing Fu Chen, Wan Fan raised his eyes and noticed the severed hand. Without stopping, he asked Fu Chen, "You want to protect him again? Wan Chen sent his troops to the north and will kill him immediately. Do you also want to protect him?"
Fu Chen clanged, "If you endanger your brother's throne and life, kill him."
