The imperial physicians retreated one by one, and Luo Nian came to Zhu Minglie's dragon bed and stood quietly. He wanted to speak but stopped several times.
"What are you saying?" Zhu Minglie stood up and said coldly.
Luo Nian immediately fell to the ground and presented the jade hairpin above Zhu Yetong's head with both hands—
"Emperor, the Fourth Master asked the Jade Hairpin presented to the Emperor."
When Zhu Minglie heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the jade hairpin. The jade hairpin had traces of breaking and breaking. It seemed that it was something Zhu Yetong particularly cherished.
Zhu Minglie took the jade hairpin from Luo Nian's hand...
Staring carefully.
"The Thirteenth Master also has a word to bring to the emperor, boil bean pods, and beans cry in the pot. Although the beans are not born with the same roots, why not fry them too quickly..."
...
Heavy snow flew, and severe cold suddenly came.
Zhu Minglie and Zhu Yetong were trapped in the snow-capped mountains, and their bodies were seriously injured. The soldiers were killed and injured. The remaining food and grass were only enough for two days, and the situation was urgent.
During the break of the truce, the two brothers sat back to back on the snow, and the blood stained the white snow red.
"Thirteen, you go first..." Zhu Minglie stood up with his huge body and supported his body with the cold iron sword. His deep eyes swept across the corpses piled up in front of him.
"Fourth brother... No, we have to advance and retreat together! We can definitely break out and meet with our elder brother. Didn't we already agree that we will drink for three days and three nights when we return to Beijing, and we will not return without getting drunk? Um...
”
Suddenly, Zhu Yetong was hit hard in the head, his eyes turned black and he fell down—
"Luo Nian, take Thirteenth Master out!"
"Fourth Master, then...what are you..."
Zhu Minglie's deep eyes were filled with a cold light, and the slightly narrowed pupils had the determination to die...
...
...
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and it is almost at the knee position—
Zhu Minglie stayed in the snow-capped mountains and fought desperately with the enemy. He had already led Zhu Yetong out of danger.
At this time, heavy snow was flying, cold and hungry, Zhu Minglie stood in the snow.
In the world, standing proudly, snowflakes falling on her
"Thirteenth, Fourth Brother... I will definitely insist on going back to meet you..." Zhu Minglie took out the jade hairpin that Zhu Ye's pupils left in the snow from his arms and said.
...
...
"Emperor, although the Thirteenth Master is the prince of Qin Cen, the Qin Cen Kingdom was destroyed more than 20 years ago. Now there is a small territory left, and it is not as good as the emperor..."
"Shut up!" Zhu Minglie exerted force suddenly, and the jade hairpin in his hand suddenly turned into pieces, falling from his fingertips bit by bit.
"Emperor, according to the news, Lanling King currently occupies Yanzhou area and must be attacking Yaojing. At this time, the emperor should win over the people's hearts. Thirteenth Master is a rare general, why doesn't the emperor stay?
Be by your side, what to do for yourself?”
"Even you are going to start disobeying me?"
"Your Majesty..."
"Get out!!"
*
Tianzhu, Li Dequan read out the imperial edict—
"In accordance with the will of heaven, the emperor ordered that the Thirteenth Prince's Evicting Ye Tong was originally a member of the royal family of Qin Cen. These are serious crimes of confusing the bloodline of the royal family... Now there is no way to behead them immediately! I will give them to you..."
"Thank you for your kindness!!" Zhu Yetong said word by word.
"Thirteenth Master, please..."
The jailer took the heavy chain and locked Zhu Yetong's hands and feet.
*
The scorching sun is in the sky, and the scorching sun is like fire.
The ground was roasted and emitted a scorching heat. The whole palace was like a death row, and it was useless.
On the way from Tianzhuo to the Meridian Gate, the imperial guards were distributed on both sides, holding swords and guns, escorting Zhu Yetong to the execution ground.
Zhu Minglie sat on the chair at the Meridian Gate, with a group of guards standing behind him. He looked at the person walking in front of him, expressionless, cold eyes, and a breath that seemed to come from hell.
Zhu Yetong was wearing a white prison uniform, with iron chains on his hands and feet. Every time he took a step, he made a sound. His black hair was scattered and messy, but his handsome face was still unruly and powerful. His fierce body was still extraordinary. His firm lips were pale and bloodless, and he was tightly pursed into a curve.
In this way, he was taken to Zhu Minglie.
"Thirteen, I want to kill you, what do you have to say?" Zhu Minglie asked slowly.
Zhu Yetong's face turned to the side and said coldly—
"Thirteenth has only one request. I want to die while standing and never kneel down!"
"Okay! I am worthy of being the general of the Sun Yat-sen Dynasty. I have experienced many battles and are an iron-blooded man! I will fulfill you today!" Zhu Minglie swung his robe, stood up suddenly, drew the token, and threw it on the ground. Li He shouted—"Execution!"
"yes!"
As he was speaking, the burly burial raised his sharp knife with his hand. The knife emitted a dazzling light under the scorching sun. Zhu Yetong slowly closed his eyes, and Zhu Ming's eyes were as cold as an eagle, looking at him in a blink of an eye. Don't blink.
The knife slashed Zhu Yetong's head...
"Stay someone under the knife!" Suddenly, a delicate shout sounded, and the knife suddenly stopped in the air.
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhu Yetong suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look over-
Zhu Minglie also looked over—
I saw Liusu wearing a white mourning dress, holding up the Shangfang sword that Emperor Zhu Yao had given Zhu Yetong in his hand, and walked towards the punishment platform step by step.
"Lissu..." A look of information flashed in Zhu Yetong's eyes.
She is here! She is here... I saw him come before he died...
When he was in the prison, he was thinking about it all over and over, and the woman made him toss and turn.
Liusu held the sword above and walked to Zhu Yetong's side, then looked at Zhu Minglie and said-
"I have the sword above the late emperor in my hand, who dares to kill Thirteenth Master!"
"Shangfang Sword?" Zhu Minglie smiled coldly, "Liusu, do you think a mere Shangfang Sword is useful to me?"
"You...you don't even recognize the Shangfang sword of the late emperor?"
"Hmph..." Zhu Minglie stood up and opened his hands, "This Sun Yat-sen Dynasty is my world, I only recognize myself! No other things can be ordered by me, including - King Lanling!"
It is said that King Lanling is coming to Beijing. Zhu Minglie is looking forward to the moment when he meets Zhu Yao Emperor. It will definitely be very, very exciting!
Even if blood flows into a river and corpses are everywhere by then, he won't care!
His expression had already made Liusu understand that this Shangfang sword could not play any role.
"Okay, I'll kill you and kill me!" Liusu threw Shangfang's sword to the ground, walked closer to Zhuyetong, and said.
"Lissu!" Zhu Yetong looked at the woman whom she loved in this life, and suddenly felt a very touching feeling in his heart. When he looked at her, his eyes suddenly felt a little wet and hot-
After a pause, he shouted at her—
"You guy who is so short that you are talking nonsense?! Whoever wants you to die, I will not allow you to die, you must live to a hundred years old!! But when I am not here, you must be fine,
However, I don't allow you to get married like that. You said in front of so many people in the Poshan Village that I am a man in your family. For more, after I die, you must guard my ashes first
Five years! Then...who treats you well, who is as handsome as me, handsome as me, has a strong martial arts skills, and has a kind heart and righteousness. You... consider it again...but you are not allowed to take this king's
The ashes are taken away, and my ashes will always be with you. If you dare to disobey my wishes, I will not let you go if I become a ghost!"
Liusu heard his childish request and roar, and a warm and innocent smile appeared on his face-
"No guy like you is dead, and I'm still in the mood to say this."
"This is the last words I have given you. You have to remember them, do you know?" he said domineeringly.
"Have you said enough?" Zhu Minglie's cold voice interrupted their conversation. Liusu turned his head and met his cold gaze without hesitation-
He stood there like Satan who had been seeking life, but she would not retreat—
"Your Majesty, if you want to kill Thirteenth Master, then please kill me."
Zhu Minglie smiled coldly, "Are you threatening me? Do you think I love you and spoil you, so I can't bear to kill you? I tell you, no one can threaten me!"