The faces of the Queen and Yan Feng suddenly turned pale and bloodless. The God of Death had announced their death date, and there was no room for turning...
"You should have expected this day to happen if you did such a sloppy thing!" He looked at the two ashen faces in front of him, snorted coldly, and moved his eyes to Bai Wuxia, who had been silent!
"As for you..." The emperor paused, his eyes sharp and sharp.
He was going to announce his execution! The Queen and Yan Feng were both excited and looked at the Emperor blankly.
Bai Wusha's face was even colder than usual, like thousand-year-old ice, so cold that it made people feel numb from the bottom of their hearts.
"You are really excellent and a genius. It would be great if you were my son. But unfortunately..." The fact cannot be changed! The emperor closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at him again. He turned around and announced: "
Although you are not my son, because you have been by my side for so many years, I will spare your life!"
He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally relented, and continued: "Tomorrow at the enthronement ceremony, I will announce to everyone that you will be deprived of your position as prince, and you will be demoted to a commoner. You will not be an official for life, let alone enter the civil service.
Half a step from the palace!"
This is already his greatest tolerance for him!
This decision is already the greatest blessing among misfortunes for Yan Feng and the Queen. At least, their son does not have to die with them! The bloodline of the Yan family can be considered saved!
Bai Wusha stood there quietly, the expression on his face was still so cold, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Why don't you thank the Lord for your kindness?" Without waiting for his reply, the emperor turned his face sideways and frowned slightly.
"..." He still didn't respond, standing there motionless, with a cold light in his eyes.
The emperor narrowed his eyes and began to feel a little unhappy.
"Wusha, please thank the emperor quickly, please tell me quickly..." the queen shouted anxiously, fearing that the emperor would change his mind and chop off her son's head.
Yan Feng looked anxiously on the sidelines, but didn't know what to say. His only son couldn't die!
Bai Wusha didn't say anything. The cold light in his eyes became colder and colder. He slowly clenched his fists in his palms and his joints rattled. The emperor also noticed this action!
"What? You want to resist the decree?" The emperor frowned in displeasure. He really drank the fine wine instead of the toast! "If you are not satisfied with this sentence, then I will give you the death penalty!"
"You are not qualified to give me the death penalty." He made a cold voice, and everyone's hair stood on end. Even the emperor couldn't help but shudder.
How could he have such a powerful murderous aura? It even suppressed his momentum?
"Do you want to rebel?" The emperor stared at him, a murderous intention flashed through his eyes, "Come here, give me -"
Before he could finish his words, Bai Wusha's figure flashed and came to him in an instant, his gloomy eyes like Asura from hell.
"You...what do you want to do..." He was so frightened that he could hardly stand still. He backed away step by step until he finally fell on the throne. There was no way out!
"I'm going to kill you!" After saying that, a cold hand locked his throat like an aquiline hook!
The emperor's face turned red all of a sudden and he was almost out of breath. He struggled desperately and tried to pull his hand away, but he held on tighter.