"Back, back to my father, it's, it's... Da'an's territory..." Chu Fengxuan was obviously a little uncomfortable. Although he was sure that nothing would happen, under his father's eyes, he seemed a little unsure.
Everyone held their breath, not expecting what was about to happen, except for one person.
The man's glass-like black eyes were extremely calm. He quietly observed everything that happened, as if he had it all under his control.
Yun Mo glanced sideways at Chu Junhuan beside her, her hand still being held by him. She expected that this night would be unusual. There might be killings, and there might be more cruel things happening. However, for some reason, at this moment
She felt strangely comforted.
"Then answer me, whose territory is Da'an?" Chu Mingyuan's voice brought Yun Mo back to reality from her brief moment of comfort, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat. Could it be that the emperor discovered something?
"Returning to my father, all the land in the world is the royal land. This territory of Da'an is naturally my father's." Chu Fengxuan pretended to be calm and answered, but he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. His father's painstaking efforts...
"It's mine, haha, that's right! Hahahaha..." When Chu Mingyuan heard his son say this, he burst into laughter, as if all the pride in his life came to his heart.
He smiled, somewhat heroically, picked up the wine bottle and drank it in one gulp.
"Being born like this, haha, country, hahaha..."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Mingyuan fell heavily to the ground just as quickly as he finished speaking. The profound words he said before his death became an eternal memory.
Chu Fengxuan has understood that the mistakes he made may never be made up for.
For some reason, Yun Moque shed tears because of Chu Mingyuan's despair on his deathbed. Yes, his own son couldn't wait to die by himself, so why go through so much trouble to defend the country? If not, just give up.
.
Chu Junhuan really took action at this time, "The prince is planning to murder the emperor, let me catch him quickly!"
As if they had prepared in advance, several dead soldiers hurriedly went up to tell the prince that Chu Fengxuan had caught him. The maid serving the emperor had never seen such a shape before, and she seemed to be frightened for a moment. Yun Mo had no choice but to take advantage of the opportunity.
He yelled, "You guys, why don't you go see what's going on with His Majesty?"
When the maids heard these words, they rushed over mechanically as if they had just regained consciousness.
Chu Fengxuan seemed to be stunned, and allowed those people to go up and tie him up. Yun Mo was very dizzy at this time. She was a little panicked, and she faintly felt that the tent was already in chaos, with screams and painful cries mixed together.
A mass that seems endless.
Like a whirlpool, Yun Mo felt that he had fallen into it. The only thing he remembered was Chu Junhuan's last voice: "Xia Yunqing, I leave my beloved concubine to you first."
Then, Yun Qing's familiar warm fingers squeezed her tightly.
And she seemed to be falling asleep...
At this moment, Chu Junhuan's cronies who came from Chang'an outside the tent had already surrounded the tent.
But he remained as calm as ever, sitting quietly in his seat and drinking quietly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Someone called him from behind and smiled, but there was no response.
Everyone in the palace is still crying and shouting, and the kings accompanying you, especially the Sixth King Chu Haotian, have turned pale.
Prince Chu Fengxuan was thrown in the middle of the tent, and no one dared to approach him. In their eyes, he was obviously the murderer of the emperor, and everyone's only emotion towards him was anger.