Chun Yuchen's face changed color. When he saw Hua Ling today, he wanted to pull out his sword and stab this villain to death with one strike. However, his years of forbearance told him that he couldn't do that now. Wait until he
After ascending to the throne of the emperor, and Hua Ling was no longer of use, he would secretly deal with him.
When the time comes, even if the Uighur emperor wants to hold Hua Ling responsible for his death, he can easily shirk it. After all, the war is going on, and who can take care of whom? When the time comes, just say that Hua Ling died in the war, and at most give him some benefits.
Uighur, I believe they won't pursue it anymore.
Anyway, the current Uighur emperor has many sons, and Hua Ling is not the only one who is outstanding.
While Chun Yuchen was thinking, a man came over, leaned over and said a few words in his ear. Chun Yuchen's smile widened instantly, and his eyes were filled with confidence.[
"I was wondering why there was any movement among Tianche's people. It turned out to be the people who were brought here by the emperor's brother, but what if these people entered the capital? Can such a small number of people change Shuo Yue's fate?
It's really ridiculous," Chun Yuchen said viciously.
It's a pity that no one can appreciate his expression now.
After a short while, Mr. Liao came in, but behind him were several servants, all dragging large trays covered with bright yellow brocade cloth.
After Mr. Liao asked these people to put down their things, he asked them all to go out. When no one was around, he raised his hands to Chun Yuchen and said, "Your Majesty, everything has been done. Take a look!"
Chun Yuchen nodded, but still sat in his position. When Mr. Liao saw this, he immediately took action and lifted the yellow brocade cloth on the tray one by one and put it aside.
The contents of the tray were immediately revealed, a golden color, a majestic dragon robe embroidered with gold and silver threads, and a crown hanging with pearls.
This is the emperor's wardrobe.
When Chun Yuchen saw this, he immediately laughed with satisfaction, then stood up, walked over, and touched the emperor's crown with his hand. This thing should have belonged to him many years ago, but his mother was partial and passed the throne to him.
Chun Yuyi, the queen mother clearly said back then that he, Chun Yuchen, was the most suitable candidate to be emperor.
So he had gotten this thing several years late, and he really couldn't wait any longer. Chun Yuchen showed a hungry expression, so at this time he ignored the disdain flashing in Mr. Liao's eyes.
"Change my clothes!" Chun Yuchen said loudly.
"Yes!" Mr. Liao immediately responded and said again: "We wish the emperor long live long live!"
This sentence made Chun Yuchen laugh with satisfaction, as if he was really the emperor at this moment.
With the help of Mr. Liao, Chun Yuchen had changed into the dragon robe and put on the imperial crown.
This outfit was tailor-made, so it fit perfectly, which made Chun Yuchen quite satisfied.
"Your Majesty, tonight's victory or defeat depends on this. I don't know if the Uighurs have made arrangements, but I am still a little worried!" Mr. Liao reminded.
"They will definitely be ready, because if they fail, the Uighur's wish this time will be in vain, so no matter what, they will help me ascend the throne. In addition, what are your arrangements there? I don't plan to let Hua Ling wait.
People may leave Shuoyue." Chunyu Chen asked sinisterly, but he had already prepared a backup plan.