Zhong Liyue was also completely stunned. She opened her mouth wide:
"Could it be that before Feng Li died, his head was caught in the door? He actually left the throne to you!!!"
Zhong Liyue's description made Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng dumbfounded, but they were still a little angry:
"No wonder Feng Li said such strange things when he tried to commit suicide. It turned out that he had such an idea..."
"Hmph, he wants to catch a duck and put it on the shelves??? Daydreaming is pretty good. A mere imperial edict is nothing like bullshit in our eyes."
"Yes, yes."
Zhong Liyue nodded vigorously and looked at them with sparkling eyes:
"You must not give in... I heard that the emperor has three palaces, six courtyards, and countless concubines. If you become the emperor, what will the babies and I do???"
As soon as these words came out, Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng both raised their eyebrows and looked at Zhong Liyue with half-smiles.
Seeing that they were unmoved, Zhong Liyue couldn't help but become a little anxious:
"We are free now. We can go wherever we want and do whatever we want... Being an emperor will be very tiring... Moreover, I heard people say that when an emperor is around, there are no people who treat them sincerely.
, what is it called---oh oh oh, it’s called being too cold at high places!!! Yes, it’s called being too cold at high places. Some people say that those in high places are lonely... Besides, let’s talk about it, flow.
Yun Liufeng, you are two people, and there is only one throne. If you become emperor, it would be bad to hurt the brotherhood and harmony... It's really strange. Didn't they say that the twins will destroy the Fengxiang Dynasty? Why did they give the throne to you?
?”
Zhong Liyue was afraid that Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng wanted to become emperor, so she talked a lot at once.
After all, many men take their careers very seriously. Besides, as Feng Liqing said, the throne is the most noble position in the world. I don’t know how many people are watching with eager eyes.
, thinking about it.
Could it be that Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng suddenly realized that they also wanted to be emperors?
However, she spoke urgently and quickly, which made Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng feel dizzy. In the end, Situ Liufeng had no choice but to surrender:
"Stop, stop, stop...little one, we understand what you mean, no need to explain...anyway, we won't want the throne. Whoever wants it can take it..."
"Big pervert, you are so kind."
Zhong Liyue was so excited that she immediately pounced on Situ Liufeng.
Normally, Situ Liufeng would definitely be very willing--but, he was injured now and couldn't afford to be hurt at all. Zhong Liyue's bear attack instantly tore his wound.
Although the injury was not serious, the feeling of the wound being torn open and the blood flowing out was really uncomfortable.
Moreover, Situ Liufeng also enjoyed his wife's worried expression on his face, so he cooperated very cooperatively and gasped the moment the wound tore open, grinning and said:
"pain..."
"oops."
Zhong Liyue immediately stood up and saw his white clothes stained red with blood, and was worried:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to...I..."
Because he was too anxious, Zhong Liyue kept apologizing, and his voice was choked with tears. He looked like he was about to cry at any time, which shocked Situ Liufeng.
Although he wanted to see Zhong Liyue worried and distressed about him, he didn't want to make Zhong Liyue cry.
So he immediately hurriedly coaxed Zhong Liyue:
"Okay, okay... don't be sad, it actually doesn't hurt too much... Come on, apply the medicine quickly and re-bandage the wound with gauze..."
Unexpectedly, Zhong Liyue became more and more excited and actually wanted to cry.
Situ Liuyun stared at the two of them intently. Seeing this, he shook his head helplessly, reached out to hold Zhong Liyue into his arms, and wiped away her tears:
"It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury, it won't kill him."
Then he raised his eyes, looked at Situ Liufeng with warning and said:
"Liu Feng, bandage the wound yourself."
"oh..."
Being robbed of his own fun by his brother, Situ Liufeng had no choice but to work on his own in order to have enough food and clothing.
In fact, Zhong Liyue's emotions have been accumulated since last night. She has been feeling sad and wanted to explode since she saw so many dead people and the wounds on Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng last night.
It's just that I didn't have the chance before.
Now that she was relaxed, she could no longer restrain herself from exploding in front of the two men she loved most.
...
At this time, Fengxiang's country was leaderless, above the imperial court, but Shen Zicong, the Supervisor State, was the most popular. Regardless of the factions in the court, everyone liked this all-round, smooth, and highly capable Supervisor State.
So on the premise that no one was the emperor, a group of ministers gathered together to discuss Fengxiang's future.
During the discussion, everyone wanted to hear Shen Zicong’s opinions.
Shen Zicong was successful as a young man, high-spirited, with a handsome face that was almost soft, and the way he raised his hands showed an aura that was rare in the court. He was the number one scholar for two years, and the reason why Feng Xiaoting re-employed him at that time was not because he was interested in him.
Talent, but his 'beauty', the unisex Feng Xiaoting has been attracting Shen Zicong's attention for a long time.
Unexpectedly, Shen Zicong was a smart and cautious person. Therefore, two whole years had passed, and Feng Xiaoting had not been able to realize his long-cherished wish.
"Master Shen, in your opinion, what should we do now?"
Shen Zicong had a gentle smile on his handsome face:
"Of course we are going to recover our emperor."
"Our Emperor?"
The smile on Shen Zicong's lips deepened and he nodded:
"Yes, before the late emperor passed away, didn't he pass the throne to the regent and king Xiaoyao? We can just go and get them back."
"Well, the Prince Regent and Prince Xiaoyao are the sons of the late... emperor and a woman from the Jianghu. Their identities are inappropriate..."
"Not suitable?"
Shen Zicong raised his white and tender fingers and shook them:
"No, no, no, do you know that our regent and king Xiaoyao are the masters of Yunyu Palace, who are secretly called the Dark Emperor by the people in the world? Do you know the power of Yunyu Palace? Do you know how talented and martial arts they are?
Profound? We also know that the master once said that there are no more than ten people in the world who can compare with these two people? "
"Those are all rumors, but who is your master?"
Shen Zicong opened his lips with a smile, revealing his white teeth:
"Empty Spirit Son."
Wow---
In the main hall, there was a neat sound of gasping. If they remembered correctly, Kong Lingzi was the national master of Fengxiang Kingdom more than fifty years ago?
Shen Zicong is very satisfied with this effect:
"My master said that it is destiny for Brother Situ to ascend the throne and become the emperor of Fengxiang!"
[Thank you jennykou for the gift, and 1247501423 for the red envelope~~ will update later, (^o^)/~asking for all kinds of support, ╭(╯3╰)╮]