So he knelt down and begged the late emperor to take back his life. Although he was not as miserable as Xiaojiu cried, he still looked very pitiful. At that time, he wished the late emperor could take back his life, because it would be so painful to marry a woman he didn't love.
thing, and he already has a lover in his heart.
Naturally, the late emperor did not agree.
At that time, he wished that the late emperor, who had great supernatural powers, could show some mercy... just like Xiaojiu was doing now, holding his hand with a look of prayer.
The emperor closed his eyes and put aside the unbearable past for the time being. He returned to the majesty he had when he entered the door: "Hui Jiang Wang, I want to have a good talk with you."
Yan Hui said coldly: "What else is there to talk about? If you do something wrong, you should be severely punished. Your Majesty is merciful and does not want to blame you. However, Yan Que cannot escape the death penalty."
"Yan Hui, you can't be too harsh as a person."
"That's what the emperor thinks."
Glancing at Yan Que, Yan Hui threw down the whip with all his strength: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel for three days and three nights. No food is allowed in except clean water. Yan Que - go!"
The emperor's eyes widened and his scalp felt numb.
Kneel for three days and three nights...and still not give me anything to eat? Wouldn't this be life-threatening?
"Yes, father." Yan Que stood up with Xuanyuan Ci's support. Xuanyuan Ci's eyes were red, and he mustered up the courage to reply to Yan: "I will accompany him."
Emperor Xuanyuan did not object this time, but glared at Yan Hui with hatred: "Do you want to kill these two children?"
After Yan Que knelt down and bowed to the emperor, he said calmly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."
The emperor looked confused as to when he was going to kill him.
He continued to glare at Yan Hui, looking like he was frightening the child.
Xuanyuan Ci cried and helped Yanque go.
Yan Hui was still angry. When the two of them were sure to go out and go to the ancestral temple, the emperor exploded: "Are you satisfied now, right? Yan Que was seriously injured, and Xiao Jiu was heartbroken..."
"Isn't this what the Emperor wants to see? The Ninth Prince is young, ignorant, and deceived by Yan Que. As long as Yan Que knows that he is afraid and stays away from the Ninth Prince, the two of them will naturally break up." Yan Hui calmly calmed himself down.
The idea was laid out, and it was quite plausible.
The emperor became angry: "Yan Hui, when you teach your son a lesson, please check yourself first!"
He didn't want to say it at first, but he couldn't help it.
Yan Hui looked at the emperor inexplicably: "What's wrong with me?"
"You...you...what did you say happened to you?" The emperor suddenly felt that his face was a little hot.
Yan Hui gathered his clothes and looked at the emperor arrogantly: "We are different from them."
Suddenly, Yan Hui felt a little unreasonable.
"What are you doing?" Yan Hui called after the emperor as he walked out.
"Go to the ancestral hall!" the emperor shouted angrily.
Yan Hui stopped the emperor with a quick step and dragged him back to where he was. The emperor's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it: "You dare to stop me?" You turned against him.
"I don't dare to stop the emperor, so why don't I dare to stop you?" Yan Hui looked at him coldly, and he couldn't tell whether he was really angry or trying to hide something with anger.
But the emperor had no time to think about anything else at this time. He felt that Xuanyuan Ci and Yan Que were the replicas of him and Yan Hui.
The sudden awakening made the emperor regretful.
How great would it be if he hadn't been carried away by anger at that time? When he saw Xiaojiu defending Yan Que so much just now, he should have understood that these two children were not just playing around.
