Mr. Yun's handsome face revealed a nice smile behind the mask, and he said softly: "Father, please don't waste your efforts. Everyone outside is my people. Without my order, no one will come in."
"What do you mean?!" The emperor was shocked.
"Do you mean... just like the tenth brother?" Mr. Yun smiled slightly, looked at the tenth prince kneeling on the ground, slowly pulled out his long sword from his waist, walked up behind the tenth prince, and caught him by surprise.
He immediately took action, and the tenth prince fell to the ground without even making a sound.
"You..." The emperor looked at him with a shocked expression.
Mr. Yun took back the long sword in his hand, looked up at the emperor sitting behind the desk, casually cut off a piece of cloth from the tenth prince's clothes, slowly wiped the blood on the sword, and said slowly: "The tenth prince has evil intentions.
I have been rebellious for a long time. In the third summer of the 40th year since the founding of Ziyun Kingdom, the tenth prince led troops to attack the imperial city. In the royal study, he threatened the emperor with a long sword and asked the emperor to transfer to him."
The emperor sat on the dragon chair, his wise eyes no longer as calm and calm as usual. He watched the cloth in Mr. Yun's hand slowly wipe away the blood on the long sword, and the sharp blade reflected
He wore a mask with cold cheeks.
"It's a pity that the current emperor refused to obey and rebuked the ambition of the tenth emperor's brother. His fierce words angered the tenth emperor. In anger, he actually stabbed the current emperor to death with a sword." Mr. Yun held the long sword.
, slowly climbed up the steps, as if he was the god of death from hell, slowly walked up to the emperor, looked at him condescendingly, and said with a smile: "The seventh prince who came to rescue him later, when he saw
After his father was killed, he was filled with righteous indignation and avenged his father. He stabbed the tenth prince to death with a sword. When the emperor was dying, he orally passed the throne to the seventh prince and then passed away."
Mr. Yun stood in front of the emperor, looked straight at him with a pair of deep eyes, and said with a smile: "Father, what do you think of this story??"
"You...what are you going to do!?" The emperor's hands were trembling. He watched the seventh prince slowly place the long sword across his neck, and said tremblingly: "I...I am
Your royal father, you cannot do such a thing as killing your father to seize the throne!!"
"Really?" Mr. Yun said lightly with a smile: "Isn't it the tenth emperor's younger brother who killed his father and seized the throne??"
"You..." The emperor was speechless for a moment. He couldn't help but move back, and said in a horrified voice: "Why are you doing this!? Mu Ying, my father treats you well!!"
"My father treats his children well..." The smile on Mr. Yun's face suddenly froze. A pair of dark jade-like eyes looked at him emotionlessly through the mask, and said slowly: "But how did my father treat me well?"
Has the father forgotten the way he treats his subjects’ mothers and concubines??”
"My mother-in-law..." The long sword in Mr. Yun's hand moved closer to the emperor's neck, and his voice was cold: "You just ignored my mother-in-law's wishes because she looks a bit like him.
You took her by force, and even though you made her a concubine in the palace, she hated you until she died."
"You obviously doted on her so much that she almost fell in love with you, but you were so obsessed with another woman who looked like him that you abandoned your mother and concubine, so that she never saw you again until she died."
