Chapter 2067 She is a knife that no one can afford
They agreed on a night three days later, disguised themselves, and escaped during the night.
Jiuque secretly contacted Emperor Changru, and that night, Jiuque and the emperor killed the late emperor.
At the same time, Jiuque leaked the news, and Dazhou and Honghuang launched wars against Kyushu from two directions.
The emperor was busy quelling the war as soon as he succeeded to the throne. He signed a contract with Jiuque and made a blood oath to quell the war.
By the time he secured his position, Dazhou and Honghuang had already sent people to kill Di Mingyue.
"Jiuque is ruthless. She took the information of Jiuzhou to cooperate with the two major forces, Dazhou and Anhuang. Wouldn't it be like seeking the skin of a tiger? She has no other desire. She only hopes that the two major forces will work together to kill Mingyue." Emperor Chang Ruti
She raised her hands to cover her face, her fingers were moist, and her tears welled up, "Why doesn't she kill me together? Let me accompany Mingyue!"
Qingge looked at Emperor Changru with a complicated look.
From the beginning to the end, Emperor Changru and Emperor Mingyue were the cleanest ones among the Kyushu royal family.
It turns out that the pain in Jiuque's heart is from patricide.
The emperor wanted to unify Zhongzhou because it was Dazhou and Honghuang who sent people to kill Mingyue.
"The emperor hates you." Qing Ge sighed softly.
Di Changru smiled sadly, "Yes, he hated me for taking Mingyue away without discussing it with him, which resulted in Mingyue's tragic death."
"The person behind the Pavilion Master of the Shadow Pavilion is Jiuque. When you cooperated with the Pavilion Master, didn't you cooperate with Jiuque?" Qingge asked.
"Jiuque cooperated with the pavilion master to eradicate you. Later, you were named the princess. She was finally afraid, afraid that the emperor would take action against her." The emperor sneered, "Jiuque killed his father and betrayed the country, even if he died, he would still die.
Not pityful, not worthy of sympathy. I only pity Ming Yue, who was kind-hearted and saved countless people. She should have shone brightly on the world like the moon, but she died unjustly and could not complain!"
Emperor Changru punched a tree, the skin on the back of his hand was scratched and blood seeped out.
He lowered his head and burst into tears, "It would be great if I didn't take Mingyue and flew away. The emperor could protect her, but I killed her."
At Tianqi Sea, she was poured into a glass of poisonous wine.
"She died in my arms like that. She said that she wished she would not be in the emperor's family in the next life, but would still be brother and sister in the next life." Emperor Changru trembled.
Qingge looked at Emperor Changru, thoughtfully.
Mingyue's life is full of scenery, but also her life is full of sorrow.
She received thousands of favors, but her kindness made her die in misery.
"Tch, what the hell is the Linglong Han Soul Heart? Why would the Guardian of the Nine Realms want something like that to make medicine?" In the realm of nothingness, the Snake King sat swaggering on the Nine Dragons throne and snorted with great disdain.
"You mean, Linglong Hansoul's heart is nonsense?" Qingge threw a touch of soul sound transmission towards the realm of nothingness.
"Total nonsense!"
"..."
Qingge looked at the painful Di Changru, patted him on the shoulder, and asked: "What do you want to do after struggling for so many years?"
"Ming Yue's body is with the emperor. The emperor has never accepted the news that Mingyue is dead." The emperor said: "Ming Yue's life was miserable. I don't want her to be buried in peace after her death."
"You hate the emperor too, don't you?" Qingge raised her hand and felt the breeze blowing, and said casually: "That conspiracy was also planned by the emperor. He sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, and also wanted to use the hands of Dazhou and Honghuang to destroy it.
Without your cultivation foundation, he thought he could keep Mingyue, but he failed to keep it.
He felt extremely guilty, and turned all his guilt into hatred for you. If it weren't for the emperor's connivance with Jiuque, if it weren't for the emperor's arrogance and blind self-confidence, how could Mingyue die? You want to kill the emperor, take back Mingyue's body, and want to unify
Zhongzhou, avenge Mingyue and get rid of Dazhou and Honghuang.
It's a pity that now your poison has taken effect and you need a sacrifice to survive. It's a pity that my You'er has become your sacrifice."
The emperor suddenly stood up, looking as if he was crazy. He changed from his usual gentleness and elegance.
He is like a drunkard who has been drunk for three rounds, or more like a poet who is crazy about words and finally sees the words that make his heart palpitate.
He walked towards Qingge, who stepped back.
He approached, Qingge continued to retreat.
Emperor Changru grasped Qingge's shoulders with both hands, "Ye Qingge, it's true that you are a martial arts wizard. You are also a conspirator and politician who can strategize and win thousands of miles away. If you were a chess player, you would be the best in the world.
It's your chess game. I've been waiting for that kind of person to fight side by side with me, to regain the purity of the empire with me, and never let the bright moon of the empire be desecrated again!"
The emperor went crazy.
His eyes were split, and his gentleness and elegance were replaced by demons.
"If you want everything in the world, take it all. I am willing to help you become king, as long as you help me retrieve Mingyue's body, as long as you let me kill the emperor and Jiuque, and let me destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty and Honghuang!"
Emperor Changru shouted hysterically.
"The emperor doesn't want to kill you because he wants to see your pain when you are tortured by the poison."
Qingge pushed Di Changru away, "The poison has taken over and your strength has been exhausted. You'er is my disciple. You want to take her life to save yours? Emperor Changru, if this is the case, I will never
I will let you go. If you dare to have any intention to kill You'er, I will kill you in the Jiuchong Palace during my lifetime, cut Mingyue's body into five pieces, and make her have no peace even in purgatory. I will make her go to the eighteenth level of hell.
You will never be reincarnated forever!"
In this world, everyone has purity and innocence that they spend their entire lives guarding.
Emperor Changru wants to guard Mingyue's body.
The emperor stubbornly refused to let the bright moon rest in the underworld.
And she just hoped that You'er could forget the pain he had suffered for the rest of his life.
Each is a demon, and each is a Buddha.
According to Emperor Tathagata, he is a Buddha, and there is no doubt that he protects the bright moon.
To You'er, he is a devil.
In order to protect that emptiness and purity, he is about to take Yuer's life.
Qingge's eyes were scarlet, and there was a hint of killing and coldness between the mist-shrouded brows.
The helpless look of You'er flashed through Di Changru's mind, like a wounded little sheep huddled in the quilt, not wanting him to leave.
There is also the energetic You'er, and the reserved and shy You'er, lowering his head and lowering his eyebrows, said, "I know my beauty has attracted the attention of you little thief..."
Emperor Changru closed his eyes.
In the past days, he had never cared about You'er's affairs, as long as his life was not endangered.
But when he learned about You'er's pain last night, he wanted to tear Xu Wei into pieces.
"Love in this world is hard to distinguish between true and false. Uncle Nine Emperors and Brother Nine Emperors have passed away. The living people should not bear this disaster again. Otherwise, you will have something to do with the devils who hurt Princess Mingyue.
What's the difference? Aren't you going to become the kind of person you hate the most? Remember, I will not become the emperor's lackey, nor will I become a knife in your hand. Today I can drink with you under the bright moon.
In this life, I can hold your head and sacrifice it to my dead soul tomorrow."
Qingge's eyes were cold and cold, and when she spoke, Di Changru looked at her blankly.
Like an evil spirit seeking life.
Like Shura from Jiuyou.
Black and white are her messengers, and bull heads and horse faces have become her slaves.
Emperor Changru tried his best to open his eyes wide. No one could control such a smart and enthusiastic woman.
She is a knife, a knife that no one can lift.
If you want to pick up this knife, you have to stab it into your heart first!