Chapter 439: The eyebrows are cold, it's all bullshit
"Baiyue, you are so courageous. You dare to confuse the public with your lies and lead people to break into the palace. Is it difficult to think of deceiving the emperor and committing rebellion?"
The little prince stood proudly on the steps, frowning and shouting coldly. He had an awe-inspiring power that made people forget his height and age and treat him as an adult.
"Wei Chen dare not."
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult looked at him calmly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. At the same time, he bowed slightly and said: "Reporting to the prince, I can understand your desire to protect your mother, but the queen is not just your mother.
She is still a monster causing harm to the country!"
"So as a prince and the future heir of the country, for the sake of the survival of tens of millions of people, you should kill your relatives out of justice and persuade His Majesty the Witch King to kill the queen, instead of stubbornly ignoring the people of Nanzhao for your own selfish interests, please
His Royal Highness the Prince has a clear warning!"
"Please, Your Highness, kill your relatives and kill the queen out of justice!"
"Please, Your Highness, kill your relatives and kill the queen out of justice!"
With just a few words from Bai Yue, everything became justifiable and justified, standing on the moral high ground, and even deceived the surging public opinion, pointing the finger directly at the little prince.
Although Xiaozhengtai is young and mature, he is still only a six-year-old child after all. At this time, being threatened by the sound of the roaring mountains and the tsunami, he felt as if he was a lonely boat in the huge waves, with everyone in the world against him. His face turned pale and he was unable to deal with it.
"The Witch King has arrived!"
At this moment, only a long recitation was heard, and then bursts of dull and roaring footsteps came from inside and on both sides of the palace. The Witch King arrived surrounded by the forbidden troops in the palace. He stood on the steps and immediately made people...
Baiyue, who took the three children behind him and looked at the crowd below, said in a deep voice: "Does the leader really have to be like this?"
"I have worked so hard for the sake of Your Majesty and the Kingdom of Nanzhao." Baiyue replied calmly, then waved her hand: "Bring the Witch Queen."
The surging crowd in the square automatically separated, and a woman in Miao costume was brought up by several imperial guards. Her hands were locked with cast iron shackles, and she was led up in chains like a prisoner in public.
high tower.
But even though he was in jail, he still couldn't hide his noble and holy beauty. Every move he raised his hands and feet revealed the grace and kindness of his mother.
She is the current Witch Queen, this generation's descendant of Nuwa, Lin Qing'er, the biological mother of Zhao Ling'er and the little prince.
"Kill the queen and kill the evil spirits!"
Baiyue spoke calmly, and his understatement seemed to have infinite magic power. It instantly caused the angry people to go even crazier, shouting: "Kill the queen! Kill to the back! Kill to the back..."
The Witch King's face changed drastically, and his heart was like a knife. He looked at his beloved wife, and said with deep helplessness and guilt: "Qing'er, I'm sorry for you."
Qing'er looked at the Witch King calmly and said calmly: "Your Majesty, I have never blamed you, I know... For Your Majesty, convicting me must be more difficult than making any decision...
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The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult seemed not to want to let the poor couple talk any more, and shouted righteously: "Your Majesty, she is no longer your queen, but a devil who subverts the country and deserves to be killed!"
"Deserve to kill! Deserve to kill! Deserve to kill..."
There was another call and a hundred responses, and the entire palace was full of roars to kill the queen. Even some of the palace guards who were supposed to be absolutely loyal to the royal family participated in it. In this riot, it was like a volcano that was gathering and could be ignited at any time.
It broke out and turned the entire royal family and Nanzhao Kingdom into ashes.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
The Witch King was frightened in his heart and hurriedly shouted orders, but no one listened to him. Instead, Baiyue raised his hand gently, and all the sounds immediately stopped!
The meaning of this gap is self-evident... Now the prestige of the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect in the hearts of the people of Nanzhao Kingdom has far exceeded that of the Witch King!
In fact, at this time, there were still some loyal and righteous people supporting the royal family, including Shi Gonghu, the patriarch of the three dynasties. If the Witch King dared to make a decision, although he might not win, it would be better than sending his beloved wife to the guillotine with his own hands.
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As a bloody man, he will definitely choose to fight to the death.
But the Witch King is first and foremost the king of a country. The ties and scruples in his heart obviously exceed those of a man and his husband. He hesitated, with unwillingness and regret in his eyes...
The Witch Queen Qing'er kept staring at him. Originally, there seemed to be a trace of expectation in her eyes, but after seeing that trace of hesitation, it dissipated, leaving only a calm and righteous calmness, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, there is no turning back.
, you just make the decision.”
"No", the Witch King shook his head absentmindedly and said subconsciously: "I can't make this decision..."
The Witch Queen Qing'er also shook her head, "Our people have been deceived by moon worship, and there is nothing you and I can do."
"Who says nothing can be done!"
Suddenly a childish voice sounded, and the little prince stood out from the crowd, came to the Witch Queen, and said loudly: "Mother, as a descendant of Nuwa, you have the blood of a demigod and have the great power to protect the earth. You are just a piece of mortal iron."
How can the forged shackles hold you?"
While speaking, he raised his hand to worship the moon and said coldly: "You only need to kill this monster who deceives the people, and the people will naturally wake up, and all dangers will be solved!"
After the words fell, the entire square fell silent. Even the brainwashed people stared blankly at the figure of the child who seemed weak but seemed to be as tall as a giant, with shock in their eyes.
No one expected that such decisive and decisive words would come from the mouth of a boy who was only six or seven years old.
In comparison, the Witch King's indecision is even more lamentable.
As a descendant of Nuwa, Qing'er's strength is naturally extraordinary. In theory, even if he cannot kill Bai Yue, he is still strong enough to compete with her.
But the Witch Queen just shook her head indifferently, knelt down, touched the face of her child, who had looked different since childhood, and said with a smile: "Feng'er, we are descendants of Nuwa, and all the common people are my life."
, these people in the audience are just like you, they are also the children of the mother, and their suffering will make my heartache, just like committing seppuku! Of course I am worried that they are bewitched, but how can I bear to hurt them? "
The little prince replied indifferently: "The purpose of killing Baiyue is to save them from ignorance and no longer be manipulated by others!"
The Witch Queen Qing'er sighed: "Worshiping the moon has become a god in their hearts. Even if I can kill him for my mother, these people will not give up. It will inevitably trigger a great disaster sweeping the country. If I kill him for my mother,
If you don't worship the moon, the result will only be worse, so I would rather sacrifice myself for my mother than see that happen."
"Mother!"
The little prince's voice suddenly rose, he knelt down with a bang, and screamed miserably: "Don't you think about your child or your sister? If you just leave like this, what will she do?"
"My child, you are still young and don't understand. This is my mother's way and my fate!"
The Witch Queen Qing'er looked at her son lovingly, but her tone was still so calm and she said with a frightening smile: "Feng'er, one day you will understand...know the way of heaven, understand the holy way, and be able to access the virtues of the emperor from all directions.
Naturally, you know how to let everything go naturally, and nothing can disturb your heart, so you can put aside life and death. Now, mother, as long as you remember, mother loves you and Ling'er more deeply than anyone else, but she will not do it for her own little love.
Then I gave up my great love for the world..."
The Witch Queen knew that she would never have the chance to talk to her flesh and blood again, so she gave the last teaching in her life based on the principles of the Tao that she had understood, regardless of whether a child could understand.
"Is this the Tao?" the little prince suddenly calmed down and asked quietly.
The Witch Queen nodded, "Yes, this is..."
"Shit!"
The little prince stood up suddenly, his eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and shouted:
"It's all bullshit!"
"Father!" He roared, turned around and pointed angrily at the Witch King, saying: "You, the majestic king of a country, allowed the country to be controlled by monsters and allowed the people to be deceived and deceived. Until today, the situation is irreversible. You are already stupid! Now!
But you don’t even dare to protect your wife to the death, and let her suffer humiliation in front of everyone. This is even more cowardly and incompetent! You, the Witch King, don’t matter if you don’t deserve it, but you are worse than shit if you become one!”
"Bastard!" The Witch King's face turned white and red, and he roared: "Come here, take the prince down..."
