Time and space seemed to be frozen at this moment.
The old emperor closed his eyes, with a smile of relief still on his lips.
Wang Fugui's face was expressionless, but his heart was extremely panicked.
What am I doing?
Am I regicide?
Am I patricide?
Why should I do this?
Why do you want to be such a traitor?
Did he force me to do this?
Yes, he forced me.
But...if I don't want to, what's the use of him forcing me?
Wang Fugui pulled out the soft sword and looked at the blood stains remaining on the sword, trembling slightly.
He can't deceive his own heart, he is a patricide and regicide... a thief!
After all, has it come to this point?
Wang Fugui closed his eyes in pain.
From the beginning, he formed the Fugui Chamber of Commerce and gathered the world's masters, not only to protect himself, but also to be able to rebel and proclaim the emperor with his own hands one day when things are over.
But later, as he got better and more powerful, he put this idea behind him.
This time, his original plan was to force the palace, depose the prince, make himself the prince, and then force his father to abdicate, so that he could legitimately succeed to the throne.
Even if he does not force his father to abdicate, he can still vacate the emperor and control the palace. The emperor is not going to die soon, so he can wait a little longer until the emperor dies before he succeeds.
He can wait.
But now, he did the most unexpected thing and killed his father with his own hands.
Wang Fugui took a deep breath and calmed down his mind.
He held the sword and turned to look at the prince kneeling on the ground.
The prince raised his head and looked at him tremblingly, looking at the blood on his face and the blood-tempered sword in his hand.
His eyes were full of fear, and he felt that the opponent's sword would hit his neck in the next second.
However, Wang Fugui took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood off the sword, wiped off the blood on his face, and tied the soft sword back to his waist.
"Brother, stand up."
Wang Fugui said coldly.
The prince knelt on the ground, his whole body limp, and looked at the other person as if he were looking at a monster.
The person in front of him is not the sixth brother he is familiar with. He is not the younger brother who was once in front of him because he was naughty and refused to endorse, and he gently touched the top of his head to admonish him.
Rather, it was a ferocious beast that could swallow him whole and eat him alive.
He was still afraid, but the object of fear changed from his father to the sixth brother in front of him.
At this moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and his sixth brother.
The sixth brother was born to be an emperor, but he was nothing more than a weak coward, a clown who looked like a monkey.
Facing his father, he could only kneel and tremble, but his sixth brother dared to look coldly at him and rebuke loudly.
The father asked the two brothers to kill the father himself. He would only beg for mercy in fear, but the sixth brother dared to draw his sword and stab him.
The gap is too big.
At this moment, the prince suddenly laughed, laughing crazily, and his laughter was full of relief.
Finally... finally I don't have to fight anymore.
Finally, I no longer have to bear the pressure of my father.
Finally, he no longer had to worry that the brothers would snatch his position.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The prince was crying and laughing, for the first time in his life, he was so wanton and so relaxed.
Wang Fugui walked to the imperial edict, picked up the imperial edict that killed all his people, opened it, confirmed it was correct, and threw it directly into the charcoal basin.
The unpleasant smell of burning cloth arose in the room.
Wang Fugui took the other two imperial edicts, walked up to the prince, and said coldly,
"Brother Emperor, you have to accompany me to finish singing this scene, do as I say, and do what you should do."
The prince looked up at him and said with a wry smile,
"After I finish singing with you, will you let me live?"
"I don't want to kill you, but someone wants you dead. The revenge of Marshal Yue must be avenged. Nian An will kill you personally.
However, if you cooperate with me and finish the trick, I will give your son Wang Ye a fiefdom, so that your family will have food, clothing, and peace for the rest of their lives.
Otherwise... the whole family will be executed. "
The prince raised his head, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar sixth brother in front of him with complicated eyes, and suddenly smiled.
He moved his body, knelt down to the Sixth Prince, and kowtowed.
"The guilty minister... Wang Zhen, pays homage to... Your Majesty!"
Under everyone's gaze, the door of the bedroom opened.
The sixth prince, Wang Hao, stepped out, holding two imperial edicts in his hands.
Behind him was the lost prince.
Seeing this scene, the commander of the Imperial Guards, Lu Bing, said in a loud voice,
"Your Majesty has ordered that the first prince to walk out of the palace shall be...Okawa Shin-kun."
"Commander of the Forbidden Guards, Lu Bing, pays homage to Your Majesty!"
Lu Bing knelt down on one knee, and hundreds of imperial guards behind him knelt down in unison.
"Greetings to Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"
On both sides, several palace maids came out, holding dragon robes, crowns and jade belts in their hands, and walked towards the sixth prince.
They put the dragon robe on him.
Put the crown on his head.
Tie the jade belt around his waist.
After getting dressed, Wang Fugui walked out with an expressionless face.
Prince, follow step by step.
Shadow glanced at him expressionlessly, then clasped his hands, and then dodged and came to the palace.
He gave the emperor, sewed up the wound, put on new clothes and put them on the bed.
When a new king ascends the throne, there must be no stain on him.
The sixth prince held the imperial edict, his face was pale, and his eyes were complicated.
Everyone can see that there is something fragile and sensitive in his heart right now.
When Nian An saw this, he frowned in distress and was about to help him.
However, the next second, Wang Fugui walked up to Han Yun and put one hand on Han Yun's shoulder.
"Thief, hold on to me."
Han Yun held up his shoulders to prevent him from falling.
Nian An looked at this scene, frowning, and his eyes looked a little strange.
At this moment when he needed the most support, the first thing this man thought of was not her as his wife or the princess, but another man.
Wang Fugui's face finally regained some color.
He knew that countless people outside had no idea what was happening inside.
Except Han Yun. ..
Han Yun must have been paying attention to the situation inside.
Therefore, Han Yun understood his mood at this time best.
"Bitch thief, I am the emperor."
"When I first met you, I finally did what I said."
Han Yun smiled, patted his back, and said with a smile,
"Stand up straight and don't live up to your father's expectations of you."
"Do you expect it? Haha, I am the emperor, not just for him to see."
Wang Fugui stood up straight, turned around, looked at the prince, and then handed the two imperial edicts in his hands to the prince.
"Prince, it is up to you to read my father's edict."
"Sinful minister, obey the order."
The prince received the imperial edict and bowed slightly.
