The emperor of South Vietnam died.

This means that the prince Mu Lengqiu succeeded in his rightful place.

Whether true or not, the entire palace is immersed in depression and sadness.

Officials are no longer facing up, but are waiting at home every day for news they want or do n’t want.

On the day of his father's death, all officials kneeled down the stairs in front of the hall. He and several other princes were quietly waiting outside. They all cried heartbroken, only he did not.

He knelt there, thinking that his father had been harsh on him before, and he would personally check on his reading and teach him martial arts. As long as he doesn't do well, he will be severely beaten.

I remember one time he couldn't get out of bed, and that was the worst time he cried, lying on the bed and wetting the pillow. His mother-in-law, while crying, gave him medicine without saying a word.

That was the last time he cried.

Since then he will never be called out to play football, and will never sneak out with them again.

He discovered something more important than playing.

He was forced by his father to lose his childhood, but now the other brothers who have been forced by him have lost hope.

He should thank his father, but couldn't cry for him.

The most ruthless emperor's house.

Some people may find him ruthless, but what about it, who dares to say no to him now?

Everything is now in his hands, and even if he kills his father-in-law himself, only someone will applaud.

The other princes had settled on the overall situation, and they all went back. Only Mu Lengqiu did not. He accompanied his emperor for 3 days and 3 nights, and he did not close his eyes until he was buried.

Mu Lengqiu's eyes were bloodshot, but he was very determined.

Standing at the highest point of the building, he looked down at the entire South Vietnam city.

Now South Vietnam is his.

Only Ye Qingyi.

He won't give up on her.

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Nishiike country is now trembling throughout the country.

The gates of the city were all under martial law.

Although these ordinary people cannot know what is happening in the palace, they are surprisingly sensitive to political changes. They can't go out if they can't go out.

This day is about to change.

The Royal Palace now seemed to be the Temple of Rakshasa.

Blood strewn the stairs, as if turned into a red carpet, a ladder.

Those who climbed it would not become kings.

Obviously, Su Yixia is the former.

He had just killed his elder brother in front of his father-in-law, and the sense of taboo made him unable to control himself and the urge to ruin everything.

"You filial son! What are you doing now!"

The old emperor stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Yixia.

It may be due to excessive indulgence or stress. His fingers were full of wrinkles, showing his old age.

"Can't I see what Father Emperor did?"

Su Yixia smiled scornfully, and the curvature of her mouth was so disdainful.

The old emperor of Xichi Kingdom lowered his head and could not say anything.

Yes, how could he not know.

He is old.

And this son is better than the prince he cultivated himself. Even harder than him.

"what do you want."

Although he knew it, he was lucky enough to ask.

What does he want?

He certainly wanted Ye Qingyi the most.

He didn't know why there was such a big obsession, just remembering that when he first met her, the figure of allure became his obsession.

"From tomorrow on, you can be your emperor with peace of mind."

No one can give him what he wants, he can only fight for it himself.

"Come, send a letter to the emperor of South Vietnam."

Mu Lengqiu was already dressed in a yellow robe at this time, and his face was as white as jade, with a sword and eyebrows. It was a sharp-edged side face, but it looked softer under the candle.

He has approved a memorial for a day.

Many people and things in South Vietnam need to change, so that he can better control the situation.

"Emperor, it's been a day's work, so let's take a break."

I don't know when the niece was born to remind him.

The voice was so sweet that it reminded him of Ye Qingyi's delicate voice.

He slowly raised his head.

This is indeed a good face, and she also wore a skirt with a waist seal, which seemed to be awkward, but her chest was soft.

Makeup is also not fine, pear blossoms with rain, I still want to talk.

A man can't bear to punish her.

Mu Lengqiu pinched her chin.

"Do you know what time it is? Dare to come to me."

As soon as the maiden heard it, her face turned white.

Ye Qingyi hasn't got it yet. He hates others for bothering him now.

"Drag it out."

"The Emperor! The Emperor's life! The Emperor's slaves will never dare! The Emperor ..."

"and many more."

This remark was a natural sound to the maid.

"It's a stick."

After saying that don't bother him, even dare to make trouble.

The maiden face was so ashamed that she forgot to call.

"emperor!"

The dark guard beside Mu Lengqiu suddenly appeared.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"This is a secret letter from the emperor of Xichi Kingdom."

Emperor of Xichi Kingdom? Su Yixia?

Mu Lengqiu slowly opened the letter and sneered.

This ... is also a smart person.

It has been a long time since Mu Lengqiu and Su Yixia took the throne.

Huang Fuyi knew the changes in these two countries at the first time, and knew that maybe he would be in trouble.

"Huang Fuyi, you are always frowning these days. What happened?"

Ye Qingyi walked behind him softly, but he didn't expect him to notice it.

"Some anxious people are about to bite."

Huang Fuyi turned her head, held up a strand of Ye Qingyi's hair, and kissed gently.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Qingyi watched his action beating like a thunder, and scolded him for lack of energy. He looked up and saw that he was staring at himself with a smile.

He was dressed in white and his face seemed to be a work of God. Every time she saw her, she almost felt different.

This made her blush.

"Why, don't you welcome me?" Ye Qingyi's eyes waved slightly, a sly look.

Huang Fuyi hugged her with a low smile and asked her to sit down with her and let her lean in her arms.

"It's not very welcome."

Huang Fuyi's evil voice came from above his head. Ye Qingyi heard his head raised suddenly, but his lips were locked.

This bastard, she was deceived by his appearance again. He is a complete evil, so don't come to him next time!

In the middle of noisy, night falls.

Ye Qingyi has fallen asleep.

Huang Fuyi stayed quietly by her bed, as if she took care of him.

When he thought of it, his heart was full of happiness, and only she could fill it.

Great, she loves herself.

Otherwise ... he didn't know what he would do.

Just like these two lunatics.

Huang Fuyi squeezed the letter sent to him by the dark guard, and his face suddenly became cold and ruthless.

"Dark Guard. From today on, you will protect Ye Qingyi for me. I lose your hair if I lose one hair."

An Wei stunned, and immediately knelt down in front of Huang Fuyi.

"Subordinates understand."

This is the future mother-in-law, and there must be no slight errors.

Sure enough, as expected by Huang Fuyi, less than two days later, the South Vietnamese nation sent troops to the East Lai nation.

This is already a headache, who would have thought that a few days later, the Xichi State also sent troops to the Donglai State. At this time, the two emperors on the east border and one on the west border forced the emperor of Donglai to disperse their forces and confronted them. However, the gap between the forces was too great, and even the defense could not afford it.

The emperor of Donglai Kingdom invited Huang Fuyi to discuss countermeasures in the past. How could Huang Fuyi not know what Mu Lengqiu and Su Yixia thought, but he could not say anything.

It's really tricky.

"Emperor, please give me some time first, and I will come up with a solution."

Huang Fuyi first appeased the emperor and secretly began to prepare for a counterattack.

It was just that he hadn't waited for the arrangement, and the South Vietnamese and the West Chi countries sent their second troops.

And this time, Donglai country really couldn't support it.