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Chapter 317 Yu Fengming

Why can't he be emperor?Back then, his father and the late emperor ruled the world, so why is his Xiao family ruling the world?Their Yu family wants to be a minister?
Since he was sensible since he was a child, the nanny told him that the high position should belong to him, because his blood is nobler than those people, and now he can only look at that position!

His father is simply weak and incompetent, and it is impossible to expect him to be on the throne.

The old lady looked at Yu Fengming distressedly. He was supposed to be a member of the royal family, but he became the child of a king of the opposite sex. On the surface, he lacked the rhetoric of royal blood.

This is not a matter at all. The winners and losers, history is written by the winners.

As long as her son sits on the throne, who would dare to say that her son's blood is not noble?
The old lady wiped her tears in distress, this is his most beloved child!

Seeing that he was starting to lose his composure because of the injury, her heart ached like a needle.

"Feng Ming, it's almost here! We've been waiting for so many years, we're waiting for the national teacher to come, as long as the national teacher arrives, it's time for us to fight back." The old lady tried her best to comfort him.

She has harbored hatred for decades, and her heart is more tormented than his.

Those from General Ji's mansion, those from the Xiao family, and the Marquis of Jinling, she will never let them go!

When Yu Fengming heard that the national teacher was about to leave the customs, he immediately suppressed his irritable mood, "Are you serious? The national teacher is really going to leave the customs?"

If there is a national teacher, his chances of winning the throne will be much greater.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course it's true, the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet will be in a few days, and the national teacher is already on his way. Don't worry, that seat is yours."

She has done so many things for the national teacher, and the only condition is to support her son to become the emperor. That high position belongs to her son.

Now she has done all the things that the national teacher asked, and it is time for the national teacher to fulfill her promise.

Yu Fengming walked up and down the room excitedly. He had been preparing for so many years just for this day.

He calmly arranged for his own people to join the Yunan Army, and quietly contacted the ministers of the current court, just for the throne.

Now he is finally getting his wish!

Lying leisurely on the roof and listening to the bodhi protector in the corner, he heard all the conversations between the two of them clearly.

"It's really trying to die!" The Bodhi Dharma protector left the place in a flash.

When Prince Yu heard the news brought back by Bodhi Dharma Protector, he angrily swept away everything on the table.

"Bastard! They treat my son like that, and still want to sit on the throne? Dreaming!"

At this time, King Yunan was so decadent that he could no longer see his original appearance, his beard was unkempt, his eyes were hollow, and he completely lost the desire to live.

It was he who was sorry for his wife. His son was tortured and killed by the enemy, but he treated the enemy's son as his own and loved him for so many years.

He is so damned!

King Yunan slapped himself twice, he hated it!

Seeing the scene in the memory bead, the tide of regret almost overwhelmed him, and he spent every moment of these few days in torment and regret.

The bodhi protector sighed, killing people and punishing their hearts is nothing more than that, right?

Miss Ji is really good at thinking!

"My lord, are we going to find Miss Ji?" Bodhi Dharma Protector asked.

If you want to get rid of the old lady, you must cooperate with Ji Yao, after all, the person behind the old lady is the national teacher.

A cold light flashed in King Yunan's eyes, "Of course I have to go to her, isn't she planning all these things?"

No matter how ignorant he was, he knew that he was being calculated. Since his princess passed away, he has been groping and complaining all day long. If he hadn't had two children, he would have gone with his princess long ago.

Now that he finds out that his son is not his own son, and his daughter is divorced from him, what's the point of living like this?
Those people want to be on the throne, but he is not as good as they want!

Protector Bodhi touched his nose, Miss Ji is also a talent.

Come up and kill your heart directly.

The two went directly to the castle in the air, and in the special box, Ji Yao was already waiting here.

"Miss, you gave me such a big gift before we met, how do you think I should pay you back?" King Yunan went to the room and got straight to the point.

Protector Bodhi folded his arms and followed in leisurely with small steps.

Ji Yao glanced at King Yunan, and had to say that the middle-aged King Yunan was also considered a handsome man, wearing a light blue embroidered jade bamboo gown, with a palm-width belt binding his strong waist without fat, A jade pendant with a dragon pattern representing King Yunan hung on his waist, and the light blue tassels swayed slightly as he walked.

Not too big or too small to walk in all directions, walking calmly and elegantly, the feeling of oppression around the body makes people shudder.

That is Ji Yao, if others are in front of him, they will be too scared to look up.

Ji Yao casually poured him a glass of water, "My lord doesn't have to be so angry, I'm kind, I don't want my lord to live in deception all the time, don't I?"

She plotted against Prince Yu, who made his daughter her sworn enemy?
"Hmph! Good intentions? I never knew that General Ji is such an upright person, and his granddaughter is actually a master of calculating people's hearts." Prince Yu's face was stinky.

Old General Ji is also someone he admires. He has been an upright person all his life, but his granddaughter is actually a person who has a dark heart.

I don't know if Old General Ji knows the true face of his granddaughter?

"Prince Yu, are you here today to make sarcastic remarks?" Ji Yao only felt that this prince was pitiful.

The majestic King Yunan was being played around so much that he couldn't tell whether the people around him were humans or ghosts.

King Yunan suppressed the anger in his heart, and then said, "Tell me! What do you want to do with such a big game of chess?"

Ji Yao lured everyone to the imperial city step by step, just to catch them all.

If he can't see these things clearly, he will have lived all these years in vain.

"Ye Wangye is transparent. I have no hostility towards Yu Wangye. It is your daughter who has a grudge against me in the past life, and the old lady has a grudge against my mother. She gave my mother to traffickers. My mother's miserable life, and the misfortune of everyone in the General's Mansion are also because of the old lady, this grudge is not in vain!"

"There is also the national teacher. All of this is because he is behind the scenes. The national teacher is also the person I want to get rid of. Why do you think I played such a big game of chess?" Ji Yao asked back.

Yunan Wang stood up abruptly, "Impossible! You have never met Yu Rao before, how could you have any hatred?"

His son is gone, and this daughter is the only one by his side. He will never let anything happen to her again!
Ji Yao sneered, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of the tea, and said lightly, "Master Yu, are you sure that your daughter is still your daughter?"

Her daughter's body has been taken away long ago, she is not the former Yurao at all.

The current Yurao has had her soul replaced by the national teacher.

"Why not?" King Yunan was puzzled.

Although his daughter has not been very close to him these years, she is also the daughter of his blood!
"Don't believe me? Then I'll make you understand." Ji Yao waved her hand, and a complicated totem flew out of her palm.

Scenes appeared in the mid-air of the room, like a movie, and even the words were clear.

(End of this chapter)