The sick and charming prince is also acting affectionately today

An unremarkable early dynasty, but full of situations, all kinds of reversals, the degree of splendor, even those old ministers in their 60s and [-]s who are used to seeing strong winds and waves, are shocked, which is something I have only seen in my life.

The prince conspired against the emperor and pointed his sword at the emperor. It is already a big drama for father and son to fight each other. It is still fake to take over the emperor.

The life and death of the real emperor is unknown, but the false emperor is actually the decapitated King Lu? !
For a while, people couldn't tell who was the traitor, and then King Lu and the prince fought.

The king of Lu, who failed in the rebellion and was decapitated, has actually penetrated half of the court.

The courtiers responded as soon as they called, and even the imperial guards listened to his orders.

The eyes of the few Qingzheng courtiers were filled with despair. Such a court has no law, no majesty, and no etiquette.

Rebellious ministers and thieves ascended the Ming Hall, the emperor Tianwei swept the floor, this court is about to end.

But the Prince and King Lu were already jealous. At first, they stood behind the guards and confronted each other, letting the soldiers below fight.

Maybe it was the blood that aroused the murderous intent. The two looked at each other, new hatred and old hatred welled up in their hearts. The killing move greeted the other party.

It was also at this time that everyone was shocked to discover that King Lu and the prince were both very powerful in kung fu, and their murderous aura was fierce, and the wind that rolled up seemed to be able to kill people.

King Lu grinned: "Prince and nephew, you really surprised me. You are smart and ruthless. Uncle really likes you. It's a pity...you have to die here."

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, how could King Lu leave behind such a powerful threat.

The prince also made no effort to conceal the murderous intent on his face: "Uncle Wang should have died a long time ago, but he is not satisfied with the place where his bones are buried? Also, for a traitor like you, dying on the Golden Temple is indeed more beautiful than the battlefield gone."

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, after you die, Gu will definitely prepare a good coffin for you, so that you can be buried with honor."

King Lu: "Nephew has a heart, but this good coffin is for you...keep it for yourself!"

The two fought more and more fiercely, and a large field was vacated in the middle of the Golden Luan Hall for them to play.

It can be seen that the kung fu of the two is comparable, but the prince is younger after all, and if he continues to fight, King Lu may not be his opponent.

Lu Wang's minions watched anxiously, and Chu Zhoulan also watched anxiously. He eagerly waited for both of them to lose.

No, it should be the prince who died and King Lu who was seriously injured.

If the crown prince is alive, he may not be able to ascend the throne in a legitimate way. Only if the crown prince is dead, he will take action to kill King Lu, a traitorous official. Completely sit on the throne.

Seeing that King Lu was injured and at a disadvantage, Chu Zhoulan's palms were bleeding.

It happened that a soldier had his hand cut off, and the severed arm and knife flew down in front of him.

He picked up the knife as if obsessed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the prince without blinking.

He saw the opportunity, and when the prince was beaten back by the king of Lu, he suffocated the ruthlessness of his whole body and stabbed the prince in the back.

Suddenly, a long sword blocked his knife, and at the same time directed his strength to King Lu.

"Your Highness, if you want to help, you must find the right direction. The traitors are there!"

It's Qu Lang!
Chu Zhoulan didn't even think about why Qu Lang wanted to help the prince, so he met King Lu face to face, and then he was killed by the red-eyed King Lu with a knife.

And in this gap of less than two breaths, the prince came behind King Lu like a ghost, and pierced King Lu's chest with a sword from his heart.

As soon as King Lu pulled the knife out of Chu Zhoulan's hand, he was killed by a piercing sword, so that he had no strength to resist.

"Pfft!"

The long sword was drawn out, and King Lu's body staggered a step before falling to the ground. The next moment, the bloody sword edge came with a murderous aura.

In the last consciousness of King Lu, he only saw a flash of blood, and he stared intently, unwilling to die.

"Boom!"

The severed head fell heavily on the ground, and the muffled sound was especially deafening.

"King Lu is dead!"

Qu Lang shouted, and the two sides who were fighting stopped instantly, but the pause was only for a moment, and the next moment they counterattacked again, taking down all the followers of King Lu.

The Empress Dowager who heard the news in the harem hurried in with people, and when she got to the door, what she saw was the moment when King Lu's head fell to the ground, and she was dumbfounded.

Ignoring the shadows of swords and swords, I rushed in, tears streaming down my face, and panicked: "No...no... son!!"

A shrill scream pierced the sky, it was the desperate cry of a mother.

The Empress Dowager held King Lu's head, hugged it tightly, raised her head and stared at the prince viciously, her tearful eyes were full of deep hatred, quenched with poison, she wished to cut the prince into pieces, and tears flowed from her eyes: "Prince ...The Ai family wants you to pay for my son's life..."

The queen mother roared, but she was so excited that she passed out immediately after the roar.

King Lu is a traitor, but the Queen Mother is also the mother of Emperor Xuan.

As a grandson, the prince can't do anything to the queen mother, let alone kill her.

But the current queen mother is not a big threat to him, and there is no need to kill grandma in public.

Raise your hand: "Send the queen mother back."

The Queen Mother was taken away, and the overall situation in the Golden Luan Hall was settled.

Mr. Xie Ge and the others seemed to have seen the prince sitting on the dragon chair. On the surface, they were still in shock, but their hearts were crackling. A group of old foxes were already thinking about how to divide the power of the new court.

However, other people are not fools. Knowing that they must not be able to pick cheap ones, they naturally don't want to watch others share their fat. Immediately, someone stood up and asked: "His Royal Highness is wise and powerful, and I am the one who kills traitors." The blessing of the dynasty and the blessing of the common people, the current chaos is over, and the traitors are punished, and everything should be back on track, I wonder where the emperor is now?"

The life and death of the emperor is unknown, and this life requires seeing people and dead bodies. The prince cannot just ascend to the throne like this.

Who knows if the prince will save the emperor, then imprison the emperor, or simply kill him silently, in order to seize power.

Chu Yunjiang wiped the blood on the sword slowly with a handkerchief, looked at her own image reflected on the sword, and twitched the corners of her lips mockingly: "You should ask King Lu about this, how does Gu know?"

"But King Lu is dead!"

"The crown prince should save King Lu's life just now, at least the emperor must be found." Someone was pretending and worried.

"Or His Royal Highness never thought about it..."

The more the man spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he couldn't continue.

But no one understands his thoughts. Now that there is no emperor, it is the best chance for the crown prince to ascend the throne. The crown prince probably doesn't want to find the emperor at all.

The human heart is dirty and human nature is so.

"Keng!" The prince pointed his sword at the man, approaching with murderous aura.

That man was only a fifth-rank speech officer, and he was only good at talking. Facing this terrifying murderous aura, he was completely frightened, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground without any hope.