Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 387 Error
Murong Liuying was suddenly at a loss for words, and her eyes were full of strangeness.

Zhao Yuankai stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at her, and asked back:
"What's wrong with me?"

"You... aren't you benevolent and loving the people? Once the dragon's veins are revived, there will be endless killings!" Murong Liuying trembled.

"Did I provoke this killing?" Zhao Yuankai asked again.

"But...but..."

"But what?"

Murong Liuying suddenly shuddered, and suddenly came to her senses.

She got it.

Zhao Yuankai just let the Eastern Desolation Sect revive the dragon veins.

During this process, sacrificing life to a desolate slave is killing and a crime!
If Murong Wutian would not stop dying, he would still be giving others a handle, which would give Zhao Yuankai another reason to suppress him!

This is not a settlement!
This... this is persecution!

Murong Liuying took three steps back, staring at Zhao Yuankai with staring eyes, her eyes filled with disbelief, and her heart was full of turmoil.

Today's Emperor Tianwu actually has such a dark hand! !

Murong Liuying subconsciously looked at Mengye Qingyou, but seeing Mengye Qingyou's indifferent face, she just said something that made her feel obscure:
"Emperor, don't care about deeds."

Murong Liuying was confused, and her thinking began to be confused again. In front of these two wise men, she clearly felt that her brain was not enough.

At this time, Qingyou took a step, sighed lightly, and said:

"Reviving the dragon veins and restarting the prosperous age of martial arts, this is a feat that will benefit the Southern Cangyu, it is what His Majesty expects, and it is also the wish of all people!"

"Of course, there is a price to pay for reviving the dragon's veins, and some people bear infamy."

"However, His Majesty has already promised you."

promise?

What promise?
Murong Liuying thought about it for a long time, and only remembered one sentence, let Qingyou and Youzhou be as prosperous and peaceful as Chang'an.

But she, the Murong family, has been infamous for thousands of years.

"No, you can't do this! Your Majesty, you are driving my Murong family to a dead end! No, no!"

Murong Liuying retreated again and again, shaking her head desperately.

She didn't dare to think about it.

However, Zhao Yuankai snorted coldly and said:
"Then tell me, what should I do?"

"Over the past 800 years, the Eastern Desolation God Sect has encroached on Qingyou Two Prefectures step by step. Ninety-nine and ninety-one broken dragon nails have been pulled out until now, and there are only two left. How many people in Qingyou Two Prefectures have you sacrificed alive? Do you know? ?"

"You don't know! Come on, I'll tell you, 21! A full 21!"

"Also, the three hundred sects in the three thousand mountains have raised hundreds of thousands of sect disciples. What do they rely on? Drinking the blood of the people in Qingyou and Erzhou!"

"You, the Murong family, were not forced to a dead end by me, you chose it yourself!"

"You don't believe it, do you?"

"Okay, I will let you go back to the Canghuang Mountain Range, to see if you can hold Murong Wutian back, and to see if he is willing to let it go!"

What Zhao Yuankai said was angered.

Murong Liuying trembled and looked at Zhao Yuankai pitifully.

She knew very well in her heart that Murong Wutian would not give up, and those figures were indeed true!
"But... But the Broken Dragon Nail was planted by Zhao Wuji, the patriarch of the great Han Dynasty. The origin of all these disasters is because of you!" Murong Liuying subconsciously said.

"Heh...there would be no big man without Taizu. The thirteen states on both sides of the Han River are like the two states of Qingyou, a barren land!" Zhao Yuan sneered.

Speaking of this, Zhao Yuankai lost patience and directly refuted:
"I spare your life, not to reconcile with you, Murong, but because you haven't fallen too deeply, and to give you a chance to redeem!"

"You don't understand people's hearts, and you don't understand tactics, or...you were born in the Murong family, it was a mistake!"

"Forget it, Qingyou will take her down!"

After saying that, Zhao Yuankai flicked his sleeves and turned his back to Murong Liuying.

Qingyou bowed her body to take the order, and then dragged Murong Liuying out of Xuanshi Palace and back to Guanju Palace.

Along the way, Murong Liuying remained silent.

After entering the Guanju Palace, he went straight to the octagonal pavilion in the back garden, watching the carp playing in the pond with dull eyes.

It was a mistake to be born in the Murong family!
These words had a great impact on Murong Liuying.

And all the things that happened in the past two days completely subverted the unique mentality that she had cultivated in her short 18 years of life.

Qingyou came over and stood beside Murong Liuying.

At this time, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, reflected in the pool water, silent and bright.

"The most painful thing for a person is to deny everything in the past, and the most helpless thing is that there are many things that you can't choose."

After a while, Qingyou opened his mouth and said.

Murong Liuying sat on the stone bench, staring at the moon in the water, silent.

Qing You was standing all the time, looking at the moon in the sky, sighed lightly, and said:
"Your Majesty seldom gets angry. You just didn't want to hide what you said just now. You can take it as a conspiracy, but in fact... Your Majesty has no choice!"

"Murong Wutian will not stop. Hannan's anti-king is about to attack with a million troops. Some things are destined to happen, and some changes are destined to be based on the foundation of the bones!"

"However, when you met His Majesty today and expressed your attitude, it means that you have accepted His Majesty's promise. No matter what happens in the future, Your Majesty will show mercy to your Murong clan."

Speaking of this, Qingyou glanced at the moon in the water in the fish pond, the breeze blew by, ripples swayed, and the moon in the water suddenly shattered.

Qingyou turned around and walked towards the bedroom with gentle steps, leaving Murong Liuying alone in the octagonal pavilion watching the pool calm and the moon shadow recover.

The next day, dawn.

To the east of Chang'an, the three armies stand tall!
In the Golden Dragon Palace, the maids served Zhao Yuankai and got up and put on a dragon robe formal attire.

When she came out of the hall, Qingyou was wearing a light yellow brocade robe, reflecting the rising sun, she was so beautiful, she waited outside the hall, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Yuankai looked at Qingyou, before she could speak, he said directly:
"I know what you want to say. Her cultivation has been sealed by me. Even if the dragon veins are revived, it will not help. Let her go, it may not be a bad thing."

"My concubine understands."

Qing You breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had not misunderstood His Majesty's intentions.

Zhao Yuan looked at Qingyou intently, his eyes were soft and loving, and said:

"I want to go to the residence of the East Emperor in Chang'an, my concubine, please go back."

"The concubine resigns." Qingyou bowed and left.

After waiting for a long time, we met once and only had two sentences, but there was an amazing tacit understanding between the two.

Go out of Chengtian Gate and pass Chang'an Road.

Three thousand guards escorted, followed by hundreds of civil and military officials, and the emperor drove all the people to greet him.

Zhao Yuankai inside the chariot had cold eyes and a majestic aura, but when he left the east gate, Zhao Yuankai frowned and glanced at the direction surrounded by hundreds of people at the corner of the east gate.

There, there was an icy woman dressed in men's clothing, biting her red lips, and staring at the holy chariot with complicated eyes.

　Good night, sweet dreams
　　
　
(End of this chapter)