Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1459 Puppet

When Yelulang's eyes moved to Yeluhua, a sharp note suddenly floated out from Chunyuye's flute.

Yelulang's originally confused eyes suddenly became sharp, full of hatred.

"Father?"

Seeing his father's strange eyes, Yeluhua was stunned, "Don't you know me?"

"Beast...beast..."

Yelulang's voice was still trembling because of lack of energy, but what he said intermittently was enough to make the old officials behind Yeluhua change their expressions.

Yelulang looked at Yeluhua like an enemy, and called his son a beast as soon as he woke up. Does that mean that the king's heart has changed?

Yelulang was at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period. If he can survive this time, he will be the master of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the next few decades.

As for Yeluhua, once he is hated by his father, he might not be able to live until tomorrow.

Yelulang is more than just Yeluhua's son.

Some veterans quietly left the team behind Yeluhua.

"Father?"

Yeluhua looked at his father full of hatred, unable to recover for a while.

"My son..."

"Don't call me a widow like that!" Yelulang gradually regained his strength, scratching his neck nervously, "It's all your fault, it's all..."

"Kneel down to the widow!"

Veins twitched on Yeluhua's forehead, and under the watchful eyes of his courtiers, he was forced to kneel down helplessly.

But this was not over yet, Yelulang's blood-red eyes fixed on Yeluhua's face, and he slapped it with a big palm.

Although his legs were weak, Yelulang's palm was full of wind and thunder, without any scruples, everyone heard the palm wind.

Feng Yan, who just hit her son, twitched her eyelids, and instinctively wanted to block Yeluhua, but she was not a practitioner after all, and her speed was not as fast as Yelulang, so he pushed her away with his other hand.

None of the four dead men who had been guarding Yeluhua dared to stop Yelulang, and they scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

Yeluhua knelt straight on the ground, feeling the wind from his father's slap, and closed his eyes.

A secret smile appeared on the corner of Chunyuye's mouth.

However, the next moment, the expected applause did not come.

Yeluhua stared wide-eyed at the slender figure standing in front of him.

The officials of the Northern Wei Dynasty were also stunned. They did not expect that someone would dare to stop the King of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Standing in front of Yeluhua, Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand to hold the wrist that Yelulang waved towards.

"you……"

Yelulang's eyes were bloodshot, and he tried desperately to free his hand, but Ying Baoyue held it tightly. Because of the excessive struggle, Yelulang was almost dragged off the chair by her.

"Bold!"

An old official rushed up to support Yelulang's chair, staring at Ying Baoyue and his beard would fly off.

"You witch, how dare you be so rude to His Majesty and still not let go!"

"Let go!"

"You dead people, hurry up and escort them!"

The other courtiers shouted, and some middle-aged courtiers rushed towards Ying Baoyue with a "loyal" face, and were sent flying by the sword energy from Ying Baoyue's other hand-held sword.

Seeing this scene, the courtiers who were about to rush forward immediately slowed down a bit.

Many people finally turned their attention to Yeluhua who was kneeling on the ground.

An old official pointed to Yeluhua's nose, his face full of grief.

"Mr. Guanghua, you actually just watched the witches from other countries offend His Majesty so much? Where is the filial piety of the Wang family?"

The word filial piety is as big as the sky.

Even if the parents want to execute their children, the children should not have the slightest complaint.

Yeluhua knelt straight on the ground, and suddenly raised his head.

"You people, when His Majesty ordered my mother and concubine to be executed, why didn't you come to talk to me about filial piety?"

"Isn't my mother the one I want to be filial to?"

Ying Baoyue looked sideways slightly, and saw the group of benevolent and moral veterans froze in place.

"This, how can this be the same!"

After a while, the old official said with a straight face, "Your Majesty is the most filial person the king should be filial to. The queen is just a harem woman. It is her honor to die for the blood of the Yelu family. His Royal Highness is not even worthy of this." If you can't figure it out, you're not worthy of being the crown prince at all!"

Yeluhua lowered his head and let out a low laugh.

When everyone leaned behind him just now, no one said he was unworthy.

Seeing that his father woke up and hated him now, the wind turned so quickly one by one.

"Father," Yeluhua looked up at Yelulang, who was holding the wrist by Ying Baoyue, who was full of anger, and said softly, "I ask you again, can you recognize who I am?"

However, Yelulang's face was flushed red, and there were only those few words after tossing and turning.

"You bastard..."

Ying Baoyue's eyes turned cold, and she looked at Li Ji, who shook her head at her.

When Chunyuye finished blowing the first flute sound, he opened the barrier under the hint of Ying Baoyue, blocking all the sounds from Chunyuye and Tuoba Tao from Yelulang.

But for some reason, the sound of Chunyu Ye's flute penetrated everywhere.I don't know what kind of secret method is able to pass through the barrier of heavenly practitioners.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yelulang's current state is abnormal, and Li Ji speculates that he is probably controlled by Chunyu Ye's flute sound.

If this person was not the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Li Ji would probably suggest knocking him unconscious with a stick, so that this person would not say something that should not be said.

But even he didn't dare to attack the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty in front of the officials of the Northern Wei Dynasty. This would inevitably cause trouble for Zhao Muren and Dongfang Yi.

I have to say that the most courageous one is Ying Baoyue.

"Let go!"

Seeing that Ying Baoyue was still holding Yelulang's wrist, the other courtiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty looked at her and wanted to tear it apart, but Ying Baoyue stared at Yelulang's blood red eyes, and suddenly pulled him down the chair.

"His Majesty!"

The officials of the Northern Wei Dynasty let out a mournful cry.

Those who don't know think that the country is about to perish.

Both knees fell heavily on the ground, the red color in Yelulang's pupils suddenly faded a little, Ying Baoyue slammed closer to him, grabbed Yeluhua's head and approached Yelulang in front of him.

"Yelulang, who do you think this person is?"

The blood in Yelulang's eyes turned red again, and the hatred was extremely strong, "Chunyu..."

really.

Ying Baoyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked at the stunned Northern Wei courtiers behind him.

Yelulang called "Chunyu" to Yeluhua, which proved that what he saw in his eyes was not Yeluhua at all, but someone else.

The sound of Chunyuye's flute probably caused Yelulang to hallucinate, making him mistake the person in front of him as an enemy.

If this plan goes well, Yelulang should immediately order Yeluhua to be killed when he recovers his strength.

I just don't know how to undo this illusion.Ying Baoyue stared at Yelulang's neck, and suddenly saw something that looked like a snake moving under Yelulang's neck.

This scene was quite terrifying, at this moment Chunyu Ye's flute sounded again.

There were strings of ropes under Yelulang's neck, like countless snakes and insects crawling around in his body.

The next moment, he let out a low roar from the bottom of his throat, and suddenly raised his hand to grab Yeluhua's throat!

(End of this chapter)