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Chapter 2107 Prince Langya!

The hall was quiet, as if the air had been pulled away, there was not even a sound of breathing.

Wangyou leaned sideways on the dragon chair, supported his chin with jade hands, stared indifferently at Prince Xian who was kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently: "Uncle, are you forcing the palace?"

Prince Xian's eyes rolled wildly, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has misunderstood, we are loyal to you and have no second thoughts. But concerning the future of the sixth heaven, I think it is necessary to make all preparations to prevent the royal family from Unpredictable accidents occurred inside."

"You think so too?"

Wangyou scanned the others sharply, with a cold tone.

All the officials looked at each other, as if they were making eye contact, and soon someone said: "Your Majesty, we think the same way."

"Yes, there is no doubt about Her Majesty's strength, but you must be fully prepared. After all, if Her Majesty makes a mistake, there will be disturbances within the royal family."

"I implore Her Majesty to appoint a successor!"

"..."

Everyone shouted in unison.

"Humph."

A trace of sarcasm appeared in Wangyou's eyes, and he said lightly: "It seems that you all have the same thoughts as the emperor, so I really want to know, who do you think should be the next emperor's successor?"

Prince Xian sighed: "If Her Majesty the Empress has an heir, it would be easy to handle, but unfortunately, Her Majesty the Empress has not had a husband and son-in-law so far... so... I can only look for other nobles in the royal family."

Wangyou sat up straight, tapped the armrest of the dragon chair lightly with his fingers, and said slowly: "In the royal family, the only one who can hold the position is the emperor's uncle. Back then, I also sat on the throne with the support of the emperor's uncle. Because of emotion and reason, the successor to the throne should also be you, the emperor, right?"

"No, no, no..."

Prince Xian quickly waved his hand, "How can I be so easily confused, and besides, with my strength, I can't control the God of Qinglong, Her Majesty the Empress praised me."

Seeing the other party's actions, Wangyou was a little surprised.

She originally thought that the uncle wanted to be her seat, so she mobilized all the officials to force her to pass the throne, but at present, it seems that the other party really has no such intention.

Wangyou couldn't help asking curiously: "Then the emperor thinks, who is suitable to inherit?"

"I don't know Your Majesty, but do you remember this old man?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and then, a golden light came from outside the hall, and appeared in front of all the officials. It was actually a white-haired old man.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a blue long gown, quite elegant, exuding a strong aristocratic atmosphere.

Just standing there, there is an aura of an emperor.

Seeing this old man, Wangyou's pupils instantly shrank like needles, with a shocked expression on his face, he blurted out: "Uncle!"

"Yue'er, I didn't expect you to grow up so big, from a crying little girl to a beautiful beauty." The old man smiled softly, his eyes moved.

Wangyou stared at the other party, feeling quite uneasy.

The old man in front of him is his father's elder brother, and also the former crown prince, Eastern Emperor Langya!
At the beginning, this person was extremely talented, crushing the arrogance of his peers, and was extremely dazzling in the fairy world, so it was natural for him to be the crown prince and the next successor to the emperor.

But later, when he went to work in the ancient martial arts world, he fell in love with a female monk from Dongying.

Even in order to let the female monk enter the fairy world, he privately gave her the royal family's exercises and asked her to practice.

The matter was known to the grandfather who was the emperor at the time, and he immediately became furious, and killed the Dongying female monk in front of the prince, and put the prince in confinement.

Unexpectedly, Prince Langya felt resentful about this, coupled with a rebellious heart, after killing his guards, he took half of the royal family's magic weapon and defected to the Dongying Demon God Realm.

Since then, the sixth heaven has been devastated and has become the weakest primitive fairyland among the four heavens.

The grandfather also felt sad because of this, and passed on the position of crown prince to his father. Soon his life expired, and he passed away full of regret and self-blame.

After his grandfather died, his father succeeded to the throne as Qinglong Emperor.

Later, it was passed on to her.

Wangyou suppressed the complete doubts and surprises in his heart, and said lightly: "Uncle, I didn't expect even you to snatch the throne. Could it be that you forgot the admonishment that Grandpa gave you back then?"

"Hahaha……"

Eastern Emperor Langya raised his head and smiled, "Yue'er, Uncle came here this time not to snatch, but to take back the throne that originally belonged to me.

The reason why your father was able to board this dragon chair back then was because I left the sixth heaven, otherwise, the person sitting on this dragon chair would be me!
This, you can't deny it. "

Facing Eastern Emperor Langya's scorching gaze, Wangyou sneered and said: "Uncle, you said you left by yourself, why did you come back? Could it be that you were a prince before, and this one will be left to you forever? You are not a three-year-old child , You shouldn’t have such naive thoughts.”

Donghuang Langya smiled faintly: "Girl, no matter how much reason is involved in this throne, I can't explain it clearly, so I don't bother to argue about it.

But you are very clear about the current situation, since you are going to risk your life to grab the custody of the 'Chosen One', then there must be a successor to the throne.

It's fine if you survive.But if you die, won't the sixth heaven be turned upside down?When the time comes, how do you go to face your father under the Nine Springs. "

Wangyou sneered: "Even if I really died, it would not be your turn to inherit the throne as a traitor! If you hadn't brought half of the royal family's magic weapon to the Demon God Realm, how could I have been reduced to the weakest fairyland in the Sixth Heaven. "

"That's why the old man came here to make amends this time."

Eastern Emperor Langya sighed and said, "Back then I was young and reckless, made a big mistake, and regretted it immensely. This time I specially brought that half of the magic weapon to come here to make amends, hoping to revive my prestige in the sixth heaven.

Yue'er, if you are really willing to think about the sixth heaven, I hope that you can grant uncle a sincere heart. "

"Oh? Why didn't I see that you brought that half of the magic weapon to atone for your sins? Where is your sincerity?" Wangyou said indifferently.

Donghuang Langya pointed to the officials behind him and the virtuous prince, and said with a smile: "I have already given them the half of the royal family's magic weapon. During the days when the old man is away, they have worked hard for the royal family, and they should be rewarded and rewarded." .”

click!
A piece of carving on the armrest of the dragon chair was torn off by jade hands.

Wangyou clenched her fists tightly, the back of her slender hand was full of veins, and the anger flowed through her whole body in a suppressed way, making her whole body icy cold.

"So, did you all take bribes from him to force the palace?"

Wangyou stared at Baiguan coldly.

Everyone who was swept by their eyes subconsciously lowered their heads, awed by the coercion emanating from Wangyou, afraid to speak, with shame on their faces.

"Yue'er, you...it's time to abdicate."

Eastern Emperor Langya smiled.

(End of this chapter)