Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 180 The Conversation Between the Emperor and the Seventh Princess

The movement of Li Zhongwu's use of the black-level pagoda just now was a bit loud, and many people outside the door were already attracted to watch the commotion.

There are contestants who also participated in the "Wu Zhuangyuan" competition, as well as contacts of the competition with different beauty, and the staff of the inn.

At this time, these people gathered at the door of Li Zhongwu's room, looking into the mess in the room and Shan Xu's body in two.

Soon, the manager of the inn brought a few people in hesitantly and asked about the situation.

……

When there was a lot of disturbance at Li Zhongwu's place, Tianque City, Seventh Princess' Mansion.

The Seventh Princess Yuan Miaoyu, who was dressed in a long white dress, stood alone in a pavilion halfway up the mountain, half-squinting her eyes and looking at half of Tianque City.

At this moment, Lan Ying's voice reporting to her on the phone seemed to still be echoing in her ears.

"Your Highness, when Feng Junbo and the three Zhong brothers attacked Li Zhongwu, before I could make a move, Ms. Xingtong attacked first. At that time, Ms. Xingtong was sitting in a taxi, and my subordinates saw with their own eyes several consecutive shots from her eyes. There was a silver light, and all the silver lights sank into the void above Feng Junbo and the three Zhong brothers, and then Feng Junbo was knocked unconscious by the suddenly broken branch above the head, and the six guns in the hands of the three Zhong brothers also strangely simultaneously Stuck, so I judge that Miss Xingtong probably also awakened Tianjitong, if I am not wrong, her ability of Tianjitong should make people suffer from disaster..."

Thinking of the discovery Lan Ying reported, Yuan Miaoyu's eyes became a little complicated.

Can't help muttering to himself: "Cousin, I didn't expect you to awaken Tianji Tong, but why didn't you tell Gu? It seems...you still have reservations about your allegiance to Gu..."

Her expression was a little disappointed.

At this moment, a guard hurried up the mountainside, came outside the gazebo, knelt down on one knee facing Yuan Miaoyu's back, and hurriedly reported: "Your Highness, there are people from the palace, and the Holy Spirit preaches that you enter the palace immediately!"

Yuan Miaoyu didn't seem to hear.

After a few seconds, he turned around and strode out of the gazebo. Surrounded by a dozen guards scattered around the gazebo, he strode down the mountain.

Soon, she was heading for the palace in a black commercial vehicle.

It's time for the lights to come on.

Under the guidance of a young father-in-law, Yuan Miaoyu came to the emperor's bedroom.

The resplendent bedroom has not much space.

Except for the dragon bed carved with dragons and phoenixes, there is no other furniture. On the left and right sides of the dragon bed are two maids of ordinary appearance.

This is the emperor's bedroom.

The area is smaller than the bedrooms that many ordinary people live in.

This is absolutely contrary to the imagination of many ordinary people about the emperor's bedroom.

But in the Great Yan Dynasty, this was actually true.

As far as Yuan Miaoyu knew, when the palace was built, many archaeological experts provided suggestions. According to those archaeological experts, the palace in ancient times had a very small sleeping area.

Not only is it convenient for the guards to guard, but it also makes the situation in the bedroom clear at a glance, making it difficult for any assassin to hide.

Not only that, according to archaeological experts, the bedroom is too large, which is not conducive to storing wind and gathering energy, and is also not conducive to health preservation.

A smaller bedroom allows the Holy Majesty to rest better.

In short, the final bedroom was built very small.

"Father! My son is here."

When she came to the dragon bed, Yuan Miaoyu bowed her head and knelt down.

The dragon bed was very quiet, and after a while, the weak voice of the emperor Yuan Weilie came, "Emperor, get down! Come! Come to the father, the father has something to tell you."

"Yes! Father."

Yuan Miaoyu bowed her head and saluted, then slowly got up and walked to the side of the bed, the two maids who were standing on both sides of the dragon bed immediately stepped forward and opened the gauze curtain in front of the dragon bed.

Reveal the true face of the emperor on the dragon bed.

Yuan Weilie has gray hair and a face with Chinese characters that is not angry and majestic, already full of wrinkles. At this time, he is lying weakly on the golden quilt.

"Father..."

Yuan Miaoyu sat lightly on the side of the bed, whispered with complicated eyes, and subconsciously held the emperor's big hand that was exposed outside the quilt.

This big hand is now only skinny.

"You all go down!"

Yuan Weilie glanced at the maid standing by the bed.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two maids bowed their heads and walked out of the palace with light steps.

Soon, only the emperor and the seventh princess, father and daughter, were left in the bedroom.

"Father, is there anything you need my son to do?"

Yuan Miaoyu asked softly.

Yuan Weilie looked at his daughter beside the bed with his cloudy old eyes, and after watching quietly for a long time, he sighed and said regretfully: "I am so lucky to have a princess like the emperor, but it is a pity, Miaoyu, you are born as a daughter." Otherwise, father will definitely hand over the Great Yan Wanli River and Mountain to you, and father believes that with your talents, you will be able to manage the entire Great Yan and not let the ancestors be ashamed."

"Father!"

Yuan Miaoyu quickly lowered her head and called out with a complicated mood.

At the same time, a bad premonition had already arisen in her heart.

The state of the emperor today is much worse than before.

The key point is that the tone of the emperor's words just now was full of regret, and it sounded like he was praising her ability, but these words made her heart skip a beat when she heard them.

Because when the emperor recognizes your ability but cannot pass on the throne to you, it is often the time when the emperor reluctantly gives up his love.

Perhaps, for the emperor and the entire Great Yan Dynasty, it was a wise decision to cut off her as the seventh princess.

If she was not the Seventh Princess herself, she would probably agree with this decision.

But she happened to be the Seventh Princess herself.

From the standpoint of the seventh princess, she certainly does not want to be sacrificed.

Yuan Weilie has seen countless people in his life, so he can naturally feel his daughter's fear at this time.

He smiled weakly, and said comfortingly: "Your Majesty, don't be alarmed. Although my father has been decisive in his life, he also killed brothers and brothers when he competed for the throne, but you are my father's princess , father will never harm you!"

Zhen Guo Princess?

Yuan Miaoyu was startled when she heard the words, and raised her eyes to look at the emperor.

Because although she was trusted by the emperor in the past, she did not have the title of Zhen Guo Princess, and it is not easy to be named Zhen Guo Princess.

In the history of Dayan, the title of Zhen Guo Princess has never been conferred.

"Father, do you want to make your son the princess of Zhen Guo?"

Yuan Miaoyu asked the question in her heart.

Yuan Weilie nodded with a smile, and said with a complicated expression: "Miaoyu, your elder brothers are all ambitious, but they are all lacking in talent, and the Northern Shenfeng Kingdom has always been eyeing me, Dayan, and the heart of destroying me has never died, so I don't care. Handing this country into the hands of your elder brothers will not be at ease. Therefore, before the funeral, I will make you the princess of Zhenguo, the emperor, and give you my Haotian sword, allowing you to kill the faint king , How about setting up the power of the new emperor? How dare the emperor be granted the title?"

At this moment, Yuan Weilie's originally cloudy eyes seemed to be much clearer, and the eyes were full of brilliance.

Yuan Miaoyu's expression changed several times in an instant.

She never dreamed that the emperor would give her such a reward before his death.

The Princess of Zhenguo, the Haotian Sword, beheading the faint king, and setting up a new emperor?
No matter which one of these, as long as it is spread, the whole country will be shocked.

Where is this Zhen Guo princess?
It's like letting her be the overlord.

If she really dared to accept such a reward, when the new emperor came to power, she would definitely be regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh, and would definitely try to get rid of her.

Otherwise, the new emperor will not be able to sleep well at night.

The title of Zhenguo Princess is nothing more than that, although the Haotian Sword is the emperor's sword, it is nothing, except for the right to kill the faint emperor and establish a new emperor, which will make the new emperor frightened.

At this moment, she couldn't figure out why the emperor gave her such rights?
Is it dying, old and confused?
But she was reluctant to refuse such a reward.

Because if she has the title of Zhenguo Princess, Haotian Sword, and the right to establish a new emperor, she can compete against the new emperor.

With her character, she would rather let the new emperor be afraid of her than give her life and death to the new emperor's whim.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Yuan Miaoyu's mind.

Immediately, she let go of the emperor's big hand, got up and walked to the bed, knelt down on her knees with a solemn expression, bowed her head and said: "Father, my son is willing to be enshrined!"

Yuan Weilie narrowed his eyes slightly, looking fixedly at his daughter kneeling in front of the bed.

After a long time, I smiled and said: "You don't have to worry, the princess of Zhenguo can give you the title, and I can give you the Haotian Sword, but you have to get married first! Only when you are married can the emperor be able to give you the title with confidence. I give you the Haotian Sword!"

Yuan Miaoyu knelt there, lowered her head, heard the words for a few seconds, then lowered her head even lower, "I don't know who the emperor wants my son-in-law to be?"

Yuan Weilie's tone returned to calm, "Don't worry! Father will not disregard the lifelong happiness of the emperor's son. The emperor's son-in-law can be chosen by himself. However, in view of the emperor's identity, the emperor's son-in-law must not be a man from another country, and secondly, he must not be a son-in-law. The sons of dignitaries and rich people are not allowed to be in the army. Others, the emperor can choose at will, and when the emperor chooses, I will check for you. If there is no problem, I will give you two marriages as soon as possible."

After a pause, Yuan Weilie smiled and said, "When the emperor's son gets married, I will make you the princess of Zhenguo and give you the Haotian sword."

Yuan Miaoyu lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

Because she heard the emperor's fear of her from the emperor's three prohibitions.

She was not allowed to choose a man from another country as her son-in-law, probably because she was afraid that her connections with other countries would be detrimental to Dayan.

The fact that she was not allowed to choose the sons of powerful and wealthy people should be because she was worried that she would use her son-in-law's family background to gather a group of power for her use.

It is even more obvious that she is not allowed to choose people in the army. It must be to prevent her from getting involved in military power.

only……

After excluding these options, can she choose any decent son-in-law?
At this time, she really wanted to question her father—since you want to give me the Haotian Sword, allowing me to kill the faint emperor and establish a new emperor, but you restrict me everywhere, if the new emperor is stupid in the future, what do you want me to do? Kill the faint king?Just with a Haotian sword?Have you misunderstood the power of Haotian Sword?

but……

Such a question, she must not dare to really say it.

After being silent for a while, Yuan Miaoyu touched her forehead to the ground, and said in a deep voice, "I have obeyed the order, thank you, Father!"

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