The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

After kicking Duan Yiyao, Duan Yixuan rolled up his sleeves and left.

Bingqiao glanced at Duan Yiyao warily, then quickly quickened her pace and followed Duan Yizhen away.

Duan Yiyao's crazy laughter came from behind, as well as the sound of iron chains colliding.

Inside the imperial study.

Duan Yixiu was sitting in front of the case, stroking the cup in his hand and looking ahead with his eyes lowered.

Kneeling in front of him was Tong Yu in armor.

Three days ago, Duan Yihuang gave her an order, "Reorganize the army and attack Beiliang country".

Tong Yu hurried over after receiving the order, trying to persuade Duan Yihuan to take back the order.

"Your Majesty, the current Beiliang Kingdom is no longer the former Beiliang Kingdom. In the past year or so, the military and economy have developed very fast. Today's Beiliang has strong soldiers and horses, and it is difficult to break through."

She didn't say the next words, so Duan Yizhen must have known about it.

The Dali of today is no longer the Dali of before.

In the more than a year since Duan Yixiu was paralyzed, the country was divided into pieces, the government was in a state of chaos, and the people were living in dire straits.

If a war is launched at this time, by then, the general will no longer be a country, and the people will no longer be human beings.

Those who suffer the most are the poor people.

Duan Yixiu let go of the cup in his hand, put it on his forehead, closed his eyes and began to think.

Overthrowing a country to save a life?
Or to protect a country at the expense of one person?

That's why he doesn't want to be an emperor.

As a monarch, there are too many burdens and too much involuntary control, so that he cannot make a choice.

Everyone will face many choices in his life. The higher the status, the greater the responsibility, and the more he will lose himself.

Duan Yihuan was silent, but Tong Yu became more and more nervous.

She could not guess the Holy Will, nor did she dare to guess it.

Finally, Duan Yixiu spoke, and his voice spread in the royal study room, with a helpless expression of weakness: "Don't go to her." Based on her understanding of Tong Yu, Tong Yu would definitely go to Yun Mumu.

Tong Yu lowered his head silently, and the emperor could see through her at a glance.

Originally, he had planned that if he failed to persuade the emperor, he would go to the empress.

The Queen is a kind person, and she will definitely understand the people of the world and make the right decision.

"I will handle this matter myself. You can go back first."

"Yes." Tong Yu glanced at Duan Yizhen boldly, and then exited the imperial study room.

Duan Yizhen went to the prison again and found Duan Yiyao.

Duan Yiyao, with disheveled hair, leaned against the wall of the cell.

I don't know if it was because of the cold weather or other reasons, but Duan Yiyao's body was constantly shaking.

But his expression was still so ferocious and terrifying.

He turned his head and saw Duan Yixiu walking in, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

He knew he would come again.

The scarlet color in Duan Yiyao's eyes has not faded, and the madness in his whole body seems to have subsided, but also seems to be getting worse.

Duan Yizhen opened the cell door, walked in, and stood in front of Duan Yiyao, keeping a certain distance.

He said with a look of disgust: "Tell me, how do you want to tell me where Feng Yunmo is?"

The blood stains on Duan Yiyao's face had long since dried and stuck to his face, and he no longer looked as handsome as before.

His request was very simple. He looked up at Duan Yizhen and said, "Write a letter of abdication and give me the position of emperor."

"You are a madman, you will destroy Dali."

"I can't. I am the real king. Only I can be the emperor of Dali. You are not worthy."