From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 643
"What?!" Wang Yizhi glared at his son, if he wasn't in the cell now, he really wanted to pounce on him and strangle him to death!
"Father, look, this is the unicorn palace uniform of a first-class military general. I don't know if my father still remembers that the emperor once decreed that members of the royal family are not allowed to join the army, but father, look, even the emperor will backtrack. I, Wang Xibin , didn’t you wear the same unicorn suit that your father once wore?”

"You, you unfilial son!" Wang Yizhi shook his fingers and glared at his son. Now, everything he couldn't understand was finally solved!
Gao Mi, someone Gao Mi, and the one who told the emperor all this was his son Wang Xibin!Think about it, his son is the only one who has access to the top secrets, and because it is his own son, he didn't give the slightest doubt!However, the biggest problem was his own son!
Wang Yizhi sneered, trembling with anger.

But Wang Xibin smiled complacently: "Father, there will be no way out with King Muyang. The emperor is the only emperor in this world. You see, the emperor also said that he will make up for his mistakes. Isn't it the same now? Return this robe to our Wang family Are you done? From now on, the royal family that fell from your hands, father, will prosper in the hands of your son!"

After Wang Xibin finished speaking, he laughed three times, and carefully stroked the golden unicorn pattern on his robe with his fingers, then turned around and left silently.

Wang Yi was trembling with anger, he stared at the back of his son who was going away resolutely, finally couldn't help it, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

It's over, this time it's completely over, when did it start, even my own son became an outsider?
Wang Yizhi frowned, and suddenly thought that the emperor had lost his memory after returning from Bashu, the only possibility was before leaving Bashu, but before leaving Bashu, Wang Xibin did not have any abnormalities, could it be before that? !

Wang Yizhi couldn't help but tremble all over, he began to fear the foresight with Feng Junran, when did this man fail such a pawn, and he was forced on his veins!
Defeated, really defeated...

The Muyang Palace is no longer the Muyang Palace it used to be.

Feng Yuran stood quietly outside the gate, looking at the high vermilion gate that was open in the past, but it was tightly closed today.

The guards at the gate were replaced by the Habayashi guards in the palace. They all wore armor and held weapons in their hands, with a look of sternness on their faces. When the visitor saw Feng Yuran, he bowed and saluted: "King Anyang is a thousand years old!"

Feng Yuran nodded lightly, with a slight smile in his slender eyes: "This king... come and see fourth brother."

After hearing this, Yubayashi stood up, knocked on the door, and Feng Yuran walked in calmly.

It’s just that I haven’t entered here for a few days, it seems that everything has become different, even the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers in bloom has disappeared, everywhere is covered by greenery, weeds are overgrown, and the good stone road also squeezes out a little bit of greenery from the cracks in the stone The weeds here show the status quo that no one cares about it for a long time.

Feng Yuran frowned slightly, still slowly walking on the grassy stone road, walking in.

Along the way, Habayashi guards wearing armor and holding weapons can be seen everywhere. When they saw Feng Yuran, everyone saluted one by one, but they still fulfilled their duties and did not move half a step.

Feng Yuran's mood became more and more sad, so he hurried across the yard and went straight into the backyard.

In the distance, Feng Yiran's voice could be heard.

"From today onwards, I ascend to the throne, amnesty the world, open Enke, promote agriculture and commerce..."

I?
Feng Yuran's expression changed slightly, he hurriedly walked around the rockery, and looked at everything in front of him.

Feng Yiran was wearing a broken dragon robe, sitting on a high stone, bossing and talking, and under the stone, Xiao Liu respectfully knelt down, echoing from time to time: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live! age!"

Feng Yiran, who was already insane, couldn't help being happy when she heard this voice, turned her head to see Feng Yuran, and couldn't help but angrily said: "You, why didn't you kneel down when you saw me?"

When Xiao Liu heard the words, she turned her head and looked over. When she saw the person coming, she was taken aback for a moment, then slowly stood up, smiled and said to the man sitting on the rock: "Your Majesty, this is your younger brother, there is no need to kneel."

Xiao Liu's voice was soft, not the slightest bit unpleasant, but she explained it patiently. Feng Yiran scratched her head, tilted her head and looked at Feng Yuran. After a while, she jumped up from the stone and said with a smile: " Xiaoxiao, come here, Xiaoxiao, I will make you a queen, from now on, you will be under one person and above ten thousand people!"

Xiao Liu followed behind nervously, and said, "Your Majesty, pay attention to where there is a rock under your feet!"

I don't know why, seeing the two people chasing each other one after the other, Feng Yuran's eyes suddenly turned red. He suddenly thought of the scene when they were brothers playing in the back garden of the first-class public house when they were young. The second brother is not dead yet, and the eldest brother is not so indifferent. Their biological mother is still there, and everyone gathered in the yard of the first-class father, looking at the chubby little baby who just walked away, laughing and playing...

It's a pity that there is no going back, it will always be the past...

After Feng Yiran had settled down, Xiao Liu walked over slowly, wiping the sweat off his head, and invited people to sit in the gazebo and drink tea. Nuoda's yard was left unattended, and the bluestone tables and chairs had already fallen. Xiao Liu embarrassedly took out a veil and spread it on the stool, and sat down on the dusty stone bench without any scruples.

Feng Yuran looked down at the handkerchief, then at Xiaoliu, and couldn't help saying: "Let's go with me!"

Xiao Liu, who was drinking tea, subconsciously clenched the cup in her hand, her black eyes flickering.

"This king promises you and gives you freedom."

However, the twinkling eyes quickly dimmed. Xiao Liu smiled, turned to look at the gentle man, and said, "Qiantui, Xiao Liu wants to stay here, and Xiao Liu needs to see King Muyang early, because the people here They're all gone, and if no one takes care of them, Chitose won't even be able to eat a hot meal."

Feng Yuran frowned, it was his own fault, he couldn't say such words, because they have been brothers for many years...

"This king will send someone to take care of the fourth brother..."

"Chitose..." Xiao Liu smiled, slowly put down the teacup, stretched out his hand to caress his slightly protruding belly, and said lightly: "Xiao Liu has a child of a thousand years old, so Xiao Liu will never leave here in this life..."

Feng Yuran widened his eyes in surprise, staring at the abdomen where no trace could be seen, he was speechless for a while.

As for how he got out of the Muyang Palace, he himself didn't know, he just felt that he had walked out of the gloomy and desolate mansion suddenly, the glaring sunlight fell overhead, making his eyes hurt, but the sky was still blue, Xingyun is still in a hurry, coming mercilessly, and leaving mercilessly.

(End of this chapter)