Chapter 562 I Will Do What You Promised

He didn't know where Jun Chuyue went.

a year.

Starting from Murong Village, he traveled to every mountain, river, and town in the entire Xiling Kingdom. From the lonely smoke in the desert to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, he set foot in all corners of the country.

However, no.

His obsessed figure never appeared in his field of vision. No matter how many times he fell asleep, when he woke up, it was still nothing but icy cold air.

This year, he seemed to be no less than ten years old.

The unparalleled handsome man seemed to have turned into a slovenly and down-and-out uncle, his temples were stained with spots of gray, and those deep phoenix eyes that used to be like midnight also lost their luster in the past, becoming vicissitudes and decadence.

He drank, from alcoholism to alcoholism.

One can after another, drunk and dreaming, drinking forever, it seems that only when the drunk eyes are hazy, can he get what he wants and see the woman he misses madly.

He has never been so vulnerable.

Occasionally, when I dream back at midnight, I can't help crying on my long lapel.

Some people say that a man does not flick his tears lightly, but he didn't know until this time that this is all nonsense. When the love is deep, it is not something you can control if you want to control it.

He dropped her twice.

This time, he lost her again.

Another night like no other.

Murong Fengyuan sat on the river bed, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and took another sip of wine into his mouth.

In the past, when he tasted wine, he drank only the best wine, but now he doesn't care about it, as long as the strongest wine is intoxicating, he drank it quickly, the cold wind flowed into his throat with the wine, and he coughed repeatedly. One sound sounded like a sound, and it was especially piercing in the lonely night——

Xiaoyue'er, have you really left me?

Taking the last sip of wine into his stomach, he raised his hand, and the wine bottle fell into the water, splashing a splash.

Murong Fengyuan watched the changes in the water, his eyes darkened.

"I have to go to work."

After an unknown amount of time, he looked at the river and said in a deep voice, saying to himself, and also to the person who was not around at the moment: "...it is what you promised, I know, you don't like to break your promise, so, you Don't worry, I will definitely do it for you."

This year, there was civil turmoil in Xiling, and the people were born in the heat of the water.

And his little wife once promised to help the fourth prince Lian Muqiu ascend to the throne.

Men cut their hair, trimmed their beards, and went into battle again.

The frightening legend of God of War has been silent for two years.It spread again.Wherever the army led by him went, the enemies were all terrified and even retreated without fighting.

In December, the second and fifth princes were defeated and killed themselves; at the end of the same month, the third prince's power declined, becoming king and defeating bandits, and his backing mother's family was labeled treason. Since then, I have been in constant fear.

In January of the following year, the army came to the gate of the capital of Xiling again.

"Finally... back again."

Lian Muqiu looked up at the towering city wall, squinting his eyes and sighing.

Three months ago, he was forced to flee the capital and return to his fief in the southwest to rectify his troops. When there was no hope, the man who had disappeared for a year reappeared in his sight.

It has been invincible since then.

"When I succeed to the throne, General Murong, the Xiling Kingdom will definitely not treat you badly." Lian Muqiu withdrew his gaze, then looked at the man beside him who was wearing heavy armor and was as calm as Mount Tai, and said sincerely.

He knew why Murong Fengyuan left his hometown and came to Xiling Kingdom, and he assured him that he would not be like the kings of the Ming Luo Empire, where the rabbit died and the dog died, and the bird died.

"..."

Murong Fengyuan glanced at him, didn't speak, not even an expression.

From the moment he appeared to lead the army, he had no expression on his face, his face was like a mask, cold and indifferent, no one could peek into his true heart——

His heart is not here.

"Send down the order and prepare to attack the city."

……

At the same time, the capital of Xiling Kingdom, the Imperial Palace.

The old emperor, who was like a candle in the wind, struggled to open his eyes on the sickbed, showing a mocking smile.

Is it finally here?
Ah!
That man, the God of War who came out of Ming Luo, seemed to be born for the battlefield. Almost on the day he appeared and went into battle, he stabilized the morale of the army and reversed the decline.

Even though the prince had an absolute advantage at that time, he had already seen clearly what the final outcome would be.

The so-called turning the world around with one's own power is probably the case.

Among the five sons under his knees, the fourth prince and even Mu Qiu have always been his least optimistic. That child is neither like the third prince who has a strong mother's family as the backing; It's not like the second and fifth princes, who know how to follow others, know how to put themselves in a favorable position in time, they are just an unknown bastard.

However, that child has good luck that no one else has.

Thinking about how many benefits he promised back then, he even made his wife the Royal Princess, hoping to attract Murong Fengyuan to serve Xiling Kingdom and him, but he was still rejected without exception. At that time, that man firmly expressed his unwillingness to become an official again, and he also thought that he would never serve anyone again...

But he didn't expect that he would choose Lian Muqiu two years later.

Perhaps, this is also God's will that has been determined long ago...

"Where's the prince?" The old emperor coughed and said tremblingly.

Soon there was a reply from the corner: "Go back to the emperor, the prince is in the East Palace, please ask the emperor to recuperate, don't worry."

Oh, is it in the East Palace?

What's the point of cheating him now?
Lian Muting, his crown prince, lived his life so smoothly, he did not hesitate to offend his superiors, put chronic poison on his father, on his emperor, and put him under house arrest. The palace people have been changed all over, in the name of taking care of him, but they are just the prince's eyeliner to monitor his every move to prevent accidents.

But, prince, prince, do you think you can sit back and relax in this way?

People who walked so smoothly, now, should also fall...

"I'm waiting for his end."

It has to be said that the old emperor's words came true.

On that day, Murong Fengyuan beheaded the three generals under the crown prince's command to secure his chance of victory, and then broke through the city gate in one go. In just three days, he was already outside the palace.

And the fourth prince Lian Muqiu also issued an order at this time, all the soldiers who surrendered will be pardoned for all crimes.Once this order is issued, how many people are still stubbornly resisting?
At that moment, countless people turned their backs one after another, the gate of the imperial palace was opened, and the army of the Fourth Prince seemed to be in an uninhabited land.

(End of this chapter)

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