The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 464 Dream Mirror ([-])

No one moved in front of them.

He stepped out step by step, the blood twisted behind him, and the strong smell of blood diffused in this cage, and no one dared to stop him wherever he passed.

He is the king of the dark side of the empire, and he protects the emperor's fire. As long as he lives, he must protect his emperor one day.

Even if he is already scarred, even if he is on the verge of collapse.

That was his master, the one he still couldn't let go of even though he was hurt physically and mentally. He wanted to protect her, overcome all the darkness for her, and go forward bravely in the dark night for her.

He thought he was strong enough.

Changing into a black suit to cover up all the scars, he stepped out of the cold and ruthless palace, looked at the orderly capital in front of him, and led his army into the palace.

He entered the palace with the determination to die.

At dusk, when the lights first came on, the solemn and solemn imperial palace in the past was stained with blood, all those who tried to prevent him from entering the palace were beheaded, and the rest of them fell on the ground tremblingly, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

Countless courtiers were summoned into the palace overnight.

Following his memory, he went to the familiar palace, where the most honorable emperor in the world, his empress, was imprisoned.

He stood outside her bedroom, standing under the palace lantern, looking at the exquisite figure reflected on the window, the moonlight was hazy, and the imperial palace was filled with blood, but her bedroom was always peaceful, without any blood stains.

This is the palace he guards, even if he is not there, his people will guard it tightly.

As long as he lives, this place will not be disturbed by half.

But he was not here, and this place became the only piece of pure land left by his empress, and became the last line of defense for her safety.

He stood alone, the city was full of people, and everyone knelt at his feet. He was wearing a moonlight, standing here with scars all over his body, dripping with blood, and it was hard to tell if it was his own wound or someone else's. injury.

His heart was full of sorrow, and the despair of extinction overwhelmed him.

One loves deeply, one does not love.

The forces in the dark were mobilized together, and he clearly knew that from now on, the Cangwu Palace would no longer be a sword in the royal family's hands, but a sword in his own hands.

The point of the long sword is invincible.

He and his queen have finally reached a complete stranger.

He would rather die in her hands.

So he stepped into the palace step by step, with scars all over his body, letting the bloodstains wind all the way, he personally delivered the knife that killed himself to his queen, knelt at her feet, respectful And meekly pleaded guilty to her.

He escaped from prison without permission, he failed to protect the Lord, he killed courtiers...

He led the army into the palace, killing endlessly...

She didn't kill him.

The girl in white, tired and haggard, let him do whatever he wanted, but looked at him with distant and indifferent eyes, as if she was treating a courtier who made her powerless.

Be on guard, vigilant, without a trace of temperature.

Such gazes made his heart feel numb.

He stood up indifferently, supported his dilapidated body numbly, and numbly ordered to kill the rebels.

Standing outside the palace, he looked at the bloody imperial palace and the mountain of bones in the capital, as if the last touch of humanity had been wiped out, and his eyes remained calm.

He didn't know why he was still alive.

He is the closest person to her in name, but he always lingers outside her heart, never entering her heart.

Love to the depths without resentment.

He loves her, so he doesn't hate her or blame her.

But he thought, if there is another life, he will never love again.

He would rather be an ordinary person who has never seen her before, and would not love her so humblely, and would not be heartbroken and die overnight.

(End of this chapter)