Concubine is always vicious

Chapter 187

At this moment, he doesn't care about the upcoming war at all, whether he wins or loses, it has nothing to do with him.

Tiger poison still does not eat children, but Emperor Beidou did not hesitate to sacrifice Zhao Wuji for his own fame, so who would he sacrifice next, if necessary?is it him?

Or hadn't he sacrificed enough over the years?
Bearing the humiliation and bearing the burden of incognito, he has been living a life of darkness. Originally, he thought that this was serving the country, but now it seems that it is a big joke.

Whether it was his sacrifice or Zhao Wuji's sacrifice, they were all for the sake of the Beidou Emperor alone.

What about white hair?So what about premature aging?It's just a ploy to gain sympathy.

Yin Fengche figured this out and let out a sneer, but even though he was laughing, his heart seemed to be torn apart, dripping blood drop by drop.

Silence, the air is close to suffocation.

Everyone outside the door felt hard to breathe and wanted to run away, but their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't take a step.

Have they ever seen Yin Fengche like this?

A person's aura, or resentment, can be so powerful, how have they ever seen it?

Their bodies were trembling, their legs were also trembling, and a great fear gradually grew in their hearts. They were extremely afraid that Yin Fengche, who was on the verge of collapse, would kill them all here.

Even though they didn't know Yin Fengche's strength, but the breath of death close to hell let them know that if Yin Fengche wanted to kill someone, none of them would be able to escape.

Yin Fengche's eyes gradually turned red, and killing intent gushed out from his chest. He was not a bloodthirsty person, but he never wanted to kill someone so much.

It seemed that only endless blood could make him a little bit more rational.

However, the red mist and blood in his mind corresponded to Zhao Wuji's pale face lying on the bed, forming a powerful gap.

Whether it is the color of blood or white, it represents death.

But why, at this time, the white color is so dazzling, as if it wants to stab his eyes blind.

His temples throbbed violently, and his brain seemed to be hit hard with a hammer, making a buzzing sound at a strange frequency, as if his brain was about to be torn apart.

In the end, a roar like a wolf's howl came out. This roar that gathered extremely powerful resentment and anger made the world pale, and all the small objects in the room made clanking sounds, as if they were going to get along with each other.

But this roar was so high-pitched that those objects fell to the ground with a crash, but they couldn't make up for it.

In the end, the roar reached a height that could no longer be climbed up, and in a strange way, it paused for a short time. This pause, everything was completely silent.

On the other hand, Yin Fengche was on the verge of falling, his knees gave way, and he fell to his knees on the ground. A big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, completely staining the floor in front of him red.

In the shocking scene, the timid maids outside the door were instantly stunned, and the more courageous ones were heartbroken and their pupils dilated, as if their souls had been scared away.

At this moment, Yin Fengche didn't pay any attention to outsiders.After spitting out a mouthful of blood, although there was a cracking pain in his chest, the overwhelming tearing sensation made him recover a little bit of consciousness, and he also became quite sober.

He clearly knew that no matter how hysterical and self-pitying he was, Zhao Wuji was dead, dead forever, and there was no way to wake up again.

The deceased is dead, but he still has a lot of things to deal with.

Beidou Emperor directed and performed this good show by himself, and was so cruel that he didn't even restrain himself from his own son's corpse. However, as an older brother, he couldn't ignore these funeral affairs. He still had too many things to do , not to mention that Zhao Wuji's body is not cold, he can't let Zhao Wuji die and he doesn't feel at ease.

Slowly walking towards the head of the bed, took off his coat, and wrapped it around Zhao Wuji's body, he carefully hugged Zhao Wuji, as if he was not holding a dead person, but a fragile glass doll generally.

Holding Zhao Wuji in his arms, Yin Fengche walked towards the door without saying a word, and the people outside the door suddenly dispersed, but a son who had always been friends with Zhao Wuji called out, "Elder Prince."

Yin Fengche turned his head to look at him, and the young master immediately shut up, unable to say a word of what he was going to say next.

Although he really wanted to stop Yin Fengche's crazy behavior, when Yin Fengche glanced over, he knew clearly that if he finished the rest of the sentence, he must be a dead person now, even if he left Yin Fengche behind. It's a good intention, but at this moment, Yin Fengche can't distinguish between true and false, good and evil. Even his own father can kill his own son with his own hands. In this hellish world, what else can be believed?

So now he doesn't believe in anyone, he only believes in himself, maybe half of An Huan, but An Huan, where are you?

If you knew what happened here, would you, too, shed a tear for me.

You don't need much, just a drop is all you need.

No one dared to stop the murderous Yin Fengche. Yin Fengche disappeared with Zhao Wuji, and no one knew where he went.

But Emperor Beidou stayed in the back garden of the palace, and the old eunuch stayed beside him.

The Big Dipper put his hands behind his back, and he seemed to be trying very hard to straighten his back, but after all, he was old and unable to do what he wanted, even if he deliberately maintained it, it was still easy to see that his back was slightly bent , the momentum leaked out.

Because Emperor Beidou deliberately concealed his emotions, no one knew what he was thinking at this time.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the weather that was sunny just now seemed to be a little hazy at this moment, as if it was going to rain.

The wind blew the dragon robe and made a hunting sound. The sound was heard in the ears of the old eunuch, like a talisman. When he saw the appearance of Beidou Emperor, he realized that he was also old, even older than Beidou Emperor. old.

Two old people, if they want to support this huge country with one hand, is it enough?Obviously not enough.

But there are some things that he can't say at all, and he doesn't dare to say them.

After an unknown amount of time, a young eunuch came over and whispered in the ear of the old eunuch what had happened in the Second Prince's Mansion.

The old eunuch's face became extremely stiff for a moment. What he had been worried about happened finally happened. Although he said that he lost the east and harvested the mulberry, but is it really worth it?
The old eunuch's original firm confidence was shaken a little, he stepped forward and told Beidou Emperor the matter intact.

After hearing this, Bei Dou Emperor didn't speak, and even his expression didn't change a bit. After a while, he let out a breath slowly.

Looking up at the sky, it really is going to rain, dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and the wind and rain are about to come. The bad weather is like his heart.

But, as an emperor, how can he reveal his vulnerable side?No, absolutely not.

But there are some words that are pressed in his chest. If he can't talk about it, he feels like he will be suffocated. Therefore, after taking a look at the old eunuch, he still said, "Tell me, am I right this time or am I right?" wrong."

The old eunuch was slightly stunned, and then said, "Your Majesty can't be wrong."

"It's not wrong? Really?" Emperor Beidou gave a wry smile. Although he often regarded himself as a god, the world naturally respected him as a god, but he was a human after all, wasn't he?He also eats whole grains, doesn't he?People have seven emotions and six desires, they are impulsive and jealous, so they also make mistakes.

However, even if this matter was a mistake, it must be covered up.

He had no better choice. If he could do it all over again, he would still do it, but when doing it, he would take Yin Fengche's emotions into consideration and try to do things better.

After all, he still couldn't see Yin Fengche clearly.

Beidou Emperor smiled wryly and said, "Wuji, under the Nine Springs, I will be blamed."

This time, the old eunuch said without the slightest hesitation, "No, the second prince will only be very pleased."

"why?"

The old eunuch said, "Actually, the second prince has already understood what the emperor is thinking. He is a smart man. If he hadn't volunteered, how could he drink the bowl of medicine sent by the servant?"

Beidou Emperor's expression finally changed when he heard this, yes, Zhao Wuji is a smart man, so smart that even he is afraid of him.

Especially because of being in bed for a long time, Zhao Wuji was extremely sensitive, and he was extremely cautious about the slightest trouble. If he was not willing, how could he drink the medicine sent by others?

You know, he never only believed in himself.

Slowly, Big Dipper asked with difficulty, "Did he say anything?"

The old eunuch said, "The second prince said, I hope he didn't die in vain. Besides..."

"What else?" Beidou Emperor raised his eyebrows and asked.

The old eunuch hesitated for a moment, and said, "Besides, the second prince said that he hopes that the emperor can fulfill his wish, pass the throne to the eldest prince as soon as possible, and go down to accompany him."

"Hahahahahaha..." Without any warning, Emperor Beidou laughed, "Okay...okay, he really deserves to be my son."

When he said this, he didn't know whether he was really saying it or was it ironic. The old eunuch is such a person who can figure out his thoughts, but at this moment he couldn't guess what he was thinking at all.

He felt a little cold, not from being blown by the wind, but from a cold heart.

The Big Dipper waved his hand at him, "Go, accompany me to court, of course Wuji will not die in vain."

The old eunuch nodded and followed Beidoudi. What he didn't see was that Beidoudi secretly made a gesture, and a man in black responded to his gesture, and then quickly disappeared.

As the news of the death of the second prince Zhao Wuji spread, there were thousands of waves of shock at the moment. The court was full of civil and military affairs, and everyone was terrified. Although they had already descended from the court before, how could anyone dare to stay at home to rest at such a critical time? They went out again at the first time and came towards the palace.

Sitting high on the dragon chair, Emperor Beidou looked down at the officials in the hall. His expression was extremely restrained, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked a little old, but it just concealed his sharpness.

Civil and military officials gathered in twos and threes to discuss matters, their voices were all kept low, and everyone was cautious, not knowing what they were afraid of.

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, most people have seen Zhao Wuji's face or been humiliated by Zhao Wuji. Although Zhao Wuji's death removed the mountain that was pressing on his head, some people were more or less gloating.

However, how can these people who can stand in the Golden Luan Hall be fools?

Even if they didn't know the truth of the matter, it didn't prevent them from using their imaginations freely, especially Zhao Wuji's death was too strange and the timing was too coincidental, wasn't it?

If he died a week in the morning, or a week in the evening, no matter how noble Zhao Wuji was, it would be impossible to cause such a big disturbance in everyone's hearts.

(End of this chapter)