Chapter 142

It was a thorn he had buried in his heart for many years, a nightmare he could not get rid of every night. He was in charge of the world all his life, and his glory was unparalleled, but nanmenxi was the shadow behind his glory.

Now they are all turned out by nanmenyu, and his pain, fear, hate and regret are all turned out.

He saw south door Yu then thought of oneself.

The words of his father's death 14 years ago suddenly came to my mind, and my breath was very short.

"Reincarnation of the way of heaven, reincarnation of the way of heaven."

The way of heaven is cause and effect. Has he been punished in the end.

The South Gate murmured to himself, his eyes suddenly became bone chilling, and he stood up from the chair.

He went to the wall, slowly pulled out his sword, turned and walked toward the south gate.

Fuhai was surprised, but he didn't dare to get up. He seemed to think of what nanmenyu was going to do next. He shook his body and buried his head lower.

There were no words in the hall, only the heavy gasps and bursts of coughing at the south gate.

The body at the end of the crossbow, the sword that accompanied him to fight in the north and south when he was young, symbolizing the status of power, now seems to have made him unable to afford.

Killing Nanmen Yu is the same as killing himself, so whether his guilt can be redeemed.

Nanmenyu's thoughts are turbid, and only this one is clear and unusual.

The smile on nanmenyu's face gradually disappears. He coldly looks at nanmenyu coming towards him, with another kind of irony on his mouth.

"Your Highness."

The black bodyguard behind Nanmen Yu looks at the motionless Nanmen Yu and calls him urgently, but Nanmen Yu beckons him not to worry.

Some of the guards brought by nanmenyu behind them look at each other, and some are ready to move.

Huo Yanchen looked on coldly and didn't say a word from beginning to end. He looked out from the window behind the south gate.

In the four directions of heaven and earth, there are dark clouds gradually dispersing, and in the western sky, there are also dark clouds constantly gathering.

"It seems that the heavy rain will not stop for a while."

He opened his mouth in a low voice and glanced out of the window again. He just saw a flash of white in front of the window.

Is small late, Huo Yanchen eyebrow angle a quiver, in the eyes panic a flash but pass, complexion instantly become black heavy.

"Where is he?"

On the main hall, people's eyes fall on nanmenyu and nanmenyu, and no one pays attention to him. He moves forward a few steps, squats down, and looks at the sea of happiness buried on the ground with fierce eyes.

"If you don't know where this is, the rebel is there."

Fuhai will look elsewhere, light way, but only in exchange for Huo Yanchen an unpredictable smile.

"Fuhai, who do you mean when you came here last night with the order?"

Huo Yanchen lowered his head and used a voice that they could hear. As soon as Fuhai's face changed, a touch of surprise crossed his face.

"Naturally, the old slave lost his mind and made mistakes."

"Ha ha, is that right? My father-in-law, if you don't guess the situation today, who is the winner between the king and the prince?"

The prince of Fuhai has lost his chance, and the winner is Huo Yanchen.

"Is that so, father-in-law?"

"Nature, nature."

It is that kind of clear and insipid, but let people listen to the heart of a tremor tone, Fuhai in Huo Yanchen light eyes, forehead out of cold sweat, the atmosphere dare not a mouthful.

"Father Fuhai has been waiting in front of his father for so many years, but in the end, he stood in the wrong line and looked for the wrong direction."

Huo Yanchen said to brush the robe angle to stand up, Fuhai body a soft, almost paralyzed on the ground, scared way, don't you do things in front of people already know.

But how is it possible? I really can't figure out where Huo Yanchen can see the clue. Fuhai guesses that Huo Yanchen, who is alert, is cheating himself. He steadfastly smiles at Huo Yanchen, but the smile is ugly.

"My father-in-law went to invite the imperial guards. Where are they now?"

Huo Yanchen looks at nanmenyu, who has already come to nanmenyu. He opens his mouth to Fuhai, and gently rubs the Kesi gold thread on the cuffs of Huafu with his thumb.

"This, this... The slave met he si on the way. After he was rescued, he rushed back to report that the matter of asking the forbidden army had been handed over to the patrol guards. I don't know why the forbidden army hadn't arrived yet."

Fuhai is in fear.

Rub your fingers at the cuff.

"Oh, that's a pity. Today the prince's people surrounded the main hall. We are weak. If the imperial guards don't come, the prince will be really defeated. I'm afraid we will die here today."

Huo Yanchen said, do not look at the face of a white expression of frozen Fuhai, will look out of the window, the wind up the tree shake.

It's raining hard again.

On the other side, a shrill exclamation came from the prince's bedroom in Xuanlong hall, and then something overturned and broke.

"Don't..."

The man on the collapse suddenly opened his eyes, sweating on his forehead, with a pale face, and his chest undulating violently. His eyes looked at the brocade bed curtain with fear, and his arms hung weakly beside the bed. Under the bed was a glass cup broken by mistake.

"Niang Niang, what's the matter with you, but you are in a nightmare."

The servant girl heard the voice and quickly opened the curtain. First, she looked at the bulging belly of the man on the bed. Seeing that the child was ok, she was relieved. Then she lifted up Nanke, who was sweating.

"The empress is in a nightmare, but she needs a maid to ask for a doctor."

Palace maidservant has not yet reflected, the body has been pushed away by Nanke, she was out of bed, holding the waist, even embroidered shoes have no time to wear, red eyes to run out.

The sole of the foot stepped on the ground and burst out bright red. The maidservant was afraid at last.

"Lady, what's the matter with you."

She drags Nanke's struggling body and shouts to the outside. Several maids come in the room. Seeing this, she helps the maidservant to stabilize Nanke.

"Go and get the doctor."

Seeing that Nanke's eyes were dull, his breath was short, his face was white, and he could not see any blood color. His eyes were red. He cried to the maid beside him, and his tears fell down.

Since she had been waiting on Nanke, she had never seen her so lost. She seemed to have been drained of all her strength.

Helplessness is distressing.

"No, I'm fine."

Before the maid left, Nanke suddenly opened her mouth.

"How long has the prince been gone?"

She trembles to ask a side palace maidservant, Xiu eyebrow Cu became a ball, even hang in the body side of the hands are shaking.

In the dream, Fulin palace is bright red. She sees the emperor kill nanmenyu himself. Before he closes his eyes, he smiles and says that he has never regretted meeting him in his life.

The only regret and remorse is that she was late and didn't save her from his mother. She suffered so much. The only gratitude is that she didn't die and finally came back to him.

The dream is so real, so terrible, everything is in the blink of an eye, and what Nanmen Yu plans is so dangerous, she knows.

The maid answered that she had been there for an hour.

Nanke's breath stagnated, and the blood color in her dream dyed her eyes again. She covered her chest and stepped back. She was gently held by the palace maid.