Chapter 1942

Beijing, inside the palace.

Three steps, one post, five steps, one post.

Under the dim light, Ya Huan flipped through the military news coming from ahead, with a gloomy expression on his face.

On the bed not far behind him, the six-year-old little grandson, the current Emperor Li Hui, was fast asleep, dreaming sweet dreams.

Ever since the old emperor Sheng passed away and the situation in the Seven Kingdoms became extremely tense, Ya Huan has been guarding the little emperor and grandson almost every step of the way.

He always kept in mind the old patriarch's instructions, and guarded Emperor Dasheng conscientiously as the old patriarch did back then. Even though the emperor was young and ignorant, he never complained at all.

Not much time has passed since the ancestral land of the Lieyang Clan collapsed, but Ya Huan has matured a lot in a short period of time.

There is no way, he is no longer the high-spirited young patriarch of the Golden Crow clan. Everything he does and every step he takes now has to consider many things, and the responsibility on him is unprecedentedly heavy.

Shengyang Realm was surrounded by the coalition forces of the entire Seven Kingdoms, and it was not long before the news of Prince Yanyang's death reached Beijing, and he had no time to be happy.

A Prince Yanyang left, and an ambitious Pei Wang Liu Yan came again, and this time the situation was more pessimistic than ever before.

Ya Huan has always been very clear about who is behind Prince Yanyang and how much energy he possesses.

Because of this, when he smelled the hoax of Prince Yanyang's suicide, a chill ran from the soles of Ya Huan's feet to his spine.

Qiankun will lose!

After investing a lot of manpower and material resources for Prince Yanyang, before he had time to fight Pei Guo for a few rounds, Qian Kun would suddenly admit defeat so readily!

The Moon King died, and so did Prince Yanyang, and the Pei Kingdom received the Yue Kingdom unexpectedly quickly, without any decent counterattack from the Qiankun Society.

All these things are clearly telling him that either Peiguo's strength is unbelievably strong, or Qiankun will choose to cooperate with Peiguo.

And no matter which possibility it is, it is very unfavorable to Beijing!

Ya Huan was very annoyed, if Prince Yanyang and Pei Guo could fight for a few more rounds, it would be best if both sides would suffer, then Beijing would be saved.

However, the enemy did not give him a chance to breathe, integrated the Seven Kingdoms at the fastest speed, and aimed at the Sunshine Realm at the fastest speed.

The current emperor of Beijing is young, and the imperial court is like a mess of sand. He is exhausted physically and mentally due to external troubles and internal troubles.

thump.

A crow suddenly landed on the window, retracting its wings, with a nervous look on its face, hesitating to speak.

"Which family ran away?"

Ya Huan said pretending to be calm without even raising her head.

In the past few days, important court officials and aristocratic families in Beijing had been assassinated and killed frequently, causing panic among the people.

When the first assassination appeared, he immediately strengthened the patrol of the whole city by the Crow Army, vowing to find out whoever was behind the scenes.

He originally thought that relying on the control power of the Raven Army in Beijing for many years, it would be easy to control the situation, but he didn't expect that the killer was much more powerful than he imagined.

Those killers came and went without a trace, so far they have not been able to catch any of them, just like ghosts.

The situation cannot be effectively controlled, and the city of Beijing is naturally in chaos. Some aristocratic families feel that this place is no longer safe, and they find various excuses to evacuate from Beijing.

The outside of Shengyang has now been blocked by the armies of the Seven Kingdoms. Where can these people go after leaving Shengjing?

The so-called aristocratic families often have inextricable chains of interests in the various countries within the imperial dynasty. In this case, it is conceivable what choice they will make.

Ya Huan had thought of stopping them and forcing them to stay in Beijing. If the day came when the soldiers approached the city, they would be considered a not weak force.

However, he was mentally prepared to devote himself to the Lieyang Clan, but this was not the case within the Lieyang Clan.

The Jinwu tribe is very simple, they have followed the Lieyang tribe for generations, and even if the Lieyang tribe is in a desperate situation, they will not have a different heart.

The Lieyang clan is much more complicated, not counting the dead Yanyang prince, there are still many factions within the Lieyang clan, and many members of the royal family are fighting for their own interests.

Before Prince Yanyang died, some people within the Lieyang clan spoke out for him, calling for deposing the young grandson and welcoming the prince back. Now Beijing is in chaos, and there are people who are colluding with aristocratic families and court officials. Those who run away run away, those who persuade them to surrender, they really deserve to die!

"Duke Ming left Beijing with a group of people, saying that he was going to the front line to pay the army." Crow General said cautiously.

Click!

The brush in Ya Huan's hand broke immediately, and her face turned red.

King Ming is the nephew of the old Emperor Sheng, being granted the throne shows how much he was favored.

However, when the imperial dynasty was at stake, instead of staying in Beijing to appease the people, he ran away with a group of people instead. What is this?

"Reward the army? Did he reward Dasheng's army?!"

Ya Huan resisted the urge to slap the table, not daring to wake up the little grandson behind him, and said while suppressing his anger and resentment.

With the departure of King Ming, the hearts of the people in Beijing will become even more scattered, and the vassal faction in the imperial court will inevitably become more rampant!

"Back off."

Ya Huan waved his hand, and when his men left, he leaned weakly on the back of the chair, his eyes full of confusion.

If you want to kill a thief, you will be powerless!

Even if the hundred thousand crows are still fighting, they have already lost half of the enemy's despicable actions!

"Even the Lieyang Clan has given up their country, so why should brother Yahuan be obsessed with it?"

In the room, suddenly there was a sound as plain as water, which made Ya Huan startled into a cold sweat, and immediately jumped up from the chair!

"It's you!"

He turned around to look, and saw a human youth with black hair and black eyes, and a cross tattoo on his forehead sitting beside the bedside of the little emperor's grandson.

Chen Yi!

He knew that this ally of Wulie back then was not easy, but he never thought that now he can command the armies of the Seven Kingdoms, and even make Qiankun retreat in spite of difficulties!

The real black hand behind Peiguo was so bold that he sneaked into the Dasheng Palace alone, which made him even more unexpected!

The little emperor's grandson is only a few feet away from him, and he defends himself day and night, but he didn't expect someone to take advantage of him!

Ya Huan had the urge to rush forward, but just as soon as she moved, she was warned by Gu Chen.

"If you think he's safe and sound, please be safe. I'm here today to have a good talk with you."

That understated tone killed Ya Huan's impulse. He took a deep breath and said, "Threat me with the life of a six-year-old child, Chen Yi, you are really capable!"

Gu Chen was expressionless, glanced at the little grandson in his sleep, and said: "He is indeed a child, but he is also the emperor of Dasheng. Since he is sitting in this position, whether he wants to or not, there is There's a lot of responsibility that he has to bear."