Chapter 1231

"Just now, the tea in front of the palace was poisonous!" Said one of the owners.

Not all the people who came to watch the ceremony were the rich families in the capital. Some of them even arrived in the capital last night. Even if Lu aochen had great ability, he could not poison them all. Only when they were waiting in front of the palace before, they all drank the tea from the imperial dining room, which was the only chance for Lu aochen to poison.

So there is Lu aochen in the palace! Everyone's heart sank at the same time.

Brush, all around the snow light flashing, long guns like a forest! The point of a gun, which is full of Holy Spirit, is the key point of every family and every civil and military official.

All around, there were even more cold stars. Tens of thousands of long arrows were attached to the bowstring at the same time. The cold tip of the arrow pointed directly at the crowd under the stage.

"Your Highness A general with black armor comes to Lu aochen and salutes respectfully. This general is the commander of the guard: Mu Qingyun!

"Mu Qingyun, how dare you betray your majesty and Xinghua!" Although the body is poisonous, an old minister still angrily shouts a way.

"Yuanlong pulse is also the orthodoxy of my Xinghua room. Moreover, the throne should have been passed to Yuanlong pulse. I'm pulling out the chaos. Anyway, how can I betray the country?" Mu Qingyun said disapprovingly.

The old minister's cultivation was not high. After poisoning, he was not only weak all over, but also had a knife stirring in his inner organs. He was so angry that he could not say a word with trembling fingers.

The whole Fengchan platform became silent.

No one thought that Mu Qingyun, the commander of the Imperial Guard, would betray his majesty. Nowadays, the civil and military officials, the owners and the escorts are poisoned. Although there are some strong people in the audience, who can turn the tide in the face of Xinghua's most elite imperial army?

Is it true that the throne of Xinghua will fall into the hands of Lu aochen? His ambition is not covered up at all. If he is really allowed to win the throne, Xinghua will be doomed!

"You have no choice, your majesty. What belongs to our Yuanlong vein will belong to our Yuanlong vein after all." Lu aochen's mouth rose and walked towards Haotian sword. When it comes to your majesty, it's full of sarcasm. After today, his majesty of Xinghua kingdom is him, and the throne will always belong to him!

Under the stage, all the people are sad. Up to now, it is obvious that no one can stop Lu aochen. No matter whether his majesty wants to or not, the throne will eventually change, and Xinghua country will fall into war again, just like ten thousand years ago.

"Is it?" His majesty straightened his chest and looked straight at the landing dust. Although he was tired, he could not see any sadness. His waist was still straight, and his expression was still so firm.

In the past 200 years, he has been like a towering tree, supporting the foundation of Xinghua for tens of thousands of years and protecting hundreds of millions of people. At this moment, even if everyone is subject to Lu aochen, even if his life is going to end, he will not fall down and bow to anyone.

He slowly stood up, fingers holding the hilt, although the fingers are so thin, as his life gradually withered, but still so powerful.

"Well, for the sake of the royal family, I'll give you the dignity of being the king of a country, and I'll convince you of the failure of yuan and Ming Dynasties!" Lu aochen stops.