"Seventh brother, what are you hesitating about?"

Murong Shen said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said.

Just looking at Murong Yu's look, he knew that he might not feel that he was capable of ascending the throne and becoming the emperor.

He touched the Yellow scroll hidden in his arms with complex thoughts. After all, he still had a trace of selfishness. He asked again, "I just comply with the destiny, seventh brother. You should also know that among these brothers, except you and me, I can't pick anyone to ascend to the top."

What he said is true, and Murong Yu is also clear.

But it was clear that as soon as he thought of Youping's words, he didn't want to say more with him.

Fortunately, he is not impulsive.

Even if he was angry again, he still restrained the idea of killing in his heart, and looked coldly at Murong Shen.

"According to my words, whether it's the fourth brother or the fifth brother, they can shoulder great responsibilities."

Murong Yu's voice was very weak, just like saying the most common thing.

But Murong Shen heard the voice of heartbreak.

"Don't you really want to support me at all? Just like when I was a child, you protect me wholeheartedly..."

Murong Shen's eyes were red. He stared at Murong Yu as if he were looking at a heartless man, which made his back cold.

Murong Yu walked uneasily to the window and opened some distance with Murong Shen. Fang said, "for me, whoever ascends the throne is the same. With me and King lie, the summer can't be chaotic."

Murong Shen's chest stagnated and said nothing again.

"Seventh brother, you haven't made out with me since you grew up. I don't ask much. I just want you to be as gentle to me as you were when you were a child."

At the thought of Murong Yu protecting himself everywhere and being gentle and considerate when talking to himself, his heart felt uncomfortable again.

He really doesn't ask much.

All along, Murong Yuyi was the first bright color in his life.

He really always thought that as long as he became, he could go back to the past with Murong Yu.

However, the reality is not that dream can get a perfect ending.

"When you choose to act secretly and deceive me, you and I will never be able to go back."

Murong Yu mercilessly said what Murong Shen didn't like to hear.

Also let him stare at a pair of apricot eyes and stare at him several times. Only then did the light at the bottom of his eyes gradually dim under Murong Yu's cold eyes.

"You're right. As long as you say it, it's always reasonable."

He sat weakly on the chair beside him, touched the scroll in his arms again, clenched it with force, and took it out as if he had made some determination.

"Since you can't support me because of personal feelings, this legacy should change your mind."

Murong Yu suddenly remembered Murong Du's visit to him.

At this time, he finally understood why he said that at that time.

Indeed, Murong Shen's accession to the throne seems to bring no less danger than King Ping.

Since one must ascend the throne, there is no doubt that he is the best choice.

Unfortunately, the fourth brother never knew.

He just doesn't want the position above.

Otherwise, no one can really stop him in the whole summer, including King lie.

"Why don't you even dare not answer the left call?" Murong sat carefully for a while, seemed to recover his spirit, stared at Murong Yu, straightened up his back, and gave him a cold look, "Murong Yu, do you want to resist?"

The hat is big enough.

Murong Yuyun was lucky, so he pressed down his impulse to beat Murong Shen again.

But he has lost the idea of talking to Murong Shen again.

"Murong Shen, you take the call book and tell me it's a legacy call. Why don't you directly ascend the throne and ask me for something?"

Murong choked carefully. He really had no confidence.

Although this legacy is true.

But no one can prove it.

Coupled with the military power in Murong's hand and what king lie once said to him, he had to care about the seven elder brothers who had not paid much attention to before.

Because of this, he came with King Ping and wanted to use a comparison to make Murong yu feel that he was the best candidate for the throne.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even want to talk to himself.

Murong Shen took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Murong Yu robbed Bai again.

"You can leave him in my palace. If you have nothing to do, you can go."

Naturally, he is king Ping.

Murong Shen immediately understood.

However, his original purpose of coming to the seven kings' residence was not for this.

This made his eyes sink, and the smile on his face was all restrained.

"Brother Qi, are you going to help king Ping ascend?"

His voice is still stable, but his tone has been cold and fierce, "I advise you to think twice. The Ping king has always been unable to help, and has done all the bad things. Now he shows his face in the auction house. Do you really think he still has the ability to ascend the throne?"

Saying this, Murong Shen raised the legacy call in his hand again, slightly hooked up the corner of his lower lip and said, "besides, the legacy call is not mine. Even if the seventh brother has no intention of political affairs, he should understand how important it is to have a good relationship with the last controller in the country, isn't it?"

At this point, his words suddenly turned and said with a smile, "of course, you can live your own life regardless. However, your reputation as a god of war and a general may not get better. If you go to the street and are thrown eggs or something, don't blame your brother for not reminding you."

These words are a little too much.

And this hat after hat didn't want money to press on his head. Murong Yu faintly wanted to be really wearing this hat. It's estimated that he can't see the sun tomorrow.

Although he doesn't care, if he wants to live a good life with Mo Xiyan, travel around the north and south of the river with her, and live a peaceful and comfortable life, he must ensure to maintain a certain friendly relationship with the new emperor.

Just be cautious about Murong. It seems difficult to make peace.

"I think brother seven has figured it out, hasn't he?"

Murong Yu's face sank and Murong Shen smiled. The haze on his face dispersed directly and showed a bright smile. "Don't worry, as long as brother seven is still my brother seven, I won't make your life too difficult."

With that, Murong Shen shook his sleeve and turned away.

Until his figure disappeared not far away, Murong Yu grabbed the window frame and broke off a piece with great force.

"Why are you so angry?" Mo Xiyan came in with the bird's nest. Seeing the wood in his hand, he only slightly collected his eyes, but looked away, as if he didn't see anything. His eyes smiled. "Come and have a drink. I made it specially. I don't know whether it's delicious or not."

Then she stood at the table and waved to the man.