Chapter 1387

Feng Yu trembled, her eyes were scarlet, and sweat fell from her forehead.

Feng Ye opens his eyes with difficulty and looks at him. "Brother Liu, don't..." Feng Ye, you fool! I used my father's vertigo to put incense in his censer, which made him faint and killed him. I carefully deployed these elite soldiers for you, bought mammy Wang to kill the Empress Dowager and asked you to take the throne. As a result, you failed to live up to my expectations. After all, nothing was achieved. I'm still angry

What's the use of keeping you? "

Feng Yu pointed to Feng Ye at the mouth of his sword and accused him loudly. It was almost crazy.

Feng Ye tightly covers the position of the wound. The blood turns his hand red. He listens to Feng Yu's rebuke and slowly shakes his head. Fengyu knelt on the ground and laughed loudly, "hahaha, hahaha, father emperor, father emperor, you are always better. I changed the imperial edict behind the plaque, but you have already engraved the imperial edict on Jiang Keji! Where's the Phoenix formula? Why did he inherit the throne? I disagree

Angry, I'm not convinced! "

He suddenly took out a packet of powder from his arms, threw it in front of Feng Jue and said, "this is the medicine I gave my father! Go and find out if I did it! "

He found this in Feng Ye's room after he heard Feng Ye tell the truth about his father's death. He took it with him as stolen goods!

Seeing Feng Yu's "Crazy" appearance, Feng Ye closes his eyes powerlessly.

Even like the moon, the fundus of her eyes is slightly coagulated. Feng Yu has always had no desire and no desire. She loves poetry, songs and Fu and plays in mountains and rivers. How can she have such a careful mind to deploy these things.

But now, he pointed all the evidence of evil at himself.

Feng Yu's hand trembled, sweat flowed down from her forehead, and her hand holding the long sword couldn't help trembling.

"No, brother Liu Wang..." Feng Ye opens his mouth, and more blood flows out of the corners of his lips. The blood blurred people's eyes. He closes his eyes slowly, his head tilts, and his hands hang down.

Brother Liu Wang, you fool, why... Why did you sacrifice for me? It's not worth it, it's not worth it.

My brother has done nothing for you. Why do you do this for me? Why, why?

Looking at Feng Ye's slowly closed eyes, Feng Yu's fundus overflowed with a painful expression. A moment later, he firmly held the sword in his hand and tried to continue to assassinate Feng Ye. He shouted, "you useless thing, I wasted all my years of careful layout to push you to the top. If you weren't for your long-term love and indecision, how could you cause such consequences today!

You wasted my effort, you damn it, you damn it! "

Feng Yu's words have taken all his sins on himself, as if Feng Ye was forced to succumb.

"Somebody! Catch the sixth Prince Fengyu“ At the command of Feng Jue, Jiang Keji immediately led the bodyguard to catch him. Feng Yu is crazy, waving his sword and shouting, "Feng Jue, Feng Ye has repeatedly said in front of me that you are brave, decisive, generous and kind. You are the best candidate to be an emperor. You are not willing to be an enemy. In my eyes, in my eyes, you are just a wet blanket

Hairy child, what qualifications do you have to inherit the throne? The father and the emperor have no eyes and chose people like you. Father emperor, you are dizzy, dizzy! The great Zhou Dynasty is going to die, the great Zhou Dynasty is going to die! "

Feng Yu cursed the emperor, Feng Jue and the imperial court as much as he could.

Everyone was shocked. Feng Yu always showed himself as a graceful gentleman. Today, these rough words came out of his mouth. It's really incredible.

The bodyguard forcibly took him away. He was still very unconvinced. He cursed and cursed frequently.

When he finally stepped out of Rongyuan hall, he turned back and looked at Feng Ye. A sad and broken smile appeared on his face, and tears twinkled in the bottom of his eyes:

Feng Ye, my good brother, live well.

"Somebody, take the eighth Prince Feng Ye out... For treatment“ Feng Yunzheng ordered.

"Yes“ Several bodyguards came forward and carried down Feng Ye, who was unconscious by the arrow.

Then, two rows of eunuchs quickly ran in and cleaned the blood in Rongyuan hall. The hall was clean as if nothing had happened.

"By heaven, the emperor said:

Feng Jue, the eleventh son of the emperor of Ming'an, has a valuable character. If you bow deeply to me, you will be able to overcome the great unification and succeed me to the throne. "

Above the hall, the voice of announcing the successor resounded over the palace.

"Welcome the eleventh prince to the throne."

"Long live my emperor!"

Feng Yunzheng, even like the moon and everyone in the palace, prostrate on the ground and worship loudly.

Holding the imperial seal, Feng Jue walked to the high platform step by step. His face was firm, steady and calm. He walked so firmly every step without any hesitation.

He knows, or, this is not his choice, but since God has chosen him, he will be a good emperor, diligent and loving the people, courteous and virtuous corporal.

At this moment, the general of the past appeared in Feng Jue's mind.

At that time, the wind gently brushed his face. At that time, the clouds floated in mid air, within reach and far away. At that time, he was just the legitimate grandson of Lian Xiangfu, carefree and happy with the current situation. It seemed that his life had been planned since he was born. It's my sister. The sister who came back from Yaocheng seems to have changed a person. My sister let him understand that the cruelty of life can't be avoided. Only when I face it can I win

I can get there.

Lian Xiangyue looked at the back of Feng Jue and grew up. The boy who carried a basket of green jujubes to her yard in the past, like a wisp of breeze blowing into her life, gave her heavy and bloody life a little bright. After all, he grew up.

Since then, he is no longer her brother. He is the emperor, the emperor of all people and the hope of all people.

The Feng Jue of the previous life is not a Feng Jue, but a Lian Jue. It was mutilated, broken hands and feet, and cruel in death.

In this life, he stationed in the frontier, killed the enemy and defended the country, and finally ascended the throne.

Jue'er, just go ahead and move forward firmly. This is your road and the road you must go on. My sister believes that you will walk out of a prosperous scene and a prosperous era

At this time, a warm hand stretched out and covered her palm, making her feel a little warm.

She turned back and looked at him, "Yun Zheng..."

"Moon..."

I saw that Feng Jue slowly turned around and faced the crowd.

The eunuch who had already prepared respectfully came over with the Dragon Robe and knelt on the ground to wear the Dragon Robe for him. Feng Jue's face was dignified. He opened his hands and looked straight ahead, allowing people to wear dragon guns one by one.