Chapter 225

Grandfather's words contain too much bitterness. They used to be close father and son.

Now it's about killing each other's enemies.

Blood is thicker than water, tiger poison does not eat son, in the royal family, that is a fairy tale!

"Father, the imperial edict of Zen throne is ready. Please seal it with jade seal."

Han Qingtian stares at his father without any warmth in his eyes.

With a slight wave of his hand, Yan Wenzhao came forward with the prepared imperial edict and spread it on the emperor's desk.

"Hanqingtian, unless you kill me, I won't build it!"

The white haired grandfather's face full of vicissitudes is full of nobility and unyielding.

He determined that Han Qingtian did not dare to attack himself.

Because his throne must be justified. If he kills his father and seizes the king, he will be despised by the people of the world.

"Is it?"

The corner of hanqingtian's mouth has a cold radian, and his cold eyes turn to look at the emperor's uncles in hanxuyuan.

"Don't blame your son for his ruthlessness."

Before speaking, touch your neck with the palm of your hand and stroke gently.

Han Xuyuan watched with his own eyes the uncle Huang who had taught him how to ride slowly fell down, and the blood trickled down the edge of the knife on his neck.

He stayed there, thinking has been paralyzed by blood.

Mingming's tears keep falling, but I can't feel pain in my heart.

"You

The emperor's grandfather watched his son die in front of him and watched Han Qingtian angrily.

"Are you really good at your own hands and feet?"

The overwhelming anger gathered in his chest, but his grandfather could do nothing.

Just keep coughing, coughing up blood, dirty in front of the imperial edict.

Cold day is still unmoved, fingers gently, another brother also fell in the pool of blood.

"Father, they are all your sons. If they don't die, it's me."

Leng Che's words echoed in Wuji hall, just like the final announcement of death.

The face full of killing twisted and fell into Han Xuyuan's eyes. It was not his father, but a monster, a monster infected by power!

"If you don't want to give them up, draw up an imperial edict again and pass the throne on to your children's ministers. They promise you that they will be safe all their lives!"

Every word is full of threats.

The emperor's grandfather has gone. He can't change the situation.

Do not want to see his son died, do not want to see fratricidal, finally humiliating place under the head.

Zen is located in Hanqing days later, the emperor's grandfather left.

Tears fell uncontrollably from his eyes. Since he was a child, grandfather Huang loved him most.

It was his father who killed him. Since then, Han Xuyuan knew that only holding the supreme power could he protect himself.

With a long sigh, Han Xuyuan gazed at Han xuyao, who rarely had some temperature.

"Brother Yao, if you can't escape this disaster, then you are the next one to be suspected by your father."

Han xuyao's heart trembled and he opened his mouth to ask something.

Han Xuyuan has turned his back, leaving behind a lonely shadow of vicissitudes.

"Take good care of Li'er and protect her."

In the corner came his hoarse voice.

After the signing of the national documents, his majesty summoned Hong Tianquan in taichen palace.

At that time, there were only two of them in the hall.

His majesty got up and went down the steps to Hong Tianquan.

Hands back in the back, dark eyes across the cold.

"Hong Tianquan, tell me the truth, is the poison on me from your emperor or yourself?"

He deliberately lowered his voice, and His Majesty's sharp eyes looked at every nerve on Hong Tianquan's face.

"What's the difference, your majesty?"

Hong Tianquan asked with a smile and stepped back to distance himself from his majesty.

Squint your eyes and pretend to be profound.

There is no difference, but your majesty has got the answer from the eyes of Hong Tianquan.

"I've made so many concessions. Shouldn't you offer the antidote?"

His deep voice was mixed with anger. His majesty wanted to push the man in front of him out of the Meridian Gate and behead him.

Sure enough, his aim was to cure the disease.

Hong Tianquan's eyes are clear, and the radian of his mouth is enlarged.

"It's a pity that there's no remedy for soul swallowing powder. If your majesty is not happy, you can kill the foreign minister to vent your hatred."

See the cold Qingtian dare not move him, Hong Tianquan words with rampant.

Tianchi holy water is on the top of the holy mountain in southern Xinjiang. The holy mountain is ten thousand feet high, surrounded by cliffs.

Even those who are good at lightness skills may not be able to climb.

It would be better to tell him that there is no antidote, so as not to harm the people in southern Xinjiang.Han Qingtian's life, Hong Tianquan is determined to win, that is what he owes guanyue!

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

His majesty raised his head and began to laugh.

He reached out and patted Hong Tianquan on the shoulder.

"Hong Tianquan, I tell you that I will not be manipulated by your poison. I will live a long life!"

His majesty spoke the last four words with great force, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He is the son of heaven, except God can take back his life, no one else can!

"Then the foreign minister will wait and see."

Hong Tianquan bows his hands and cuts through the cold in his eyes.

"I hope the national teacher can let bygones be bygones."

The emperor turned and returned to his position. He lifted the bright yellow robe and sat on the top.

Even if Han Xuyuan doesn't deal with it, the situation is gone.

"It's your Majesty's family business. As long as your majesty is not hard for the two apprentices of the foreign minister, the so-called letter of betraying the nation is written by Bai Sheng imitating the handwriting of the prince, which has nothing to do with the prince."

Hong Tianquan put forward his exchange terms without any hesitation.

Hanqing day, the so-called father must have his son, this Hanxu yuan can stay more time.

"That's good. Go down."

His majesty didn't want to talk to Hong Tianquan any more. He waved his hand, looked at his back and leaned back on his chair.

Kneading the eyebrows, the emperor's face flashed in my mind.

That old face, that indignant expression, is forced by own son to die, looks at own son fratricidal, that is how mood?!

Perhaps, this is retribution.

At this moment, he understood about the mood of the emperor.

Looking at the Jiulong throne he made, he sighed.

"Father, were you very disappointed with your children's ministers?"

After the peace negotiation was completed, Bai Xiu and Bai Sheng were pardoned, and Hong Tianquan was ready to return home.

Before he left, he went to jingwangfu to visit yanluoli.

Her injury is much better, and she can walk on the ground, but the pain is still fresh in her memory.

"My Lord, how can you come to see me when you are free?"

Yan Luoli sits in the courtyard drinking tea and invites Hong Tianquan to sit down.

"Is the princess much better?"

Looking at Yan Luoli, Hong Tianquan's eyes flickered.

If it had not been for her careful design, the negotiation would not have been so smooth.

"Much better. Thank you for your concern. Would you like to see Master?"

Ye Luo is busy recovering Xiao Yan's mind recently, staying in Liuyun Pavilion.

"Forget it, younger martial sister disdains to meet me."

Hong Tianquan waved his hand and showed his love.

If this wench follows oneself to walk this much good, stay in South Chu, always not at ease.

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