"Danger, are you really going to be so ruthless?" Emperor Jian'an rebuked angrily, looking at King Jing who was leading the palace, with a deep stinging pain in his eyes.

The more I had hoped for it, the more disappointed I was now. If possible, no father wanted to face such a situation, even if this father was Emperor Jian'an.

King Jing's eyes flashed with struggle, but it was only a moment. He opened the bow and did not turn around. He had no chance to turn back the moment he led people into the palace.

If you fail, you will be successful, not to mention that he has a great chance of winning.

"Father, please write the abdication edict!"

"Don't think about it!" Emperor Jian'an refused directly, "If you have the will, just kill me. I will not write abdication edict."

"Father, why are you so stubborn? I asked myself that I am outstanding among all my brothers. My son is the eldest son. The throne should be passed on to my son. My son is just taking back his own things in advance. What's wrong with it?" King Jing was a little proud.

My father was far-sighted, but he had calculated it hard or missed the trump card in his hand. My father wanted to break his head, but he probably couldn't have thought that his most trusted confidant Jinwu Guard commander was his person, right?

Haha, my father's face was so wonderful when he saw him just now.

"Are you taking it? You're plotting a rebellion!" Emperor Jian'an almost fainted by his shameless words, "You are a thing that forgets your ancestors, I, I------"

Emperor Jian'an coughed violently, and his face turned red. Master Shun hurriedly stepped forward to pat his back, "Master, calm your anger, calm your anger, the dragon body is the most important." He turned his head and looked at King Jing with dissatisfaction, "Your Highness, King Jing, Master Jing treats you well, why are you so disrespectful and unfilial?"

King Jing admired quietly, and looked at the majestic and tall father, so weak, and felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

He glanced at Master Shun, "You old guy, you have some color to the King of Japan to open a dyeing shop." As soon as he winked, someone immediately stepped forward and kicked Master Shun, kicking him out for a long time, "You old guy, I'll chop you up if you talk too much."

"Da Shun!" Emperor Jian'an's face changed drastically. He couldn't help but stand up, but because of the sword in front of him, he had to sit back.

"Master," Master Shun took a lot of effort to raise his head and tried to squeeze out a smile, "I'm fine." He quickly fell back on the ground, but he did not give up and crawled towards Emperor Jian'an with all his strength.

Emperor Jian'an felt his blood rushing towards his forehead. He took a deep breath and looked at King Jing with sharp eyes, "Don't you think you can really succeed? It's just that he's just left a bad reputation. I'll give you one last chance. As long as you stop, I can open my eyes."

King Jing shook his head slowly, "Father, history books are written by the victors. Don't delay time. Even if you delay, there will be no reinforcements. Listen, it's so quiet outside. Now the entire palace is under the control of my ministers. You should write a decree for abdication as soon as possible. My ministers promise to let you live your old age."

"You are stubborn, then you can do it! I want to see if you have the courage to kill the regency." Emperor Jian'an snorted coldly and sat steadily on the dragon throne.

King Jing's face looked very bad, "Father, don't force me to do it. I only want the throne, but I don't want to kill my father, but I don't force me to do it." He pulled out his dagger and took a step forward, his face full of struggle and madness.

"Hmph!" Emperor Jian'an looked at him mockingly.

King Jing took another step forward, "Father, don't force me, I don't want me."

At this moment, the sound of weapons colliding came from outside, sometimes near and sometimes far away.

The people from King Jing’s camp quickly reminded, “Your Highness, don’t want the kindness of a woman, you must be punished and will suffer from chaos!”

King Jing can only do such things as regicide. Anyway, they don’t have the courage. No matter how nice it sounds, they are regicide. Even if King Jing ascends the throne, even if they work for King Jing, it will be a death sentence. When King Jing sits firmly in the court, he will turn around and settle the account.

Who can survive until the palace with King Jing is not calculating? No matter how anxious they are, they will not do it for King Jing.

King Jing's face was covered in ferociousness, his eyes were blood-red, "Father, you forced your son." He raised the dagger high and was about to fall. With a scream, King Jing fell to the ground, and the dagger in his hand also fell off.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. Only Emperor Jian'an's expression did not change, and he said lightly: "You are here."

"Yes, I'm here to save you." Han Jingyue was walking slowly at the entrance of the hall, wearing black clothes, and you could smell the smell of blood from afar.

King Jing's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Kill him! No matter how powerful he is, there is only one person. Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

However, no one moved, not only did no one move, but instead retreated as Han Jingyue approached.

King Jing was furious, "Didn't you hear me? Chen Zhe, I asked you to kill him. Kill him soon!"

Chen Zhe, who was named, was the commander of Jinwu Guard. He looked at King Jing with a expressionless face, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Han Jingyue spoke, "His Highness Jing, the farce is over. Take it down!"

Chen Zhe moved, and took a few swords, and most of the people around him fell down.

At this time, King Jing had nothing to understand. He stared at Chen Zhe, "You, are you from King An?!"

Chen Zhe's expression still did not fluctuate, "No, to be precise, I am a saint. I am loyal to the saint and never changed."

"So this is a conspiracy!" King Jing's face was distorted. All life-saving graces were fake! Why is he so stupid! How could he believe that Chen Zhe would betray his father? Hahaha, he is indeed stupid!

King Jing laughed to the sky.

"I have reminded you. "The Emperor Jian'an looked at the laughing King Jing, and felt that he couldn't speak," he said, "It's you who insisted on doing it alone."

"Yes, it is the son minister who is determined to act alone, it is the son minister who is ruthless, it is the son minister who is unfaithful and unfilial. But father, the son minister who has worked hard for so many years has not taken notice? In order to get your affirmation, the son minister is willing to go through the sea of ​​swords and fires. But what about you? How did you treat the son minister?

"King An, he is not surnamed Xia until now, but you treat him ten or a hundred times better than treating Erchen. A prince still holds the Forbidden Knight in his hand. What do you think about Erchen? You are afraid that you have never thought about passing the throne to Erchen? Erchen is the eldest son of the emperor. You pass over Erchen to pass the throne. How do you let Erchen do it?"

The questioning of the emperor hit Jian'an's heart like a hammer, which also made him furious, "Rebellious son, thunder, rain and dew are all kindness of the Lord. You, you are still dissatisfied!"

"My son is a human being, why can't my son be dissatisfied?" King Jing shouted, as if he was crazy. Just when Chen Zhe and others were worried that he would hurt the emperor and wanted to step forward, they heard Emperor Jian'an exclaim, "Boss!"

King Jing slowly fell to the ground with a dagger in front of his chest, "Father, have you ever felt good about your son-in-law-----"
Chapter completed!