Chapter 48 The yellow finch eats the human bone

"Am I a beast?" There was an abnormal blush on his white face, and he suddenly laughed: "I'm a beast, haha, I'm a beast. What are you? Huh? My dear father."

In the face of some crazy people, Wu Canghong calmed down. The domineering spirit contained in the body sitting in the world spread out. He stared at the person in front of him with a strange expression like him: "Why on earth? You have been treating you well since you were a child.

"Why?" He followed him and muttered, and then his expression suddenly twisted, like anger, like pity, like hatred and love, and laughter like blood in his throat: "Ha, haha, you ask me why? That's ridiculous. Why don't you ask yourself? You say."

Wu Canghong just stared at him, and all his emotions did not let him move half of his eyes. Now what he wants is just an answer, an answer that can make him understand everything. And the person who betrayed him...

"Do you want to kill me?" He approached him, and the blush on his cheeks slowed down, more dazzling than the woman's rouge. He smiled with a regretful smile and said, "But not yet, you can't do it yet." You always think that you control everything, haha, how ridiculous. Didn't you find it? Your body turned to be stiffer and stiffer.

What? Wu Canghong clenched his finger bones tightly, but found that it was really difficult to move. I'm afraid this poison has gone to the bone tonight.

"It is said that people are about to die and their words are good. I believe you for the last time. Have you ever loved my mother? Have you ever given her even a little pity? Wu Canghen's eyes tightly locked him. This was the first time he looked directly into the eyes of the yin bully, not the fear and dodge in the past.

"No." Even if he loses control of his body, he spit out these two words clearly. The king's arrogance did not allow him to bow his head: "No at all."

"Do you know? The day you sent my mother out of the palace for that woman, she was hanged and died in the family that really belonged to her but despised her. Do you know how many people who rely on you have been killed by the kindness of letting them out of the palace? You know what!" He shook his stiff body crazily.

Suddenly, he stopped and said coldly, "No, in fact, you know. You know that you can't live without them, but in order to please her, you still push them into the fire with a smile. How many days and nights have those women been with you? What a cruel imperial heart."

"You don't know yet." He stood up, put his sickly pale fingers on Huang Ling, pointed to a place and smiled at him, "Actually, I don't need you for a long time. You are also allowed to sit here, just to let you see how the child of the person you abandoned once killed the woman's child and how he took your place. You never forget that all this was caused by yourself.

Staring at that place, Wu Canghong's eyes were about to crack. When was his yellow seal engraved there? The cold light in his eyes couldn't wait to cut him to the ground immediately and said mercilessly, "Well, you are still too naive. Do you think a volume of imperial edicts can pave the whole world for you? What a joke. The ministers are all here, and everyone is watching your great rebellion. If you want to be an emperor, you are crazy!"

From the beginning to now, the courtiers present have finally played a role. The emperor has mentioned them. How can they continue to air with the idea of ignoring the emperor's housework?

"The eldest prince! You are so rebellious, you, you will be punished by God!" The old minister who fell softly on the case pointed at him tremblingly, and his grief and indignation were full of words.

"God's punishment?" Wu Canghen looked up to the sky and laughed, patted his chest with his hand: "God, I am heaven. I will soon be the son of heaven. Don't be afraid of heaven!"

"Reverse son, rebellious son!" Another soft minister said angrily.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince walked against the sky and wanted to kill the king to seize the throne. If you don't kill him, it's not enough for civilians to be angry!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, please order it quickly. This son is conscienceless and will be punished!"

The soft ministers here admonished angrily. Wu Canghong was about to open his mouth, but he heard a man snorted coldly: "A bunch of idiots! Don't look at the current form. Since the eldest prince dares to force him, are you still afraid that you can't do it? Can your soft-footed shrimps protect your majesty with stiff hands and feet now?!"

The man who spoke was still drinking with a large glass of wine in his hand. Obviously, he did not lose his physical strength. Everyone here also recognized him, and then heard someone scold him, "Ji Yu, you are a minister in vain. Your Majesty trusts you so much and gives you the position of commander of the forbidden army, and you have done such a treacherous thing."

"You scold him, it's not that he is treacherous, but most of you haven't had time to treacherous, right?" This sarcasm is another minister standing in the corner, with a plain face, which is the most unobtrusive.

"Huang Xin, I didn't expect you to be a traitor." When everyone looked at it, they found that in addition to lying on the table, there were also many ministers who sat or stood.

Wu Canghong's eyes only look at Wu Canghen, just like Wu Canghen ignores all the abuse and only looks at him. I didn't expect my eldest son to be so capable. If you don't disobey me, the throne will be yours sooner or later. Juelan has always only cared about eating, drinking and playing, and doesn't threaten you at all. It's a pity that you are looking for a dead end now. His eyes flashed and he said in a cold voice, "Come on, drag me down!"

Quiet, quiet. There was no sound of armor in the audience. Wu Canghong's heart is in his heart, is it...

"Do you want to kill me? Say that I'm crazy and dreaming? OK, I'll show you whether it's a fool's dream or not. Wu Canghen turned around and glanced at the audience and waved the robe embroidered with five-clawed golden dragon: "Come on!"

Immediately, the soldiers and horses in silver and white forbidden military uniforms came from all directions from the imperial garden, and the neat and consistent pace put everyone's hearts straight into the dust. The whole site is tightly surrounded.

Ji Yu raised the forbidden army token in his hand and said fiercely, "Rebels, kill, no, forgive!"

The sound of drawing knives shocked people's hearts, and for a moment, the whole royal garden was silent like a cicada. Those who had roared to kill the eldest prince now twisted their cheeks under the knife.

"You are forcing the palace." Wu Canghong half squinted, and the luster of the glazed lamp did not shine into his eyes. Do you really want my life? Although he asked, he said coldly.

The blush on his cheeks did not recede. On the contrary, he was even more excited. He gritted his teeth with a smile and said, "Dead, no, foot, cherish!"

I hate him so much that the deeper I hate, the better it is. Wu Canghong closed his eyes for a while. He broke away, and there was a knife in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "Old sparrow, kill him for me!"

The light of the glazed lamp shone the whole royal garden like day. The old eunuch who seemed to bend down and dared not look directly at the emperor slowly raised his head. His face was full of wrinkles, white eyebrows, and a pair of turbid eyes swept at everyone like dead eyes. All the people who touched her eyes blinked and looked away, as if there was something in their eyes to pierce their eyes. And this face, even if you are so old, you can see that it is an old girl.

"Ah--" A scream suddenly emerged. When everyone looked at it, they were horrified to find that the commander of the forbidden army covered his eyes and scratched crazily, and his hands were dripping with blood.

The voices of the father and son roared almost at the same time

"I'm not talking about killing him!" Wu Canghong can't believe it. How can decades of tacit understanding be wrong!

"Do you know what you are doing!" Wu Canghen is also unbelievable, but they agreed!

The old man completely ignored their roar. Only a bone-covered hand was stretched out. She didn't know what the technique was, and there were no weapons. What she saw was only the figure of many people standing down one after another.

Wu Canghen's flushed face retreated, as pale as paper. The anger burst out at her: "You said you would help me! You said you would kill him! You promised!"

The five-clawed golden dragon put Wu Canghong's whole body majestic and cold. He looked coldly at his son who was on the verge of madness and smiled, "Your wings are hard. You think you can fly. Haha, fly, fly, it can be born, and I can cut it off!"

Wu Canghen looked at the smugly smiling person, and the retreated blood suddenly withdrew, and a circle of blood red in the black pupils overflowed. He walked to the highest step step step by step, and the light of the glazed lamp shone into his pupils.

Wu Canghong's laughter was stuck in his throat. He stared at the magic face in front of him. The intermittent cough choked out of his throat. Later, he couldn't even cough. Only a pair of round eyes stared at the old woman next to him. He wants to strangle him!

The old girl looked at them with gray eyes and did not move. She looked at Wu Canghong's angry eyes and said the first sentence since then: "I only obey the master's orders." The sound was crushed by the car.

Wu Canghen's movements stopped stiffly. He turned his head to look at her mechanically: "Who is your real master?"

Wu Canghong couldn't take care of his painful and cracked throat, and stared at him like a tiger. The feelings of master and servant for decades turned out to be his own! Once he even gave his favorite woman to her to take care of. With such trust, it turned out that he was just raising a biting dog for others!

The old woman was speechless, but the dry neck suddenly turned to the tallest tree in the imperial garden. Everyone's eyes followed her eyes. At this glance, they were stunned.

On the fifteenth day tonight, the moon like a disk hangs in the sky, shining brightly. The oldest thousand-night tree in the palace is bathed in the silver moonlight, and the various glazed lamps on the tree weave a layer of dreamlike appreciation for it. At the top of the dream is a bloody petal.

Wu Cang Juelan stepped on the branches and leaves, and the blood-like clothes flowed with moonlight. The blood-red lines outlined five arrogant and evil dragons, holding his high head like stars holding the moon. Stand at the top of the crowd and overlook the earth.

"Oh, my God, isn't that the fourth prince?"

"Yes, it's the fourth prince."

"The little prince who looks like an ignorant little prince."

"The light penetrates the body, the dragons hold their heads high, and all the masters submit. God, this is the aura of the emperor! Unexpectedly, he developed a dragon spirit.