The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 564
Nangong Ao's action of coercing the palace is still very standard. First control the palace, and then send troops to surround the entire imperial city. At this time, Liang Luo's admirers will play a role, and there are many aristocratic families or officials who hold the military power in the capital , the central idea is not complicated. Although it is not incompetent today, it is not very capable. Compared with the previous emperors, it is too bad. It has basically no political achievements in the past [-] years.What's more, in the past few years, he has been in poor health and has been obsessed with female sex. He listens to the concubine everywhere, and even wants to pass the throne to the sixth prince, which will harm everyone's interests.

such.

It's better to give the third prince a push, and still get a meritorious service from the dragon.

Have you considered it?
The emperor looked at Nangong Ao, who had the chance to win, with a cold face, "Third brother, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

He got a look like a mentally retarded one.

Nangong Ao sneered, "Father, I advise you not to make unnecessary resistance."

Useless.

Let it be fate.

As an older person like you, you should be more relaxed and leave your career to young people.

The corner of his mouth curled into a cruel arc, "Father, don't force me."

There are countless cases in history of fathers and sons killing brothers for the throne. He doesn't feel strange or guilty at all. Born in the royal family, he should have such awareness.

The road to the Dragon Chair has never been smooth.

The emperor wanted to laugh when he heard his words, "Third son, you must be coveting my throne."

coveted.

Nangong Ao didn't like to hear such words, as if he was a bad person.

Pursing his lips, "Since the father is so stubborn, don't blame the son for being unfilial."

As soon as the voice fell, a group of soldiers in armor broke in from the outside with weapons in their hands.

Majestic and majestic.

The delicate concubines got up from their chairs one after another with pale faces, and crowded together in a panic.

scared.

Even the queen hid aside with the support of the nanny, and only the emperor sat firmly on the throne.

Do you have to die on the throne?
Nangong Ao's face was calm, it doesn't matter, as long as the result is good.

Concubine De had never had the confidence before, "Your Majesty, my concubine advises you to listen to the emperor's words."

abdicate.

Don't make it look like a father and son fighting each other with blood splattering all over the place. It won't look good.

The emperor glanced at her lightly, and pursed his lips, "Bitch!"

Concubine De: ...

The smiling face froze immediately.

The emperor looked at Nangong Ao, "Do you really think you can do it? I won't give you another chance."

Looking back is the end of the road, but unfortunately there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering.

Nangong Ao was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a series of cries of pain. He seemed to smell a bad smell in his nose, and it was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was coming from somewhere.

dirty.

Disgusting again.

Alas.

Then there was a loud noise, the sound of weapons falling to the ground.

Nangong Ao frowned, and when he turned his head, he met the painful and forbearing face of the commander of the imperial guards.

"Master, this subordinate... my stomach... hurts..."

There was a lot of sweat on his face, and his lips were bitten until they turned white, which was very painful.

Nangong Ao also knew that he was being tricked.

Behind the commander, the imperial guards, who were originally extremely majestic, fell to the ground clutching their stomachs.

"What exactly is going on!"

sternly.

The commander just shook his head, he bowed his body, much more embarrassed than Gao Leng's look just now.

"Master... Master, subordinates... I really can't hold it in any longer, so I'm going to the toilet first..."

Before she could wait for Nangong Ao's answer, she rushed out quickly, otherwise she would be ashamed.

The immediate superiors have all left, and the rest of the soldiers have not left, and the latrines will be taken.

No more weapons.

But in a short while, the hall was completely empty, the corners of Nangong Ao's mouth twitched, his face extremely embarrassed, he had never been so ashamed in his more than twenty years of life.

Embarrassed.

Concubine De let go of her heart and lifted it up again.

But the other concubines breathed a sigh of relief.

Nangong Ao stared at the emperor with cold eyes, "What have you done!" It was obvious that someone had tampered with it.

Their plans were known in advance.

The emperor pursed his lips, and he was also at a loss about what happened just now, but he was very relieved.

This unfilial son!
"I heard that the imperial guards have been very impetuous and angry recently, so I just added some condiments to the well water where they eat. The third prince doesn't have to worry, it's just some concoction for ventilation. Clean out the excess stuff in it, and it will be fine."

Siru walked out from one side of the hall wearing a gorgeous cherry red dress with golden tints.

A group of court ladies surrounded them.

Nangong Ao's pupils shrank, "Liang Wan Yue!"

The voice was full of anger.

Siru smiled and said, "Why are you calling me my mother?"

There was a burst of low laughter from among the concubines, and Nangong Ao's face burned, "It's you!"

Siru nodded, very frankly, "What? I haven't seen you for a few days, and the third prince doesn't know this concubine, this palace? Tsk tsk, you really forget things too much."

Nangong Ao looked at Si Ru with gloomy eyes for a long time, then smiled sinisterly, "Do you think you can destroy this prince's plan by doing this? It's ridiculous!"

Ah.

Calculating the time, the army waiting outside the city should have taken control of the imperial city.

He was instantly confident again.

But Liang Luo was not as good-minded as he was. To be honest, he was someone who had seen many tricks.

Since Siru came out of the side hall, she had a bad premonition that something was out of control, and wasn't this woman dying from the strange poison soon?How would it appear here?

Yes, cheat?
correct.

But recalling the news during this period of time, there is nothing unusual in the palace.

The heaviness in Liang Luo's heart could not be dispelled for a long time.

Her dark eyes darkened, she couldn't turn back now, she could only move forward no matter what.

Night long dreams.

Better to act quickly.

He suddenly lifted the hijab on his head, and dropped a sharp dagger from the wide sleeve of the big red wedding dress, stabbed towards the emperor with sharp eyes and a sensitive figure.

soon.

When she made a move, Nangong Ao also pulled out a soft sword with dazzling cold light from his waist and quickly rushed towards Siru who was closest to him. For some reason, this woman always gave him a particularly mysterious and powerful feeling. , as if as long as he kills her, nothing else is a problem.

The battle begins.

Nangong Xun must do his best as the party who forced the palace, but in fact he is also very entangled.

On the one hand is the father, on the other hand is the elder brother.

Why choose?
But in the end, he still gritted his teeth and wanted to draw out the prepared soft sword from his waist, but was held down by a hand.

It was Miss Shuxi who had been acting as a transparent person standing beside him.

Nangong Xun shouted directly, "What are you doing! Let go!"

Miss Shuxi twisted her thick waist pretending to be soft, and said in a pinched voice, "Husband, killing a king is a serious crime. We must not do wrong things. When the time comes, the emperor blames me. I'm just newly married as a wife. I don’t even want to go to jail with you.”

Nangong Xun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Is this his princess?
Gritting his teeth, "You're courting death!"

As he said that, he pushed Miss Shuxi away, and drew out the soft sword suddenly, but was swept away by a dark red whip in the next second.He looked at the empty hand, confused.

Because of the large range, the hijab on Miss Shuxi's head slipped off, and under the exquisite and gorgeous phoenix crown was an indescribable face. Anyway, Nangong Xun could see her face covered with a lot of powder from the ear to the tip of the chin at a glance. A circle of cyan stubble.

This...shemale!
He must be dazzled.

(End of this chapter)