Chang Li looked northwest, and after a long time he said lightly, "It's finally here."
I hope you won't disappoint me.
A few days ago, in the royal study, the emperor was lying on the bed dying, and the attendants around him fell silently.
Under the heavy darkness of night, a figure appeared silently in the imperial study room.
He looked around the study, which seemed a little lonely in the night.
His movements were as graceful as those of a famous scholar from the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
His relaxed and casual steps made him seem as if he was not walking in the most noble and noble place in the world, but rather as if he was walking in a small town.
The scenery in this shabby alley was not worthy of his magnificence.
After a while, he came to the emperor's bedside and looked at the pale-skinned emperor with a strange red color on his face.
Compared with the high-spirited and high-spirited His Majesty a few years ago, he now seemed to be exhausted.
The old man whose lamp has dried up never knows when he will use up his last bit of hard work.
Chang Li's eyes scanned the emperor's body for a moment, and he already knew it in his mind.
He stretched out his pale fingers and pressed lightly on a raised relief at the head of the bed.
A crisp click sound came, and then the relief sank like this, and a dark grid appeared.
Among them, there is a golden scroll.
Chang Li took out the scroll casually, completely ignoring the hidden mechanism near the scroll.
From the time he took action to getting the scroll, it only took a few breaths.
If someone else wanted to get the scroll, it would not be that simple.
But Chang Li's gentle press actually gathered huge force in his hand.
The mechanism next to the scroll was destroyed in an instant, so that it could fall into Chang Li's hands so smoothly.
Chang Li directly opened the seal on the scroll and saw the clearly recorded instructions on it.
The third prince was made the prince, the other princes were made kings and sent to various places.
The eighth prince was deprived of his status as prince and executed. .
If this metaphor were revealed, it would probably stir up a thousand waves.
This was the emperor's will.
It was hidden in a hidden place and was only waiting for the emperor to announce it after his great performance.
Unexpectedly, this volume of will was so casually held in this man's hand.
Chang Li looked at the emperor lying on the couch without any change in his expression.
He gently closed the scroll again, then looked at the emperor on the couch and said casually, "Your Majesty, you are not going to open your eyes."
Take a look?"
As early as when Chang Li pressed the switch, the emperor was awakened by the sound that was so close at hand.
However, the imperial study room is such a confidential place, and there are so many people guarding it.
The fact that this person can stay here so confidently shows that He was absolutely sure that for his own safety, His Majesty the Emperor decided to wait for the result after a series of struggles.
Changli listened to the emperor's breathing changing from panic to rapid and then slowly returning to calm.
Naturally, he knew what the emperor was planning.
He exposed the emperor without any care, his voice was as soft as a gust of wind blowing over the bright moon.
But it seemed to be contaminated by the divinity of Mingyue and became aloof.
After being exposed by Chang Li, the emperor's breathing suddenly became rapid.
Then he slowly opened his eyes and saw the elegant Chang Li.
His eyes were dazed for another moment, and then gradually became clear. .
He opened his mouth, and slowly spit out the muddy words "hiss, la, ho", but he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Changli looked at the emperor who was flushed from holding back, and showed a faint smile.
This smile looked so hazy and elusive in the dim candlelight, but it carried a reassuring tranquility.
But what Changli said was different from this Mo Mo's smile was completely different, "Your Majesty, in the early years, you did not hesitate to violate the oath of your ancestors in order to protect the Eighth Prince, but the Eighth Prince did not seem to appreciate your favor.
He even turned you into what you are now.
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a punishment” In the past, the eighth prince offended Chang Li.
In order to protect Chang Li, the emperor could only refute him on the surface and send him out of the palace.
On the surface, it seemed that the eighth prince had lost his favor, but in reality, if the emperor did not do this, etc.
Changli's pursuit would be another life-and-death struggle.
But the eighth prince obviously didn't understand the deeper meaning.
He just thought that his father had rejected him and turned him from a prince who was admired by the stars to a prince who was driven out of the palace in despair.
Therefore, he felt resentful in his heart and felt towards him.
The desire for power became stronger and stronger day by day, so he did this and poisoned the emperor.
When the emperor heard this, his eyes widened in silence, and the protruding eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, like blood leeches sucking human blood.
Chang Li didn't care about the emperor's ugly appearance, he still said lightly, "Your Majesty, look, you can't even say a word now, what else can you do?
Even if this edict is summoned, the Eighth Prince It can also be said that the third prince murdered you, forged the decree, and then killed the third prince and ascended the throne.
Your favorite prince was killed, the other princes attacked each other, and the eighth prince ascended the throne.
Are you satisfied with this result?
" The emperor twisted his body desperately, but could only move a small amount.
He opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound, like a fish out of water.
Chang Li shook his head with regret, "What a pity, Your Majesty, you can't even say a word now."
Changli's face was blurry and ethereal under the dim light, like a god bathed in divine light.
A trace of regret appeared in the emperor's eyes.
He stared at Changli closely.
Changli could actually see from inside.
A hint of pleading.
He picked up the scroll casually, then walked to the edge of the table, collapsed the scroll on the table, and gently brushed it with his hand, and the scroll full of writing became blank.
Chang Li picked up the imperial pen placed on the table, then waved his hand to write on the scroll.
What should I write?
Let’s ask the generals of the Zhengxi Army to return to the court.
Anyway, this imperial edict is destined to be useless, so it might as well make the best use of it.
After a while, a few words of Qingjun fell on the scroll.
Chang Li was not satisfied, he frowned slightly, then waved his sleeve, and the writing on the scroll disappeared again.
He hasn't written in a long time, and his calligraphy is too rusty.
He wrote again, but the result was still to be erased.
It wasn't until after revising it more than a dozen times that Changli got an imperial edict that he was satisfied with.
The emperor on the bed had been watching Changli groan as he sat quietly under the lamp, eager to know what he had changed the imperial edict into.
His scorching gaze had been staring at Changli's back, but Changli seemed to have no emotion at all.
Feeling average.
Closing the scroll, his pale fingers gently slid over the broken area of the scroll, and the broken area immediately closed, leaving the seamless appearance exactly the same as when the scroll had not been opened.
Chang Li casually placed the scroll on the table, then walked up to the emperor and said calmly, "Does your Majesty know what is written in the imperial edict?"