Emperor Baorong's eyes wandered past the demons in Yanbei City, and said in a low voice: "you look like 50% of your mother's concubine."

After a pause, he went on: "are you not pretending for so many years just to be able to inherit my position one day? Why, now I have to give up one or two things in front of me? I hope you understand that I want you to come for the sake of the land and the people of the kingdom. "

"Xuan'er's health is not good. If I rashly pass on the throne to xuan'er, but for a few years, his illness has been repeated. By then, the kingdom of God will be in chaos. Even if you become a vassal king, where can you go easily and freely?"

The emperor Baorong, who has been a master for half his life, never spoke to any prince so seriously. At this time, he spoke like this in yanbeicheng, which is also an account of the royal family and the kingdom of God before he was dying.

Yan Beicheng did not have a trace of relaxation, thin lips hook up a self mocking arc, "so, if it was not for the body of the thirteen emperor brother, you would never consider me?"

The response to Yan Beicheng was a long silence.

"No matter what, you can give up. I have never thought about your position. You have so many princes, and I am not missing." Yan Beicheng pressed down, his heart filled with emotion, and his face was expressionless.

Emperor Baorong suddenly coughed violently until he coughed up the thick phlegm in his throat. Then he pointed to Yan Beicheng and said, "don't you see the civil and military officials outside the door? They've been kneeling here all morning, not because I'm pushing you, but because they're pushing me! "

Yan Beicheng didn't want to say a word to the so-called "father" in front of him. He turned around and left.

"Well, since you don't want to, I can only do so." Baorong emperor's body suddenly leaned back against him, his face gloomy.

Yan Beicheng this just raised an eye, in the heart suddenly rises a very ominous premonition, "what do you mean by this?"

Baorongdi just covered his lips and coughed slightly, but did not speak in a hurry to explain.

……

At that time, in the side hall of the Yangxin hall, there was a rather proper moshang flower that was served by Liu Weng, but the situation suddenly changed.

At this time, a number of forbidden troops swarmed into the temple and surrounded the flowers on the street.

The leader is Zhao Wei, who is now more important to Emperor Baorong.

Before Qin Ya could swallow the cake, she almost choked herself to death. She was anxious and confused.

Mo Ling clenched the scabbard of the long sword in her hand. On one side, she held a piece of wood and half forehead dragon, and patted Qin Ya gently.

The flower on the street could not drink tea, but just put it in his hand. Seeing this situation, he didn't panic. He put down the tea cup, and his eyes were straight up to Zhao Wei. "What's the meaning of General Zhao?"

After all, it can be said that Zhao Wei once cooperated with each other. Zhao Wei still appreciates the flowers in front of him, but now he has to face each other with swords and swords. His eyes show a bit of impatience.

However, he was soon replaced by his military orders, saying: "if your majesty has an order, if the king of Yu refuses to comply with his orders, he will temporarily detain Princess Yu."

As soon as the words came to an end, two forbidden troops were ready to step forward.

Qin Ya tried to swallow the cake stuck in her throat, and quickly blocked herself in front of the flowers on the street. "Your princess is pregnant now. Who dares to move? If you hurt your grandson, you will not be able to protect your head! "