Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 758: Alone and helpless
The wind and snow were dull, the sky and earth lost their color, the rings of the years were silent, and the corpse in his arms lost its temperature at some point. The Buddhist hall became dim, and the curtains hanging from the beams danced in the wind. His whole world began to spin, and the compassionate face of the Buddha turned hideous. The coldness of the world came again like a tide.

Li Zhaoyuan heard the north wind outside the window blowing up the snow, and heard the mighty power of heaven crawling at his feet. But when the candlelight reflected the fine lines at the corners of her smiling eyes and then went out, his mother's last breath seemed to brush past his ears again, still the Western tune she sang for him when he was a child.

He began to waver. He wanted to scream, to escape desperately, to destroy everything around him.

But even though his mind was surging with thoughts, he still sat quietly.

because,

“He’s watching.”

Time is silent and quiet,

He hugged his mother, just as his mother hugged him in front of the cold palace.

Time passed silently. Through the Buddhist temple, he saw the wind and snow stop, the alternation of day and night, and a black eagle carrying a magnificent palace on its back setting off from the south of Di'an City on a tour to the south, and the young man in blood-stained clothes standing inside it.

This way, he no longer had to look up to that person.

But in a trance, he heard the family's reluctance to part and the joy of their reunion before leaving.

Li Zhaoyuan didn't know when he walked out of the Buddhist temple, nor did he know how he arrived at the gate of the palace of power in a gorgeous dress. He only knew that his expression now should be very calm, just as calm as when he destroyed hundreds of millions of homes in the northern border.

He is that kind of person, always has been.

He didn't know why he was such a person.

But why is it so?

The iron horses on the eaves of the Weiyang Palace clanged in the north wind. Li Zhaoyuan looked at the Bi'an beast head perched on the vermilion lacquered palace gate, silently crushed the last piece of snow in front of the palace, and walked inside.

"coming."

The voice in his memory came from the depths of the dim hall, and suddenly pierced Li Zhaoyuan's eardrum with its gentle weakness, causing him to unconsciously press the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Li Zhaoyuan knew that he couldn't do this, but his body did it before he realized it.

"Hate me?"

The weak voice came out from the deep darkness without any surprise, with a relieved smile: "Qin Fei is the starting point of your journey, and it can also be regarded as the end of your journey and her perfection, so I allow you to blame me for her death."

"I don't dare."

The calm voice echoed in Leng Su's palace. Li Zhaoyuan's dragon robe and cloak swept the ground. He loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword and knelt down towards the darkness.

The flickering flames of the bronze lamp trees on both sides of the hall shattered Li Zhaoyuan's shadow into pieces. The smooth gilded stone bricks on the ground reflected everything, and when he kowtowed, he seemed to see his own shattered soul.

"Why don't you dare?"

The voice from the dragon throne was like ice rolling down: "Forget it, since you dare not, then I would like to ask, what did you do in that Buddhist temple ten days ago?"

Li Zhaoyuan's lips trembled slightly, his forehead touched the ground, and his voice was flat:
"Send my mother to the paradise."

"Bliss?"

"Mother's temperament is not suitable for the Heavenly Family."

"Oh, it's not suitable, so is dying suitable?"

Li Yaoxuan seemed a little surprised by this statement. He put down the red brush, and the handwriting on the memorial was like blood. He smiled and said, "Interesting statement. Then go on and tell me, which hand did you use to help her reach paradise?"

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His pupils suddenly shrank, and the smell of blood slowly spread up his throat. Li Zhaoyuan's thoughts were instantly pulled back to that moment. His voice was hoarse but calm:
".Reply to Father, right hand."

"Ah."

The emperor in the darkness seemed to stand up, a draft suddenly filled the cold hall, and the twelve dragon-python curtains were lifted at the same time.

clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
The footsteps on people's hearts come from far away.

Li Yaoxuan walked out from the dark shadows and looked down at his son who was kneeling on the ground. His black pupils were dark and without any emotion, but his voice was full of ridicule:

"Are you crying?"

"Never."

"Are your hands shaking?"

"The sword trembled when it came out."

Li Yaoxuan finally came closer, the nine jade pendants on his waist clashed like broken jade. He squatted in front of Li Zhaoyuan, clamped his son's jaw with his old fingers, and spoke word by word, his voice as heavy as thunder in the sky:

"Come on, look into my eyes and say it again. Did you tremble?"

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The candlelight flickered, and Li Zhaoyuan saw his own blood-stained reflection in the emperor's pupils. The blood was forming scabs, and it was like cursed markings crawling all over his body.

He suddenly remembered what his father had said to him when he had won the first prize in the Kuiwei Northern Hunting Tournament, with flags waving in the wind, as he taught him how to shoot the auspicious beast, the snow deer:
[Yuan'er, you are excellent, I like you very much, but this world is unfair. If you want to get something, you must pay more than others. Father can't help you with this. ]

[The emperor has the country in his eyes, not personal feelings. 】

Thinking of these words, Li Zhaoyuan suddenly laughed.

His eyes were as dark as those of the emperor.

"I said, I have never trembled."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

Li Yaoxuan also laughed, and his laughter shook the dust on the beams. Satisfied, he let go of his hand, turned around and walked back to the imperial desk, took down the gilded box from the antique shelf, and a ray of light shone on it. The imperial edict in the box was bright yellow and dazzling. As he took it out, he said:
"Don't kneel. Ordinary people don't understand why the royal family always likes to call themselves the lonely and widowed. They use the sentence that the royal family is the most ruthless to put an end to our feelings. This is stupid, but it is also what we want to see, because they will never taste what power is in their lives. The emperor's position is called lonely and widowed, which is the power of the country. If you want to inherit all of this, you must cut off your humanity."

Li Zhaoyuan stared at the blank edict with his dark eyes without saying a word.

Li Yaoxuan glanced at him and frowned slightly:

"You still don't seem to agree. Let me guess. Oh, that's right. I almost forgot that there is another emperor in this Great Yan world. Ask the Prime Minister's Mansion. How do you compare yourself with my royal family in the Prime Minister's Mansion? Is that right?"

The shadow of a crow flew past the window, and the crisp sound of its wings breaking the ice was frightening, but Li Zhaoyuan still did not speak.

Li Yaoxuan took the inkstone and ground the ink while speaking as if he was asking and answering himself:
"Xu Yinhe is a very strange person. I have known him, worked with him, and played chess with him for my entire life, but I still don't understand why he treats his offspring so intimately. After all, he was not this kind of person when he was young."

Speaking of which,
Li Yaoxuan seemed to have remembered some funny story. He raised his cloudy black eyes and glanced at the future emperor in front of the palace:

"Zhao Yuan, do you know? Our Prime Minister Xu personally forced his brothers to death when he was still a child, and placed his biological parents under house arrest. When he completely took control of the Xu family, he did the same thing as you did, sending his parents to heaven.

"This is ridiculous. Such a cold-blooded person turned into a good father and a good husband after giving birth to a child. At first, I thought he was deliberately showing his weakness to tell me that he, Xu Yinhe, was just a meteor across the sky of Dayan, and Dayan Rising Sun was still my Li family. But during the previous Northern Hunt, I found that I was wrong.

“That guy is serious.
"I don't understand. I really don't understand."

Having said this, Li Yaoxuan shook his head and said:

"Zhao Yuan, I really like what Xu Changtian said, 'The dynasty is a tool of the ruling class'. Although I don't know where this yellow-haired boy got such deep thoughts from, I deeply agree with it. "Xu Yinhe and I started the Jiajing Reign for the sake of peace in the world, and also because this tool is about to be out of the control of our Li family. Now the great trend is about to rise, but I will not live long, so this matter can only be handed over to you.

"How to do it and whether it can be done successfully is not something I can see a hundred years from now, but I can give you some suggestions.

"The clan alliance is the first target to be killed. The world can no longer bear the dregs of the remnants of the old era, but the world cannot withstand two major wars, so the Xiangguo Mansion is fighting for power. Xu Yinhe's transformation has given the Xiangguo Mansion too many weaknesses. After a hundred years, I will go to the imperial study, where I will find the secret book I left for the new emperor."

After that, Li Yaoxuan placed a cinnabar pen on the ground ink table and asked:

"Should I write this edict, or will you write it yourself?"

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

The ambergris became more and more intense, lingering between the beams and pillars of the Weiyang Palace. At this moment, it could even smell a strange sandalwood fragrance.

Li Zhaoyuan walked silently, but halfway through his walk, he suddenly stopped.

Li Yaoxuan was very patient. He had waited for such a long time, so he wouldn't waste any more time.

In the dead silence, Li Zhaoyuan said slowly:

"I have a few questions that I don't understand, and I would like to ask your Majesty to explain them to me."

Li Yaoxuan sat back on the dragon chair, holding his head with his hands, and uttered a word:

"ask."

"How many wills have you drafted in your life?"

"Wow, interesting question."

Li Yaoxuan's voice was low, with a hint of excitement: "Do you want to kill the person who drafted the edict?"

"I beg you to answer, Father."

"Three servings."

"Three servings?"

"You, the prince, and Xu Yinhe."

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When Li Zhaoyuan heard the last name, his pupils suddenly shrank for a moment, and he stared at the person behind the imperial desk as if he was looking at a monster.

Li Yaoxuan didn't care and said slowly:
"More than 20 years ago, I thought I would die soon, so I drafted a will to entrust my son to Prime Minister Xu. Is this difficult for you to understand?"

Li Zhaoyuan bowed his head and said:
"I understand."

"What about the remaining questions?"

"There is no need to ask anymore. I already have the answer."

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Li Yaoxuan narrowed his eyes, tapped his temple with his index finger, and pondered the words of this heir. When he figured out the question the other party wanted to ask, he snorted unconsciously:
"Don't worry, I will take care of it before I die."

Li Zhaoyuan walked forward slowly, picked up the cinnabar brush on the inkstand, lowered his eyes and whispered:
"I hope your Majesty will not hesitate, just as you did not allow me to hesitate."

"The son is now teaching his father a lesson, and he is the real Tian Gang."

Having said that, Li Yaoxuan was not annoyed.

Of course he knew what Li Zhaoyuan was asking about.

Li Zhaoyuan was asking him whether the emperor still had any private affairs.

It is also reminding him that since the emperor is ruthless, then you, Li Yaoxuan, should not waver for the so-called vision and the so-called ideal comradeship.

After a moment of silence, Li Yaoxuan chuckled and said as he watched the new crown prince write down his will.

"Don't worry about my duties as the future emperor. Just do your part."

Li Zhaoyuan paused and continued writing his own road to heaven. His words were plain and matter-of-fact:

"I need a location."

"Do your part."

"Son, I need a location." Li Zhaoyuan repeated.

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Li Yaoxuan was annoyed, but this annoyance eventually turned into relief. He stood up from the dragon throne, glanced at the young man in a python robe who was leaning over to write an imperial edict, and smiled calmly with relief:

"Come sit down and write, the new emperor of Dayan."

Li Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment, staring at the old and frail Great Yan Emperor:

"Father, what are you doing?"

Li Yaoxuan stood up, his eyes sparkling with brilliance. A huge amount of energy burst out from his body, condensing into an emperor's seal and engraving a line of place names at the end of the edict:
“Although there are only you and me, father and son, here, the handover between the new emperor and the old emperor still needs a sense of ceremony.

"But this move is still too crude. In my opinion, Zhaoyuan, you should end this long journey to the throne by killing your father, just like I did back then."

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Li Zhaoyuan didn't say anything, but just walked up silently.

The bronze tree lamps on both sides swayed in the sunlight as if they were bowing down.

Li Yaoxuan walked towards the outside of Weiyang Palace with his back to the dragon throne, and passed by the new emperor who was walking towards the dragon throne.

With every step he took, his hunched body was forced to grow taller.

With every step he took, the wrinkles on his face disappeared a little.

When the cold wind broke open the carved door and seeped into the palace with the flying snow, the hunchbacked and weathered old man was gone, replaced by the once handsome and godlike Emperor Yan.

Standing at the foot of Weiyang Palace, Li Yaoxuan said slowly to the new emperor behind him:
"It's just a pity that, just as you reminded me, I still have things to do, so I can't die in your hands."

After all,

The imperial seal on the desk suddenly fell over, leaving a bright red mark on the blank space of the will.

Buzz————

The powerful wind caused by the mighty Qi machine shattered the ice, strange phenomena gradually emerged, and a sky-high vortex gradually appeared on the top of Jiulong Mountain.

The boundless cold wind lifted Li Yaoxuan's still dry white hair, revealing a pair of burning black eyes that were looking at the Xiangfu from afar:
"Prime Minister, it is time for you and I to finally come to an end."

(End of this chapter)