The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Duan Yiyao yelled crazily, placed his hands on the ground on both sides of his knees, and sat upright.

It was as if he was sitting on a dragon's chair at the moment, rather than in a dark and damp cell.

He even smoothed his messy hair, touched his crown, and said with a smile: "Look, crown, I am the emperor of Dali."

Duan Yizhen stood, looking down at Duan Yiyao who was like an ant on the ground.

He knew that Duan Yiyao was also crazy.

No, it should be said that he has always been crazy and has never been sober.

He walked towards Duan Yiyao and punched Duan Yiyao hard in the face with no expression on his face.

Duan Yiyao was beaten so hard that he turned his head away and hit the wall. The jade crown was also broken.

Duan Yizhen felt that he still couldn't forgive his hatred, so he stepped on his jade crown and crushed it hard.

The jade crown was completely shattered, and the dregs were piled on the ground.

"No... no..." Duan Yiyao stretched out his hand to grab in fear, but only cut his hand and scratched it with blood.

The fragments of the jade crown cut into his flesh, as if they were flowing out with his blood.

Duan Yizhen squatted on the ground, grabbed Duan Yiyao who was still piecing together the jade crown, and punched him hard again.

Just like that, he punched him hard, punch after punch.

Duan Yiyao didn't look like the jade-faced prince before, but he was already a big pig with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Bingqiao, who had been suffering outside, came up to stop Duan Yihuan: "Your Majesty, stop beating him, or you will die if you beat him again."

She was not worried about Duan Yiyao's death. This madman had killed so many people and deserved his death. But after he died, no one knew where Feng Yunmo was.

If Feng Yunmo cannot be found, then the empress will not be able to survive.

Only then did Duan Yihuang come back to his senses, suddenly, he saw that his hands were covered with Duan Yiyao's blood.

Duan Yiyao's body was also lying limply on the ground, as if he was really dead.

Duan Yixuan stood up suddenly, his eyes were dark, and he felt like there was a thick layer of spider webs in front of his eyes.

There was a spider spinning silk on the spider web, looking at him with that weird and terrifying face, opening and closing its mouth to tell him, "Stop struggling, you will never escape, you don't deserve happiness." ."

*****
Duan Yihuan huddled weakly on the floor of the imperial study room.

The floor paved with jade bricks is very cold. If you stand here for a while, you will shiver with cold, let alone lying here.

He is obviously a tall and straight person, but now he is only a little bit curled up.

In this large and empty imperial study room, he was as weak as a sesame seed dropped on dough.

He just kept lying like this, the sky went from light to dark, and then from dark to light...

Duan Yixuan was lying like this, his body was stiff or cold, and he didn't know whether he could move a finger.

Maybe he didn't want to move. Mingwa's color was always yellow, and he stared blankly with sour eyes.

Commissioner No. [-] fell down from the eaves and knelt in front of Duan Yixiu.

He held up his hands expressionlessly and said, "Your Majesty, the traces of Feng Yunmo's activities were discovered at the border between Liguo and Beiliang."

He was also indifferent when he saw Duan Yihuang like this.

Everyone in the Shadow Cavalry has been trained, and they have no emotions except to perform tasks.

After hearing what Commissioner No. [-] said, Duan Yihuan suddenly jumped up. Because he moved too fast, his eyes were filled with darkness and dizziness again.