Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 687 I will give him the throne

Seeing Mo Zhanhua agree, the emperor let go of his last breath.

With a bit of serenity on his face, he slowly closed his eyes.

His body sank, and he leaned softly into Ma Jing's arms. Ma Jing, who was wiping his tears, stopped suddenly.Emotions surged in the boy's dark eyes, but no one noticed his emotional changes.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty—" Rui Jing fell down in front of the dragon couch.

Mo Zhanhua got up from the side of the dragon bed, took a few steps back with heavy steps, and knelt down on the ground.

Ruijing probed the emperor's breath with trembling hands, and after confirming that the emperor was really out of breath, he slowly stood up straight.Everyone outside was still waiting for news from the emperor, and it wasn't time for him to cry.

Gathering up his strength, the words "Emperor's funeral" were about to come out when Ma Jing suddenly stood up, "Wait!"

Ruijing's words stopped at his throat, and Mo Zhanhua looked at Ma Jing in unison.

Ma Jing looked at Mo Zhanhua fixedly.

Although he was sad, he heard what his father said just now without missing a word.He also understood what the father meant.The emperor father wanted to pass on the throne to him, but Mo Zhan Hua protected the life of the third emperor brother.

"King of War, you just promised my father to protect me and Jiangshan, will you listen to my orders after my father dies?"

"Yes." Mo Zhanhua replied expressionlessly, his voice was cold.

"That's good." Taking advantage of Mo Zhanhua's unpreparedness, Ma Jing stepped forward and snatched the imperial decree from his hand, and put it on the candlestick to light it.

"No, Your Highness." Mo Zhanhua quickly got up to stop him, but it was too late.The imperial decree is made of silk fabric, which burns when exposed to fire, and in an instant, it turns into a ball of fire and burns to ashes.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Ruijing was extremely puzzled.

That imperial decree was the only evidence for the former emperor to establish the new emperor, and this burning destroyed the last words of the emperor.

"I'm not the emperor." Ma Jing said, with a bit of firmness in his childish voice, "Brother Sanhuang is the crown prince, and the throne should have been inherited by him, and King Zhan promised his father to listen to my orders. Then protect my Brother Three Emperors for ten years."

"It's absolutely impossible!" Mo Zhanhua flatly refused.

He has reluctantly agreed to keep Ma Jian alive, and it is a fool's dream for him to keep Ma Jian stable!

"Okay, even if you don't protect Brother Sanhuang, you still promise to protect me in Nanchu Jiangshan for ten years!" Ma Jing's black and bright eyes flashed a gleam of determination. Third brother's throne.

not good!

Mo Zhanhua's heart sank violently.

Without giving him time to react, the figure quickly flashed across the hall, and hit the pillar with a "bang".

"Your Highness Sixth!" Rui Jing rushed over and hugged Ma Jing.

Blood gurgled from his forehead, and within a moment, the young man's heroic face was stained red.

Ma Jing blinked, blood poured into his eyes, making his eyes sore and painful.Turning his head, he looked at Mo Zhanhua with eyes blurred by the blood mist, "Zhan Wang, after I die, the prince will only have the third brother."

Mo Zhanhua's eyes were about to burst.

Trembling all over.

But Ma Jing seemed to have finally fulfilled a wish, he smiled with satisfaction, and turned his gaze to Rui Jing, "Eunuch Rui, I'm going to accompany my father and concubine mother, and from now on, you will take care of my third brother for me. "

"Your Highness Sixth, why are you bothering?" Ruijing burst into tears.

"After the death of my concubine, only my third brother treated me the best. I have nothing to repay him. I will give him the throne—" After the words fell, he smiled and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

　Hey, the prince is going to protect Ma Jian's throne, so sad...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)