Killer abandoned concubine poison against the sky

Chapter 1589 The Past
"Have you ever seen someone who would hand over the country to others?"

Murong Yan was taken aback, "You didn't mean it, you just pretended to give me the throne..."

Murong Che looked at him with a very peaceful gaze, "I'm going to die, how could it be a lie."

"So, if you avoid death, I will never be able to sit on the dragon chair."

"You happened to be wrong. If I am alive, I can give you the dragon chair if you want to sit on it at any time. And if I die, Murong Chenghao will be sitting on the dragon chair now."

Resentment flashed in Murong Yan's eyes, "It's you, if you hadn't broken my veins, Father would never have brought Murong Chenghao back..."

"Jun Youqi has been ignorant of the Huanyue Kingdom. You can fight him? To tell you the truth, you are just a fuse for my death. I have found the antidote for the poison you poisoned me. I am the one who killed you." When renewing his life, Jun Youqi and the oriole will be behind." He briefly said how Jun Youqi killed him, "I disabled you, and you are no longer a threat, so you can live for three more years. Otherwise, three years ago, you would have died under Jun Youqi's arrangement. It was my father who was in power and had been waiting for me. It was my fault. I was born in the royal family. You wanted the throne, but you couldn't take it. And I , should have the throne, but can't push it away."

"You really don't want to be emperor?" Murong Yan couldn't believe it.In the world, no one wants to be an emperor.

Murong Che concentrated his thoughts, and the pen, ink and inkstone in the study next door flew in through the slightly open window and floated in the air.

His slender hand held the jade stone for grinding ink, and slowly rubbed the ink.

Spreading out a piece of fine parchment in his hand, he began to outline mountains and rivers and lines stroke by stroke on the parchment, "A long, long time ago, I sat on the dragon chair once. That time, I got Jiangshan."

"How long is that?" Murong Yan was puzzled.

"Fifty-eight years."

"how is this possible?"

He glanced at Murong Yan, and said expressionlessly, "Your seal is dark, your appearance is haggard, and your life is about to die. It's okay to tell you. In the Tianchi Kingdom 1000 years ago, the emperor was naturally romantic, and the court maids or folks he played with There are countless unnamed beauties recruited, and at least a hundred women who conceived and gave birth to them. It was only a harem struggle, and the real birth of more than thirty male offspring, all intrigues, framed each other, dead, and disabled In the end, two factions were formed. One was headed by the seventh prince, Ling Xueshang, and the other was headed by my fifth prince, Ling Che. Both Ling Xueshang and I were concubines born to palace servants, and the father and emperor had too many sons.

Even the empresses and imperial concubines had many sons, all of whom were supported by the influence of their mothers, while their fathers were fatuous and valued noble blood.Although Ling Xueshang and I are princes, under the suppression of the forces behind the rest of the princes, our lives are worse than those of the servants.Ling Xueshang and I each kept a low profile, planned every step of the way, and grew our own forces.Ling Xueshang's methods were cruel, and he secretly framed more than twenty princes to death. "

As he spoke, he paused, "When I was 20 years old, my father finally noticed me and wanted to propose a marriage for me. At that time, I happened to meet a folk woman when I went on a tour in low clothes. Her name was—— Yun. Yun is three years younger than me. She is beautiful, knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and has excellent medical skills. She has saved me from danger several times. I am in love with her. , Embrace, kiss, and get to know each other."

(End of this chapter)