"No, there is a change!" The old man looked cold and a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "Get away first!"

He has been waiting for this moment for thirty years.

Over the years, he has sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight and watched coldly. There were a few times when the time was right in front of him. He could reap the power of a fisherman, but he hesitated.

His caution avoided the crisis for him, and he was able to stay out of the matter and preserve his strength.

And this time, he finally waited for the opportunity, which was completely his.

The blue fireworks disappeared into the dark night, just like he had been here tonight, but left no trace.

"Stay the green mountains here, don't worry about the lack of firewood, remove them!" The voice came from the chest, dull and low.

The man didn't say anything, but still raised his head and looked at the direction where the flames disappeared.

"Let's go!" The old man turned around and wanted to leave, but half of his body seemed to be tied up by iron chains and could not move.

The old man's eyes moved down and landed on the hand holding his arm.

Under the moonlight, the hand was pale and bloodless. The old man was shocked. He opened his eyes wide, raised his head, and stared at the man in front of him who was half a head taller than him.

"You are not him, who are you?"

This time, he finally saw the man's face clearly, and was pretty and pale. If he was a few years younger, he would definitely be a handsome man who could make countless girls secretly believe.

Even now, there are traces on the corners of his eyes, but time still treats him well, his eyes are still clear and clear. Time is his monument, making him more elegant and wise.

The old man wanted to break free from the man's restraint, but his pale and slender hands were like eagle claws, making him unable to move.

"Who are you?" the old man hissed.

The man finally spoke: "Don't you want to enter the palace? Then now is the best time."

He is talking about "the best time" rather than "the best time".

The old man suddenly turned his head, and there was nothing behind him. Those who were supposed to follow them to the palace were completely gone.

"Are you looking for them?" the man asked, but without waiting for the old man to answer, he said to himself, "They went to the palace, but they were not on the same path as us."

Those people, those who came out of the house and shop, would not make mistakes. The only thing that made mistakes was the old man himself. When he saw this man, he was already wrong.

"Let go!" the old man roared in a low voice.

"It's too late." The man smiled, and he listened with his ears. Countless horse hooves stepped on the bluestone road, breaking the silence of the night. Then, he heard the sound of killing and the sound of swords colliding. The night wind was filled with blood, and it had become a Shura field not far from them.

The man finally let go of his hand and walked towards the palace.

The old man stood there dejectedly, his back hunched down again. This time he was not pretending, he knew he had lost, completely defeated.

The two followers who were originally following the man quickly stopped the old man. The old man did not struggle. He was a person without martial arts. He had many masters around him, but today, those people were not following him.

The old man smiled self-deprecatingly. At this moment, he suddenly didn't want to know who the man was.

He was fooled by this man!

Two hours later, the old man looked at the man who was above and suddenly laughed.

He entered the palace, and he finally entered the palace. At this moment, he was pressed by two Jinwu Guards to kneel on the golden bricks, like a broken leg, without dignity.

In the past thirty years, he has imagined countless times to return to the palace, but never thought that one day he would return to the palace in this way and return to the place where he was born.

The emperor looked down at the person kneeling on the ground. He narrowed his eyes slightly and simply stood up and walked over. Chai Yan stepped forward and protected the emperor. The emperor waved his hand and said, "It's okay, he can't hurt me, I want to see his face."

Yes, why is the person in front of him so old? He is obviously a few years younger than him.

Chai Yan was also a little surprised when he saw this old man. This old man looked like he was in his sixties or seventies, and his true age should be only fifty years old.

"He's a human skin mask."

Chai Yan had worn a human skin mask. When he went to Tarta, he wore a human skin mask. He was well-made and no flaws were found throughout the whole process.

Upon hearing this, a Jinwugu reached out and snuggled the old man's ear. The old man sneered: "If you can't remove it, my face is real."

The emperor stopped three steps in front of the old man, and he looked at the old man suspiciously: "Fifth brother, why did you become like this? When I sent someone to announce the imperial edict last time, I heard that you were rosy and healthy."

The old man in front of him is Emperor Gaozong’s fifth son, King Qing Chaiyun!

In recent years, although King Qing has not returned to the capital, and the princes' mansions have not moved around to avoid suspicion, the two mansions will still send eunuchs to send gifts and funerals to each other for marriage and funerals. After the emperor ascended the throne, he also sent angels to King Qing's fiefdom. The emperor knew from the eunuchs.

King Qing sneered: "I'm so old that you can't recognize me, right? Don't you believe I will become like this?"

Chai Yan's heart moved, and he looked at King Qing in shock. The emperor also thought of something and asked: "Is your substitute in Prince Qing's mansion?"

"I am worthy of being my brother, and I can guess it once I guessed it." King Qing smiled miserably, and his old face became distorted because of this smile, and it became a little more ferocious. "Do you know how many times I have been assassinated? Eight times! I was seriously injured and fell into the root of my illness, but I don't want to die. I still want to return to the capital alive. If there were no substitutes, I would have died long ago, and I would have died long ago."

The emperor was silent. He also encountered assassination and countless plots. In those years, their family lived a trembling life. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have rebelled.

"But I have never harmed you, and I have never thought of harming you." The emperor said word by word.

Their biological mother, Concubine Shu, and Concubine Hui, were incompatible, and Empress Du was in the middle. Although they were brothers, they were not close since childhood.

When they grew up, both of them left the capital and became vassals. The Empress Dowager was afraid that they would have any interaction with the officials in the capital. Since they became vassals, they have not allowed them to return to the capital.

Their brothers have not met in thirty years.

King Qing opened his dry lips and laughed silently: "You have indeed not harmed me, but who asked you to sit in this seat? We are all the sons of the father, we are not from the queen, and we are also exiled, but why do you sit in this seat? Why is it you?

I have suffered so much, I have been sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, and I have carefully planned it. It is obviously me, I am!"

King Qing suddenly struggled to stand up, but was pressed to the ground again by Jinwu Guards.

He waved his fists, beat the gold bricks on the ground, and let out a beastly roar in his throat.

The prince came over and said to the emperor, "Father, go back and rest, son will come and examine it."

The emperor has experienced too much in his life, and now he has to experience the tragedy of brothers. The prince is worried that his body will not be able to bear it.

Chai Yan also said, "Yes, Father, let me leave this to my elder brother."

The emperor sighed, and waved his hand and said, "Come King Zhuang, I want to listen to him chant the scriptures."

Chai Yan curled his lips. Isn’t my father unable to think about it? It must be a great price to ask my second brother to recite scriptures.

Sure enough, Chai Yan was not wrong. The emperor asked King Zhuang to recite a scripture and allowed him to invite a monk to hold a grand ceremony in Yongding Temple. The silver spent all came out of the emperor's small vault.

Of course, after the emperor calmed down, he regretted it, but there was no joke. The emperor could only watch as King Zhuang paid the silver from a small treasury and happily prepared for the Dharma Assembly.

Therefore, after King Zhuang's wedding, the emperor found an excuse and fined King Zhuang for half a year's salary. During that half year, King Zhuang relied on Princess Zhuang's dowry to support him. It is said that there was not even ten taels of silver in his purse.

Of course, this is a later story.

After the emperor left, the crown prince was the trial. Chai Yan originally thought that the emperor would leave Eunuch Bao to the trial, but he did not expect that the emperor left simply and did not leave anyone. Moreover, it was not until the evening of the next day that the emperor asked the crown prince about the interrogation.

After the emperor left, King Qing did not keep silent. He said everything in one breath. What made Chai Yan curious was that King Qing did not plead for his sons, just as the huge Prince Qing Mansion had nothing to do with him.

After walking out of the interrogation room, Chai Yan expressed his questions, and the prince also found it strange. However, King Qing's health was indeed very poor. The prince asked the imperial physician to treat King Qing, and he could not let King Qing die like this.

The two brothers returned to the East Palace and heard the quarrel from afar. The prince called an eunuch, who looked embarrassed: "Go back to your highness, Princess Duan is here and is arguing with Prince Duan."

The prince hurriedly asked, "Where is the princess?"

"The crown princess advised her for a few words, then went back to the bedroom and rested." The eunuch said.

The prince breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chai Yan: "Let's go, let's go somewhere else."

The prince and Chai Yan were both tired and had no morning court today. They found a quiet palace to sleep for a while. When they woke up, they realized that the imperial doctor was waiting outside.

The prince summoned the imperial physician in. The imperial physician explained the condition of King Qing in detail and said, "Prince Qing's body is already dry, and I'm afraid it's not too long."

King Qing is already a criminal minister, and the imperial physician will not hide it, let me tell the truth.

The prince also guessed that this would be the case, otherwise King Qing would not have acted hasty at the last moment after waiting for so many years. There would be no other explanation except for the lack of time.

King Qing wanted to fulfill his dream for many years in his last days, so he took the risk.

"There is still a moment, and the officials don't know if they should say it." The imperial physician said with courage.

The prince frowned slightly and said, "As long as it is related to King Qing, it's okay to say it."

The imperial physician said, "Prince Qing is a rootless person."

The prince was stunned. Chai Yan opened his mouth wide and touched his ears. Could it be that he had heard it wrong, a rootless person, wouldn't he be the eunuch?

"Take it seriously?" the prince paused and asked again, "Is it born or acquired?"

Although the prince asked this, he knew in his heart that it could never be born.

King Qing is the fifth son of the emperor, and the birth of the prince is a major event. If there is any incompleteness, he would have known it at that time, but how could he hide it for so many years?

"Go back to Your Highness, Prince Qing's disability was a matter of the acquired nature, so it was... "The imperial physician looked at the eunuch beside him, "It's the same."

In other words, the place where King Qing is the same as the eunuchs.

It was castrated artificially.

Chai Yan suddenly remembered King Qing's determination, and he also told the prince that King Qing didn't even care about his son.

Could it be that King Qing’s sons are all not their biological sons?

After the imperial physician left, Chai Yan asked the prince: "Did King Qing's children be born in the capital?"

If you were born in the capital, you will have an imperial physician to follow you from the beginning of pregnancy. When you are born, there will be a silly woman sent to the palace to deliver the baby, and even the wet nurse of the child will be assigned by the palace.

`But if you were born in a fiefdom, then you would not be so strict, and it would not be difficult to take advantage of loopholes to create a fake child.
To be continued...