Chapter 664 No Choice
In the illusion, several years passed in just a blink of an eye.
The bronze lampstand in the secret room burst into flames, and the black-clad man kneeling in the shadows had a bloodstain on his forehead:
"My subordinates were incompetent and were about to succeed, but suddenly a few Xuanmen monks intervened and rescued the young prince..."
"Useless!" Xiao Tianhong smashed the table with his palm, not even noticing the broken wood piercing his palm, "What's the point of keeping you!"
The man in black lowered his head even lower:
"There were a total of 36 guards escorting the young prince, and they have all been killed. But the swordsman who saved him is quite powerful... We can't stop him..."
"Get out." Xiao Tianhong's suddenly calm voice was more terrifying than his previous rage. "Pass the order down, search for his whereabouts secretly, and report back immediately if you find any news. Do not act rashly!"
The man in black retreated, and silence returned to the secret room. Only the emperor's face remained half bright and half dark, with an obscure expression.
"Xuanmen?" Xiao Tianhong murmured, "Well... after entering Xuanmen, I should be free from this worldly world..."
"If you want to leave, go far away and don't come back."
The picture gradually faded, Yun Qingqing sighed softly, pinched her fingers together, and the light and shadow in front of her eyes flowed quickly again.
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"Brother Emperor, I am back!"
"Royal brother! Don't cry... I'm fine!"
"It is my fault that I failed to send a message back and caused my brother to worry..."
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"Brother Emperor, I beg you to fight me!"
"If my royal brother doesn't agree, I won't get up!"
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"I will leave tomorrow. Please take care, my dear brother."
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"I have fulfilled my mission and come to report back."
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"I am not worthy of the title of God of War. I only wish to protect the country of Daliang for my brother."
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The shouts and screams from the battlefield were getting closer and closer, with thousands of horses galloping and the sound of metal clashing.
The young god of war was holding a long sword and his body was covered in blood. Blood and fire were intertwined around him, and his figure gradually became clear.
Yun Qingqing recognized this scene and her heart tightened again.
When the cold arrow shot into Xiao Changheng's heart, a ray of light exploded, and the arrow pointing directly at his heart deviated by three points, and a crisp sound of jade breaking could be faintly heard.
The fog rose again, and the blood color of the battlefield faded away. When the vision became clear again, they had arrived at the imperial study thousands of miles away.
The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, suddenly turned pale and spat a mouthful of blood onto the memorial in his hand.
"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you? Call the imperial physician quickly!" Li Liangui was panicked and stepped forward to support him.
Xiao Tianhong took a breath, clung to Li Liangui's arm, and said in a hoarse and urgent voice:
"Is there any news from the border today?"
Li Liangui didn't understand, but still said truthfully:
"This... the battle report came just yesterday. The Regent led his army to drive the enemy back over a hundred miles. The morale of the army is high! Your Majesty, don't worry. The Regent is our Daliang's god of war. I believe he will return to the court victoriously soon!"
The pain in Xiao Tianhong's eyes did not diminish at all, and he gasped and ordered:
"Go... send a letter immediately. I want to know the battle situation! The sooner the better!"
Li Liangui did not dare to be negligent and was stopped again just as he turned around.
"etc!"
Xiao Tianhong clenched his fists and closed his eyes:
"Send five hundred... no, one thousand elite soldiers to escort him back to the capital!"
"...Yes!" Li Liangui subconsciously accepted the order and went out to convey the decree with a confused look on his face. It was obvious that he didn't understand why he suddenly had to escort the Regent.
Xiao Tianhong stared at the bloodstains on the memorial, his lips moving in an almost inaudible voice:
"Could it be... this... is God's will..."
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Two dusty generals knelt in front of the steps, their armor still covered with dust from the border.
"I will die!" The young general kowtowed heavily. "When I arrived with my troops, the prince's guards were all dead or wounded. The prince killed more than 80 assassins alone despite his injuries, but..."
"Speak clearly!" Xiao Tianhong pinched his knuckles until they turned white.
"The prince's knee armor was pierced by a poisonous blade..." The general swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly, "It was a strange poison from the northern border. The accompanying doctor said... the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow and he will never be able to stand again in this life... The poison may also... harm the eyes."
There was dead silence.
The crabapple trees outside the corridor were blown down by the wind, and the child who once took his first steps in front of the side hall has fallen from the altar into dust.
Xiao Tianhong quietly loosened his clenched hands, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Get ready."
"I... will go see him."
The emperor's voice was a little hoarse, but Yun Qingqing saw a dark light flash in his eyes.
I felt relieved, yet exhausted and depressed.
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Regent's Palace.
Xiao Tianhong hesitated at the door of the room for a while before pushing it open and stepping inside.
A strong smell of medicine mixed with the smell of blood hit Xiao Tianhong in the face, and his footsteps paused again.
The person on the couch lay quietly, his white inner garment was soaked with cold sweat, sticking tightly to his bony frame, and stained with blood.
The hand that once commanded thousands of troops hung limply outside the quilt, with dark blue poison marks still remaining on the fingertips.
The most striking thing is the pair of eyes - the pupils that were as sharp as cold stars in the past are now covered with a layer of gray gauze, like dusty glass.
"Everyone, step back." Xiao Tianhong's voice was hoarseer than expected.
After all the servants had left, he walked step by step to the bed and held Xiao Changheng's hand.
After a long time, he only uttered a low sigh.
"I'm sorry... I have no choice..."
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Two figures were cast on the stone wall of the secret room.
Qing Fengzi's skinny fingers slowly stroked the jade whisk, and the sound was like a poisonous snake swimming across the ice:
"You did a good thing! The container you have raised for twenty years has become useless. How are you going to explain this to the Lord?"
Xiao Tianhong looked at him expressionlessly:
"Who is so eager to plant the seeds of disaster? Didn't I warn you of the risks at the beginning?"
"You!" Qing Fengzi was choked, his eyes became more sinister, "Don't think you can shirk your responsibility like this! Now that the container is broken, the most urgent thing is that the 70% of national destiny in his body must not be lost again, it's better not to..."
"How about as soon as possible?"
Xiao Tianhong suddenly pinched Qing Fengzi's wrist, and black gas burst out from his sleeves and flowed along the other party's meridians.
"Kill him? Risk your luck collapsing and returning to the heaven and earth? Or..." He suddenly tightened his five fingers, "Do you want to personally experience the backlash of the heavens?"
Qing Fengzi suddenly shook him off, retreated three steps, and stared at the rapidly spreading black mark on his left hand, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
"…Then tell me, what else can you do?"
Xiao Tianhong was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:
"The more desperate he is, the more his luck will instinctively gather to protect himself, which is actually a bad thing. But..."
"As long as you have enough patience, I have my own way to offer all my luck to the Lord God."
Qing Fengzi narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then snorted coldly and flicked his jade whisk.
"I will report this matter in detail to the Lord God's Messenger. You'd better not mess it up!"
After saying that, he turned away.
Xiao Tianhong slowly reached his hand into his arms and took out a jade pendant inlaid with gold. He gently stroked the golden cracks with his fingertips and smiled bitterly.
"It's a full 70% of the country's fortune... It's a crime to possess a treasure, so this is the only way..."
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