Yue Nanchen, is Dong Qing'er really that important? Is she so important that you even forget our brotherhood? Yue Nanxuan stopped retreating and stood in front of him coldly, "Yuen Nanchen, don't you even listen to me? Do you want to rebel?"

Yue Nanchen clenched his fingers, his eyes passed over Yue Nanxuan's face and looked into the woman's suspicious eyes. His thin lips moved slightly and he made a sound that even he himself did not believe.

"So what if you rebel, Your Majesty? Whether or not you should take the throne is another matter! If you hand over Lan Shuiyao today, we will still be good brothers, and Yue Nanchen will remain loyal to Your Majesty for the rest of his life. If Your Majesty insists on favoring that woman, don't blame Yue Nanchen for disregarding brotherhood and the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects!"

Yue Nanxuan's face suddenly turned pale. It's not that he didn't know about those rumors. It's not that he hadn't heard of them. The ministers had repeatedly reported to him that Prince Yongnan was too powerful, and coupled with these rumors, there was a fear that something unexpected might happen. But he just laughed it off.

He knew that Yue Nanchen was better than him in both strategy and martial arts. Even if there really was such a will and the throne was given to Yue Nanchen, he would not object. He was tired of the throne and it was better for him to roam the world with Yaoyao.

But when these rebellious words came out of the mouth of his always close brother, Yue Nanxuan felt an anger that he could not let go of. Is this the brother he has always loved?

Yue Nanxuan took a step forward, pressing his chest tightly against the tip of his sword, his eyes sharp and cold, "Yuen Nanchen, what did you say? Say it again?"

The blood seemed to be boiling in his chest, and Yue Nanchen's lips turned pale. His stiff and cold face was trying to maintain his last bit of perseverance, and his back was as straight as an ice sculpture.

Two cold words came out slowly, "Get out of the way!"

"Haha!" Yue Nanxuan suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky, and in his laughter there was a deep sadness and indescribable pain.

"Royal brother, this is the last time I will call you. From today on, you will no longer be the King of Yongnan. You want to kill Yaoyao and take my throne. Just come. I'm waiting!" He suddenly pressed the man's soft sword against his neck.

Yue Nanchen's hand holding the sword was shaking. The grief and frustration in Yue Nanxuan's eyes deeply stimulated him. He wanted to give up. Was it worth it to make so many people suffer for the sake of Yue Chengning?

The expression on Lan Shuiyao's face kept changing, from confusion to shock, and then to the calmness now. She knew that Yue Nanxuan was no match for Yue Nanchen, and her tone suggested that it would be better to take the initiative to solve the problem than to sit and wait for death.

Her eyes darkened, and a strange red shadow instantly floated behind the man, and she struck at the man's back with lightning speed.

Yue Nanchen could dodge it, but he knew that this was the best outcome! He closed his eyes and let himself sink into the darkness. He was too tired and wanted to have a good rest!

Yue Nanxuan was panting heavily, as if he had not yet recovered from the incident. He looked at Yue Nanchen's unconscious face with grief, turned around suddenly, hugged Lan Shuiyao, and took the opportunity to take advantage of her.

Lan Shuiyao pushed him away, but he took the opportunity to cling to her again, like a piece of cowhide plaster that couldn't be driven away. He hugged her stubbornly and begged bitterly, "Yaoyao, my heart aches, just let me hug you!"

Dong Wenhua rushed over breathlessly, and was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her. Prince Yongnan, who wanted to kill Lan Shuiyao, fell to the ground, while the emperor was being affectionate with Lan Shuiyao.

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He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pounced on Dong Qing'er's stiff body, howling at the top of his lungs, "Qing'er, my daughter, you died so tragically. Daddy is useless and cannot avenge you. I'll let you go now!"

After saying that, he untied his belt, hung himself on the beam, and was about to commit suicide in front of Yue Nanxuan.

Yue Nanxuan was reluctant to let Lan Shuiyao go, rubbing his swollen brows and said coldly, "Okay, okay, stop pretending. I will take care of this matter for you and will definitely find the real murderer!"

After that, he turned around and said to Yaoyao sweetly, "It looks like you are going to be wronged. Before the real murderer is found, you are still the first suspect. But Yaoyao, don't worry, I'm here, you will be fine!"

Lan Shuiyao's lips twitched. She couldn't stand his sweet expression anymore, so she pushed his arm away and stood aside.

Dong Wenhua, who had just calmed down after being tied up in a knot, was determined to put a noose around Yue Nanxuan's neck when he heard what he said. His Dong family had been officials in Nanyue for generations, and their influence was quite huge.

He just didn't believe that Yue Nanxuan would watch him die in front of him.

"Someone come, lock Yue Nanchen and Lan Shuiyao up in jail together, but keep them separate!" Yue Nanxuan shouted, and guards came in and carried Yue Nanchen's body out.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry to have to put up with you for a while!" Yue Nanxuan couldn't help but get closer to her again. Lan Shuiyao felt a chill all over her body, so she quickly moved away and followed the guards.

Behind him, Dong Wenhua was full of complaints. She put her neck on the belt, waiting for the emperor to say something nice.

As soon as Yue Nanchen and Lan Shuiyao left, Yue Nanxuan changed his playful expression.

He drooped his lips in frustration, not caring about Dong Wenhua's life or death, and hurried out of the room.

Dong Wenhua was stunned and stood on the stool, feeling awkward, not knowing whether to get down or continue trying to commit suicide.

Bai Ren stood up, holding his chest, staggering, and pretended to accidentally kick the stool with his leg.

Dong Wenhua screamed and was hung in the air with his legs twisted. If the guards of the Dong Mansion had not been outside the door, he would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago!

In the Changning Palace on the outskirts of Yuecheng, a silvery-white figure stood in front of the house, and the quiet autumn sunlight lengthened the shadow.

"My Lord!" The black-clad secret guard didn't bother to hide his whereabouts. He hurried into the mansion and knelt on one leg in front of the man. "Good news, Prince Yongnan has been arrested by the emperor!"

The silver-white figure moved slightly, then turned around quickly, "What did you say?"

"It was the death of his wife that made Prince Yongnan lose his mind. He insisted on killing Lan Shuiyao. The emperor then made Lan Shuiyao the queen, and the two started fighting. In the end, Prince Yongnan was thrown into the Sky Prison!" The secret guard spoke anxiously, his eyes full of joy.

"What about Lan Shuiyao?" the man asked in a low voice.

"It is said that he was seriously injured and was taken to the Heavenly Prison by the Emperor!" The secret guard took a quick breath, "Master, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Should we gather our forces and head to Yuecheng? Prince Yongnan is helpless in the Heavenly Prison now, and the Emperor's power is nothing to be afraid of!"

Yue Chengning sneered, "You are so naive. With the help of Prince Yongnan, can the prison be able to hold him? What we need to do now is not to gather troops, but to go into the city to attend the funeral of my wife!"

The secret guard was stunned and puzzled.

"Yue Nanchen will die at Yue Nanxuan's hands sooner or later. I am only helping him.

That's all!" Yue Chengning suddenly sneered, "Okay, let the servants get ready, we'll set off immediately!"

The secret guards still didn't understand, but the master was the master, and his thoughts were beyond the imagination of their servants, so they immediately passed the order down.

The yellow liquid slipped from the man's slender white hands piece by piece. The man's gloomy voice slowly rang out, "Dong Qing'er, it seems that your death is more valuable than your life. After the matter is accomplished, I will posthumously confer the title of Queen on you, and your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled!"

The man's gloomy laughter echoed softly in the courtyard.

A quarter of an hour later, Prince Changning's carriage set out from the villa. All the guards were dressed in mourning and scattered paper money along the way.

As soon as Prince Changning moved, Qianhun got the news, but now it was not easy for him to send the message to Yue Nanchen!

In the Queen Mother's bedroom, a servant was whispering in her ear. Her face became increasingly uglier and her expression increasingly cold.

"Let's go see the Emperor!" The Queen Mother stood up and was about to greet him when she heard the eunuch's voice outside the palace, "The Emperor has arrived!"

The Queen Mother sighed and said, “It’s good that you came. Xuan’er can’t hold back anymore, right?”

Yue Nanxuan, dressed in bright yellow, walked into the Queen Mother's bedroom with a serious face. He raised his eyes, glanced at the Queen Mother, then knelt down and saluted, "My son pays respect to the Queen Mother!"

"Xuan'er, please stand up!" The Queen Mother sighed, "I just heard about Dong Qing'er's situation and was about to look for you. Did you really lock Chen'er up?"

Yue Nanxuan whispered, "Yes, mother, I came here just for this matter. I have something very important to ask you!"

The Queen Mother looked at his serious expression and seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. "What's the matter?"