Shangguan Zhi ignored his words and looked at the imperial edict in the old doctor's arms with a smile.

He tapped his forehead with his index finger, looking distressed.

"Father has been awake for quite a while, right?"

"I think the name on the imperial decree must not be either mine or my sixth brother's."

Upon hearing this, the hand of the King of Xiyue trembled slightly.

Shangguan Zhi curled his lips and sneered. He raised his hand and waved, then turned his head and gave an order to the person behind him.

"Bring the people up!"

Mo Zhou and Mo Zhu walked into the hall, holding a boy who was about ten years old.

“Daddy!”

As soon as the boy saw the King of Xiyue, he cried and shouted.

"Daddy, save me!"

The King of Xiyue could no longer sit still, "Nianchen!"

He threw the cup beside him to the ground and glared at Shangguan Zhi with his old eyes.

"What do you want to do? Let him go!"

Then he looked at the boy soothingly, "Don't be afraid, Nianchen, father will definitely save you."

As he spoke, his hands behind his back shook even more violently.

Why hasn't he appeared yet? Looking at the broken porcelain pieces at his feet, Shangguan Zhi chuckled, "Is Father giving a signal to the Hidden Dragon Guards?"

He shook his head. “Don’t waste your energy. If they were still there, they would have come out long ago.”

Upon hearing this, the King of Xiyue could no longer hold on and fell heavily onto the dragon throne.

It’s over, it’s all over!

But Shangguan Zhi still felt it was not enough, so he patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Nian Chen, right? Nian Chen, do you miss Concubine Chen?"

"Father is truly devoted to Empress Chen."

As he spoke, he sneered and stabbed the sword in his hand heavily into the boy's chest.

There was only a 'puff' sound.

The boy fell to the ground before he even had time to cry out in pain.

"you……"

The King of Xiyue pointed at him with a trembling hand, then covered his heart, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards.

The old eyes stared blankly in the direction where the boy lay.

"Lord!"

The old doctor hurried forward to check.

He stretched out his index finger and put it to his nostrils tremblingly. He paused for a moment, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily, tears streaming down his face.

"The king has passed away!"

Upon hearing the result, Shangguan Chang fell to his knees with a plop, his expression filled with grief, his eyes slightly red, and two lines of tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

As soon as Shangguan Jin came in, he saw this scene. He pointed at Shangguan Zhi who was holding a bloody sword and cursed him.

"Shangguan Zhi! You killed your father and brother, you are guilty of treason, you deserve to die!"

Hearing his voice, Shangguan Zhi turned around and looked at his legs, first in surprise, then with a sneer.

"Your leg is actually healed?"

"If I had known this would happen, I should have let those people chop off your legs!"

He raised his sword, pointed the tip at Shangguan Jin, and approached him step by step.

"You're here just in time. It saves me from going out of my way to look for you!"

Suddenly, there were a few "bang bang bang" sounds from somewhere.

Shangguan Zhi's body trembled. He stared blankly at the two small holes on his chest from which blood continued to gush out. The sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Then he looked at Shangguan Jin with an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"You actually..." Collude with Da Qi! Before he finished speaking, he fell straight down with a look of resentment.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Chang shouted.

"Fifth brother!"

The sword beside him was about to stand up, but the next moment Jinshu put the sword at his neck.

"Lock him up first!"

Shangguan Jin roared angrily, then ran to the side of the King of Xiyue. He half squatted down, stretched out his hand and wiped across the eyes of the King of Xiyue, closing his eyes. Then he clenched his fists tightly and closed his eyes heavily.

At this moment, small snowflakes were floating outside the hall, and Li Wanming put away his flintlock rifle.

Han Qi stretched out his hand, and the moment the tiny snowflakes fell into his palm, they instantly turned into water droplets.

Li Wanming looked at the sky. "If it was snowing in the capital, it would be a completely different scene."

After that, he walked out, "Things here have been resolved, let's go back."

…

Li Wanming was right, it was indeed snowing in the capital.

And Chu Yaoyao was playing snowball fight with her third brother.

Yes, before the Chinese New Year, Chu Yao returned to the palace.

System: It has been detected that the male and female protagonists of the current plane have died, and the world consciousness automatically replaces them with new protagonists.

System: Ding, it is detected that the host has successfully changed the fate of cannon fodder and successfully counterattacked to become the heroine of this world. The current task progress is 96.

Chu Yaoyao, who was making a snowball, was startled by the two prompt sounds.

[The male protagonist is dead too?! ]

[Villain, no, Shangguan Jin ascended the throne?! ]

System: That’s right, our mission will be completed soon!

Chu Yaoyao smiled happily with her tiny teeth bared, and she even reached out and touched her head.

[System, do you think I have the aura of a protagonist now? ]

system:……

Don't you think this action is strange?

And that was an abstract thing, how could it really be a ring on the head? ! It's not an angel! Suddenly, Chu Yaoyao felt a pain on her forehead, and the snowball that hit her head scattered and covered her face.

“Hmm!”

A small amount of snow fell into her clothes through her collar, making her shiver.

"hiss!"

"Hahaha!"

"How dare you be distracted by a snowball fight?!"

Seeing her in such an embarrassing state, Chu Yao laughed out loud.

Chu Yaoyao stomped her feet angrily.

"Third brother, why are you still so stupid?!"

[I've been out there for half a year, but my vision hasn't improved at all! ]

As she shouted, she squatted down, scooped up a handful of snow and threw it at Chu Yao.

Chu Yao dodged and made a smug face at her.

"Hey, hey, you can't hit it, you just can't hit it!"

"Hmph! Just wait for me!"

Chu Yaoyao grabbed another handful and rushed straight towards him.

Unexpectedly, his foot slipped and he fell forward, face down, with his entire body landing in the snow.

“Yaoyao!”

"younger sister!"

The noise frightened Chu Yao and the prince who had just walked nearby.

The two of them ran over there quickly. Chu Yao was closer, so he arrived first. He grabbed the little guy's clothes on the back and lifted him up.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

He asked worriedly while helping to wipe her face and brush off the snow on her body.

"How's it going, Yaoyao? Does it hurt?"

The prince also ran over, half-knelt in front of Yaoyao, and rubbed her icy little face with heartache.

There were people around who cared about her, and Chu Yaoyao became inexplicably emotional. Her big eyes were watery and her little mouth was pouted as if she was about to complain.

"Brother Crown Prince, my third brother bullied me!"

The prince raised his eyes and glared at Chu Yao, then looked down at the cub-shaped hole in the snow.

Chu Yao touched the back of his neck sheepishly.

"I was just joking with her."

The prince shook his head and turned to look at Yaoyao. He took the little girl into his arms and whispered in her ear.

"Then big brother, help us bully Yaoyao back, okay?"

Chu Yaoyao glanced at her third brother with ill intent, turned around, blinked at him, and nodded heavily.

The prince stood up, looked at Chu Yao, and grabbed him with lightning speed, controlling his hands.

"Hurry, Yaoyao, the chance for revenge has come!"