He was so dizzy that his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he was thrown heavily to the ground, and then he was pulled up by his hair by a man in black.

The emperor looked like an old man on a chopping board, being pushed to the throne behind the table by the man in black.

The man in black at the head stepped forward with a knife in his hand. Five fingers as thick as tree sticks were slapped in front of the emperor, and he slapped his palm on the table. At this moment, he wanted to slap this vicious old man to death.

.

At this moment, he could indeed kill him directly with one palm or one sword.

But Yu Yan's identity has not changed yet.

If the emperor is forced to issue an edict to change Yu Yan's identity... it is not impossible to become a king or a bandit, but they want to take back the things that belong to the first prince, without leaving any chance for criticism.

"Please also ask your Majesty to work hard and write a succession letter to pass the throne to the crown prince."

The emperor's frightened and trembling heart has only now calmed down a little. His eyes are bursting with anger, anger is intertwined with fear, and all kinds of emotions are gathered in his heart. Before he can open his mouth to speak, a mouthful of blood spurts out.

The newly made purple gold longevity robe was stained with blood.

The bright red color was much more dazzling than the red brought out by Gu Luo's slap.

The emperor clenched his fists and stared at the men in black, "You, you..."

Anger was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even utter a single word of rebuke or curse.

What else can you say? It’s obvious that these are the prince’s minions, and the prince is trying to force him into the palace!

Not far away, the sound of silk and bamboo in the Imperial Garden was still rising and falling melodiously.

In the imperial study room, the leader of the men in black turned the long knife stained with blood in his hand and smiled eerily, "Don't want to write? Delay the time? Better, cut off one finger first."

As he spoke, he grabbed the emperor's hand and raised the knife without any hesitation.

You can't kill this old guy with one knife, but you can always use various methods of humiliation to temper him and relieve the hatred in your heart a little bit.

Not to mention those old things, just the humiliation that Yu Yan suffered from being repeatedly called into the imperial study by the emperor in recent years should also be counted.

The emperor originally thought that this man was just threatening and coercing him, but he didn't expect that before he said a word, the cold and sharp knife actually cut off his finger.

The fingers are connected to the heart, and if a finger is pinched, it will be painful, let alone an index finger being cut off at the root.

The blood flew rapidly, and the emperor almost fainted from the pain.

It's not that he didn't faint, but the man in black's knife wandered to his back vest again.

The biting coldness of the blade could be felt through his clothes, and the emperor could not stop shaking.

The man in black smiled but said, "Write it? If you write it, the Crown Prince will ascend the throne, and you can still enjoy the glory and wealth in your old age. If you don't write it...it doesn't matter if you don't write it. If you die,

The crown prince succeeded to the throne naturally, but at most it just added the tedious task of organizing a funeral. Although the three years of national filial piety are difficult to endure, who knows whether he will keep it secretly or not."

What he said was straightforward and rebellious.

He pulled out a blank imperial edict from the side and photographed it in front of the emperor.

What was cut off was the index finger of his left hand, which was still bleeding. The emperor was like a quail with its internal organs pierced, and cold sweat was pouring out. There was no sign of rescue outside.

What about the Imperial Guard?

Where are the Imperial Guards?

Are they all dead?

And what about the secret guards he usually hides in the imperial study?

Why doesn't anyone come out?

In the entire imperial study, the only person who could protect him was the chamberlain. But the chamberlain had been kicked over long before all this started and he fainted on the ground. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The emperor's turbid and frightened eyes fell on the body of the chamberlain, who was paralyzed on the ground, motionless, and then looked at the corners of his mouth and the pool of blood on the ground.

Is this...dead?

The huge unprecedented fear reached its peak at this moment and spread to all limbs.

The emperor looked at the blank imperial edict in despair. His cold hands trembled little by little as he approached the Langhaohu pen. He grabbed it tremblingly, dipped it in ink, and put down the pen.

Every movement is mechanical.

After the edict of passing the throne was written, all that was left was to stamp it with the imperial seal.

The jade seal was in the mechanism drawer on the third floor of the desk. The emperor put the pen down, but his movement to retrieve the jade seal slowed down.

Is there really no one to save him?

His eyes looked out the window involuntarily.

At this moment, the sound of rapid, chaotic and powerful footsteps suddenly came from outside.

The man in black who was guarding the door of the Royal Study suddenly screamed as soon as the footsteps were heard, "Hurry up, someone is coming!"

The emperor's trembling heart felt as if it had been fished out of an ice cave and dumped into the hot spring pool.

He stopped to get the jade seal.

The leading man in black pulled the emperor's hair and banged his head against the imperial edict on the table, "What are you waiting for? Come on, old man! Where is the jade seal? Get the jade seal quickly!"

The sound of fighting outside came in.

The man in black who was guarding the door was kicked over, and the emperor's head was pressed on the table. He raised his eyes hard, and his eyes almost rolled out. He finally saw clearly that the person who rushed in from outside was wearing a uniform.

A heather gray bundt.

Not from the palace?

The emperor wanted to see more, but his head was pressed tightly. Someone kept slapping him on the head and rummaging around on the table, trying to find the jade seal.

More people poured in outside.

The emperor couldn't see who came in, but he could hear that the fight just above his head was very fierce.

"Hurry up and report the news to the Crown Prince, we won't be able to hold on here any longer!"

The man who was holding down the emperor suddenly roared, and even though there was a sound of breaking out of the window, the man who ran out immediately after was held down by someone outside and let out a scream.

The emperor felt the hand holding him stiff for a moment.

"Anyway, the imperial edict has been written. If that doesn't work, we will kill the old emperor. When the time comes, we will say that someone has assassinated the emperor. We are just in time to save him, but it is too late!"

The man in black next to him spoke quickly.

The man in black who was holding the emperor seemed to be hesitating. The hand that was holding the emperor's head tugged extra hard and pulled a handful of the emperor's hair, pulling hard and tearing off a piece of his scalp.

The emperor's whole body trembled in pain and he screamed. As soon as the man in black's big hand left, the emperor stood up in fear.

In an instant, the man in black made up his mind to kill him.

The emperor desperately called for help, and then he saw clearly the people who rushed in to save him. Except for the one wearing a gray and linen shorts, the rest were all forbidden soldiers, and the one wearing a gray and linen shorts... Long Nian?

While the emperor was stunned, the man in black had already cut down his sword.

"I'll fight with you!"

The head chamberlain who had been lying on the ground didn't know when he woke up. Like an old hen protecting its chicks, he rushed over with all his strength and bumped into the man in black.
Chapter completed!