Fu Gang retreated.
Just when everyone's attention was focused on Hua Zhi again, a sudden cry was heard from outside the hall.
Everyone looked over subconsciously, and when they saw someone slowly walking in from outside the hall, some people stood up in surprise. The emperor was displeased, and was about to reprimand him when he saw the person knock over the wine cup closest to him in an unruly manner.
He was not the only one who lost his composure, many others did too.
The official uniform of the leader of the Qishu Division is unique, and no one would mistake him. The mask in his hand at this moment also proves that he is the leader of the Qishu Division who never shows his true face.
But everyone in the royal family recognized this person as Prince Ling’s son, Gu Yanxi.
The huge palace was silent, as if its throat was strangled. It would have been fine if the leader of the Seven Stars Division was a prince, but why did he reveal his identity now
"That's enough for today. Leave now." Before things got to the worst, Taihou stood up decisively and sent away the irrelevant people.
Everyone looked at each other, everyone felt like a cat was scratching their heart but dared not disobey, and left the palace slowly, with the concubines at the end. Haoyue wanted to stay but didn't dare to show any abnormality at this time. Some things cannot be known openly, otherwise it will be fatal!
The empress dowager came down from a high place, wearing a crown, pearls, jade and emeralds, and looked extremely gorgeous. However, at this moment, it could not hide the desolation that filled her body.
She helped Hua Zhi up. It was unclear whether she was supporting Hua Zhi or Hua Zhi was supporting her, or whether they were supporting each other as they walked out. When she passed by her grandson, she sighed and said, "You are uncle and nephew, and you can only be uncle and nephew at this moment. Before you make an impulsive decision, think about the country of Daqing and the Chaoli tribe that is surrounding you."
I stepped over the threshold and the door closed heavily behind me. The sky had turned completely dark, as dark as a stone pressing on my heart.
"Would you like to follow me back to Fushou Palace?"
"I'll wait for him here." Hua Zhi looked at the only elder who truly cared about Yan Xi, "Whether it's a blessing or a curse, I will always be with him."
It was hard to see clearly in the dim light. The Queen Mother smiled and said, "I didn't think it would come to this."
But when it really happened, he was not surprised. Everyone has reverse scales and soft spots. Yan Xi didn't have them before, but he does now. The emperor wants to break his ribs and touch his reverse scales. He can't be like those spineless people who offer the person he cherishes with both hands. Be it power or profit, her grandson doesn't care.
She had always thought that the emperor understood and that he had some true feelings for Yan Xi, but now it seemed that she had overestimated him. Maybe he did have true feelings for her, but that was when it did not affect anything about himself. And then he asked Yan Xi to give his true feelings to him. How was that possible
After this happened, she didn't know how to explain the righteousness to Yan Xi.
The empress dowager brushed her sleeves lightly and turned to leave. Hua Zhi saw her off politely, looked back at the gate, walked to the steps and sat down to wait.
Inside the palace, facing the gaze of the Emperor's uncle, Gu Yanxi took another step forward, each step as if walking on the edge of a knife. His eyes were clearly red from the pain, but his whole body was so numb that he could not feel the pain at all. His ears were ringing, and even the figures in front of his eyes seemed blurry.
There was only one question in his mind: why
He only wants one Hua Zhi, only one Hua Zhi. The emperor's uncle knows this clearly, so why does he still want to take her away
But he didn't ask. He bent down and gently placed the mask in front of him. He then took off his official uniform, rolled it up and put it together. He then took out the leader's seal and the prince's seal and placed them on top. Then he knelt down and bowed deeply. "From now on, there will be no more leaders of the Seven Stars."
The emperor didn't know whether he was angry or what, his body was shaking, and the finger he pointed at him was trembling, "You...you..."
"The existence of the Seven Stars Division has become an obstacle to Daqing. Perhaps there will be a time to re-establish it in the future, but it is no longer needed now. The Seven Stars Division can be used by the emperor like secret guards and just follow his orders. Someone will present the list later, and all the things they are in charge of now will be compiled into a book."
Gu Yanxi had a calm expression, not paying any attention to the emperor's anger. He even looked away, not even looking at the emperor. "I will be getting engaged to Azhi soon, so I won't report this to you separately."
After speaking to himself, Gu Yanxi stood up and left.
"Gu! Yan! Xi!"
Gu Yanxi ignored him and walked out.
There was a loud bang, and then one after another, the emperor overturned several nearby tables, and seeing that Gu Yanxi still ignored him, he picked up something at hand and threw it at her. The copper wine cup hit her back accurately, and Gu Yanxi took it without dodging, but kept walking.
"You evil beast, do you want to rebel?"
Gu Yanxi finally stopped moving forward.
A strange sense of relief flashed through the emperor's mind. Can't I catch you
"You will no longer be in charge of the Seven Constellations. If I deprive you of your title as Crown Prince, you will be just an ordinary member of the royal family from now on. Gu Yanxi, you better think it through!"
"I couldn't ask for more." Gu Yanxi turned around and emphasized, "I couldn't ask for more."
"You!" The emperor said in an even more urgent voice, "If you walk out of this door today, I will expel you from the sect!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help." Gu Yanxi smiled, looking relaxed as if he had gotten what he wanted. "I really want to live a normal life, with daily necessities, family matters, care without calculation, honey without poison, no sleepless nights, no blood on the edge of a knife... I have thought about such a life for many years. If you can help me, it will be worth my years of helping you, and it will not be in vain..."
I have treated you like a father.
It was like all five senses were suddenly returning, sadness overwhelmed him, and every breath was so painful that it seemed to tear him apart.
When he was seventeen, his family was broken up and his uncle the Emperor appeared before him like a god, shielding him from all harm, finding him the best master, and deciding on the best way out for him in his opinion. He gave him everything that his biological father had not given him.
Everyone in the court knew that the Crown Prince was favored, and there were even rumors that he was actually the Prince of Wales. Even the Prince of Wales was so suspicious and regarded him as a potential enemy. At that time, he thought, he would be the son of his uncle the Emperor, fight for him and defend his empire, hold the Seven Stars for him and be the sword in his hand, and he would hit wherever he pointed without having to think about it.
But why did it become like this now? He clearly still regarded him as his own father and had never had the intention of betraying or neglecting him. Why did he step on his bloody heart and take her away even though he knew that he loved Ah Zhiruo's life
How could ten years of father-son love, ten years of family affection, fall apart so easily
Gu Yanxi raised her head, her eyes half smiling and half sad, "Uncle Emperor, what am I to you? Don't you say that you treat me better than your own son? Don't you say that I have many privileges here with you? Why can't you let Ah Zhi go? You know she is my life! Do you want my life? Give it to you, I'll give it to you."
A dagger appeared in Gu Yanxi's hand at some point. It was dark red in color and extremely sharp.
"Yan Xi!"
The emperor ran over at an impossible speed, but was still too slow. He could only watch Yan Xi calmly and leisurely insert the dagger into his chest inch by inch.