"Your Majesty, do you really want to get to this point? I think it's the best choice to end at this time." Hua Fengliu sighed.
It is impossible to forcibly save Han Yu, and now he can only understand it with reason and emotion.
"Royal rules are unbreakable!" The emperor said solemnly.
"what?"
At this moment, there was a sound of exclamation.
The emperor and Hua Fengliu hurriedly turned their attention to the ring, only to see that Ji Tianhao had walked to Han Yu's side, raised his sword and stabbed Han Yu's eyebrows.
With this sword down, Han Yu, who was seriously injured and dying, was still alive
"puff!"
When Ji Tianhao's sword was close to Han Yu's eyebrows, he suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and collapsed, unconscious.
"what?"
Another exclamation.
No one expected that at the last moment, Ji Tianhao also fell.
Hua Zhiyu stared blankly at the ring for a while, and suddenly burst into tears of joy.
Hua Fengliu in the royal stand was overjoyed after a moment's surprise.
Both were injured, and both fainted. This is undoubtedly the best ending.
"Your Majesty, can I go there?" Hua Fengliu said excitedly.
The emperor did not say anything, and without waiting for the emperor to say anything, he flew directly to the ring.
Jiang Zhenbei and others had already rushed to the ring and took Ji Tianhao away.
Hua Fengliu rushed to the ring, hurriedly sealed Han Yu's eight extraordinary meridians, took an elixir for Han Yu to swallow, picked up Han Yu and soared into the sky.
"Brother Hua stay!"
Suddenly, the Prime Minister appeared, blocking Hua Fengliu's way.
"What's the matter with you?" Hua Fengliu asked in a deep voice with a cold face.
"Han Yu is the future concubine, so he should go to the palace to heal his wounds," the prime minister said.
…
The feast of stars is over, but the legend about Han Yu has just begun.
Han Yu counterattacked all the way and won the first place in the feast of stars, which has already created a miracle.
But the battle with Ji Tianhao was even more shocking.
Suddenly, Han Yu became a national idol.
Countless young people take Han Yu as an example; countless young women are secretly promised.
Han Yu became a veritable first genius of the Xuanfeng Kingdom, known as the first genius of the Xuanfeng Kingdom throughout the ages.
Compared with the boiling of the whole world, the atmosphere in the palace is extremely solemn.
The Prince's Mansion in the East Palace was shrouded in a thick haze at this time.
"Ling Danxian, can't even you do anything?" The emperor asked with a haggard look at an old man with white snow fluttering in the air.
This old man is the famous third-level Danxian of the Xuanfeng Kingdom, Ling Danxian.
Ling Danxian put Ji Tianhao's hand in the quilt, stood up and shook his head, saying, "Forgive me for my incompetence, I can only stabilize the prince's cultivation and not retreat."
The emperor's body trembled three times, and he stumbled a few steps under his feet.
Ji Tianhao's immortal root was shattered, and it took him and Ling Danxian seven days to keep the immortal root from disintegrating.
I thought that taking the third-grade elixir that Ling Danxian personally refined would make the immortal root heal slowly, but I didn't expect such a situation.
Immortal roots cannot be healed, and Ji Tianhao's cultivation will no longer be able to advance.
For ordinary people, the cultivation of the seventh-grade true fairyland is already very remarkable.
But for Ji Tianhao, who had high hopes for the emperor, this was a fatal blow.
"Emperor, you want to avenge Hao'er!" The queen, who had been crying beside the bed, suddenly fell to her knees and took the emperor's hand to pray.
The emperor patted the queen's hand, helped the queen up, and then let Ling Danxian send away, then looked at the queen and said, "In the competition conducted according to the royal rules, Hao'er has ended up in this field, and I can only blame him for his inferior skills. !"
The queen threw herself into the emperor's arms and cried bitterly.
In another part of the palace, this is the residence that the emperor had previously arranged for Hua Fengliu and Hua Zhiyu.
The atmosphere here is also very dignified.
Han Yu has been lying in bed for many days, and even after taking the third-grade elixir, he has not woken up yet.
The only thing that comforted Hua Fengliu and Hua Zhiyu was that Han Yu's immortal roots were not hurt.
"Master, you said that the prince's immortal roots are useless, and even Ling Danxian can't do anything?" Hua Zhiyu and Hua Rong paled.
She was not worried about Ji Tianhao, he was worried about the royal family's revenge.
Hua Fengliu nodded, this was something he never thought of.
"Then let's get out of here." Hua Zhiyu said anxiously.
At this time, they were still in the palace, didn't they send Han Yu to the tiger's mouth
Hua Fengliu said: "Don't worry, the emperor hasn't attacked Han Yu yet, so he shouldn't be embarrassed anymore."
Hua Fengliu still had some understanding of the emperor's temperament.
Hua Zhiyu said: "But, the prince is his successor with high hopes, so he can swallow this breath?"
Hua Fengliu said: "If it were an ordinary person, the emperor would naturally not be able to swallow this breath, but Han Yu is a genius!"
Hua Fengliu didn't say much, he believed that Hua Zhiyu understood what he meant.
The two were talking when they were suddenly told that Princess Yuluo was visiting.
Princess Yuluo sent a few royal special healing pills, and told that it was sent by the emperor, and then left without looking at Han Yu.
Holding the medicine bottle sent by Princess Yuluo, Hua Zhiyu's mood instantly relaxed a lot.
A few days later, Han Yu woke up leisurely, and when he woke up, he saw Hua Zhiyu.
"You're awake." Hua Zhiyu was overjoyed.
"Where is this?" Han Yu asked suspiciously.
This place is very luxurious, unlike the style that Hua Zhiyu likes, Han Yu does not think it is Hua Zhiyu's home.
"This is the palace." Hua Zhi said.
Han Yu's face changed dramatically.
Hua Zhiyu hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, my master is here and everything will be fine."
Han Yu nodded, slightly relieved.
For the next few days, Hua Zhiyu was here to take care of Han Yu.
Han Yu began to heal by himself, and Hua Zhiyu was stunned by the speed of his recovery.
Three days later, Han Yu's injuries have recovered seven to eighty-eight.
Even when Hua Fengliu saw him, he praised him for a while.
He can no longer describe Han Yu's pervert in words.
That night, the head of the big family came to tell Han Yu that the emperor had summoned him.
Han Yu went to see the emperor alone with the head of the big family.
The imperial study room is solemn and majestic.
As soon as Han Yu stepped into it, he felt a strong pressure rushing towards his face.
But he is not worried, if the emperor wants to kill him, there is no need to do so.
In the imperial study room, it was so quiet that you could hear the needle falling, and there was no one there.
Han Yu walked to the cabinet, only to see the emperor sitting on the dragon chair.
The emperor looked at the door, obviously waiting for a long time.
Today's emperor is much more haggard than before, but he still does not hide the majesty of his country.
Even though Han Yu knew that the emperor should not kill him, he still felt pressure.
Han Yu walked ten steps away from the emperor and bowed to the emperor.
The emperor didn't say anything, just looked at Han Yu quietly, as if he wanted to see through Han Yu.