Chapter 1532： Chapter 837 (1/2)
”You ... you son ...”
The emperor glared at Han Lingfu fiercely, holding the right hand of the opponent's wrist even harder, and seemed to want to vent his monstrous hatred, his face twisted like a ghost, ”Come here, let's ...”
Han Lingfu was frightened, covering the emperor's nose and nose with his left hand, and said incoherently: ”Father, you have misunderstood, son-son did not ... son-son did not ...”
He did not want to harm the father!
”Reverse ... 唔 ......”
Where could the emperor listen to this at this time, he was desperately struggling, his bloodshot eyes stared out, full of anger.
Han Lingfu has no doubt, as long as he let go, his father will put him to death!
Han Lingfu was confused.
What should he do? !!
Either you die or I die, he seems to have only one way to go ...
Han Lingfu's eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes were moist ...
The emperor seemed to feel something, struggling more, and Han Lingfu's forces were more powerful. With the help of physical strength, the emperor could not move ...
”Father Emperor ...” Why don't you listen to your sons and daughters explain it!
Han Lingfu looked sadly and helplessly at the emperor, feeling like he was standing on a wooden bridge over the abyss of the ten thousand feet, and the chilling wind came on, and there seemed to be an invisible force behind him stepping forward go……
Behind him are countless evil spirits sticking out a wrist from Huang Quan to drag him down. Only by walking forward can he find a glimmer of vitality.
No one knows about it, he can't get any stains on it, and he wants to be in that supreme position!
Once this incident is exposed, he is the villain who murdered the emperor, he will never have the original glory, and his life will never be possible again!
Do not! Do not! Do not!
Han Lingfu's eyes were getting more and more stubborn, more and more crazy, he did not confess his fate, he would not confess his fate!
No matter how many obstacles Fate has created in front of him, he will not confess his fate!
Han Ling tightened his arms subconsciously, and used more and more force ...
Unconsciously, the emperor's eyes gradually diminished, and the struggle was getting smaller and smaller, leaving only his feet still twitching slightly.
Death was getting closer and closer ...
Is he really going to die here, in the hands of his own son? !!
how come? !!
He is the Son of Heaven. He was ordered by Heaven. How could he be so dead!
The breathless emperor twisted like a fish thrown ashore until the last moment of suffocation ...
Thick darkness came over him ...
The emperor's eyes widened unwillingly, and finally he was motionless like a dead fish.
But Han Lingfu still clung to the emperor's nose and mouth for a long time ...
He seemed to suddenly realize something, and jumped up suddenly, and the emperor originally slid down the palm of his right wrist.
There was a dead silence in the room, and only the candlelight in the octagonal palace lamp was jumping.
Han Ling stared at the emperor on the dragon couch with imperturbation. The emperor's eyes were almost staring to the extreme, his pupils were dark, his face was pale, there was no blood-colored white, a symbol of death ...
Han Lingfu felt a chill in his heart, and could not help but cry: ”Father Emperor ...”
The emperor did not respond and remained motionless.
Han Lingfu's eyes widened and he gasped violently.
”Huh ... huh ...”
After a while, he calmed down a little. He slowly leaned down, then slowly extended his left hand, his hand trembling like a sieve, and placed under the emperor's nose ...
Han Lingfu's complexion was instantly pale, like an emperor on a dragon couch. The father and son glared at each other, one life and one death.
He was sure the emperor was out of breath!
The emperor is gone!
Han Lingfu couldn't believe it, looking at his hands and the small porcelain pot in his right hand.
He personally killed his father!
This is the sin of your uncle and uncle.
”Huh ... huh ...”
Thinking of this, Han Lingfu issued another quick respite, and took a two-step retreat, his eyes fell on the emperor's body again, and his mouth murmured, ”Father, I don't want to ...”
Yes, he didn't want to!
If Father Huang is willing to listen to him, if Father Huang is willing to take a step back, then how could things get to this point ...
He was forced, he was helpless!
Han Lingfu was panicked, and for a moment was at a loss, his chaotic brain couldn't think at all, and his own heartbeat sounded and gasped.
But in a flash, he was sweating all over, and the entire coat of his body was soaked, as if he had been taken out of the water.
There was a voice in his heart saying that he must be calm, he couldn't sit still ... he had to try to cause trouble!
There was a thick haze in his eyes, and it was getting darker and darker. Suddenly he thought of something, and there was a look in his eyes, strange and ruthless.
Then ... you can kill two birds with one stone!
Man is not for himself, and is destroyed by nature.
Some things are doomed to heaven, and no wonder he is.
In the room, the breathing gradually calmed down, footsteps sounded, and then fell into silence, silent, only the candlelight jumping.
A moment later, another sound of footsteps sounded, this time from outside the house, followed by the voice of a little waiter saluting.
The visitor answered, and continued to walk inside.
When the curtain was provoked from the outside, an old woman wearing a black auspicious and dark-skinned mule walked in unhurriedly, a pair of sharp eyes quickly looked around for a week, and then fell on the eyes of the dragon couch On the closed emperor.
The visitor is Yongyang.
Yong Yang frowned slightly, and the emperor was not alone to serve, but in recent years, the emperor's temper has become worse and worse, and his doubts have become heavier ...
”Emperor.” Yong Yang called softly, his pace slowed down, wondering if the emperor was asleep or a tadpole.
The emperor on the dragon couch didn't move a bit and seemed to be asleep.
”The emperor ...” Wing Yang called again, walking closer, the sleeping emperor was less than two feet away from her.
The emperor's eyes were closed tightly and he did not move.
Is the emperor asleep? !!
Yong Yang hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should quit. But there was another voice in my heart that seemed to be wrong ...
After the Crown Prince ceremony, the emperor came to the Princess House and asked her to help protect Dayu Jiangshan, and she agreed ... for Dayu Jiangshan, for the Prince. In these days, to rebuild the military system, she entered the palace at this time every day to discuss with the emperor.
The emperor knew she was coming, how could she fall asleep? !!
I slept so peacefully.
This is not like an emperor!
Yongyang's brows were locked tighter, and she looked at the emperor's peaceful sleeping face, and her heart froze.
The emperor's face was too pale. He was pale and not angry, he looked like a puppet that lost his soul ...