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Chapter 319 Finale (1)(2/2)

"It's very early." After King Xuan said that, he lowered his head and coughed twice.

"How early was it?" Emperor De of Liang asked again.

King Xuan just looked at him indifferently.

Emperor De of Liang asked in a different way: "Eight years ago, when I rewarded your mansion, did you know?"

“…”

"Did you know when I took you to the southeast ten years ago?"

“…”

"Tell me! Do you know? Do you know!"

Emperor De of Liang somehow lost his composure again.

"Don't you want to kill me? Tell me...and then you come and kill me. Come on!"

"If, I mean, if... this lie will never be exposed in my life. Are you still father and son with me?"

King Xuan's tone was cold: "Your Majesty should ask yourself what he said."

"Ask yourself?" Emperor Liang De's eyes were dazed for a moment, "Yes. I'm suspicious. Even if you don't know for the rest of your life... in the end you're just killing me in a daze."

King Xuan pushed away the crowd, held his sword and walked slowly towards Emperor Liang De.

Emperor Liang De's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at the sword in his hand.

He asked, "You want to be the emperor?"

King Xuan responded: "Yes."

"Can you guarantee that you won't become like me?" Emperor Liang De was not sarcastic, he seemed really curious.

He couldn't figure out what the emperor could be, besides being like this, being praised by court officials and the people, and being feared by them... what else could it be like?

"Of course he won't." Xue Qingyin was the one who answered the conversation. "He inherited the courage and fearlessness of the Crown Princess Xian and the kindness and grace of Prince Zhang."

Emperor Liang De showed anger and drew his sword and strode towards King Xuan.

Xuan Jiawei and others' expressions changed. Now His Highness Xuan is not in good condition, so how can he stop this...

Before they could rush forward—

Swords collided.

King Xuan shook his figure, but his hand holding the hilt of the sword was steady and tough.

A "swish" sound.

The tip of the sword pierced into Emperor Liang De's chest.

Emperor De of Liang did not retreat but advanced, and the sword body penetrated deeper.

He grabbed King Xuan's shoulder, and blood oozed from his lips. He sternly said: "Not stop, not stop. When you were young, I also taught you. I taught you to fight and fight. You inherited their bloodlines.

And why didn’t I teach you all the things I taught you?”

"Their bloodline can last forever... yours, no." King Xuan retorted indifferently, then pulled out his long sword and stabbed it in again.

The blood on Emperor Liang De’s lips became even more.

He whispered: "...How much do you hate me?"

"I hated you for too long, I don't remember how many." King Xuan didn't have any expression at all, "When you use Yin Yin as a chess piece to attract the Xu family to take the bait, you hate it a little bit."

He said, drawing his sword again.

Emperor Liang De shook his body, but he still grabbed King Xuan's shoulder tightly and threw King Xuan to the ground with him.

Emperor De of Liang asked: "What is written in the letter?"

He stared at Xue Qingyin: "What is written in the letter? Tell me, tell me."

Xue Qingyin pursed her lips tightly. Look, you still care a lot, and you can't let go if you care so much.

King Xuan broke free from Emperor Liang De’s hand and slowly stood up: “There is a letter written like this. Prince Zhang is grateful to you for defending the city on his behalf. The Crown Princess must take good care of you for him.”

Emperor De of Liang blinked gently.

He responded: "Oh."

So what if he wants to say? Then I won’t regret it either. I can’t regret it either. He has many things to say.

But in the end he was unable to make any more noises.

He fell down and lost his voice.

King Xuan turned around and slowly walked back to Xue Qingyin step by step.

Xue Qingyin held him and said anxiously: "Where is the imperial doctor?"

However, King Xuan suddenly squatted down and touched her skirt. His voice was hoarse and a little dazed: "Yinyin, why is the hem of the skirt wet?"

Xue Qingyin's mind exploded.
Chapter completed!
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