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"Brother Huang, from what you said, it seems that you don't want Brother Huang's legs to heal."

Murong Heng gave him a cold look, and everyone looked at him in surprise.

Murong Heng gave everyone the impression that he was very gentle and never participated in any fights, but he didn't expect that after five years, his temper seemed to have changed a lot.

"Imperial brother, it seems that your intention is already very clear." Murong Yan stared at Murong Heng closely, her voice was icy cold.

The emperor's brother pointed at Murong Yan with trembling hands, his hands were already faintly bloodshot due to his violent coughing.

"Father."

"Father!"

The princes knelt down in panic and looked at the emperor anxiously.

"I, I, I have been a soldier all my life, and I only hope that after I leave, you brothers, brothers, can respect each other as guests, and together guard the world of my Murong family!"

The emperor finished speaking tremblingly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his hands softened and he passed out.

The imperial physician immediately stepped forward, diagnosed the emperor's pulse and treated him, and all the emperors withdrew from the palace.

As soon as Murong Yan walked out of the dormitory, she stopped covering up and looked at Murong Heng coldly.

"Imperial brother, this time is really powerful. I'm afraid it was premeditated. I don't know if you have actually secretly set up your own army in Jiangnan in the past five years?"

All the princes looked at Murong Yan and Murong Heng. The emperor was about to die, and the contest between the princes had just begun.

Since Murong Ze walked out, he has kept his gaze tightly locked on a woman, his eyes full of excitement.

Su Qingyu!

She, she is not dead!

Murong Ze and Su Qingyu looked at each other among the crowd, as if at this moment, they were the only two left.

Murong Ze walked towards her tremblingly, a trace of fear flashed in his heart.

In the past five years, he has been able to see Su Qingyu's figure many times, but after walking over and reaching out to touch it, he realized that it was just a momentary illusion of his own.

"Qingyu, is that you?"

Murong Ze finally walked in front of Su Qingyu, it was only a few short steps, but it seemed like he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.

Su Qingyu looked at him expressionlessly, she was still as handsome and unrestrained as he was back then, but with a deeper look on her body.

Chen'er looked at Murong Ze curiously, and asked suspiciously: "Do you know my mother?"

Hearing a childish voice, Murong Ze immediately lowered his head, seeing the little man, his eyes were full of throbbing.

"you……"

Could this be Su Qingyu's child?So it's his...

Murong Ze had a smile that had never appeared in the past five years. His eyes were filled with anticipation. He gently stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Su Qingyu's hand, but was interrupted by an indifferent voice.

"His Royal Highness Luo, please stay away from my princess and children."

Murong Ze trembled all over, Wangfei?child?

He looked at Murong Heng, his eyes were full of anger, he gritted his teeth and said to Murong Heng: "You lied to me that she was dead!"

Murong Heng gave him a cold look, and said with disdain: "If I said she was still alive, I'm afraid my child and princess would have been killed by you long ago, right?"

Murong Heng's words were meant for Murong Ze, and also to remind Su Qingyu of the cruelty of the past, so that she should not soften her heart.

Su Qingyu tightly clenched her fists, bit her lower lip, and suppressed the throbbing that just appeared in her heart.

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