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As soon as Murong Ze arranged the room for Murong Yu, Murong Yu asked Murong Ze with a serious face: "Brother Emperor, now that Emperor Father has passed away, I'm afraid the battle for the position will be very fierce."

Murong Ze smiled faintly, as if he didn't take it seriously and said: "In short, everyone will definitely choose a talented person to take the position, so don't worry about it."

Murong Yu looked at Murong Ze with a frown, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Huang, you seem to have changed."

"Is there? I'm still not the same."

Murong Ze had no intention of being emperor. To him, the position of emperor was just a heavy shackle, which would make him lose his freedom.

Murong Yu sighed and said: "Brother, in my heart, this throne is not yours, who else is qualified? I have already brought enough troops to station outside the city, as long as you say that you want the throne, I'll get it for you right away."

Murong Ze smiled and patted Murong Yu's shoulder, he was very grateful to this half-brother, Murong Yu was probably the only one who could treat him like this in the emperor's house.

It's just that he really has no intention of becoming an emperor, and what he wants most is to be accompanied by a beautiful woman until he grows old. Unfortunately, this seems to have become a luxury.

Looking at Murong Ze's back, Murong Yu twitched the corners of his lips, and a look of determination flashed across his eyes.

Although the emperor has no intention of the throne in his heart, he still believes that only he is the most suitable for the throne, so this time no matter what, he will definitely help Murong Ze win the throne.

In Prince Jin's mansion, as soon as Murong Heng entered the mansion, he saw Su Qingyu standing in the yard waiting for him, and his heart felt warm.

"It's so cold, why are you outside? You've just recovered."

Su Qingyu looked at Murong Heng with a frown, and said worriedly: "I heard that the Eighth Prince led troops into the palace, and I'm afraid that he will use force to hold you to seize the throne."

A smile appeared on the corner of Murong Heng's mouth, and he said with warmth in his heart: "No, although Lao Ba is rather reckless, he is a loyal person, and he will never do such a thing."

Su Qingyu was still a little worried, but only she knew that when she heard that the Eighth Prince led troops into the palace, the first person that popped into her mind was not Murong Heng.

She was very grateful for Murong Heng's care, so when she realized that she was still thinking about Murong Ze, she waited for Murong Heng with guilt.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you mother and son, and won't let you suffer any harm."

Murong Heng gently hugged Su Qingyu's shoulders, Su Qingyu still had some resistance in her heart, but she didn't show it.

"You and Chen'er go to bed first, I still have some things to deal with."

After dinner, Murong Heng finished talking to Su Qingyu, and then went straight to the study.

He had been burying his head in front of the desk to deal with some affairs, and Murong Heng only slowly raised his head when everyone turned off the lights in the dead of night.

The usual gentleness faded away, and he turned the vase on the bookshelf coldly, and a dark staircase appeared in front of him in an instant.

Holding the lamp, Murong Heng walked slowly into the dark room that appeared. After he completely disappeared into the darkness, the bookshelf behind him immediately closed again, as if nothing had happened.

In the silent night, in the darkroom of Prince Jin's Mansion, the men in black knelt on the ground in front of Murong Heng, neat and orderly.

Murong Heng sat in front of him in a cold manner, looking at his subordinates domineeringly like a king.

"Has everything been arranged?" Murong Heng's voice sounded slowly in the silent dark room, revealing a trace of coldness.

If others saw it, they would be shocked. They never thought that King Jin, who had been recovering from illness and was the weakest, had such a gloomy and cold side.

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