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In order to plan Dongwan, Nalan’s night has been patient for quite a long time.

He bears the reputation of treason and is reviled by the people of Xichu. These are not unbearable. The most angry thing for Nalan is to let his wife and children get into trouble and almost die!

There are also members of countless nightclubs who have been killed, and those who have cultivated them by hand...

Now, finally, you can start the war.

Nalan took the pee to wipe the corner of her mouth and smiled and looked at Luo Qingying's mother and son. This time, he would never allow him to stay.

Luo Qingying, who is buried in the head, hangs his eyelashes. Dongwan is a place where she really likes it.

Let's fight.

......

Three days later, the well-prepared Xichu army, under the command of Nalan Night, attacked the thirteen cities bordering the border between the two countries one night.

Dongwan is up and down the country, and there is chaos. Dong Wandi was wounded in the DPRK, and the generals from the left and right sides sent troops to fight against the army of Xichu.

However, the people of Dongwan had already scared the soul in the previous plague. The civilian population does not support the government's conscription and levy, refuses to hand over food, refuses to serve, and only wants to save itself.

No soldiers have no food, how can you deal with the West Chu army that is as fierce as a tiger? Officials from all over the country suddenly had a headache.

Officials can only command officers and men who are already there to go to the battlefield.

After the plague, the people of Dongwan were disappointed with Dongwandi. Even if they admire the imperial elders of the Prince, the Dongwan people discovered the recurrence of the plague after the failure of the spirit of the millennium ice silkworm, and instantly lost Xiaoyu. confidence.

The officers and men on the battlefield are all looking at the three or two silver medals. They are not really fighting for their own emperors and their own country, so the efficiency of Dong Wanbing can be imagined.

The festival retreated and the city fell.

Nalan’s night as a soldier’s hand, facing Dongwan’s vulnerable enemy, it’s hard not to save too much. It's easy and easy to get into the world.

The face of Dong Wandi in the Dongwan Palace is getting darker and darker. The wound on his belly has not been able to get it all right, and he will be forced to play the dragon chair to host the event.

Prince Xiaoyu Yu... He was confined by Dong Wandi, and in order to resist the attacking Xichu army, he couldn’t think of a way to deal with him. Dong Wandi simply shut the person and saw that it was a net thing.

Manchu and Wenwu did not dare to disobey the words of Dongwandi. Only the way of Nono could not think of a way. Dongwandi did not have half of the people at hand. Every day he woke up, he had to pick up three or five urgently. Report and see which cities have been lost.

Dong Wandi’s face is frozen and his eyes are getting red and red. The blue veins on his hands are going to be smashed from time to time. The wounds in the abdomen are healed and split, and there is no chance of recovery.

In the face of such a tyrannical emperor, officials and ministers are even more afraid to speak, and the entire Dongwan Temple is dead.

The silence of death hangs over the powers of Dongwan, as if they were graves, only one thing is greeted, and that is death.

Dong Wan is waiting for his demise.

Yes, Dong Wan’s demise is in Nalan’s night, just a matter of time.

Finally, after a month...

"Report -!" The sentinel sentiment rushed into the court of Dongwan. The **** look was horrible, and the look of the emperor was "the king of Chu and the king of Chu attacked the capital!!!"

Full of dying, Dong Wandi stood up from the dragon chair, and the robes of the abdomen began to seep out a red color. He held the armrest of the dragon chair with one hand and forced the fingers to crack. Mutter.

The court ministers began to panic.

"Your Majesty, it’s better for us to be patient, to say, to say that we are descending from the West..."

One opened his mouth, and then he said it, so the court officials of Dongwan began to persuade Dongwan Emperor to surrender.

"Your Majesty, Chen is seconding!"

"Your Majesty, the minister thought that it is not shameful to call the minister. If it is really the country, then that..."

"Xi Chu has now attacked the capital, and he is still planning to do so, and he can still have a three-point face!"

Dong Wandi suddenly felt that the ground under his feet was a little soft, and the beam on the top of his head began to rotate. What happened? Has the ground moved?

When he mixed in, he heard the exhortations of the ministers, "Your Majesty-!"

It seems as if he really worried about him. Dong Wandi’s heart sneered, isn’t he afraid that he will die without going to the West Chu?

This emperor himself is really a shackle... This is the only idea when Dong Wandi mixed his past.

The country lost its hand, the enemy was near, and the emperor passed out. The ministers scratched their heads and were anxious like the ants on the hot pot. The final decision turned out to be - wake up Dong Wandi.

Dong Wandi was stunned by a basin of cold water, and it was very pitiful. The sorrowful fear of his little **** can not die in an instant, but Dong Wandi knows that this is only the attention of his group of good ministers.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! The slaves lost their hands for a moment..." The voice of the little **** slammed.

"...Retire it. Everyone is going out." Dong Wandi’s voice was hoarse, and he let go of the small **** who shook the sieve and slowly sat up.

Really wolf.

The wound on the abdomen is still bleeding, and the head of the noble king of the country is the dripping water droplets. The East Wan emperor trembles in front of the bronze mirror and laughs out loud.

"Ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha -" Weiyang Palace resounded an emperor's sad and sad cry, and laughter was full of despair.

All the people in the palace, whether they are ministers or eunuchs, are uneasy and waiting for the East Wan emperor to complete the attack, they can go out to resist the edge of the West Chu army.

After half an hour's clock, Dong Wandi seemed to have finally laughed enough, and Weiyang Palace was quiet. Everyone didn't know what Dongwandi was thinking, but they didn't dare to go in and bother.

No one dared to anger the emperors who were forced to the road, they kept silent.

It was a quarter of an hour. There was no movement in the Weiyang Palace. Although everyone worried about the accident of Dongwan Emperor, the officials did not dare to provoke Dongwan Emperor. In the end, it was Wan Chun, who went forward with a hard scalp and pushed open the East. The door of the temple of Wandi.

Wan Chun is not a bold and reckless person. Such a person can't do his current position. He just suddenly has a bad feeling in his heart.

The door opened.

Obviously, this dormitory was carefully cleaned in the morning, or Wan Chun personally brought people to clean up, but at this time I felt a little cold, and the air was full of dust.

Maybe it's because of a corpse hanging on the beam...

A body? Wan Chun slammed into the ground. He hadn’t been so ruined for years. He even walked out of the Weiyang Palace. His voice seemed to cry like a smile, but the voice was sad, but it was still ringing the Dongwan Palace.

"Oh, your majesty is gone!"

Dong Wandi Xiao Chengze, on the day when the Xichu army attacked Dongwan Jingcheng, was discovered by the **** of the surrounding general manager, and was on the beam of the temple.

How many people will really be sad when a king of a country dies? What's more, in this critical moment facing the country's broken family?

The ministers have set up the Dongwan Emperor... No, it is the body of Dongwan Xiandi, and he sent someone to find Xiao Yuxi, the Prince of the Prince. After all, Dongwan still needs people to inherit the throne.

Even the survival of the country is still a problem...

Donggong was painted as a cage by Dongwan Xiandi. It was imprisoned with the imperial concubine of the Prince who dared to defy the will of the emperor. Xiao Yu has been thinking about it in his own East Palace for more than a month.

Although it was thought, Xiao Yuzhen did not have the heart to come up with a solution for the current Dongwan's predicament. He just indulged in drinking all day, woke up drinking, drunk and slept, and the sky was dark and dull. I don't know what day it is.

When the West Chu army attacked, Dong Wan was in danger. At that time, no one even told Xiao Yu that Dong Wandi had died. In the main name of the Dongwan Palace, Xiao Yuzhen was the last person to know the news of Dongwan Emperor, and it was already three days later.

Wan Chun found Xiao Yuyu, who was drunk and dreamed of death. First, he was smothered by the smell of alcohol on his body. He was busy pulling Xiao Yu’s sleeve and calling him: "His Royal Highness? Your Highness! Your Majesty is falling, you are cheering up, Dong Wanguo needs you to be a successor!"

Xiao Yu’s face was red and dizzy, his eyes were blurred, and he was obviously drunk. He turned a deaf ear to Wan Chun’s words, but just reached for a jug on the table.

"Hey-!" The jug was knocked down to the ground by him, broken into countless pieces, and the splashing porcelain cut through Xiao Yu's arm.

The pain and loud noise seemed to call back Xiao Yu's sensibility. He looked at the **** wound on his arm. After a while, he turned to the opposite person and hesitatedly asked: "...Wan Gonggong?"

"...hey!" Seeing him wake up, Wan Chun was overjoyed, and he was busy, and saddened. "How much wine did you drink under your Highness... Why don't you cherish your body?!"

"No, not much..." Xiao Yu insisted on sitting up straight, but because of lack of strength, he fell back to the ground with one hand, and he took the head of the huge pain after the hangover and asked Wan Chundao, "Wan Gonggong, you How come? Father, he let me go out?"

Wan Chun instantly shed tears, and a big gift lingers on the ground: "The Emperor of the First Emperor died in the Weiyang Palace three days ago, and also asked His Royal Highness to be the prince, to preside over the big event for Dong Wan!"

Xiao Yu祁 frowned and looked at him. It seemed that he could not understand what Wan Chun was saying. After a long while, he opened his eyes and opened his mouth, but he could not say anything.

He shook his head and tried to stand up. Wan Chun quickly supported his trembling body and looked at him with concern.

Father, is the fairy gone?

For this news, Xiao Yuzhen was really unacceptable for a while. Dong Wandi is such a strong person, even if he is seriously injured, he must not kill his will. Then...

what happened?

Xiao Yuxi turned to Wan Chun and eagerly asked him: "What happened in these few days?!"

When he was not conscious, the tears had blurred his eyes, and the voice seemed to be hoarse for three days. Xiao Yuzhen may not be satisfied with this father, but the feelings of the years are not fake, and his tears can't fool himself.

Wan Chun looked at him like this and felt heartache. He cried together: "The West Chu army has already attacked the outside of the capital. His Majesty wants to be unwilling to be humiliated, only to be self-suppressed on the beam..."