Chapter 55 Death on a Snowy Night and an Unexpected Joy

She Long Cixue walked forward and pushed open the doors of the imperial palace from the left and right.

Several people walked in one by one with expressionless faces.

The interior space of this imperial palace is very large. Although it is the bedroom of Emperor Tiandou, its decoration cannot be called luxurious.

The pure white floor is divided by golden lines, and the overall design is extremely simple.

The load-bearing columns on both sides have white round columns as their bases, and about ten feet above them are square structures with uncolored swan reliefs carved on the four corners.

In the empty space in the center, there are portraits of women in different poses. Their faces look somewhat similar to Xue Qinghe's. Perhaps they are the queen of Xue Ye.

Apart from these, there was only a large bed surrounded by a gauze curtain, a few tables and chairs, and some wooden bookshelves, all of which were simple and unpretentious.

The most expensive item may be the set of soul-guiding lamps directly above the hall, which illuminate the entire hall extremely brightly.

Hearing the voice, Xue Ye suddenly opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and saw several figures reflected on the gauze curtain.

Where is Dugu Bo? Why is someone so close to my bed?

As the shadow approached, the silhouette in the center made his heart tighten. It was too familiar! This figure, this demeanor and movements were exactly the same as his perfect eldest son!
Xue Ye couldn't help but take a deep breath. He had never thought of such a situation.

After some mental preparation, he opened his messy beard-covered mouth and whispered, "Qinghe, it's you, right?"

"Yes."

Qian Renxue heard clearly that it was Xue Ye's voice and realized that the situation had been decided. She stood quietly with her hands behind her back facing the gauze curtain.

Hearing the answer, Xue Ye smiled bitterly and asked, "Why? The throne will definitely be yours in the future. It only takes a few more years of experience. Can't you bear with this little time?"

He didn't understand why the child did this. With only one child left, did he have any other choice besides his eldest son?
"I just don't want to wait any longer."

"Xue Xing called Dugu Bo into the imperial city, making it seem like he was trying to seize the throne."

"I dare not bet that Uncle Wang really has no interest in the throne. If you, Father, agree under the pressure of being a Titled Douluo, what should I do when he has been targeting me?"

Xue Ye remained silent. This was a very solid reason, because he was also worried that Xue Xing would do the same.

If it weren't for the trust in his own brother, the other party would not have let Dugu Bo take action. He really didn't dare to let this drug addict to protect him.

"Where's Dugu Bo?"

"It has been dealt with by these elders."

His thick white eyebrows were twisted together. There was no movement at all when the Titled Douluo was solved?

Thinking of this, his breathing became much faster. He stood up and walked forward to pull open the gauze curtain, so that he could see clearly what the people were wearing.

There wasn't even a trace of dirt on these people's clothes, and it was obvious that they had just dealt with Dugu Bo outside without much effort.

But where did Qinghe get such help? No, Qinghe called them
"Elder? You actually cooperated with the Spirit Hall?" Xue Ye was shocked. He really didn't think that this kid would associate with those guys.

"What's so surprising?" Qian Renxue smiled gently, but considering the current situation, her smile was extremely cold.

"Your teacher is the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect! Without the support of the top three sects, how can you check and balance these guys!"

"I will explain to the teacher, so I won't bother you, Father."

After saying that, she moved her palm slightly.

Feng Xuan nodded and walked forward, taking out a roll of parchment specially provided by the royal family from the soul guide.

The other hand formed a tiger claw shape, gathered soul power and twisted it, and the table not far away flew over.

Place it in front of the snowy night and considerately dip the feather pen in ink.

"Please also ask Father to write down his will."

Xue Ye gritted his teeth, did not take any action, and roared: "With such behavior, are you worthy of my royal ancestors!"

"You have set a precedent for usurping the throne. How will you deal with your children in the future?"

Qian Renxue still kept smiling and bent down to knock on the table.

"Father, your last words don't need to be too many. Time is limited, but there are a lot of parchments. I hope you can write a will that satisfies me."

"Qinghe, if you want me to write, fine!" He suddenly remembered that Xuexing had said before that the deaths of his children were all mysterious. Looking at the feather pen on the table, he took a deep breath.

"Tell me, are the deaths of your three brothers related to you?"

The two looked at each other for a moment.

He won't survive the night anyway, so it doesn't matter if he dies with a clear mind.

"The second one is popular. As long as he is alive, I have no chance. Although the third one is not as good, his cultivation talent is too good. I can't compete with him." "What about Xue Beng? First, he is unpopular and has poor talent. He is just a playboy. Why do you still want to kill him!"

"Old Four, I certainly didn't do that. He was such a loser, I didn't think it was necessary to kill him."

After learning the truth, Xue Ye's originally clear eyes instantly became cloudy. She knelt weakly on the couch, wanting to cry but unable to.

The children were killing each other and they were totally unaware of it.

"Xue Ke is still young, don't touch her."

"I like my little sister very much. Don't worry, she will be the only living royal family in the future."

Xue Ye agreed stupidly, not understanding the hidden meaning behind the words.

With shaking hands, he grasped the quill and moved it back and forth on the parchment, unable to even write a complete sentence.

After a short pause, he replaced some parchment.

Only then did he write a perfect will.

Qian Renxue couldn't wait to pick it up and check to make sure there were no holes on it.

After confirming that everything was correct, he waved to Feng Xuan and said with a smile: "Have a safe journey, Father."

Looking at that gentle smile that hadn't changed at all over the years, Xue Ye felt a twitch in his heart.

His disguise was too perfect. Xuexing, you are right. Qinghe is indeed the murderer. I'm sorry, I wronged you.

Then he closed his eyes and whispered, "I hope you will do what you say."

Then quietly wait for death to come.

Feng Xuan walked forward with a smile, and it was finally his turn.

I wonder if the soul of an emperor is different from that of others.

A toothpick-sized black soul flag appeared in his hand. He stretched out his hand towards his face. A black soul ring emerged, driving the soul skill to capture the soul.

Xue Ye's soul power was only level 46, so he couldn't put up any resistance at all, and he even had the intention of dying.

Soon, he weakly lowered his head and fell on the couch.

The golden soul, which still had some residual consciousness, raised its head proudly in front of him, and a strange golden aura around it was actually resisting his will.

But unfortunately, his soul strength was not very high. Any Soul Saint's resentful spirit could hold him down and rub him, and he became motionless after a while.

But the golden aura around him was still extremely strong and did not dissipate with the disappearance of his consciousness.

Looking at this thing, Feng Xuan couldn't help but frown.

What is this thing? Is it some kind of kingly aura or imperial aura? But it doesn't look that strong.

Out of curiosity, he threw him into the Human Emperor Banner.

In an instant, golden light appeared on the Human Emperor's Banner, and all the golden aura around Xue Ye was drawn away by the banner.

Through the feedback from the martial soul, more information about this thing appeared in his mind.

Abstract things similar to the human will can only be possessed with the approval of one side of the human race.

As Tiandou is one of the two major empires of the human race, the emperor naturally has this.

It can enhance mental strength to a certain extent and reduce the impact of charm and illusion soul skills on it.

This power is so highly compatible with the Human Emperor Banner. After absorbing it, all of the Human Emperor Banner's auxiliary soul skills will have an additional 50% effect on humans.

This unexpected surprise is really nice.

Following Qian Renxue's instructions, She Long positioned Xue Ye's body and covered him with the silk quilt again.

"There is a mechanism behind the painting, which is where the emperors of Tiandou of all generations stored their wills."

Lancet put the parchment in a box specially used for storing secret files and replaced the original box inside.

Qian Renxue opened it curiously and read the contents of the original will.

He also passed the throne to himself, but there was also a reward for Xue Xing Xue Beng, which could be said to be a decentralization of power.

She burned it all and sat at the head of the bed, quietly waiting for dawn.

(End of this chapter)