145. Ascension

There was only one man in this huge house, and Yun Yao could tell that he didn't get enough rest, but just in case, he still hired a doctor.

The old doctor took his pulse carefully and said with a frown, "He hasn't slept for at least half a month."

Yun Yao: This is a ruthless person.

She took medicine for the man according to the old doctor's pharmacy, bought some food, silently placed it in the man's room, turned around and left.

It's so cold, it's better to stay in bed and read a storybook.

The days passed uneventfully, and it snowed for the first time in Kyoto.

Fine snowflakes fall, gathering on the blossoming plum blossoms, creating a quiet beauty.

In the evening, Yu An came back from the Ministry of Industry and brought a hint of coldness to the main room, which quickly dissipated.

He handed a money bag to Yun Yao and said, "This month's salary."

Yun Yao took it with a smile and looked at Yu An with indescribable fondness in his eyes.

Yu An, who does not use crutches, has a straight and tall figure. He seems to have grown taller, and the youthful look on his face has disappeared, replaced by a handsomeness that can melt Yun Yao.

Yun Yao rushed forward and hugged Yu An, rubbing her cheek back and forth on him before letting him wash his hands and change clothes.

At this time of year, winter has already entered Dashao, but South Vietnam is still hot and dry.

Guan Bolan and his party disguised themselves as traders and entered the imperial capital, finding a good house in the city to settle down.

At present, South Vietnam is in chaos, and the old emperor is unconscious. The prince is eager to establish his prestige and attacks Da Shao. Little does he know that South Vietnam has already launched a strong crossbow, and there are rebels watching from all directions.

Guan Bolan took a sip of tea calmly, his eyes were colder than ever before.

A group of flying birds were lining up to pass by in a high place. However, people in the imperial capital were panicking, but no one had the time to appreciate it.

At night, the Emperor of Nanyue lay drowsily on the dragon couch, mumbling words that no one could understand.

He is probably the longest-lived emperor in the history of South Vietnam and even the mainland. His hair has turned gray and fallen off, leaving only a few strands scattered around, completely unable to cover up his numerous age spots.

Everyone in the world thought that the emperor was the most noble being in the world, but little did they know that he was lying on the bed now, and even the eunuchs dared to look down on him.

For example, he wanted to go to the toilet now, but the maid next to him was chatting and laughing, and didn't even look at him.

After a while, the smell of urine came from this huge room.

The two palace maids frowned in disgust and simply went to the cubicle to hide in peace. The night was still long anyway, so they just needed to clean up before their shift tomorrow morning.

In the silent room, a pigeon fluttered its wings. It pierced the window paper and stood nonchalantly on the head of the Nanyue Emperor, its eyes shining bright red.

Then more and more pigeons flew in. They all had red beaks and red eyes, and they surrounded the South Vietnamese Emperor like a murderous god.

The next second, the Nanyue Emperor's eyes were pecked out.

The Emperor of Nanyue whined even louder, which was barely as loud as ordinary people talking. The two maids in the cubicle frowned irritably and simply lay down to sleep.

Early the next morning, the two palace maids pushed each other and went to the Nanyue Emperor's room to collect her urine.

"Ah!" A shrill scream came, and the guards and eunuchs below ran up the stairs to check the situation.

Because South Vietnam has a hot and dry climate all year round, in order to keep it cooler, the nobles' bedrooms were built at high altitudes with heavy work. When the weather is good, some cool breezes can be blown.

They hurried to the Nanyue Emperor's bedroom and were so frightened by the scene inside that they vomited on the spot.

I saw that the Nanyue Emperor's quilt and inner clothes were scattered all over the ground like fragments for some reason, and his body was riddled with holes, as if there was a layer of fleshy foam on the skeleton, and no complete skin could be seen.

The whole bed was bloody, especially the Nanyue Emperor's eyes, which were like two abyss of blood holes, which frightened the eunuchs into incontinence.

The guards were barely people who had seen the wind and waves. They had no choice but to go up to check, and they pulled out a blood-stained belt from the side of the Nanyue Emperor.

The dragon pattern on the belt is powerful and domineering, but it is not nine-clawed, but four-clawed.

This belongs to the prince.

Half an hour later, the imperial guards captured the prince and put heavy shackles on his hands and feet.

Guan Puge shouted: "Are you going to rebel?"

The country has been reduced to this, and the Imperial Guards do want to rebel, but they now have ready evidence, so of course they don't have to tell the truth.

Mi Xiu, the leader of the imperial guards, said: "The evidence for His Royal Highness's regicide is conclusive. According to South Vietnamese law, he will be executed in public at noon tomorrow."

Guan Puge said angrily: "The evidence of fart is conclusive. Here comes the leader of the Imperial Guard who is leading the rebellion. Catch him quickly!"

He roared until his face turned red and his neck was thick, but no one paid him any attention. Soon, the guards threw Guan Puge into the dungeon without mercy.

Guan Puge didn't know what happened, but overnight he changed from a high-ranking prince to a prisoner.

He kept roaring and shouting, shaking the iron fence with both hands, endlessly.

At night, the stars are shining brightly and there are no clouds in the sky.

Guan Bolan came in with an oil lamp as if there was no one around, and stood still in front of the embarrassed Guan Puge.

Guan Puge thought at first that someone was coming to save him, but after seeing the face of the person clearly, he immediately opened his eyes with anger.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's you! It was you who killed my father!"

Guan Bolan said with a smile: "It's not good for the emperor to frame the blame like this. I am also helpless. I didn't want to come back, but I was just wandering around in front of the palace, and the ministers begged me to come back and become the emperor."

"Shut up! You bastard!" Guan Puge stretched out his arm, his eyes were so fierce, as if he wanted to scratch Guan Bolan's face.

Guan Bolan quickly dodged away, immediately lowered the raised corners of his mouth, grabbed Guan Puge's hand, raised his knees, and with a click, Guan Puge's arm was broken.

"Ah!" Guan Puge shouted at the top of his lungs, his eyes were cracked, and his arm was completely broken, hanging naturally under the influence of gravity.

Guan Bolan said coldly: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Brother Huang. If Brother Huang hadn't killed all the other brothers, it really wouldn't be my turn."

"Bastard." Guan Puge knew that Guan Bolan couldn't get in. He retreated into the cell and panted: "Why did you kill your father? You must have used the magic that your mother taught you. Like mother, like mother."

He has a son."

He let out a strange laugh, as if he wanted to regain some face before dying, and kept poking Guan Bolan's back scales.

Guan Bolan's eyes were cold and frightening. He threw the oil lamp in his hand and hit Guan Puge's face accurately.

Guan Puge howled for a while, the oil lamp fell to the ground, and the flames immediately spread mercilessly.

Guan Puge jumped in fright. In desperation, he took off his pants, peed on the fire, and rolled on the ground, finally extinguishing the fire.

He was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, clutching his broken arm tightly, not looking like a prince at all.

Guan Bolan smelled the smell of urine, so he covered his nose in disgust and strode away.
Chapter completed!