"Of course, I will not force Changge. Likewise, I will not force Tianba. Both of them are my sons. I will let them compete fairly. But I hope you can understand that Changge is the best choice. ." Lu Wanjun said seriously.

"I understand." Li Yishuang nodded sadly.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, she knew in her heart that no matter from every aspect, Lu Changge was better than Lu Tianba and more suitable to be the King of Xiliang.

However, she was unwilling to do so.

As a mother, she naturally hopes that her son will be in a high position and stand above thousands of people.

Therefore, she must fight for this throne, not for herself, but for her son's future.

"Yishuang, in fact, this position is not as beautiful as the world imagines. All the power and influence are all illusory things."

"Since taking this position, I no longer live for myself, but for all the people of Xiliang. Outsiders will never understand the pressure and responsibility I bear."

"If I had a choice, I really don't want to be this bullshit King of Xiliang. It's so tiring."

As Lu Wanjun spoke, he started coughing again.

Li Yishuang quickly raised his hand and gently stroked Lu Wanjun's back, comforting him.

Until this moment, she suddenly realized that her prince seemed much older.

The previous domineering and majestic power was long gone, and now, the other party looked like a dying old man.

Looking at Lu Wanjun's half-white hair, Li Yishuang couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Why did Zeng Jin, that heroic and unparalleled man, become like this?

"Yishuang, you are tired too. Go back to your room and rest first. In two days, our family will have a good gathering." Lu Wanjun smiled.

"My lord, you should take good care of yourself." Li Yishuang warned.

"I know, go ahead." Lu Wanjun waved his hand.

"I bid farewell."

Li Yishuang bowed, turned around and went out.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

There was only a "bang" sound, and the roof of the central hall was suddenly broken, followed by a black figure falling from the sky.

It was a black-clothed killer holding a sharp sword.

"My lord, be careful!"

After being slightly startled, Li Yishuang immediately reminded him.

"Lu Wanjun! Your death has come! Come and accept your fate!"

The black-clothed killer roared angrily, raised his sword and stabbed forward.

The sword was so fast that only a ray of light could be seen, making it impossible for anyone to react.

After the light flashed, the black-clothed killer's sword had penetrated Lu Wanjun's chest.

Lu Wanjun froze, standing there in a daze, looking down at the sword that passed through his chest, as if he had not recovered. JrNovels.com