Chapter 1130 Women disguised as men: the palm of powerful ministers 131
Chapter 1130: The woman dressed up as a man: The palms of powerful officials (131)
Jiaoyang looked at the scene and silently said "stop", not wanting to pretend to be crazy and stupid, and his eyes turned to the paralyzed face beside him.
The emperor didn't even look at them, and waved his hand in a thunderous manner.
In the blink of an eye, before the killer's appearance was seen, a trace of dark shadows and white light flashed by. The old ministers who had just protested were wiped off their necks, and blood splashed all over the ground. Before they could react, their heads fell to the ground.
A scream came from the field in an instant.
The Emperor is crazy! The Emperor is completely crazy! The Emperor is crazy for a woman, and even wants to kill all of them to be a monster that is neither male nor female! Kill all the ministers who have worked diligently for this country for the rest of their lives, kill all the loyal ministers and pillars of the country!
Jiaoyang looked at the following scene and felt a little regretful: It’s a pity that Sheng Yuzhi was recuperating in the prime minister’s mansion and could not see this scene today, otherwise she would be really curious about what kind of performance and expression would her brother look at this scene.
The emperor supported his chin and looked down, with a dark and unclear expression on his face: "I ask you again, do you want me to take my life back?"
Every time I asked about the face, I would kill a group of people. When asked about the people who were facing upwards, my legs were weak and my words were not smooth.
The face was paralyzed and the face continued to kill again, until the number of court officials standing on the court behind was almost a small number, and they were pitifully few. They knelt down their legs in a few "thump" sounds.
In a trembling voice: "Meet the Emperor, Meet the Empress! Long live the Emperor, long live the Empress, thousands of years!"
His face was just as pale as before, and his face looked a little better. He hired the country. The only queen he recognized in his life was to be respected by his ministers, not to make them question it!
If you dare to be disrespectful, you will be a slight crime!
With a paralyzed face, he held Jiaoyang's hand and took her to the red carpet. The red carpet was covered with blood, and every step seemed to be walking on the dead.
Jiaoyang deliberately refused to cooperate, stood there and refused to leave. He pulled her desperately with a paralyzed face, pulling the person forward and pulling him forward. She struggled desperately, as if she couldn't see his ugly face.
To be honest, you are so pitiful with a paralyzed face, you are so pitiful. This wedding you have been carefully prepared for a long time, and no one wants to continue except for you to persevere. You are just a lonely person, no one stands by your side, and no one wants to continue with you.
But those court officials really deserve to die, no one wants to be your queen. All of this, what you lose, and what you are about to lose, are your own fault.
After the ceremony of the Empress Enthronement, Jiaoyang did not change his palace uniform and moved to Kunning Palace.
She sat in front of the dressing mirror, with her long hair spread out, and took off her finely carved armor from her fingers.
"The Empress, a merchant family in the Jiangnan area, asked for a meeting with the Prince of the Prince who made this set of palace clothes for the Queen, saying that she had to meet the Queen so that she could design the next set of palace clothes."
"Young Master?" Jiaoyang left his head. She couldn't remember who it was, and she just felt it was familiar.
"Call him in."
"yes."
When the person appeared in front of Jiaoyang, Jiaoyang did not remember this person either.
I just felt that his temperament was gentle and comfortable, unlike anyone she had seen and impressed in this world. Moreover, his face was at least five points similar to Sheng Yuzhi, and his temperament was six points.
Could it be that the indescribable sense of familiarity in him is because he is somewhat similar to his brother?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!