Not to mention the secret persecution by the palace concubines, for the sake of the country, the civil and military officials, the Queen Mother, etc. will all come forward to stop it.

"Yi~ It's all over!" Ling Mulao put the documents away and then held Nangong Yi's cold palm tightly.

Shaking his head slightly, Nangong Yi stared closely with his deep eyes, "Girl, do you believe me?"

"Believe it, always believe it!" Ling Mulao nodded.

Nangong Yi's question was not complete, but Ling Mulao knew that he was asking whether he would kill the woman he loved most after becoming an emperor.

I have always believed that Ling Mulao knew that Nangong Yihui was different from all other men. The country was important, but his love was even more inseparable.

In this night of fighting, the Tianxuan Kingdom changed its dynasty.

Like the breeze in early spring, the news that Nangong Yi became the emperor of Tianxuan Kingdom spread like wildfire, and everyone knew about it in one day.

However, even though Nangong Yi had the edict in hand, he still raised troops to carry out the massacre, which provided a pretext for those who were interested.

Many ministers who were originally from Nangong Qi's side or from other cliques stayed behind closed doors to attend the morning court, spreading rumors overtly and covertly, with the intention of forcing Nangong Yi to step down.

However, this kind of behavior could not stop Nangong Yi. An assassination gradually unfolded in the capital, and the entire Tianxuan Kingdom fell into panic.

The ministers began to panic, and those ministers who had been unwilling to go to court or secretly recruited troops began to appear in the court one by one.

Even though they were dissatisfied, they all chose to compromise under the threat of their lives.

What's more, for many courtiers, this change of dynasty is normal. No matter who is the emperor, they should be the same, so why bring unnecessary disaster to themselves.

On this day, the autumn wind howled.

Having just finished the morning court, Nangong Yi wore a yellow python robe, and his black hair was slightly raised with a jade crown, making him look even more elegant.

"How was it handled?" Looking at the memorial in his hand, Nangong Yi asked without raising his head.

Feng Yan took a step forward, cupped his hands and reported: "Back to the emperor, Minister Hube is stubborn, but after being enlightened by his subordinates, he has given up his previous ideas."

"What about the Minister of Rites?" Nangong Yi asked while picking up his writing brush and reviewing the memorial.

Feng Yan nodded, "It has been solved. Only the Second Prince's side is left. I believe it will calm down soon."

Putting down the brush, Nangong Yi leaned gently on the chair, "What was the reaction from Tianlingguo after receiving the news?"

"Your Majesty is wise, Princess Shuohe died in the massacre a few nights ago, and Prince Ming encountered a heavy rain on his way back home, and his carriage crashed into a cliff and his whereabouts are unknown.

King Tianling is heartbroken, but he is very grateful for the emperor's kindness and has sent the envoy back to revive him."

When Feng Yan heard Nangong Yi's question, he couldn't help but a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes. This was a good plan that killed two birds with one stone.

That night, Feng Yan rebelled. First, he was ordered to expel Shangguan Yifei from the Tianxuan Kingdom. Second, he killed Prince Ming and faked the signs of falling into the cliff.

Because Shangguan Yifei appeared with Prince Ming, the palace also announced that the two teams left at the same time.

This news was passed to Tianling Kingdom. Although nothing was said openly, people had to suspect that Shangguan Yifei had failed to obtain Princess Shuohe and had done something in his anger.
Chapter completed!