Besides, how lonely Batuer is when he walks alone in the underworld. As his wife, Alimire should accompany him.
Even the Huo family army and Huo Jingchen! Sooner or later, they will go to bury Batuer with him one day!
The old lady looked straight at the snowy earth, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.
The bright morning light took great effort and finally squeezed away the white clouds. After many days, it hung high again in the sky, shining on the earth, bringing a hint of warmth to the cold winter.
"Sir, congratulations, you are now the third generation of Prime Minister of Beidi. You have supported the entire three generations of emperors. You are really the loyal minister of Beidi!" A nobleman in a gorgeous costume congratulated the old prime minister.
The old prime minister touched his beard proudly, waved his hand modestly, and smiled and said, "Where is, this is the grace of the king. The true appearance is just a command to do things."
"The Prime Minister is so humble. You are obviously talented and highly valued by the king!" The nobleman on the side said with a respectful smile.
"The Prime Minister is a senior of the three dynasties. In the future, the Northern Di will rely on the Prime Minister!"
"Yes, it's really a blessing for Beidi to have the Prime Minister!"
"Give up your mother a big fortune! I think this is the disaster of Beidi!" A roar sounded, awakening the nobles who were immersed in the words of the old prime minister.
Everyone looked curiously and saw a tall, mighty and vigorous old man walking in, followed by a group of soldiers with swords.
"Alimu! You dare to speak loudly and insult the Prime Minister! Are you trying to rebel?" The original nobleman in Chinese dress shook his sleeves, stared at Alimu and roared.
Upon hearing this, Alimu snorted coldly and mocked: "What kind of guy he is? He is just a small lackey. He dares to use the word rebellion. It seems that he really wants to usurp the throne!"
"Alimu, don't be aggressive with the power of the old empress dowager. Today is the king's ceremony of ascension. How dare you lead people to trespass the royal court without the permission of the king, disobey the king, and be sentenced to punishment!"
The old prime minister stared at Alimu angrily.
"Alimu is here today to congratulate the king on ascending the throne. He was ordered by the king and Ai family to enter the royal court. How could he say he was disobedient?"
Everyone looked up and saw the old empress dowager walking in with the little prince, following the queen behind her.
Hearing this, the old prime minister looked at the queen who was drooping his eyes meaningfully, his eyes flashed, and he saluted several people and said respectfully: "So that's the case. I'm too worried. Please forgive me."
"The Ai family can't forgive you for your sins!"
"Come!"
Before the little prince could speak, the old empress dowager suddenly attacked, staring at the old prime minister with a calm expression.
With a clamor, the palace was suddenly surrounded by a large group of soldiers.
"What does the Empress Dowager mean?" the old prime minister pretended to be puzzled.
The old empress dowager sneered and said angrily: "You traitor! You have repeatedly slandered and harmed my son! Now I want to use the emperor to order the princes to treat the grandson of the Ai family as a puppet, so that you can be your regent!"
"Fortunately, the Ai family learned about it in advance and specially sent Alimu to the royal court to wipe out you, a traitor!"
Upon hearing this, the old prime minister burst into laughter and looked at the old empress dowagers and others with a sarcastic look.
When the queen saw his abnormal appearance, she skipped a beat and suddenly felt an unknown premonition in her heart.
Sure enough, Alimu actually stood behind the old prime minister and waved to the soldiers outside.
The weapons in the hands of the soldiers outside the palace instantly turned in a direction, pointing straight to the old lady and others, and even captured the old lady and the queen's entourage.
"Alimu! You! You actually!" The old lady looked at Alimu in disbelief, suddenly coughed violently, and the red blood immediately flowed down from the corner of her mouth, dyeing herbs red.
"Sister, you can't blame me. Who made the Prime Minister a high and powerful person now? Brother is just to protect himself. Sister, you have always loved your brother, so forgive me this time, right?" Alimu said shamelessly, not caring about being treated at all.
He was so angry that the old lady vomited blood.
When the old lady heard this, she pointed at Alimu for a long time, and suddenly fainted on the ground with a bang.
Seeing her embarrassed appearance, the old prime minister frowned in disgust and gave a wink at the entourage beside him.
The follower understood what he meant and immediately walked forward and dragged the old lady away like a dead body. Only a red blood mark was left on the ground.
The queen and the little prince were frightened, hugging each other and trembling, and their teeth kept shaking.
"Alimire, you are still not obedient enough. It seems that you are really overestimating you as a father." The old prime minister sighed with a pity and looked at Alimire who was scared to death.
"Father, my daughter is wrong. Please spare your daughter. My daughter will listen to you in the future." Alimire wailed, and tears as big as beans fell from time to time.
Hearing this, the old prime minister grinned, shook his head ruthlessly, stared at her coldly, and said indifferently: "Since you went to find the old empress dowager that night, you are already a useless person, and you are not qualified to negotiate with me.
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After saying that, the old prime minister waved his hand.
The followers on the side ignored Alimire's struggle, ignored the little prince's loud crying, and dragged her away without any mercy.
Seeing that the excess people were gone, the old prime minister then smiled and bent down to the little prince and said, "Master, you should ascend the throne."
The little prince was so scared that he was panicked, but he did not dare to refuse. He obediently held the old prime minister's hand and sat on the throne.
The old prime minister actually sat under his chair, accepting the congratulations from his ministers below with a smile.
"General, now the old empress and queen have been killed by the old prime minister, so the nobles finally surrendered to the old prime minister due to coercion or voluntary action. What should we do?" In the small alley, a ragged man whispered in a low voice.
Asked.
Upon hearing this, Aili was silent for a long time and punched the wall with all his strength.
With a bang, a small piece of it suddenly sank on the wall, and Aili's palm kept bleeding, staining the ground with bright red blood.
"You...what do you plan to do in the future?" After hesitating for a moment, the man spoke.
Aili suddenly restrained his expression and said to the decadent prisoner on the side: "You are all personal soldiers of the king. Now that the little prince is in trouble, how can we just leave like this!"
"Don't forget, who saved us from the slave owner? If there were no king, we would not have been the dead!"
After a long time, a sob sounded.
"But, what else can we do now? Even the old empress and the queen are dead, and the royal court is completely controlled by the old prime minister!" A man cried bitterly.