Hearing this, Yan Chou's eyes flashed with hatred, and his eyes were scarlet. He almost didn't give Xie Shizhu a chance to react, and raised his hand to take off the brocade robe on her body. Because the shin robe underneath was difficult to remove, he had no patience, and suddenly
tear apart.
The harsh sound spread throughout the entire hall.
Yan Qiu's usual indifference was completely defeated by her understatement.
"Why do you do this?" Yan Chou ignored Xie Shizhu's painful expression and took possession of her fiercely.
Xie Shizhu closed his eyes, completely like a broken doll.
Yan Qiu suffered ten thousand times more pain than Xie Shizhu. The usual charm was only an endless sting at this moment.
Yan Chou gasped and said, "Answer me."
Xie Shizhu opened his eyelids, his beautiful eyes were only cold, "Because you are the emperor, I have to obey you."
"So when I touched you, you had already tampered with Sandalwood, so that no matter what, I would prevent you from having a child?" Yan Qiu said with all his strength.
Xie Shizhu said without hesitation: "Yes."
Yan Chou was completely disappointed. He got up from her, bent down to pick up the brocade robe on the ground, and quickly put it on his shoulders. With his back to Xie Shizhu, he struggled to say a few words: "Have you never loved me in all these years?"
Even if it's just a little bit tempting.
Yan Qiu humbly murmured these words in his heart.
He didn't ask Xie Shizhu to answer him, as long as she hesitated for a second, it would make him feel better.
The woman's voice sounded behind him, piercing his body and mind like a sharp sword.
"Never."
The system gasped: [Fuck!]
Yan Chou stretched out his hand to hold on to the bedpost, his tall figure a little unsteady, his deep eyes filled with endless pain, and a little water flashed across his eyes.
He slowly closed his eyelids, and when he opened them again, he had become calm and exuded a sinister aura.
Immediately, Yan Chou walked out of the palace without any emotion, and a cold voice came from outside: "From today on, the queen is not allowed to step out of Jin'an Palace without my permission."
As soon as he left, a solemn atmosphere filled the entire Jin'an Hall.
The system was stunned: [Host, the malicious value has dropped to 10.]
Although the malice value has been reduced, the system is not happy and feels a little sorry for Yan Chou: [Why do you treat him like this? Yan Chou loves you so much...]
Xie Shizhu sneered: "Have you forgotten how the original owner died?"
The system originally wanted to defend itself, but gradually became silent.
Yes, Xie Shizhu drank the poisonous wine given by Yan Chou and died in the cold palace.
Xie Shizhu at that time was more desperate and helpless than Yan Chou now.
[You are right, what should we do with the remaining maliciousness? 】
Xie Shizhu turned over and pulled the quilt over himself, "I don't know, I'm going to sleep first."
system:【……】
*
The next day.
No one in the court dared to speak, Yan Chou had a gloomy face, and his narrow eyes were full of coldness.
It seemed as if the peaceful emperor a few days ago was just everyone's fantasy.
Yan Chou smiled and said, "Why don't you speak?"
His voice was low, cold and frightened.
The prime minister looked at each other and the courtiers around him, then boldly walked out of the crowd, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, the princess from the neighboring country is about to arrive in Xihe. The harem has no heirs. It seems to me that you must marry the princess from the neighboring country."
Make a marriage…”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Chou stood up from the dragon chair, walked down slowly, and approached the prime minister step by step.
He stood in front of the Prime Minister, and the coolness that came with him filled the surroundings, but the blabbering Prime Minister was so frightened that he immediately closed his mouth.
In the court, most people were ready to unite with the Queen Mother to overthrow Yan Chou. With backing, some people plucked up the courage to echo: "Your Majesty, what the Prime Minister said is absolutely true. You are about to be weak and you cannot continue to be willful."
Yan Chou raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly with thin lips: "Oh? Really?"
The prime minister straightened up, remembering that his daughter died in Yan Chou's hands, and felt hatred in his heart, so he looked straight at Yan Chou, "Go back to the emperor, yes."
Anyway, he is the queen mother's son, so even if Yan Chou is dissatisfied with him, he doesn't dare to do anything.
Yan Chou looked at him with slightly squinted eyes, his dark eyes showing no fluctuation, and then glanced at Chang Qing on one side.
When no one could react, he pulled out the sword from Chang Qing's waist, and without blinking, he slashed the blade towards the prime minister's head.
With a puff, blood spurted out and splashed on several courtiers around the prime minister.
A head rolled down.
The maids in the court screamed in fright and ran away one after another.
The civil and military courtiers opened their eyes wide, and their faces were all pale.
Yan Chou threw the sword to the ground and wiped the blood on the back of his hand on the dragon robe. His expression was calm, as if he had just trampled an ant to death.
"My dear friends, if you have any other suggestions, please tell me today."
As soon as the words fell, no one dared to respond.
Yan Chou's thin lips curled up slightly, and he looked around. Seeing everyone trembling, interest flashed in his eyes, and his voice was young and slightly deep: "Since there is nothing to report, let's retreat from the court."
But these people didn't dare to leave. They only waited for Yan Chou's figure to disappear first before they dared to take a breath.
As soon as he left, several ministers fell limply and sat on the ground, muttering to themselves: "Madman."
Chang Qing bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, stared at the red blood on the sword, and remained silent.
Yan Xiuran lowered his head and glanced at the Prime Minister's body, then his hands and feet became cold and his whole body froze. He exhaled a long breath, then looked up at Chang Qing who was staying where he was.
Then he walked towards Chang Qing with heavy steps. Yan Xiuran tugged at the corners of his lips: "General Chang, the Queen Mother asked me to take you to Ning'an Palace."
Chang Qing took back his sword and stared at Yan Xiuran quietly. After a moment, he nodded: "Okay."
*
In Ning'an Palace, the Queen Mother heard that Yan Chou had directly chopped off the Prime Minister's head, and was so frightened that she threw the teacup in her hand on the ground.
Her hands were trembling and her eyes were full of anger.
It wasn't until Chang Qing arrived at Ning'an Palace that she adjusted her mood and welcomed Chang Qing.
Chang Qing knelt down and saluted the Queen Mother, who hurriedly supported him and said, "No need to be more polite."
Now Yan Chou is becoming more and more terrifying. If he doesn't stop it quickly and Yan Chou discovers his life experience, he might be the next person to die.
The Queen Mother did not say any polite words this time and spoke directly: "General Chang, the Ai family knows that the emperor just killed the prime minister in the court. According to the Ai family, the regent's child was also brutally killed by him. If this continues
That’s not the way to go.”
Chang Qing looked at the Queen Mother, something strange flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Okay, I will work with the Queen Mother and all the officials to overthrow the emperor."
The Queen Mother opened her eyes excitedly and exchanged glances with Yan Xiuran next to her.
"General Chang, after the regent ascends the throne, it will be a good thing for Xihe."
Chang Qing smiled lightly: "Yes, the emperor's birthday will be in the next few days. At that time, I will lead my guards to arrest the emperor."
Yan Xiuran's fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling.
He endured the humiliation and finally waited for this day.