"You..." The emperor looked at Ye Yichen, speechless in shock...
Ignoring his shock, Ye Yichen put the edict back in front of the emperor, and said in a low voice: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and ask the emperor to sign on it and cover it with the jade seal."
The four characters of the edict on the Zen position on the edict deeply hurt the emperor's eyes. The emperor's anger that had dissipated just now rose again, and he shouted angrily, "I won't sign it!"
"It's okay, I will sign for you!" Ye Yichen was not in a hurry or annoyed, he took the Langhao pen handed over by the guard, and wrote the emperor's name on the Zen imperial edict. With angry eyes, Yoyo looked at him and asked, "Where's Yuxi?"
"No." The emperor turned his head to the side angrily, as if refusing to cooperate.
Ye Yichen remained calm, looked at him and said word by word: "If you don't take out the jade seal, this king will not be polite."
"Really!" The emperor turned his head and squinted at Ye Yichen: "What are you going to do with impoliteness?" There was unabashed sarcasm in his cold tone.
Ye Yichen didn't care, and said leisurely: "Simple!" With a wave of his hand, the long sword in the hand of a guard flew out, and it was firmly nailed into the desk in front of the emperor. The exposed sharp blade went back and forth. Shaking, cold light shining, shocking.
The emperor suddenly narrowed his eyes: "You...you want to kill me!"
"No!" Ye Yichen shook his head, his voice was cold: "This king will not kill you, but only cut off your finger."
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If you cut off his finger, you might as well kill him!
He is the majestic Emperor Qingyan, who has become a handicapped man with severed fingers, and life is really worse than death.
Ye Yichen expected that he would not dare to take the risk of becoming a disabled person, so he used this method to force him to take out the jade seal!
The emperor looked at Ye Yichen viciously, only to see Ye Yichen's expression was indifferent: "Whatever you think, this king only wants the jade seal!"
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The emperor's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the expression in his sharp eyes changed. After carefully weighing the pros and cons, he made up his mind and said word by word: "I don't have a jade seal."
"Then don't blame me for being rude." Ye Yichen's complexion suddenly darkened, and the long sword nailed to the desk flew up, viciously slashing at the emperor's finger...
Seeing that it was about to be chopped off by the emperor's finger, a long sword swung over in a blink of an eye, and hit the finger-cutting long sword fiercely, sending the long sword flying...
Two figures appeared in the imperial study room, and with a bang bang bang, they sent all the imperial guards guarding the emperor flying, protecting the emperor behind him...
It was a man and a woman who came, Ye Yichen's expression was gloomy from the familiar faces, he gritted his teeth word by word, "Murong Xue, Mu Liufeng, you two really linger."
"Are you really regretting that you didn't kill us when you met us before?" Mu Liufeng looked at Ye Yichen jokingly: "Unfortunately, it's too late to regret..."
Ye Yichen didn't speak, but looked at Murong Xue, Murong Xue's gaze was as cold as ice for a thousand years.
Mu Liufeng was very uncomfortable with this gaze, frowned and said, "Ye Yichen, you majestic Lord Qingyan, why do you want to usurp the throne?" I have met many people, but I never expected that that person was Ye Yichen.
Ye Yichen is already a prince, and Qing Yan is absolutely superior to not to mention one person, but above tens of thousands of people. Why does he want to usurp the throne...