"Don't worry, Jing Xing was taught by Bengong himself, and he will never lose to Dongfang Li." The queen raised her chin slightly, her eyes and brows were full of arrogance.
"That's good." The city gate is an important place in the capital, and there is no room for any mistakes, and the imperial palace is the most important thing in Xiliang, and it must not be damaged in the slightest...
The woman in purple thought for a moment, then looked up at the queen: "Your Majesty, get on the throne as soon as possible!"
The queen's eyes froze: "Why do you say that?" She hasn't completely subdued all the civil and military officials in Xiliang, and it's not yet time to formally ascend the throne...
The purple-clothed woman's eyes were sharp: "Dongfangli led the army to attack the imperial city under the banner of the Qing emperor, and the demon queen, and there were many people in and out of the city to support it, because the most honorable person in Xiliang country is the emperor, and his life has been threatened." Threats, the people will turn to him, even if the person who plots against him is the queen, it will be tolerated by the world... "
"If your empress becomes the emperor, she will be the most honorable person in Xiliang Kingdom. No one will dare to disobey you again. If anyone dares to lead troops in such a big way again, it will be treason."
The queen's eyes sank, and she didn't speak: In the current court, a quarter of the officials are not under her command. If she forcibly ascends the throne, there will definitely be a lot of trouble...
"The old people in Xiliang are very stubborn. They will not recognize the queen. Even if the empress tries her best to win them over, they may not necessarily submit to the empress. It is better for the empress to ascend the throne directly and become the ninety-five kings above ten thousand people. Kill the power, forgive them for not daring to say anything..." The purple-clothed woman paused every word, with a dark light flashing in her eyes.
"Slay first and play later, that's not bad." The queen's eyes were cold: leading troops to attack the city, it's enough to go through Dongfangli this time, and she doesn't want to go through it again. Sooner or later, the throne of Xiliang will be hers. There have been a lot of changes in enthronement, so she should have enthroned early...
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor was sitting on the bed in a white undergarment, covered with a brocade quilt, leaning against a large pillow, with his hand on his mouth, coughing violently, his face pale and bloodless.
The little servants standing in the corner looked at each other with their eyes and nose, and pretended not to hear.
The slightly closed palace door was suddenly pushed open, and the empress, dressed in a solemn court dress and wearing a nine-tailed phoenix hairpin, walked in, her lips were slightly pursed, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, noble and haughty.
The emperor gave her a cold look: "What are you doing here?"
"Come and ask the emperor to write a few words." The queen said flatly, and put a bright yellow scroll in front of the emperor.
Looking at the five distinctive characters of "Abdication to the Worthy Book" written on it, the emperor's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, he brushed the scroll aside fiercely, and shouted angrily through the clouds, resounding through the sky: "I will not sign. "
The queen disagreed: "It doesn't matter if the emperor doesn't sign it, I can sign on behalf of the emperor!"
The queen leaned over to pick up the scroll, took the Langhao pen next to it, wrote the emperor's name in two or three strokes, and threw the scroll in front of the emperor with a wave of her hand: "Please seal the emperor's seal!"
The signature on the scroll was imitated so vividly that it could be mistaken for the real one. The emperor looked at it and trembled with anger, "I will never build a jade seal, and I will never hand Xiliang into your hands..."
"Really?" The queen smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and grabbed the emperor's hair, and pressed it into the basin next to it mercilessly.
The emperor struggled vigorously, waving his hands indiscriminately to grab the queen, the cold water splashed everywhere, soaking the emperor's quilt, clothes, and the queen's skirt were also soaked in a large area...
The queen ignored it and pressed the emperor's head firmly...
The air in the emperor's lungs is getting less and less, and the movements of struggling are getting smaller and smaller...
The empress raised her brows, grabbed the emperor's hair, lifted him out of the water, and looked at him condescendingly: "Your Majesty, how do you feel?"
The emperor's hair and cheeks were all covered with water, strands flowing down his skin, looking very embarrassed.
He coughed violently, looked at the queen coldly, his eyes shot coldly: "Even if you kill me, I will not hand over Xiliang to you!"
The queen's face was gloomy and terrifying in an instant, and she viciously pressed the emperor's head into the water basin: "Stubborn bastard, she gave him a chance to live with good intentions, but he didn't appreciate it. He really didn't know what to do..."
The emperor struggled violently, the water splashed everywhere, but he couldn't break free from the queen's restraint, his head felt dizzy, and the scenery in front of him gradually blurred...
"Oh, don't you say that a husband and wife can be kind for a hundred days? Why did I see someone who murdered her husband? Seeing her vicious methods, she has no kindness with her husband, but a bloody enmity." The joking voice came out of nowhere in the ear.
The queen's hand suddenly loosened, and the emperor took the opportunity to break free from her grip, and fell limply on the bed, his hair was wet, soaking half of the pillow, his face was covered with water droplets, and he was half-opened. Eyes, shortness of breath...
The queen ignored him, and looked up to the direction of the sound, and saw a man in red, lying on the beam, looking at her with a half-smile, wearing a ghost mask to cover his face. His true face...
"Could it be that this is their special way of affection?" Qing Ling's voice suddenly sounded, and it was Murong Xue who was sitting not far from the man who spoke.
Chu Yan snorted disdainfully: "Whose family's love is life-threatening?"
"Maybe they are playing cruelty?" Murong Xue speculated seriously.
The corner of Chu Yan's mouth twitched: "So heavy?"
"Aristocrats, they wear silk and satin every day, eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and do routine things. It's boring and boring. Naturally, they have to use some extraordinary means to find excitement and novelty..." Murong Xue explained with a smile.
Chu Yan nodded understandingly: "That's true, but her husband is seriously ill. Will playing like this kill him?"
"It's possible." Murong Xue nodded heavily.
Chu Yan exclaimed: "If you played with your husband to death, wouldn't she be charged with a big crime..."
"Looking at her appearance, she doesn't care whether her husband is alive or dead..." Murong Xue said leisurely.
Chu Yan was heartbroken: "The two of them have known each other since they were young, and they have been friends for more than ten years. There is friendship without love, and friendship without friendship. If there is no friendship, then there is still affection. How could they be so ruthless? Put your husband to death..."
The queen's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, her sharp eyes were like sharp arrows, she shot at Chu Yan coldly, Murong Xue: "You two, have you talked enough?"
Murong Xue looked at the queen with a smile: "It's almost the same, I don't know what advice does the empress have?"
"How did you get in?" The queen paused every word, her eyes sharp: She arranged dozens of maids, eunuchs, and guards outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but they didn't even notice that these two people had entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation...