Blood stained the royal steps.
Fu Yue frowned slightly, looked down at the blood stains on the shoes, and taunted her lips.
A bunch of unfaithful people.
Damn.
…
The farce ended quickly, and finally ended with Prime Minister An's disastrous defeat. She was tied behind her back and thrown in the center of the hall like a dead pig. Her face was ashen, but there were still a few traces of luck left in her eyes.
Prime Minister An stared at Fu Yue bitterly, and continued to threaten: "Ji Lan, you can't kill me. I'm Zixuan's mother. If you kill me, he won't forgive you!!"
Fu Yue's eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot.
An Zixuan
Ah.
In fact, she didn't want to flirt with this traitor.
The noble and majestic empress stood up from the throne, walked down with unhurried steps, stepped over the imperial steps, and finally stopped in front of Prime Minister An, looking down at her with a mocking and ironic look.
Fu Yue raised his foot, stepped on Prime Minister An's hand, and crushed it without changing his expression, the sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly.
"It seems that Prime Minister An doesn't seem to know why I suddenly took you under the knife."
Fu Yue lowered her curly and slender eyelashes, and directed to Li Fu who was behind her, "Bring me Mr. An Shi."
Prime Minister An, who was lying on the ground, had an ominous premonition in her heart, but she comforted herself in her heart that she was definitely thinking too much.
It is well known that Ji Lan is sincere towards her family, Zixuan...
Ji Lan didn't dare to kill her.
This is what happened to Mr. Prime Minister who was not well informed.
An Zixuan, who was dressed in a fine attire, came to the Golden Luan Hall. Seeing the mess, he was startled, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.
Did his mother really rebel this time
Taking a deep breath, An Zixuan walked over with his airs on his shoulders, and bowed respectfully to Fu Yue, "Your Majesty, my servant—"
Seeing An Zixuan coming, Prime Minister An's eyes glowed with excitement, "Zixuan, Zixuan, save mother!"
An Zixuan blinked, tears soon appeared in his eyes, he stepped back in disbelief, shook his head and said, "Mother, I didn't expect you to do such an obsessive thing? Excuse Zixuan for being helpless? "
Prime Minister An: "????"
Her old face froze, she didn't know how to react.
The situation was different from what she had imagined.
"Zixuan, what are you talking about? Are you going to watch your mother die?"
Prime Minister An shouted hoarsely at his son.
However, An Zixuan knelt down towards Fu Yue, completely ignoring his mother, "Your Majesty, the sincerity of the servants can be shown. The servants are His Majesty's people, and death is His Majesty's ghost. Naturally, it is impossible to be with him." An Cheng is in the same league!"
Fu Yue smiled dignifiedly and gracefully.
She waved her hand towards An Zixuan, signaling him to get up, then Shi Shiran walked up to Prime Minister An, knelt down condescendingly, and said, "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, you probably don't know, if it wasn't for your Good son, tell me all your plots, I really may not be able to discover your wolfish ambitions, so why not take precautions... "
Prime Minister An's eyes were about to burst.
She never thought that the plan she had planned for so many years would be defeated by her son—
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Out of breath.
In the end, Prime Minister An was forced to die of anger.