Feng Wanwan transmigrated into a book.
She transmigrated into a fetus.
Before even being born, she discovered she was about to be poisoned to death by a bowl of poisoned chicken soup.
He didn't want to die either, even though he knew that even if he survived, the rest of his life would not be easy, but he still didn't want to die.
Who would be willing to die like this? A good death is worse than a miserable life. Even if he was talking nonsense and heresy, he had to survive.
After hearing these words, everyone's anger levels rose rapidly.
Feng Wanwan was a hot-tempered girl, and upon hearing that, she started screaming in anger again.
[Bullshit, you two are actually blood relatives. You're really good at talking nonsense. You even led your troops to rebel, and you still dare to ask my father to spare your life under the banner of the late emperor?]
[I've never seen such a shameless person in my past life, present life, or even in the books I've read. He's really a jerk. He's really opened my eyes.]
[Dad, let's kill this bastard son of a bitch right now!]
Just when everyone was extremely angry, a clear voice suddenly rang out in the hall.
"Feng Yinli, you are so shameless! Even after it has come to this, you still dare to ask the emperor not to kill you?
The late emperor did say that he didn't want brothers to kill each other, but look at what you have done. Do you have the nerve to ask the emperor to spare your life?
Did the late emperor ask you to lead an army to rebel and seize your brother's throne? Did the late emperor ask you to seduce your brother's concubines?
You've done so many disgusting things, how dare you ask the Emperor for something!"
The voice was a little drunken, but the content of the words was like another thunderclap, exploding in the hall.
The person who said this was none other than Zhen Qia, who had been drinking just now.