It’s over!

The two "Zhao Ritian" no longer had the composure they had just now.

In an instant, the ghost was so frightened that even his back was soaked.

Didn’t the store say that the weekly newspaper is published every ten days? It’s only been five days, why are they publishing a new weekly newspaper?

This shop owner is such a jerk, so inhuman!

The two of them cursed all eighteen generations of Du Gong's ancestors in their hearts.

At the same time, I was secretly praying in my heart that they wouldn't be asked to write the article...

However!

Kong Lingda straightened his back immediately and said calmly, "Your Majesty, I have a way to distinguish the true from the false!"

It’s over!

What you fear will come to you!

The legs of the two "Zhao Ritian" were shaking so much that they almost fell to the ground.

"I know the left prime minister's plan."

"There's no rush for this."

Yan Jiaoran said with a smile, "Let's first listen to what Zhao Daru has written."

"Yanran, read it out loud so everyone can listen to it."

Upon hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put in their utmost concentration, preparing to memorize the article.

Life or death depends on this one move.

Murong Yanran took the newspaper from the palace maid and read it while reading: "Commoner Zhao Ri's Book of Heaven..."

Just after she finished reading the beginning, her voice stopped abruptly.

Everyone in the hall was just beginning to feel some emotion and excitement.

Murong Yanran suddenly stopped, which made them feel uncomfortable all over.

What's going on?

Yan Jiaoran asked in confusion: "Yanran, why don't you read it anymore?"

However, Murong Yanran just lowered her head and said nothing.

Yan Jiaoran was getting anxious and urged, "What's wrong, Yanran? Read it, what's wrong with that? Even if you offended the Holy Emperor, I will forgive you."

Murong Yanran on the side remained silent and hesitant.

This article is really shocking.

Even though her talent was enough to weigh down the world, she was still shocked by Qin Yuan's writing after reading the entire article in one breath.

Over the years, she has seen too many memorials of advice and remonstration.

But she had never seen anyone like Qin Yuan who "spoke frankly about the most important thing in the world" and fought to the death.

The whole article contains no nonsense or beating around the bush.

The opening is straightforward.

It all depends on his integrity and passion.

Using one's body as a pen and blood as ink, one can express one's heartfelt words!

Every word is sonorous and powerful, and every sentence can withstand any questioning and scrutiny.

It can be said that he truly disregarded his own life and death for the country and the people.

If she didn't know Qin Yuan very well, Murong Yanran would almost think that her man had an upright, patriotic, honest and upright soul.

She knows it very well.

This article is about to chop the empress into pieces...

This evil man is so cruel!

Yan Jiaoran caught a glimpse of Murong Yanran's extremely solemn expression and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

What's going on?

Is there something wrong with this article of Dog Man?

No way, no way!

No matter how her mind denied it, the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Yan Jiaoran immediately said, "I'm tired, you guys can leave first."

After driving away the crowd.

Yan Jiaoran then asked angrily, "Yanran, what's written in this newspaper?"

Murong Yanran said softly, "Your Majesty, why don't you just look at it yourself?"

Yan Jiaoran: “…”

Just watch it yourself!

At the same time, Murong Yanran called over a palace maid and ordered, "Quick, go to the Imperial Hospital and invite all the imperial doctors. Don't leave any one behind!"

…

…

The other end.

The two "Zhao Ritian" breathed a sigh of relief and escaped the disaster.

Kong Lingda and Yang Yingguang also parted ways on bad terms and went their separate ways.

After they walked away, they both asked the people around them in tacit understanding: "Mr. Zhao, what exactly is written in the newspaper?"

They saw Murong Yanran's expression clearly, and their curiosity was suddenly piqued.

It was like there was a little kitten scratching at their hearts, and they couldn't stop scratching.

So, as soon as he left the palace, he couldn't wait to ask.

“Ah… this…”

Zhao Ritian hesitated.

At this moment, Kong Lingda also understood.

hehe.

Did you deceive me?

What a courage!

It's all because of you, you villain, that I've become a laughing stock and my good reputation has almost been ruined!

He gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you tell the truth?"

Zhao Ritian fell to his knees with a thud, "Prime Minister, I know I was wrong, please spare my life!"

"Mercy... life?"

Kong Lingda's aura was out of control.

The murderous intent flew with the silver hair, so fierce and powerful that it scared Zhao Ritian to death.

"Fan Tong, it's up to you." Kong Lingda was extremely cold, as if he was looking at an ant.

"Yes, Left Prime Minister, I understand." Fan Tong said angrily.

…

Imperial Palace.

Yan Jiaoran picked up the newspaper, opened it and took a look.

The hall suddenly became dead silent, as if a ghost had descended.

The air in the entire hall was frozen, and Murong Yanran didn't even dare to breathe.

This is the feeling of depression before a storm.

Only seeing——

Yan Jiaoran's entire body dimmed, as if every ray of sunlight that shone into the main hall was bounced off this corner and could no longer shine into its scarred shadow.

It’s over, quickly call the imperial physician and give him some quick-acting heart pills!

Murong Yanran was about to go out to call for help.

Yan Jiaoran pursed her cracked lips, her voice thin and weak, mixed with breath, as if something had been taken out from inside, leaking out the remaining decay and fatigue, and asked:

"Yanran, am I really that bad?"

"Wouldn't it be better to let someone else come?"

The loose hair on her forehead obscured the outlines of her facial features. This was the first time that Murong Yanran could not see the empress's face clearly.

Every word touched her heart.

"When a ruler's ways are not right, and a minister's duties are not clear, this is the greatest problem in the world."

"If I don't say anything about this, what else can I say?"

"Everyone in the world knows this, but no one speaks of it. I am risking my life to speak of it!"

“…”

Her heart was broken.

It was as if the previous eighteen years of his life had been a complete joke.

"Your Majesty..." Murong Yanran hesitated to speak, not knowing how to persuade him.

Yan Jiaoran bit her lip and said lightly, "Bring Qin Yuan to me."

"I want to ask him in person."