"Wu Yunyin, you have nowhere to escape today!"

Zhou Xiang's voice was cold and ruthless, like a whisper from hell, sending a chill down Wu Yunyin's spine.

She involuntarily took a step back, her eyes flashing with flames of fear and anger.

"I will not yield to you!" Wu Yunyin roared, her voice trembling slightly with fear.

Zhou Xiang sneered, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Chen Zhennan? You think he can still save you?"

Wu Yunyin's body trembled slightly, knowing that she had no way out, but she still straightened her back, trying to maintain her last bit of dignity.

"Zhou Xiang, this is rebellion, this is usurpation! You will not have a good end!"

Zhou Xiang's face revealed an even more arrogant smile. He approached Wu Yunyin step by step, the tip of his sword pointing at her throat.

"Your Majesty, you have already lost. Now, it is time to write your letter of surrender."

The atmosphere inside the Imperial Study was extremely tense, filled with the smell of blood and death.

Wu Yunyin was filled with grief and indignation. She knew that her fate was beyond redemption, but she was still unwilling to submit to Zhou Xiang.

Wu Yunyin's grief and despair, and Zhou Xiang's arrogance and pride, form a stark contrast.

Anger and resentment flashed across Wu Yunyin's face. As the Empress of the Wu Kingdom, how could she have ever suffered such humiliation? Even in defeat, she would never allow anyone to trample on her dignity.

"I did lose, but I lost to Chen Zhennan! Not to you, Zhou Xiang!"

An unnamed flame ignited in Zhou Xiang's heart, as if the entire capital city was trembling with it.

He stepped forward, grabbed Wu Yunyin by the neck, his eyes flashing with furious rage: "I am the first person to storm the capital, and the first person to storm the palace! You must write a letter of surrender immediately, or I will show no mercy!"

Wu Yunyin gritted her teeth, her heart burning with anger, her eyes blazing as she stared intently at Zhou Xiang.

"I must see Chen Zhennan! Even if I die, I will not write a letter of surrender!"

Zhou Xiang's face grew increasingly gloomy, his heart churning with anger, as if he wanted to burn the entire palace to ashes.

He led an army of nearly 300,000 and repeatedly made great achievements, but he could not win Wu Yunyin's approval.

He used the tip of his sword to lift Wu Yunyin's chin, his gaze sharp as a knife, and said coldly, "Do you know how much I have sacrificed for this country? And all you want to see is Chen Zhennan!"

Just then, heavy footsteps approached from outside the Imperial Study, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Chen Zhennan finally arrived, his face bearing a cold and stern expression, standing firmly between Zhou Xiang and Wu Yunyin like a towering mountain.

His appearance was like a gentle breeze, dispelling the oppressive atmosphere around him.

"Let her go!"

Chen Zhennan's voice was deep and powerful, like a thunderclap, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Zhou Xiang's heart, as if declaring his inviolable bottom line.

Zhou Xiang was slightly taken aback, but his anger had not subsided and instead intensified: "You've come at the right time! She refused to write a letter of surrender, and I want her to pay the price for her choice!"

The sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, as if it were ready to strike at any moment.

A warm current surged through Wu Yunyin's heart. Seeing Chen Zhennan's figure, her heart was like a flame that had been ignited, instantly becoming firm and bright.

In the interplay of light and shadow in the Imperial Study, Chen Zhennan's appearance was like a gentle breeze, instantly dispelling the overbearing and oppressive feeling in Zhou Xiang's heart.

Zhou Xiang was originally arrogant, with a sinister glint in his eyes, but in front of Chen Zhennan, his aura receded like the tide, and a trace of unease appeared on his face.

At this moment, Wu Yunyin seized the opportunity to add insult to injury, coldly saying, "Zhou Xiang, calling you Chen Zhennan by your given name is a great disrespect to the Emperor of Great Yan!"

Her voice was like a cold blade, slicing through the last shred of confidence in Zhou Xiang's heart.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiang felt a chill run down his spine and was secretly alarmed. His original plan suddenly became precarious.

The original plan was to force Wu Yunyin to write a letter of surrender and then kill her. If she refused, she would still be killed to prevent her from meeting Chen Zhennan.

Zhou Xiang thought Chen Zhennan would be angry, but Chen Zhennan smiled slightly, looked calm, and said lightly, "It's just a name, it doesn't mean anything."

"You may step back."

Chen Zhennan waved to Zhou Xiang, his tone exuding an unquestionable authority.

Left with no other choice, Zhou Xiang sheathed his sword, feeling resentful in his heart, and turned to leave the imperial study.

As soon as Zhou Xiang stepped out the door, he saw Song Yunyang standing outside, surrounded by heavily armored guards, exuding an imposing aura.

Her gaze was intense, fixed on Zhou Xiang as if scrutinizing his every move.

Chen Zhennan slowly walked to the opposite side of Wu Yunyin and sat down. An indescribable silence filled the space between the two.

A moment later, Wu Yunyin suddenly burst into tears, her tears flowing down like a burst dam.

She grabbed Chen Zhennan's arm, her voice trembling, on the verge of collapse: "I was wrong! Please help me quell the rebellion and stabilize the situation in Dawu!"

Chen Zhennan felt a pang of disappointment. Looking at her delusional expression, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

Chen Zhennan slowly shook his head, his tone revealing helplessness and determination: "Public opinion cannot be ignored, Wu Yunyin. You only have two choices now. One is to write a letter of surrender and leave Da Wu, and the other is to refuse to write a letter of surrender, but the result is death."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yunyin's face turned pale instantly. She grabbed Chen Zhennan's hand, trying to use her beauty and past promises to rekindle his feelings.

However, Chen Zhennan ignored her, gently pushed her hand away, and shook his head with a sigh: "I have done everything I could. I hope you can choose a result that allows you to have dignity."

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