"No, I want the head of the Northern Chu Emperor!"
The voice of the Southern Emperor echoed within the main hall.
An official, still indignant, stepped forward and said, "The Seventh Prince died two months ago!"
"Dead?" The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang was stunned, looking at the eunuch beside him in disbelief. The eunuch nodded, and he asked again, "When did he die? How could I not know? Where is the body?"
"His Highness should be buried on the spot after his death."
"Then it was Huo Xi."
"General Huo is also dead."
"Second Prince..."
"Your Majesty, the Second Prince has been killed by the Emperor of Japan."
The Southern Emperor shuddered, belatedly realizing that all those who could be of use were dead. He felt as if he had just taken a nap and that not much time had passed.
How did the southern border suddenly become besieged by enemy troops?
He was terrified and looked at the official who had spoken earlier: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's negotiate peace immediately!"
"Your Majesty?!" Everyone was astonished.
It was a mix of admonition and disappointment.
Some people advised them to negotiate peace and not to make a futile struggle.
Some people felt sorry that the emperor of the southern border was so disrespectful and lacked backbone.
Despite the objections of many, the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang sent people out to negotiate.
The Northern Chu Emperor quickly responded: "Send the soldiers out of the city, and have all civil and military officials line up in a row. The Southern Frontier Emperor has lowered his status and been granted the title of Marquis of Loyalty."
The Southern Emperor was initially angry, but quickly agreed.
One hour later
The soldiers of the Jinwu Guard in the southern border region laid down their weapons and left the city gate.
The doorway opened.
The Northern Chu army entered in unison, marching straight into the palace. The Southern Emperor had already removed his dragon robe and knelt on the ground.
The Emperor of Northern Chu sneered and scorned, but was mostly furious.
If it weren't for the person in front of him, why would Zhao Jiahua be forced to come for a marriage alliance?
Damn it!
“Now is not the time to kill him,” Zhao Jiahua stopped him.
The Emperor of Northern Chu nodded: "Don't worry."
The previous dynasty was handed over to the Emperor of Northern Chu.
Zhao Jiahua was also going to settle scores with his old friend. He took his men to Fengyi Palace, where the Imperial Concubine Xue was already waiting under the eaves.
"Jiahua," she called out.
Zhao Jiahua's expression changed slightly when he saw her pale face and the bloodstains seeping through her skirt.
"I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly." She smiled slightly. "Don't forget what you promised me."
"Don't worry, I will clear the name of the Jiang family, exonerate your brother, and give the Jiang family an important position," Zhao Jiahua said.
The Snow Empress's smile deepened: "Don't worry, the person inside isn't dead. I wouldn't dare kill her if you hadn't come."
Thank you.
Zhao Jiahua sent someone to take Consort Xue to receive medical treatment: "Send her to the Jiang family to recuperate."
The two went their separate ways.
The servants of Fengyi Palace were all kneeling outside, with Qingzhi at the head.
As Qingzhi watched Zhao Jiahua arrive with her men, he realized that the woman before him had become somewhat unfamiliar after more than two years. Dressed in silver armor, she looked as imposing as a female general.
Zhao Jiahua turned her head to look at Aokiji.
The pheasant was so frightened that it hurriedly lowered its head.
"Considering that you protected the young prince, I will grant you some decency."
Aokiji was stunned.
After the Third Prince's wife died, the young prince was left unattended. It was Qingzhi who suddenly took pity on him and sent the young prince to the Jiang family.
A cup of poisoned wine was presented.
Aokiji was trembling, wanting to cry but unable to. He bit his lip tightly, and in fear, he tried to beg for mercy, but someone grabbed his chin and poured a cup of poison down his throat.
He died instantly.
Dying was not painful at all.
Zhao Jiahua pointed at several more people: "Beaten to death!"
"Seventh Prince's Consort, spare our lives!" the crowd begged.
They were all gagged and beaten to death on the spot.
Zhao Jiahua had no sympathy for these people. They were accomplices to evil, doing all sorts of despicable things, and their hands were stained with countless amounts of blood.
She withdrew her gaze and stepped into the Phoenix Palace.
The woman on the bed still had a flushed face and was making love with a guard. When she came, the guard was scared half to death.
Empress Yan, completely naked, clung to the guards and refused to give up.
Seeing this, Xiu Shu took the antidote, pinched Empress Yan's chin, and poured it down her throat. She then sent someone to take the guard away.
After a short while, Empress Yan gradually regained consciousness.
She looked down at herself, her face changing drastically. Recalling the absurdity of the past few days, she was so angry she almost vomited blood.
He raised his head to look at the person who had come, gritting his teeth: "Zhao Jiahua!"
Zhao Jiahua pursed her lips: "It seems that Her Majesty the Empress has been living quite comfortably these days."
"You!!" Empress Yan glanced at the doorway, which was full of guards from Northern Chu. She immediately realized that Northern Chu had occupied the southern border.
The tide has turned.
She clenched her fists tightly: "You hate me so much, do whatever you want with me, kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"
Seeing her defiant expression.
Zhao Jiahua raised her delicate eyebrows, and the first thing she did was to have someone break the tendons in Empress Yan's hands and feet so that she could not commit suicide.
Empress Yan, her face deathly pale with pain, cried out, "If you have the guts, then kill me!"
"I won't kill you!" Zhao Jiahua's smile grew even brighter as he gently patted Empress Yan's face: "Help Empress Yan with her makeup!"
Empress Yan was puzzled.
She was forced to redo her makeup and dress up, wearing a phoenix crown and a phoenix robe, with exquisite makeup on her face, but her distorted expression ruined some of her beauty.
"Prepare a spacious carriage. Starting today, we will take Her Majesty the Empress on a tour of the streets from Jincheng until we have traveled all over the southern and northern borders!"
Empress Yan struggled violently: "You might as well kill me! I'm the one who harmed your children, poisoned your daughter to the point of insanity, and tortured your son to death. May they suffer a fate worse than death for the rest of their lives..."
Zhao Jiahua's face darkened, and a murderous aura surged within him for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it. He glanced at Empress Yan's crazed appearance and laughed, "The Empress is a beauty of unparalleled grace and a noble lady from a prestigious family. She is not to be trifled with. How could I let you die so easily?"
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