Amidst the horrified gazes of the court officials, a woman entered the main hall.
She was dressed in a red outfit, her long hair tied in a high ponytail that swayed gently as she walked, exuding an indescribable air of elegance and freedom.
The woman was extremely young, with a sweet and charming baby face, and looked a year or two younger than the Empress.
She was like a mischievous young lady who had run away from home to play, but at this moment, no one inside or outside the palace dared to think that way.
Because this woman was carrying four human heads in her fair, delicate hands.
She held the four people's hair in her hands, and their four heads naturally drooped down and squeezed together, bumping and knocking each other as she swung her arm.
This terrifying scene could randomly scare any timid person into fainting.
The ministers finally understood the reason for the commotion outside the palace.
Because they were no exception, screams of surprise rang out one after another inside the hall.
The young woman ignored him and walked forward with light steps, as calmly as if she were carrying a string of garlic.
As she approached, the courtiers automatically parted to the sides, making way for her to drive a wide carriage.
Some of the bolder people, suppressing their heart palpitations, examined the four spinning heads in her hand.
The faces of the heads were not damaged, but the expressions were distorted with terror, the eyes were wide open, and each of them died with their eyes open.
Soon, someone recognized whose heads those were.
A military officer roared out, his voice cracking.
"My goodness, it's King Cheng, King Min, King Yi, and King Xuan..."
Upon hearing the sound, everyone hurriedly looked over and saw several familiar faces. Who else could they be but the Emperor Emeritus's resentful brothers?
"The four princes, all of them are dead...dead..."
His blank gaze shifted to the seemingly harmless young woman.
Don't tell them that this little girl did it all by herself?
Amidst the ministers' confusion, the woman walked to the jade steps, knelt on one knee before the Empress on the dragon throne, and smiled sweetly.
“The traitors have all been executed. We are fortunate to have fulfilled our mission and hereby present their heads to Your Majesty.”
The woman's clear and melodious voice contrasted sharply with the content of her words, leaving the assembled officials speechless.
It really was her!
Where did Her Majesty the Empress find such a terrifying god of death?
The next second, the ministers' vision blurred, and before they could even see how their empress moved, she was already standing in front of the woman.
The empress pulled the woman up, smiled, reached out and patted her head, her red lips slightly parted.
"good."
The woman chuckled and rubbed her palm against hers, showing no sign of ferocity whatsoever.
The ministers: "..."
Qi An took the string of heads from Fu Gui's hand, picked them up and looked at them. These were all the old emperor's brothers.
Upon learning that the throne of Dayu had actually fallen into the hands of Princess Nie Yuhuang, the group immediately became restless.
He had just assembled his troops, under the pretext of "purging the court of corrupt officials," and was preparing to teach the emperor's niece a lesson when Fugui suddenly appeared and beheaded him.
To catch the thief, first catch the king.
With the deaths of several princes and the killing of their trusted subordinates, the rebel army collapsed instantly.
Finally, Fu Gui produced an imperial edict, saying that as long as they surrendered to the Empress, the rebels would be forgiven for their past transgressions, and the rebels immediately surrendered.
The soldiers were originally subjects of Dayu, and they had no choice in the matter. What could these lowly soldiers do if their master rebelled?
Seeing that the Queen was not pursuing the matter, they were overjoyed and would not cause any more trouble.
Qi An, with his head in his hands, greeted the elders: "My royal uncles, how have you been?"
The ministers: "..."
The Queen is being a bit mischievous.
Looking at the Empress and then at the woman, the ministers, who had no opportunity to use their talents, had complex expressions.
Are all girls these days this amazing?
What use are these men?
The internal strife caused by the four vassal kings thus came to an end.
No, it should be said that they didn't even have a chance to begin.
Next, Qi An introduced Fu Gui to everyone.
"She is an old friend of mine, but I cannot reveal her identity. Just call her Fugui. From now on, she will be my personal lady-in-waiting."
After what just happened, who would dare treat her as an ordinary female official?
They even suspected that it was a top assassin or royal bodyguard secretly trained by the Queen, specifically to kill for her.
So the officials quickly and respectfully bowed and greeted, "Greetings, Lord Fugui."
Fu Gui was very pleased with the title, and tugged at Qi An's sleeve, revealing his dimples as he smiled.
"You're too kind, everyone. Don't be so formal. I have a very good temper. Remember to call me if you have any good fortune to make money!"
The crowd exchanged pleasantries with her with fake smiles, showering her with compliments as if they were free.
It's clear that this wealthy man is extremely close to the Empress and listens to only her.
An empress with such formidable subordinates is truly mysterious and enigmatic, keeping her true nature hidden.
Facing Qi An, the ministers couldn't help but lower their heads even further.
After the morning court session that day, not a single person, including the regents, dared to harbor any other thoughts.
Following her father, brothers, and husband, the Empress also eliminated several of her imperial uncles in one fell swoop.
From then on, she earned the title of "Empress of Calamity".
She is even better than Princess Rakshasa in Nie Yuhuang's previous life.
When the torture device was removed from his collarbone, Nie Ming thought that Nie Yuhuang had softened her heart and was going to let him go.
When he learned that he was to be sent to Wumeng for a political marriage, he was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder.
Xu Shize next door had just finished being tortured and was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
He learned about recent events in the imperial court from the idle chatter of several prison guards, which fueled his growing fear and despair.
That vengeful ghost disguised as Nie Yuhuang is getting more and more terrifying.
Xu Shize knew that Nie Yuhuang sent Nie Ming to marry a foreign ruler not because she was afraid of Wumeng.
She was just tormenting Nie Ming and, incidentally, provoking Huangfu Xiao.
She once said that she would destroy the entire Wumeng and slaughter the entire Wumeng royal family.
Xu Shi prayed every day, praying that Huangfu Xiao could defeat her and kill her, so that he could have a chance to live.
Three days later, Nie Ming was cleaned up, dressed up nicely, and packed up with several "envoys" and put on a carriage, heading towards Wumeng.
A few days later, after court, Qi An and Fu Gui went for a stroll in the Imperial Garden, where they were stopped by several concubines and princesses.
They had all heard about what had happened in the previous dynasty in the harem.
Nie Yuhuang was born as the eldest princess, a woman of noble birth, and was also favored by the old emperor.
The concubines and princesses in the harem always treated her with utmost respect, but never with any real intimacy.
After she usurped the throne and became empress, the concubines and princesses, in addition to their respect for her, also felt a sense of fear towards her.
But it was she who resolutely rejected the proposal of those shameless people and protected them.
Several concubines who had given birth to princesses were extremely grateful to Qi An and specially brought their daughters to kowtow to her in gratitude.
"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty. Your humble servant and the princess kowtow to you. Thank you for saving us."
The second princess, Nie Yuwei, and the third princess, Nie Yudie, bowed respectfully to Qi An, kneeling on the ground with red eyes as they looked at her.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The little princesses echoed in their childish voices, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
If it weren't for His Majesty, one of them would be on the road to a marriage alliance right now.
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