Crunch—crunch—!
There was a terrifying sound of bones shifting.
The old eunuch's eyes rolled back and his pupils began to dilate. The regret and despair that surged in his heart instantly overwhelmed him.
This Empress, who usually keeps a low profile in the palace and is even suppressed by the Empress Dowager to the point of having no sense of existence, what kind of monster is she?!
Think about Yang Degong, he was also a famous figure at that time.
Three years ago, Duan Tianhe, known as the best sword master in the world, broke into the palace at night and attempted to assassinate the late emperor.
It was him who fought with Duan Tianhe for more than a hundred rounds in front of the imperial study, and dragged the battle until the imperial guards surrounded him, forcing the Sword God to withdraw and flee!
But today, facing this "Mr. Li", he is like an ant looking up at the sky, or a mayfly trying to shake a tree!
At the very end, before his consciousness faded, he screamed madly in his heart:
My dear aunt! If you have such great abilities, why don't you stay in the Ninth Heaven and be your Queen Mother? Instead, you condescend to come to this mortal world and tease foolish mortals like me?
Also, how did that old hag, the Empress Dowager, fight with the Emperor and Empress for two whole years and always have the upper hand, causing him to misjudge?
This doesn't make sense! This doesn't make sense at all!
Just half a month ago, I had made up my mind to join the Queen Mother and fully assist Prince Su in ascending the throne, plotting my own success in the future...
In the eyes of this queen, what does what I do count for?
Snap——!
A crisp breaking sound was heard.
The white silk was suddenly tightened to the extreme. Yang Degong's head tilted and his whole body was like mud with all the bones sucked out. He was completely silent.
Li Wei didn't even look at the corpse and waved her hand casually.
boom--!
An invisible force exploded, and Yang Degong's body, along with the white silk, instantly turned into ashes.
After doing all this, Li Wei stretched out her white palm and grabbed at the empty space in a relatively intact corner of Fengyi Palace.
"ah!"
A young palace maid, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was taken into the air by her.
Li Wei looked at her and forced a smile that she thought was kind, "Where is the emperor?"
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