Hearing this, hatred flashed across Yan Chou's eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. He almost didn't give Xie Shizhu a chance to react. He raised his hand and took off her brocade robe. Because the leg guard inside was difficult to take off, he had no patience and tore it open violently.
The shrill sound spread throughout the hall.
Yan Chou's usual calmness was completely shattered by her understatement.
"Why are you doing this?" Yan Chou ignored Xie Shizhu's painful expression and took possession of her fiercely.
Xie Shizhu closed his eyes, looking like a broken doll.
Yan Chou was in ten thousand times more pain than Xie Shizhu. The usual tenderness was now nothing but endless pain.
Yan Chou gasped and said, "Answer me."
Xie Shizhu opened her eyelids, her beautiful eyes filled with indifference, "Because you are the emperor, I have no choice but to obey you."
"So when I touched you, I had already tampered with the sandalwood, so that no matter what I do, I can't make you pregnant?" Yan Chou used all his strength to say this.
Xie Shizhu said without hesitation, "Yes."
Yan Chou was completely disappointed. He stood up from her, bent down to pick up the brocade robe on the ground, and quickly draped it over his shoulders. With his back to Xie Shizhu, he spoke a few words with difficulty: "After all these years, have you never loved me?"
Even if it's just a little bit of affection.
Yan Chou murmured these words humbly in his heart.
He didn't ask Xie Shizhu to answer him, but if she hesitated for a second, it would make him feel better.
The woman's voice sounded behind him, piercing his body and soul like a sharp sword.
“Never.”
The system gasped: [Fuck!]
Yan Chou stretched out his hand to hold the bedpost, his tall body was a little unstable, his deep eyes were filled with endless pain, and a hint of tears flashed across them.
He slowly closed his eyelids, and when he opened them again, he had become calm, with a sinister aura emanating from his whole body.
Then, Yan Chou walked out of the palace without any emotion, and a cold voice came from outside: "From today on, without my permission, the Queen shall not set foot outside Jin'an Palace."
As soon as he left, a solemn atmosphere lingered in the entire Jin'an Hall.
The system was stunned: [Host, the malicious value has dropped to 10.]
Although the malicious value was reduced, the system was not happy. It felt a little sorry for Yan Chou: [Why did you treat him like this? Yan Chou loves you so much...]
Xie Shizhu sneered: "Have you forgotten how the original owner died?"
The system wanted to make an excuse, but gradually fell silent.
Yes, Xie Shizhu died in the cold palace after drinking the poisoned wine given by Yan Chou.
Xie Shizhu at that time was even more desperate and helpless than Yan Chou is now.
[You're right, what should I do with the remaining malicious points? ]
Xie Shizhu turned over and pulled the quilt over himself, "I don't know, I'm going to sleep first."
system:【……】
*
The next day.
No one dared to speak in the court. Yan Chou had a gloomy face and his narrow eyes were full of coldness.
It seemed as if the emperor with a peaceful face a few days ago was just everyone's fantasy.
Yan Chou smiled and said, "Why don't you speak?"
His voice was low, cold and fearful.
The Prime Minister exchanged a glance with the ministers around him, then bravely stepped out of the crowd, bowing slightly, "Your Majesty, the princess of a neighboring country is about to arrive in Xihe. The harem has been heirless. In my opinion, you must marry the princess of the neighboring country..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Chou stood up from the dragon throne, walked down slowly, and approached the prime minister step by step.
He stood in front of the prime minister, and the coolness he exuded filled the air. The prime minister, who had been chattering non-stop, was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth.
In the court, most people were ready to join forces with the Queen Mother to overthrow Yan Chou. With a backer, some people mustered the courage to agree, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is absolutely right. You are about to reach the age of twenty, and you cannot continue to be willful."
Yan Chou raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly with his thin lips: "Oh? Really?"
The Prime Minister straightened up, remembering his daughter's death at Yan Chou's hands. With hatred in his heart, he looked straight at Yan Chou and said, "Your Majesty, yes."
Anyway, he is the Queen Mother's man, so even if Yan Chou is dissatisfied with him, he dare not do anything.
Yan Chou squinted his eyes and looked at him, his black pupils were calm, then he glanced at Chang Qing on the side.
Before anyone could react, he drew the sword from Chang Qing's waist and slashed the blade towards the Prime Minister's head without blinking.
With a "puff", blood gushed out and splashed onto several ministers around the prime minister.
A head rolled down.
The palace maids in the court screamed in fear and fled.
The civil and military officials opened their eyes wide and their faces turned pale.
Yan Chou threw the sword to the ground and rubbed the blood on the back of his hand on his dragon robe. His expression was calm, as if he had just stepped on an ant to death.
"My dear ministers, if you have any suggestions, please tell me today."
As soon as the words fell, no one dared to respond.
Yan Chou's thin lips curled slightly, and he looked around. Seeing everyone trembling, interest flashed in his eyes, and his voice was youthful and slightly low: "Since there is nothing to report, let's adjourn."
But these people didn't dare to leave. They only dared to breathe a sigh of relief after Yan Chou's figure disappeared.
As soon as he left, several officials collapsed to the ground, muttering to themselves, "Madman."
Chang Qing bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, staring at the bright red blood on the sword, silent.
Yan Xiuran looked down at the Prime Minister's body, then his hands and feet became cold, his whole body stiffened, he exhaled a long breath, and looked up at Chang Qing who was standing still.
Then he walked towards Chang Qing with heavy steps, and Yan Xiuran curled the corners of his lips: "General Chang, the Queen Mother asked me to take you to Ning'an Palace."
Chang Qing put away his sword and stared at Yan Xiuran quietly. After a moment, he nodded: "Okay."
*
In Ning'an Palace, the Queen Mother was so frightened when she heard that Yan Chou had directly chopped off the Prime Minister's head that she threw the teacup in her hand to the ground.
Her hands were shaking and her eyes were full of anger.
It was not until Chang Qing arrived at Ning'an Palace that she adjusted her mood and greeted Chang Qing.
Chang Qing knelt down and saluted the Queen Mother, who hurriedly supported him and said, "No need to be so polite."
Yan Chou is becoming more and more terrifying now. If he is not stopped quickly, Yan Chou will find out about his own life experience, and maybe he will be the next person to die.
The Queen Mother didn't offer any polite words this time and spoke directly, "General Chang, I know that the Emperor just tortured and killed the Prime Minister in the court. In my opinion, he also brutally murdered the Regent's child. This is not a solution."
Chang Qing looked at the Queen Mother, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "Okay, I will work with the Queen Mother and all the ministers to overthrow the Emperor."
The Queen Mother opened her eyes wide with excitement and exchanged glances with Yan Xiuran beside her.
"General Chang, the regent ascending the throne will be a good thing for Xihe."
Chang Qing smiled faintly: "Yes, the emperor will celebrate his 20-year-old birthday in a few days. At that time, I will take the guards to capture the emperor."
Yan Xiuran's fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling.
He endured humiliation and finally waited for this day.
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