Xue Feishuang led a large army, marching in a grand procession from the East Gate to Chaoyang Street.
"Xue Feishuang." His eyes widened in shock.
From her vantage point, Lu Guiting had excellent eyesight and could see Xue Feishuang, exuding a chilling aura, riding his horse from afar.
"Your Majesty, I have been fortunate to fulfill my mission. All the soldiers and officers of the Vermilion Bird Camp have confessed their crimes and paid their dues."
When the horse stopped and the man arrived, Xue Feishuang sat on one foot and clasped his hands into fists.
"Good! Good! Good! Prime Minister Xue, you are indeed a good minister of mine!"
Ji Xiaoxiao was extremely excited. It was so awesome that she didn't have to solve everything herself!
Xue Feishuang stood up, his armor making a clanging sound as the steel rubbed against each other. The still-fresh blood meandered and swirled under the pull of gravity, as if it would never run out.
"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my promise. Shouldn't you...?"
"Speak, I am listening."
Every official knows how to play the game of feigning reluctance to speak!
Xue Feishuang remained expressionless, cold as ice, his eyes gleaming. He swung his sword with one hand, sparks flying, leaving a sword mark on the bluestone slab.
"Lu Ying, you should step down!" Xue Feishuang said, surprising everyone. "The Vermilion Bird Camp has submitted to me, the Azure Dragon Camp is my old subordinate, and the White Tiger and Black Tortoise are far away."
In conclusion, "Lu Ying, you are all alone and destined to lose to me."
You don't know the burdens of being the eldest brother until you've been one. You don't know the bitterness of being the emperor until you've been the emperor. Ji Xiaoxiao was indifferent to the throne, and the original owner of this body didn't care either; whoever wanted it could have it.
Wasn't Xue Feishuang the most loyal and patriotic emperor? So why is he like this?
"Why?" It was just a simple "why."
Xue Fei pointed his twin swords at Ji Xiaoxiao, his weathered face showing a hint of hesitation and reluctance. "I have served my country and its people with utmost care and courage, yet you have imprisoned my entire Xue family and subjected them to endless torture on trumped-up charges. Jinghan's fate is now unknown. My son, Your Majesty, Lü Ying, do you still remember the words you uttered when you proposed to Jinghan: 'We will share happiness and hardship, never leave each other, and stay by each other'?"
Xue Feishuang's gaze was a mixture of love and hate. "When you were still a princess, you succeeded. But the throne, the dragon chair, and power changed you. From the day I was imprisoned, I swore that if I was lucky enough to survive, one day I would definitely dethrone you from the throne."
Alas, some people endure countless hardships and achieve great things. Others either erupt in silence or perish in silence. Xue Fei's excessive forbearance turned him into a monster.
"Your request is for me to abdicate and you to take the throne?" Ji Xiaoxiao said with interest. "Xue Feishuang, I didn't realize your appetite was as big as Lu Guiting's!"
When Ji Xiaoxiao mentioned Lu Guiting, Xue Feishuang's disdain was obvious: "Don't compare me to that kind of person, I find it disgusting."
Lu Guiting and Xue Feishuang had been fighting for over a decade, and she couldn't stand Xue Feishuang's arrogant attitude, especially his view of her as insignificant as an ant. Lu Guiting's eyes blazed with fury, unleashing a barrage of attacks on Xue Feishuang.
"The pot calling the kettle black, Xue Feishuang, you and I are birds of a feather, what gives you the right to look down on me?" Lu Guiting had obviously forgotten that "birds of a feather" is a derogatory term.
"Look down on me? Don't you remember how pathetic you were back then...!"
Anyway, no matter who she falls into, she can't escape her life, so Lu Guiting simply started to speak without restraint, saying whatever she felt comfortable with.
Xue Feishuang seemed to have plenty of free time. She listened carefully to Lu Guiting's framing of her and nodded seriously, "I see."
After bombarding Xue Feishuang, Lu Guiting fought Lu Yalan.
The power of the Eight Trigrams is far greater than ordinary people can imagine.
Lu Guiting kept talking, and everyone present remained quiet and did nothing else.
"Back then, your father cheated on me and gave birth to such a scourge as you. He even dared to say that you were my own flesh and blood. Now it seems that you, you little slut, an ungrateful wretch who can never be tamed, are indeed not my own flesh and blood."
So she wasn't his biological daughter after all. No wonder Lu Yalan died a gruesome death in her previous life!
“Back then, I was injured and my foundation was damaged. I only had one son, Zhixuan. I thought that since you were a girl, after I passed away, you could at least take care of Zhixuan for me. So I spared your life.” When talking about Lu Zhixuan, Lu Guiting continued to act like a cat with its fur standing on end, biting anyone she could get her hands on. “You’re really something, taking care of people and even taking care of Guangmu.”
Hearing this, Ji Xiaoxiao knew that she wouldn't fare well either.
“Lu Ying, you think Shangqing is your son? Don’t be foolish. Shangqing is Zhixuan and Lu Yalan’s bastard child. No matter how powerful you are, or how noble you are, you are still being cuckolded by your beloved, just like me.”
Lu Guiting's mindset at this moment is the same as "If I'm not doing well, you won't be either. I'll expose everything, and the worst that can happen is we'll all die together." When a person is driven to madness, they no longer have the mind to consider things carefully or to meticulously plan their life.
Ji Xiaoxiao's expression remained calm, showing neither surprise nor resentment, as if she were the one being cuckolded, and it was none of her business.
"I know all this, otherwise why do you think I've been suppressing you for no reason?" Ji Xiaoxiao found an impeccable excuse for her previous unusual behavior.
A gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by a collective gasp of amazement.
"You knew all along. So you knew all along."
Ji Xiaoxiao, no longer wanting to show her face in public, ordered her men to seize Lu Guiting and head towards the palace. Lu Yalan had been scheming to eliminate that old scoundrel Lu Guiting, and Ji Xiaoxiao's attempt to take Lu Guiting away was like pulling the tiger's mane from its mouth—easily provoking her anger.
"Lü Ying, leave Lu Guiting here."
Lu Yalan was only accompanied by two assassins, while Ji Xiaoxiao had hundreds or even thousands of guards. The disparity in numbers and strength was vast. However, the assassins' individual combat skills far surpassed those of the guards. Lu Guiting was only three or four meters away from Lu Yalan, a distance sufficient for the assassins to strike.
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