After Xiao Liefeng knelt down, the other ministers who had been helping Xiao Liefeng and following Prince Duan in the hall turned pale and their legs went weak.
They all knelt down like lost dogs.
They also kowtowed and shouted incoherently.
I hope Your Majesty will be merciful and spare their lives.
Every face was filled with fear and despair, and looked in a miserable state.
But Jun Zechen sacrificed himself to get rid of the disloyal corrupt officials in the court once and for all.
His expression was cold and heartless, and he was not moved at all by these people's pleas for mercy.
"Since you all admit your guilt, Anshun, announce the decree." Jun Zechen's voice was emotionless.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Anshun responded respectfully, then took out the imperial edict from his sleeve.
Anshun opened the imperial edict and began to read:
"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims:
I personally led the army to fight and shed blood on the battlefield to protect the peace of my country.
However, Prince Duan, as my brother, did not think about serving the country and did not care about brotherhood. He took advantage of my absence to harbor evil intentions and attempted to usurp the throne. This is a heinous act that cannot be tolerated by heaven.
There were also a group of traitors including General Xiao Liefeng from Huaihua who assisted the tyrant and colluded with Prince Duan in an attempt to overthrow the country.
His crime deserves death and is unforgivable.
Now that I have returned in triumph, I will restore order and bring peace to the world.
Prince Duan sentenced Xiao Liefeng and other traitors along with their nine clans to death as a warning to others.
I hope all civil and military officials in the court will take this as a warning, abide by the duties of a subject, be loyal to the emperor and love the country, and don’t make the same mistake again.
So decreed."
At this point, everything is settled.
Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Scattered on the ground were gorgeous palace costumes and women's private bellybands embroidered with exquisite patterns.
The shiny armor was also thrown to the ground without mercy.
The woman's suppressed moans could no longer be contained and came out intermittently from her slightly open mouth.
"Your Majesty! You are like a hungry wolf now, can't you be more gentle?"
The woman said in a coquettish voice, with a hint of blame and pleading in her voice.
"cannot."
Jun Zechen spat out two words mercilessly, his tone firm and overbearing.
On the dragon throne of the Qianqing Palace, a woman was sitting on the cold throne in dishevel.
One hand tightly grasped the faucet on the handrail, and the fingertips turned white due to the force.
Jun Zechen knelt on one knee on the dragon throne.
The two people's skin colors formed a sharp contrast, one was as white as jade, and the other had a bronze complexion of being experienced in many battles.
Jun Zechen's body was soaked with sweat, and his strong chest muscles rose and fell with his rapid breathing.
Beads of sweat slid down his resolute face and dripped onto the woman's skin.
The woman was a little dazed, with her eyes closed.
Her eyelashes were trembling, her mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing rapidly, looking extremely seductive.
Jun Zechen couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her red lips, madly plundering her sweet breath, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
More than half an hour later, Jun Zechen, panting heavily, carried the exhausted Su Jingyao towards the bedroom.
On the wide black dragon bed, the woman with snow-white skin was lying lazily on it like a delicate flower.
A waterfall of black hair flowed freely, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally blocking most of the beautiful spring scenery.
Jun Zechen couldn't wait to hug her tightly in his arms, with such force that he seemed to embed her into his body.
"Yaoyao, I miss you so much."
His voice was low and hoarse, filled with endless longing and desire.
Yes, needless to say, Su Jingyao also knew how much he wanted it, she really understood it!
The intensity of it still leaves her with lingering fears.
Before Su Jingyao could rest, Jun Zechen started again...
For a moment, the delicate moans were like the melodious chirping of an oriole, rising one after another.
The heavy breathing sounded like the howling of a strong wind, and it never stopped.
The sounds continue endlessly, interweaving into an extremely ambiguous melody.
The water in the pool outside the Qianqing Palace was gurgling and surging, as if responding to the warmth inside the house.
Su Jingyao was so exhausted afterwards that she felt all the strength in her body had been drained away. She felt like she was floating in the clouds, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
She didn't have the energy to ask Jun Zechen what had happened, so she fell into a deep sleep, her breathing gradually becoming steady and long.
Ask again tomorrow.
The second day.
Su Jingyao frowned. Half awake, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if some strange object was causing trouble.
Su Jingyao slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the man's big hand across her waist.
She woke up instantly and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"His Majesty."
Her voice trembled with suppression, and she tried hard to hold back her emotions.
Jun Zecheng understood her unfulfilled intention.
He chuckled and said lovingly, "Okay."
Then he hugged Su Jingyao and started biting her.
He looked crazy, as if only such drastic actions could vent his longing.
Su Jingyao tried hard to calm the restlessness in her body caused by his actions.
Why is this man in heat so early in the morning?
Her eyes were full of anger and helplessness.
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