Chapter 146: A Short Separation Makes You Happy

Jun Zechen was still wearing armor stained with smoke and dust.

The face that hadn't been seen for a long time had a look of age.

The originally fair skin became rough due to long-term battles, and the color also became much darker.

But it highlights his resolute outline.

The deep eyes, high nose bridge and tightly pursed thin lips combine to make his facial features more three-dimensional and handsome.

At this time in the hall, because Jun Zechen did not call them to wake up, all the ministers knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation, not daring to make a sound.

Jun Zechen's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through Prince Duan who was still standing there in a daze, and fell directly on Su Jingyao, whom he had not seen for a long time.

I heard the crisp sound of the stars complaining.

Jun Zechen's ruthless eyes, brought from the battlefield, instantly shot straight at Prince Duan, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

Prince Duan was startled and knelt down instantly.

Jun Zechen bent down and easily picked up Xingxing with one hand.

Xingxing happily wrapped her arms around Jun Zechen's neck.

Afterwards, Jun Zechen walked towards Su Jingyao step by step, with deep longing in his eyes.

The ministers kneeling in the middle moved their positions silently and knelt on both sides.

Jun Zechen came to Su Jingyao and held her hand.

The strength seems to convey endless longing and determination.

He led her step by step towards the dragon throne that Prince Duan originally intended to step onto.

Um?

He wouldn't want to take her to the dragon chair.

Before Su Jingyao could think further, Jun Zechen confirmed her idea.

He let Su Jingyao sit on it gently but without giving her permission.

Su Jingyao rejected him with her eyes and even blinked a few times at Jun Zechen.

I have sat on the dragon throne in the Qianqing Palace many times, but this is the dragon throne in the Taiji Palace.

Jun Zechen was unusually firm, with a determined look in his eyes, and motioned for her to sit down.

Su Jingyao took a breath and sat down slowly.

Only then did Jun Zechen sit down next to her.

Xingxing sat on Jun Zechen's left leg, holding Su Jingyao's hand all the time, and her warm palm conveyed a reassuring power.

"Stand up."

Jun Zechen's voice was majestic and deep, as if it could penetrate the entire hall.

The ministers then picked up their tablets and stood up from the ground in a somewhat flustered manner.

They lowered their heads, and no one dared to look directly at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. The farce that had just happened in Taiji Palace was simply enough to terrify them.

The ministers were all full of doubts, with frowns on their faces.

I don't understand why His Majesty not only did not go missing, but also returned to the palace so early?

Could it be that Your Majesty is setting up a trap?

Su Hongyu was also full of suspicion, and then he quietly looked up, and what he saw was incredible.

How come her daughter is sitting on the dragon chair!

Su Hongyu's eyes unconsciously moved back and forth between his daughter and His Majesty. His Majesty really doted on Yaoyao.

She is such a good daughter to him.

Then Su Hongyu thought again, Yaoyao was so calm, could it be that His Majesty and Yaoyao were setting up this conspiracy together?

At this time, Su Jingyao was also full of doubts.

She was in charge of the harem, and after Jun Zechen left, she was able to dispatch the Yulin Guards.

Su Jingyao naturally knew a thing or two about how Prince Duan's troops entered the palace without anyone noticing.

However, she did not have much military force at the time, and confronting Prince Duan head-on was like hitting a rock with an egg.

Therefore, she could only suppress her inner anxiety and choose to wait for the opportunity.

Not until the troops she had dispatched from the surrounding cities finally arrived at the imperial city did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

That’s why I dared to bring the stars to Tai Chi Palace today.

But in her heart she was secretly cursing Jun Zechen, which made her scared.

If Su Jingyao hadn't tried her best to maintain her dignified demeanor at this moment, her eyes would have been like a sharp blade.

Jun Zechen died countless times in her eyes.

Now all the soldiers of Taiji Palace have retreated in an orderly manner, and the palace has returned to its former solemnity and majesty.

In this silent moment, one could seem to clearly hear the ministers' heartbeats trembling with fear.

“Pong-tong-tong”, just like the beat of a drum.

The ministers who colluded with Prince Duan turned pale as paper and kept swallowing their saliva.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead like beads with broken string, sliding down his cheeks continuously.

"Prince Duan, do you admit your guilt?"

Jun Zechen's voice echoed in the hall.

Prince Duan no longer had the arrogant look he had just now, and it was as if his spine had been removed.

When he saw Jun Zechen standing in front of him alive, he knew that all his careful planning had come to naught.

He lost miserably.

Prince Duan knelt down in despair, his voice trembling.

"Know your guilt."

He lowered his head, his eyes were dull and lifeless. He had nothing to defend himself and no strength to defend himself.

Jun Zechen's gaze was like a cold blade, falling coldly on Xiao Liefeng, who lowered his head and dared not even breathe.

Xiao Lie could also feel the gaze that seemed to penetrate him, leaving him nowhere to hide, and his legs were shaking.

"Xiao Liefeng."

Jun Zechen's voice was like a thunder exploding above Xiao Liefeng's head.

Xiao Liefeng seemed to be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell in an instant, and his whole body began to tremble violently like chaff in a sieve.

He was trembling all over and fell to his knees with a thump.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty, please spare my life. I was seduced by Prince Duan. I thought that if your Majesty died, I would support Prince Duan for the stability of the monarchy and the country."

Xiao Liefeng spoke incoherently.

"I would never dare to rebel."

As he spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly, and his forehead hit the ground with a "bang bang" sound.

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 bereaved dogs.

They also kowtowed and shouted incoherently.

I hope Your Majesty will be merciful and spare their lives.

Fear and despair were written all over their faces, and they looked horrible.

However, Jun Zechen sacrificed himself to get rid of the disloyal pests 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 acknowledge your guilt, be obedient and let the decree be read." Jun Zechen's voice was emotionless.

"Yes, Your Majesty." An Shun replied respectfully, and then took out the imperial edict from his sleeve.

An Shun 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 to protect the peace of my country and my family, and fought bloody battles on the battlefield.

However, Prince Duan, as my brother, did not think about serving the country, nor did he care about the friendship of brotherhood. He took advantage of my absence to harbor evil thoughts and attempted to usurp the throne. This is such a heinous act that cannot be tolerated by heaven.

There were also a group of treacherous ministers and villains such as Huaihua General Xiao Liefeng who assisted the tyrant in his atrocities and colluded with Prince Duan in an attempt to subvert the country.

His crime should be punished and there is no pardon for it.

Now that I have returned in triumph, I shall rectify the laws and regulations and bring peace to the world.

Prince Duan was sentenced to death, and traitors including Xiao Liefeng and their nine clans were executed as a warning to others.

I hope all the civil and military officials in the court will take this as a warning, strictly abide by the duties of a minister, be loyal to the emperor and love the country, and do not repeat the same mistake.

I appreciate that.”

At this point, everything has settled.

Palace of Heavenly Purity.

Scattered on the ground were gorgeous palace dresses and women's private bellybands embroidered with exquisite patterns.

The shiny armor was also thrown to the ground mercilessly.

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 coquettishly, with a hint of anger and pleading in her voice.

"cannot."

Jun Zechen spat out two words mercilessly, his tone firm and overbearing.

On the dragon throne in the Qianqing Palace, a woman was sitting on the cold dragon throne in dishevel.

One hand tightly gripped the handle of the handrail, and the fingertips turned white from the force.

Jun Zechen knelt on one knee on the dragon chair.

The two men's skin colors formed a sharp contrast, one was as white as jade, and the other had the bronze color of a veteran in battle.

Jun Zechen's body was already 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 hold 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 simply understood it deeply!

The intensity of it still makes her feel nervous.

Before Su Jingyao had a good rest, Jun Zechen started again...

For a moment, the sweet moans were like the melodious chirping of an oriole, rising one after another.

The heavy breathing sounds like the howling of a violent wind, and never stops in the ears.

The sounds continue, 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.

It was so tiring afterwards that Su Jingyao felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. She felt as if she was floating in the clouds, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

She didn't have the heart to ask Jun Zechen what happened, so she fell into a deep sleep, her breathing gradually becoming steady and long.

Ask again tomorrow.

The second day.

Su Jingyao frowned, and while half awake, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if some strange creature 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 delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"His Majesty."

Her voice trembled with repression, and she tried hard to suppress her emotions.

Jun Zecheng understood her unfinished intention.

He chuckled and said lovingly, "Okay."

Then he hugged Su Jingyao and started to chew on her.

He looked crazy, as if only such violent actions could vent his longing.

Su Jingyao tried hard to calm the agitation in her body caused by his actions.

Why is this man in such a rage so early in the morning?

Her eyes were full of anger and helplessness.