After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 32 The Daily Life of the Poison Empress (32)

At this time, there was a voice from the other side.

"I seem to have seen jiang carp in the temple in the southern suburbs."

"Yes, my people saw a boat on the east ferry, and there were also fishes that looked like jiang carp."

……

A group of people looked at each other.

Obviously, they were all tricked by Jiang Chuan.

That man may have never set foot in the capital at all, just a few shadows made them nervous.

no way.

The third prince, Jiang Yin, has been a leader since he was born, with extraordinary intelligence and wisdom. Among all the princes, he is the most shocking and powerful. Everyone thinks that he can become a king.

Unexpectedly, Cen Yao, who came out halfway, was able to force Jiang Chuan to go far away, and he still dare not show his face.

Cen Yao's strategy is even better, now more than half of the world belongs to him, and now only some veteran officials in the court still have hope for Jiang Chuan.

These old ministers were all heroes in the founding of the country, and the people all over the world respected and loved them, Cen Yao couldn't kill them, so he could only point all his spearheads at Jiang Chuan.

Once Jiang Chuan died, there was no one in the world, and no one could stop Cen Yao from proclaiming himself emperor.

Because of this, the whereabouts of the silver carp has not been found until now, which made everyone present to be cautious, for fear that the violent and cruel governor in front of him would drag him out and chop him up.

On the night of the bloodbath of the imperial city, almost everyone with the surname Jiang died in Gumo.

From this, it can be seen how cruel the governor's heart is, and his determination to become emperor can be seen.

After the report was over, everyone lowered their eyes, looked at their noses and hearts, and waited for Cen Yao to speak without saying a word.

It took a while before I heard the highly recognizable voice from above my head.

Warm and slightly dumb, low magnetism like jade.

Sounds like a frail scholar.

But in fact, he is a traitorous minister who harms the country.

"It's all hard work, my lords. Since everyone has seen the carp, then catch all those you saw, and don't let any one go."

Regardless of whether he is a carp or a silver carp, he is just a lake fish, no matter how he jumps around, he will inevitably die.

Everyone knelt down and echoed.

"The minister is waiting to hear the order."

In this way, the western suburbs, the northern suburbs, the east crossing, and the foot of the west mountain, a large number of soldiers and guards poured in. In the blink of an eye, all the people in the capital city who looked like Jiang Chuan were all imprisoned.

There was panic inside and outside the palace, and there were a small group of organizations outside the palace that supported justice and rebelled against evil spirits, but most of them were taken over before any splashes were made.

During this time, Ding Bao rarely saw Cen Yao, and the maids said that Su Xiu was sick and might be contagious. Not only could he not come, but in order to protect the dragon species in his belly, Ding Bao could not visit him.

After about half a month like this, on the day of the winter solstice, the sky will be dark, the cold wind outside the palace will be bleak and there will be no one there, but the inside of the palace will be as warm as spring, bright and peaceful.

Ding Bao had been sleeping all day, he ate and continued to sleep when he woke up, he didn't shower and go to bed until it was dark outside the window.

The golden nanmu bed is heavy and firm, covered with three layers of soft mink goose down, lying on it is moderately soft and firm, as comfortable as floating on a cloud.

The maid handed the warm basin to Ding Bao's bed, covered it with a copper mesh cover, lit a piece of aromatherapy, and brought the green smoke to float quietly, it was time for Ding Bao to go to bed.

"Your Majesty, the servants are standing guard outside the door."

Ding Bao squinted his eyes lying on the bed, and nodded lazily, holding a thin booklet in his hand.

The pink gauze tent was lowered slowly, covering the scene of the bed layer by layer, and in a blur, only a slender figure could be seen lying quietly.

(End of this chapter)