Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 56 The Tyrant's Soft Queen (54)
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It kneels, it really kneels.

Ganqing Changruosheng's deep love and righteousness all day long is like a meat bun beating a dog, even though it looks cool from the side.

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Such days did not last long, as the situation outside became more and more serious, Chang Ruosheng's time in the harem became shorter and shorter day by day, and his complexion became more and more haggard and ugly.

Even if he didn't lose his temper, the coercion that accompanied him like a shadow brought a feeling of precarity to the entire harem.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

The smashed memorial made harsh friction on the cold masonry.

Inside the Xuanzheng Hall flickering by candlelight, there was an eerie atmosphere.

Chang Ruosheng stood up in a hurry, the dragon pattern on the black purple gold dark pattern robe let out a silent roar.

His eyes swept down coldly, and all the ministers who entered the palace with the imperial edict all night trembled because of the king's anger, not daring to say a word.

"Oh!"

A gust of wind howled and blew open the door of the palace, and the light of a few candles went out in a flash, making the empty hall even more terrifying.

"Why is the emperor so angry?"

Chang Ruocheng's face darkened, he turned his head suddenly, and saw a figure outside the wide open palace gate that he thought he would never see again in this lifetime.

On that face that disgusted him so much, there was a smile of interest, as if he had already stepped on him with a sure chance of victory.

"Feng Zhaoyuan..."

Gritting his teeth and saying the person's name, Chang Ruocheng's slightly narrowed eyes were filled with coldness.

The sound of uniform footsteps came from outside the hall, step by step like evil spirits sweeping across, bringing cold chills.

"Long time no see," Feng Zhaoyuan raised his eyes, his voice was calm and powerful, in less than a year, that gentle young man no longer existed.

Chang Ruosheng's eyes swept over the two teams of black armored guards one by one, and his tight lips made a small sound, "Interesting."

He thought that he would never see this team again in his lifetime.A sharp knife with cold light dripped blood in the hall.

The pungent smell of blood swept along with the gust of wind, and his voice immediately opened up, humming rumblingly in the hall, "Lead your soldiers to the hall, are you planning to rebel?"

"Hehe," Feng Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing, his long and narrow eyes were sharp, "This throne is mine, so why rebel? You killed your father and usurped the throne, and today it should be returned to the original owner." gone."

"You deserve it too?!" The moment the words fell, dozens of dark guards dressed in black suddenly appeared on the originally empty palace.

The moment they appeared while swinging the rope, densely packed arrows shot towards Feng Zhaoyuan below.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sharp arrows made a crisp collision sound, and within an inch, they were cut off by the black-armored guards in mid-air.

The unilateral massacre was suppressed in the temple.The sound of the knife piercing into the flesh, mixed with the blood blowing in from outside the temple, covered the masonry here with a bloody mist.

There was no sound outside the hall, there were no guards, no rescue troops, all the preparations seemed to be sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.

Until the last dark guard died of exhaustion, and the steps leading to the throne were also stained red with his blood.

The hair on the forehead that was wet with cold sweat was tightly pressed down, and Chang Ruosheng's eyes were bloodshot.

He looked at both sides of the retreat, as if the ministers who had been prepared for a long time, the tense fists were bulging with veins.

"It seems that there is a quite capable traitor by my side."

(End of this chapter)