Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

Without putting on the phoenix robe or the luxurious phoenix crown, Zhao Ying burst into the Jinluan Palace wearing a plain robe.

Pointing one hand to the dragon chair, Xie Yan was in a daze for a moment after learning of Xie Chongan's death.

"Xie Yan, why did you hide Chong'an's death from me?"

When Xie Yan heard this question, he immediately frowned.

He didn't know why this kind of news reached Zhao Ying's ears so quickly.

"Xie Yan, not only did you cruelly force Chongyu to death, but now you have even killed your eldest son."

"It's not enough for you to kill the emperor's brother and sister-in-law, but you also want to kill your own biological son? You also want to kill your own biological son!"

"Xie Yan, you are not even worthy of being a human being, so how can you be worthy of sitting on this throne?"

After hearing this, all the courtiers in the palace chose to kneel and kowtow.

Even if they heard the Tian family's secret, they would pretend they didn't hear it.

Under Xie Yan's hint, the imperial guards outside the palace began to chase Zhao Ying.

It seems that they are afraid of hurting the mother of the country and the ministers in the palace. These imperial guards are very timid, as if they can't catch Zhao Ying no matter what.

And Zhao Ying saw that these courtiers turned a blind eye, looked at these imperial guards who were unyielding towards her, and the cold and heartless emperor sitting on the dragon throne.

My mind and heart were both destroyed, and now I just wanted to let Xie Yan fall directly into the Abi Hell.

"Don't you know that the former King Chen, now the king of a country, personally started the private sale of salt and iron for money in Nawu'an County, which caused countless soldiers guarding the border to trade swords in their hands? Zhe, committed his life to the frontier."

"Paper can't contain the fire. These things were finally discovered by the late emperor and empress."

"The late emperor is kind by nature. He always thought that this younger brother was deceived. He went to Wu'an County with only a dozen personal guards to investigate in person. In the end, he revealed such things that betrayed the country and betrayed the people. It is really a good thing of them. My brother made it.”

"At this point, the late emperor still did not think of taking a fatal blow. He ordered your good emperor to personally end these businesses before returning to the capital."

"I didn't say he was dismissed or punished. I just said he would be imprisoned in the capital for life."

"Your good emperor has grown up with all this money. He is used to being the leader of thousands of people at the border. How can he be willing to come back and be controlled by others?"

"He first pretended to be obedient and asked me, a woman, to follow the late emperor back to the palace as a hostage. However, he asked me to drug the late emperor with cartilage powder on the way. Finally, he and Sun Yicheng killed the late emperor and empress in Nanjun."

Zhao Ying was talking while running, laughing while talking, and crying while laughing.

The innocent romance that belonged to Zhao Ying was completely worn away along with the cartilage.

From that day on, her hands began to be stained with human life, and she embarked on a road from which she could never go back.

Since then, she has lost the husband who loved her and the son who gave her life to give birth to her. All she has is cold power.

If time could go back, Zhao Ying would not let that cartilage fall into Xia Yu and Chen Shu's tea.

Zhao Ying just wants to be Princess Chen who is not coerced by power in this capital.

Seeing that Zhao Ying was not caught by the imperial guards for a long time, Xie Yan's eyes became strange.

Withdrawing the blade from the guard's waist, Xie Yan walked towards Zhao Ying in person.

Zhao Ying dodged the sword light and shuttled between the courtiers.

"You think this is the end?"

"The first thing he did when he returned to the capital was to poison Xie Qingyao, and finally he took the throne that should have belonged to Xie Qingyao."

"He sat on this wonderful throne. He should have done something practical for the people and put an end to the salt-and-iron thing, right?"

"In the end, he still brought... ah..."

Before Zhao Ying could finish saying this, she was already tripped and fell into the Jinluan Palace.

As for the person who tripped Zhao Ying, it was the eldest brother who the ancestor told her personally not long ago that he would protect her.

After stumbling and just getting up half of her body, Zhao Ying wanted to ask Zhao Gou "why".

But as soon as he opened his mouth, a heartbreaking pain came from his back, and blood kept flowing out from the corners of his opened mouth.

The sword blade in Xie Yan's hand entered Zhao Ying's back and pierced Zhao Ying's heart.

The pain pulled out the reason from the madness. Zhao Ying looked at Zhao Gou with tears in her eyes.

He didn't dare, and after a few grunts of questioning words, just as they condensed in his throat, Zhao Gou's drawn sword pierced his throat again.

The death came quickly, but those unwilling eyes never closed.

Zhao Gou stepped on Zhao Ying's blood and stood up straight: "Zhao Ying dared to do such a thing to assassinate the late emperor and empress. I, Zhao Gou, should personally kill the Zhao family's daughter to comfort the spirit of the late emperor and empress in heaven."

Looking around at the courtiers, Zhao Gou finally looked at Xie Yan: "The emperor killed his brother, killed his son and betrayed the country. He is unworthy of being the king of the Yu Dynasty. I sincerely request that the emperor abdicate the throne."

Zhao Gou opened his mouth, and there were ministers behind him who knelt down and asked for orders: "I'd like to ask your Majesty to abdicate the throne."

Xie Yan was forced to retreat again and again by the overwhelming words of worship.

The blade of the sword in his hand was pointed directly at Zhao Gou, and it was teetering when the civil and military generals of the Manchu Dynasty complained about him.

"Come here, drag down all these rebellious officials and traitors and kill them for me!"

"Come here, come here, kill me!"

Word after word of urging was met with cold looks from the imperial guards.

It is no longer known who these people are.

But they are definitely not Xie Yan's people.

They actually betrayed him, the king.

With his heart condensed, Xie Yan fell straight behind him, his eyes fell on the dragon chair, and a thought suddenly came to Xie Yan's mind.

This dragon chair, which carries the wishes of all people, is a symbol of power.

He, Xie Yan, could not bear the wishes of all the people, suffered the backlash of this power, and finally ended up with nothing.

He killed his brother and sister-in-law, lost two sons in a row, and beheaded his wife himself.

It was power that left him Xie Yan with nothing.

The sweetness in his chest overflowed violently, and Xie Yan fainted unwillingly in Eunuch Hai's arms.

"Carry the emperor back to the Qinzheng Hall and let the imperial doctors take care of him carefully. When the emperor is awake, he will write an edict to abdicate and choose a wise man to be the master of this mountain and river."

He moved his eyes away from Zhao Ying and looked sideways at the dark place behind the dragon chair. He held his hands tightly and closed his eyes deeply.

"Zhao Ying could not atone for her sin even if she died hundreds of times. She could not cut her body into pieces and throw it into a hunting ground to feed wild animals."

Zhao Muyun stood outside the Jinluan Palace, listening to Zhao Gouluo's decision with his own ears, and raised his head to look at the rising sun on the horizon.

Smile and contentment filled Zhao Muyun's delicate face.

When Xie Yan wakes up, when the edict of abdication is written, no one in the world can stand above her, Zhao Muyun, and boss her around.