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

But if the legitimate son of the late emperor, whose name is recorded in the royal golden book, becomes the son of the Chen family because of Xie Yan, in the eyes of everyone, Xie Yan will not be able to explain to the people of this world while he is alive, and even if he is dead, he will not be able to deal with this person. The ancestors and ancestors confessed.

What's more, if Xie Qingyao becomes the next head of the Chen family, all the verbal and written criticism from this family will fall directly on Xie Yan.

If we can't kill Xie Qingyao today, we will leave him in the capital. There will always be a chance to kill him in the future.

As for Xu Mingyue, if his two sons couldn't get him, they would naturally use more despicable methods to force Xu Mingyue to bow her head.

Xie Yan stood up from the dragon chair and helped Chen Hong up: "Why is Taifu doing this? Qingyao is my nephew, so I naturally want to save him."

"When I asked just now, I just felt pity for Mingyue, a little girl who had a rough life, and wanted to be nicer to her. Since the master hopes that Mingyue will heal Qingyao, I should be kind to her."

"Old minister, thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Chen Hong bent down and handed over his hands, but his face showed no joy in achieving his wish.

Like Xu Mingyue, it was just a risky attempt he made to save Xie Qingyao.

Xie Yan helped Xu Mingyue up again and warned: "Mingyue saved many people today, but Qingyao's identity is more valuable than the people you saved in the past, so you must be careful."

"Whenever you are unable to do anything, you can enter the palace in time. I will definitely arrange for the imperial doctor to support you."

"The Queen and I have never diminished our love for you. If one day someone takes your reputation for granted, Tianjia will always be your retreat."

The full moon peeked out from the dark clouds, and hatred and blood cut the reunion into pieces and turned it into loneliness.

The palace, which had been in chaos all day, slowly returned to calm.

After coming out of Changle Palace, the noble ladies did not see any wreckage on the palace road, but the palace maids and eunuchs who were still kneeling on the ground to wipe the blood on the road at such an hour also made their feet feel cold.

After walking some distance, they saw some imperial guards and secret guards returning from the palace gate.

These people were not injured, but the mud and leaves on their bodies made these nobles guess what these people had experienced not long ago.

As we get closer and closer to the palace gate, we see more and more guards, so many that these courtiers completely understand that the guards guarding the palace today are estimated to be less than one-tenth of those in the past.

If Xie Yan could hold on a little longer, Xie Qingyao might really die in this palace today.

But this did not prevent the Manchu civil and military forces from fearing Xie Qingyao.

What is more terrifying than real swords and guns in this city of power is the means used to seize power.

And Xie Qingyao, who has both cultivation strength and means, is the god of death who has returned from purgatory.

But what makes the nobles of the Imperial City even more frightened is that they are all more or less related to this murderous god.

In this imperial city, starting from tonight, more and more people will have sleepless nights.

The moon reaches the sky, the blood on the ground has been wiped away by the palace people, and the debris on the ground has been thrown into mass graves. The palace is once again so clean that not a trace of blood can be seen.

With beautiful faces and white bones, covered with gold and jade, the world's eyes can only see blooming flowers, and can only see people doing whatever they want under the blessing of power.

"Father, the imperial guards and secret guards are back. Why can't we kill Xie Qingyao now?"

"For killing so many people, shouldn't he pay with his life?"

After asking two questions in succession, Xie Yan turned to look at Xie Chongyu and slapped Xie Chongyu directly on his cheek, leaving a clear slap mark.

"Xie Chongyu, if you can't keep your temper, you will lose the support of the people. If you lose the support of the people, how can you maintain a stable position in this country?"

Ignoring Xie Chongyu's shock at being slapped, Xie Yan slowly turned around and explained:

"Today he came alone, without any troops, to seek justice with me and with the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. He was intimidated by iron and blood, and complained and pitied himself behind. This made the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty feel that they were indebted to him. I, How can we kill him today?"

Xie Yan wanted to kill, Xie Yan tried, but he failed.

After he failed, he lost the courage to take the risk again.

Today's Xie Qingyao is a sharp blade hanging over Xie Yan's head. He is afraid that Xie Qingyao will ignore him and really stab him with this sharp blade.

As long as the person in his hands comes back for a moment, Xie Qingyao will definitely die today!

"What's more, the people he killed today were all the same people who massacred the East Palace in the past, retaliation for retaliation. Who would think of punishing him under this debt?"

"The people in the world don't know that I took this country from his hands, but no one in the civil and military circles of the dynasty knows it."

"If I kill him today, I will not only slaughter all the courtiers in the palace, but also the Chen family in Lu County."

Xie Yan looked at Xie Chongyu and comforted him: "Yu'er, you have to remember that without the courtiers and the people, there will be no control, no power, and no way to do whatever you want."

Xie Chongyu and Xie Chongan heard this view for the first time in their lives.

It's strange, but it seems to make some sense.

After walking forward for a while, Xie Chongan asked: "Father, how should Xu Mingyue treat his son?"

Xie Chongan, who at this moment was still trying to point out Xie Chongyu's mistakes, completely angered Xie Yan.

He suddenly turned around and landed two fierce slaps on Xie Chongan's face:

"A fellow mother, you saw your brother doing such inappropriate things. Not only did you not know how to stop him, but you actually added fuel to the flames. Is there anyone in this world who is as big a brother as you?"

"Look at the people in the Duke's family. Who is not protecting his Yaomei at the risk of his life? I won't compare you with the late emperor. Even if you compare with Xu Mingqing, you are far behind."

Xie Chongan was a little confused after receiving these two slaps, but after a moment, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The late emperor was kind to his younger brother, and protected him despite the palace's intrigues.

But, didn’t this younger brother finally take the butcher knife and kill his brother and sister-in-law under the temptation of power and desire?

When these words came out of Xie Yan's mouth, it was truly ridiculous.

"If you two brothers hadn't forced Xu Mingyue to such an extent today, how could the Zhenguo Government choose to protect Xie Qingyao during the battle?"

"How come Xu Mingyue doesn't even care about her reputation and insists on saving Xie Qingyao?"

Question after question, Xie Yan vented his anger on his two sons, and his heart felt a little relieved.

Xie Yan suddenly revealed some extravagant thoughts: "The only thing I hope for now is that Xu Mingyue's medical skills are only enough to treat minor illnesses such as bleeding and heat stroke, but cannot cure Xie Qingyao's riddled body at all."

Only in this way can Xie Yan's reasons for sitting on the throne be indestructible.

Thinking of Xie Yan and Zhao Ying's favoritism over the years, and thinking of how he was slapped tonight even though he was right, the resentment in Xie Chong'an's heart began to grow crazily.

Xie Yan didn't want his son, so why did he still think about the so-called family love?

He didn't care about this family relationship, he felt unhappy, why could Xie Yan be happy?

"Father, the prescription for the Deshui Plague that greatly reduced the number of casualties was invented by Xu Mingyue. She is also known as the Little Medicine King among the people."

So, Xie Qingyao can’t die.

So, Xie Yan’s expectations were disappointed.

Maybe, Xie Chongan will join forces with Xie Qingyao in the future to take back everything that belongs to him.

Xie Yan locked Xie Chongan's neck fiercely: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"