Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

Song Huaijin is the only heir of Qinglian. Once he dies, Qinglian and Beiqing will inevitably engage in a bloody battle!

Dongfang Qinglian is a thousand-year-old country. No country on this continent dares to provoke it. If this war is to be fought, it will definitely be a war to the death to destroy the country!

Si Jingli couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel distressed for Chu Shitong.

After years of hard planning, everything was ruined by this incident.

Is she going to face the fact that Qinglian will destroy the country as soon as she ascends the throne and become the eternal sinner of Beiqing?

"Tong'er..."

Si Jingli rushed to Chu Shitong's side and saw that she looked like her soul was sucked out of her. For a moment he felt as if she was dead!

"Tong'er! Cheer up, it's not your fault!"

Si Jingli hugged her and tried to comfort her with simple words, but no matter what he said, Chu Shitong did not move at all, as if she was a dull and numb puppet, hanging by a string.

She seemed dead.

His eyes were dim and there was a dead silence in them. He couldn't even move as he held Song Huaijin's body.

Si Jingli felt extremely heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

I could only comfort him and pray continuously, even though my lips were almost broken, but Chu Shitong didn't respond at all.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the palace that was burned by fire finally collapsed.

The ground was littered with broken limbs and bloodstains covered by snow leaves, soaking through and dyeing the entire winter red.

Master Chu Tong felt that life was worse than death and stared blankly at the sky.

Tears of helplessness streamed down his face.

She hadn't shed tears for more than ten years, but today, it seemed as if she was destined to pay back all the tears accumulated over the years at once.

She finally broke into the imperial palace and killed her enemy, but she didn't expect that Chu Shixuan had already known that she was a woman.

What she didn't expect was that Chu Shixuan had already fallen deeply in love with her.

No one can accept this.

She hated it for so many years, but in the end it was all in vain.

Chu Shixuan died, Song Huaijin died, and she was about to die too.

The throne she had longed for finally fell into her hands at this moment, but the price was that she became a sinner for all eternity, and she would never be able to turn over a new leaf, and countless misunderstandings would never be resolved.

Chu Shitong felt as if there was a knife hanging in the sky, the rope could break at any time, and the sharp blade could fall down and cut her into two pieces.

Her ears were filled with countless people's advice, but she never listened...

The premonition I had always had finally came true.

This jinx finally killed everyone...

The palace was silent and there was no celebration of the successful abdication.

Frost and snow covered everything, trying to conceal the brutal killings that took place here. Dead silence was the only joy.

A short figure squeezed in from the soldiers at the door and ran towards Chu Shitong.

Qin Wei hesitated for a moment, but still followed Chu Shitong's instructions and kicked the man away when he was about to reach Chu Shitong.

The young body flew up in the snow like a kite with a broken string, and rolled among the corpses on the ground.

"Brother Emperor..."

It was a very low call.

“Mianmian!!”

A woman's heart-wrenching cries were heard from the palace gate.

Huipin staggered to Chu Shi Chaolu's side, hugged her as she was dying, and cried bitterly.

"Mianmian, why are you so stupid? What are you doing here? Didn't mother tell you not to go out today?"

Si Jingli never expected that Qin Wei would dare to show his hand to Chu Shichao. He was stunned for a moment, then shook Chu Shichao's shoulders.

"Chu Shitong, something happened again..."

At this moment, he completely empathized with Chu Shitong's feelings.

Everything was getting worse without warning! Everything was heading towards despair and destruction!

He didn't even know how to say it.

Amidst her countless painful thoughts, Chu Shitong seemed to hear someone calling her.

The voice seemed to come from a young child, intermittent and weak.

She woke up from the chaos and looked at everything in front of her. The snow almost covered Song Huaijin's face completely. She wiped the blood off his face with trembling hands, as if doing so could bring him back to life.

But his fingers were stiff and his bones were frozen. When the frost touched Song Huaijin, he was also cold. Only the tears flowing from his eyes were hot and painful.

"Brother Emperor..."

I heard that voice again.

Chu Shitong woke up as if from a dream and looked in the direction of the voice in a daze.

Somewhat familiar.

It seems to be Huipin. What is she doing while holding Chu Shi Chaolu? Is she crying?

"Brother Emperor..."

There was blood on the corners of Master Chu's mouth and chin, and he stretched out his hand towards her weakly.

Chu Shitong was stunned for a moment, and felt that everything before his eyes was like a dream.

She must be crazy to see these two people under such circumstances. The palace is so dangerous. If the palace gates had not been closed, the palace maids and eunuchs would have run away long ago. How could the two of them be here?

Si Jingli said: "The Eighth Princess just broke in, and seemed to be looking for you, but Qin Wei kicked her away..."

Chu Shitong trembled all over, stood up suddenly, fell in a pool of blood, and then stubbornly climbed up with his frozen hands and feet, and walked to Chu Shichaolu with difficulty.

"Brother Seventh Emperor..."

Master Chu Chaolu gave her a tired smile, his white teeth were stained with blood. He raised his arm tremblingly, and seemed to be holding something in his hand to give her.

If it were in the past, Chu Shitong would definitely not have taken it, and would have been somewhat suspicious of what was in her hand.

But at this moment, she almost lost the ability to think and subconsciously stretched out her hand.

Her clenched palm loosened, and a purse fell into her hand.

Chu Shitong stared at his purse, frozen in place.

Master Chu said to Zhaolu: "Seventh brother, Mianmian finally sees you... The silkworms that Mianmian raised have grown up, and she promised to make a purse for you, but after the purse was made, Mianmian couldn't find you... How come you disappeared for so long, making it so hard for Mianmian to find you..."

"Mianmian..."

The sound was so soft that even Chu Shitong couldn't hear his own voice.

Chu Shi Chaolu leaned in Huipin's arms and said, "Fortunately...Mianmian found you..."

She closed her eyes.

At this moment, tens of thousands of memory scenes frantically emerged in her mind, as if countless pop-up windows jumped out one after another and tried their best to appear in front of her.

——Seventh brother, I have raised several silkworms recently. Mother said that when they grow up, I will be able to use the silk to weave cloth. Can I weave a purse for you then?

——Okay, then I will wait for the money to come.

The palace banquet was filled with warm wine and laughter.

A snowflake passed by my eyes.

Chu Shitong held the warm purse in his hand, the crooked silk cloth, the clumsy knitting, the childish embroidery, and looked at Chu Shichaolu's gradually pale face again.

She stood helpless and confused in the snow, wishing the snow would bury her at this moment.

"I am guilty, please punish me, Your Highness."

Qin Wei came to her side without her knowing when.

Chu Shitong shed tears, fiercely tugged at his collar, and asked painfully: "Who told you to kill her... Who told you to do it!"

Qin Wei had no complaints and never tried to make excuses for his mistakes.

"I am guilty, please punish me, Your Highness."

Although he didn't say it, Chu Shitong understood it in his heart.

Everything Qin Wei did was because of her, for her, and based on all her words.

Being put in such a cruel situation, she didn't know who to blame.

Several men took out the jade seal and presented it to Chu Shitong.

"Your Highness, the imperial seal is here."

Looking at the jade seal with a dragon seal engraved on it, Chu Shitong was stunned for a long time and did not reach out his hand.

As long as she takes over the imperial seal, she will officially ascend the throne.

No one could stop her anymore.

Enduring countless pains and heaviness, the anger in her heart finally seemed to have a way to vent. She took the jade seal, and Qin Wei's voice suddenly rang in her ears.

He knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed to himself.

"Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

In an instant, thousands of people knelt down and worshiped, reaching the sky.

“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”

“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”

“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”

Everyone was kneeling and bowing to her, Qin Wei, Si Jingli, the soldiers, and even Concubine Hui, whose daughter had just died.

But she did not feel the slightest joy about succeeding to the throne. When she looked down, she saw only corpses lying on the ground.

Finally, the dream came true. But at this moment, she seemed to be floating in the sky, without any sense of reality. Instead, she was dizzy from the stimulation of the sound that broke through the clouds, and the pain was like a mountain falling, and her body suddenly fell down.

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"How can the Seventh Prince be allowed to ascend the throne? Isn't His Royal Highness the Cold Prince still alive? Regardless of whether it is legitimate or illegitimate, it is not her turn to be the emperor!"

"Chu Shitong is heartless and ungrateful, collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. If we allow such a person to ascend the throne, won't Beiqing be doomed?"

"A criminal like her deserves to be tied up and sent to Qinglian, where the Qinglian Emperor will cut her into pieces to vent his hatred!"

"She colluded with Prince Si, and the hundreds of thousands of troops in Quanzhou obeyed her. Who dared to say no? It's a pity that King Yuan's fame in his lifetime ended up under the sword of such a person."

"Prince Si is also a fool. He was fooled by her words and even gave away the military power of Quanzhou. He actually used such despicable means to seize the throne. It is really despicable."

The civil and military officials in the palace were talking about it and scoffed at the fact that Chu Shitong was about to ascend the throne.

This was the first morning court session in seven days following the bloodbath in the imperial palace.

The dragon throne was empty, and it was obvious that the owner of the chair had not arrived yet.

It was the first time that the Marquis of Zhenguo took the initiative to attend court after arriving in the capital. Standing among the civil and military officials, he remained silent for a long time when he heard these people insulting Chu Shitong.

Chu Shihan stood in the front of all the ministers, and his face turned pale when he heard their blatant words.

The ministers who once stood on Chu Shitong's side seemed to be isolated by the other officials. They looked down on her, and also looked down on those who followed her.

The dragon chariot slowly stopped at the palace gate, and a figure walked down from the gauze curtain.

She was tall and graceful, with a dragon crown on her head. Her bright yellow robe was embroidered with a pattern of a soaring sea dragon. Her sleeves were blown high by the wind under the surging golden waves at the corners of her robe. Her dark eyebrows were matched with her amber eyes, and her amber pupils sparkled with a cold and sharp light.

When she entered the hall, it instantly fell silent.

It was not because of her powerful aura and majesty, but because although she was wearing a dragon robe, she was dressed like a woman.

All the civil and military officials were stunned. They could never accept the fact that Chu Shitong had come into the public eye in such a high-profile manner as a woman!

Several respected old ministers were so angry that they couldn't help but ask questions together.

"Your Highness Prince Qi! You are actually a woman? How can you be qualified to sit on the dragon throne? Hurry up and get up!"

Chu Shitong leaned against the dragon chair, his movements lazy and casual, but his eyes were dead silent.

"Why can't women sit on the throne?"

If her cold voice had a pleasant aura before, now her voice is just icy cold. But listening to that voice, one feels a chill all over the body.

The old minister said angrily: "Of course a woman cannot do this! You deceived the late emperor for several years as a woman, which is a capital crime! Now you even dream of ascending the throne? Do you think all our civil and military officials are dead?!"

"You can die."

Chu Shitong propped up his chin, his expression indifferent, and said: "If you are willing, I will order you all to be killed now."

"Bah!" The old minister pointed at her and cursed: "Are you worthy of being called 'I'?! Has anyone recognized you as the emperor?! Stop being so sentimental here. Are all the men in Beiqing dead? It's your turn as a woman to be the emperor!"

Chu Shitong sneered: "Then isn't it still me, a woman, who sits on the throne now?"

Many ministers could not help but flock to Chu Shihan, regarding him as the only straw that could bring down Chu Shitong.

"Your Highness Prince Han, the national mourning has not yet ended. Who can tolerate the crime committed by Prince Qi in deceiving the emperor? Are you going to watch her, a sinner through the ages, become the new emperor of Qing? Can the spirit of the late emperor in heaven tolerate such a humiliation?"

Chu Shihan barely came back to his senses after being shocked to find out that Chu Shitong was a woman.

He came back to his senses, looked at Chu Shitong, and was speechless for a moment.

Chu Shitong looked down at him and said, "You'd better not get involved in this matter, otherwise I will kill you."

Chu Shihan paused and lowered his eyes silently.

He agreed without saying a word, and the others immediately went wild.

The hall was instantly filled with obscene language and insults.

There were even many ministers who questioned whether the Marquis of Zhenguo had known about this for a long time, and therefore deliberately allowed Si Jingli to collude with Chu Shitong in order to help Chu Shitong take power and try to control the government of Beiqing.

Mu Jingfeng was so angry after hearing these words. Not only was he angry, he was also shocked that Chu Shitong dared to declare her gender so brazenly at this critical moment.

Chu Shitong looked at a group of people in the hall who were jumping up and down in anger, and suddenly felt that this huge court was no different from a vegetable market from the emperor's perspective. The only difference was that she was a minister below before, and now she was the emperor.

The civil and military officials in the hall were still arguing. Chu Shitong was lazily playing with the jade seal and imperial edict on the table. Qin Wei, who was sitting next to the dragon throne, spoke coldly.

"Today, your majesty will discuss the coronation ceremony. If any officials have any objections, they can stand up and speak individually."

The most angry old minister jumped out first.

"What do you mean by 'Your Majesty'? The coronation ceremony hasn't even taken place yet. How can she sit on the throne and be the emperor?!"

Qin Wei's figure disappeared from the platform in an instant, and appeared in front of the old minister the next second, chopping off his head with one knife.

Blood splattered all over the hall, and all officials were shocked and terrified.

Chu Shitong was so bold as to try to force them to agree in this way?

Qin Wei shook the blood off the knife and looked around.

"Who has any objections?"