The eldest princess is obsessed with rebellion, but there are six male protagonists

Lu Hong suspected that he had heard it wrong. Was she talking about "I"?

Her word "I" was like a thunderclap that almost smashed him to pieces.

Su Fengyi looked at him with a smile:

"You heard it right. You are the first one to hear it."

Her smile looks so gentle, yet so scary.

Lu Hong retreated halfway, but the two of them were connected hands, so when he retreated, she advanced, and he had no way to retreat.

Lu Hong's mind was buzzing, and he asked:

"he?"

Su Fengyi admitted:

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, he is in there."

Lu Hong felt that his brain had turned into a mess, or a lump of wood, and he couldn't think straight at all. He asked again:

"you?"

There was some movement from the Pei family caravan under the city gate. Su Fengyi did not answer immediately, but looked down.

Pei family's legal advisor's negotiations with the city gate guards went smoothly, and the guards had let them pass.

The "funeral" procession slowly passed through the city gate, one car after another winding its way, as if a giant black dragon was rushing to its burial place.

Su Fengyi pulled Lu Hong to the other side of the city gate and watched in silence the giant dragon that was gradually moving away.

It was not until the last carriage of the Pei family passed by that Su Fengyi said:

"Lu Hong, I don't want to lie to you. Although I didn't do this, it's not completely unrelated to me. I can even say that I condoned and acquiesced to this matter."

The expression on Lu Hong's face looked as if he had suffered a great shock and was completely at a loss.

In the past, every time the emperor and the eldest princess quarreled, he could always figure out the crux of the problem and slowly coax them into peace.

But this time, the two of them broke up completely, and he had no way to coax them back to their old ways.

He thought that he should immediately go down the city gate, chase out of the city, and stop the team, but the eldest princess did not move, and the silk in the hands of the two men represented her will.

That's her saying, no.

Lu Hong looked at her pleadingly:

"Let him change it."

Lu Hong begged Su Fengyi to give the emperor a chance to change, but Su Fengyi remained unmoved and unshakable.

At the highest point in this world, the supreme ruler, there can only be one person, only one, there can be no coexistence.

Now that she has come here, the fight for imperial power is a life-and-death battle with no way out.

Looking at the black dragon going away, Su Fengyi's smile was like a god, the most affectionate, yet the most ruthless, she replied softly:

"Lu Hong, do you think I am standing here because he is such a jerk? Of course this is one of the reasons. But the fundamental reason is that I like the throne very much and want it very much.

I tell you this because I chose you to accompany me on this journey. If you are willing to support me, that's great, but if you are not willing, you have no choice but to accept my arrangement. Otherwise, I will have to kill you. Do you understand?"

Imperial power, the supreme power in the world, can decide the life and death of countless people with just a few words and a smile. It is indeed fascinating.

Having made up her mind, Su Fengyi is determined to get it.

Because she could no longer tolerate someone imposing a will that did not belong to her on her, whether it was the will of the God of Plot or the will of imperial power.

She wants the story of this world to develop only according to her will, and she decides the future.

She wanted to seize the imperial power that was pressing down on her into her own hands, put it into her pocket, and make it the imperial power itself.

Anyone in this world who dares to threaten her shall die!

Seeing that Lu Hong seemed frightened by her words, Su Fengyi touched his face again, kissed the corner of his mouth, untied the silk in her and his hands, and smiled softly in his ear:

"I'm just trying to scare you. I like you very much and don't want you to die. I won't kill you. Don't worry, he's just gone, not dead. Maybe one day, he will come back, and then I will be the one to die.

In fact, there is no need for a day. If you go and get him back now, you are forced by me. You will be fine. If he comes back, I will be the only one who dies. Go ahead."

Su Fengyi asked Lu Hong to leave, but Lu Hong stood there and did not move.

The pain in his eyes was so obvious, it was hard to decide.

Su Fengyi pushed him again:

"Go."

Then Su Fengyi ignored him and walked towards the city gate, found the carriage they had come in, and said to Dangui:

"Go to Fanlou."

There were two people going up, but only one person coming down. Dangui didn't ask a single question about such a strange thing. She just pulled the reins, gave a hoot, and was about to leave.

However, Lu Hong came running down from the city gate with big strides, held the reins and stopped the carriage from moving.

Su Fengyi lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at him expressionlessly, and said nothing.

Lu Hong also looked at her and handed the other end of the silk tied on his hand to her.

Su Fengyi just looked at him like that, neither taking his silk nor speaking a word.

Lu Hong's expression was as if he was about to cry. He passed the silk to her again pitifully and forced it into her hand:

"I don't want you to die."

Lu Hong is the emperor's knife and the biggest obstacle to his actions. If you were to ask who in the world wants the emperor to live well the most, it would be Lu Hong, no doubt about it.

If you want to touch the emperor, you must touch Lu Hong and break this knife.

But Su Fengyi didn't want to break him, she hoped he could live and accompany her all the way, so she could only lock him up, there was no other way.

Now, Lu Hong made his choice. He chose her and chose to be locked up by her.

The emperor lost the knife in his hand.

Su Fengyi finally took the silk, held the silk, led Lu Hong into the carriage, then pressed him against the wall of the carriage and kissed him hard.

Dangui drove the horse to Fanlou. In the shaking and bumpy carriage, Su Fengyi felt the tears on Lu Hong's face. She kissed his face gently, trying to relieve his pain, but his tears flowed more and more.

Su Fengyi hugged him, letting his pain stain her clothes and flow into her heart.

What flows through my heart is a bitter taste.

Goodbye, brother.

……

Dangui drove the carriage to Fanlou, and before it stopped, a man jumped out from the side. It was He Hongfei, who invited his brothers to drink in Fanlou today.

Although he was drinking, He Hongfei was wearing soft armor and was fully armed, with his hand on the knife at his waist, dressed as if he was going to the battlefield.

She rushed over, lifted the carriage curtain and shouted:

"The convoy has been gone for such a long time, why did Your Highness just come? I have been waiting for a long time. If you are any later, someone will be killed to silence him..."

Halfway through his speech, He Hongfei saw the two people hugging each other in the carriage, raised his eyebrows, whistled, and then laughed nonchalantly:

"No, Your Highness, isn't it too early to favor the harem now?"

Su Fengyi let go of Lu Hong and asked He Hongfei:

"Is everyone gathered?"

He Hongfei smiled very proudly:

"Of course I have to. I have a lot of connections. For something like this, I have to involve them all one by one and catch them all in one fell swoop."