After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"Tong Guoan, no matter what you say, you actually value Li Yue'er more than the emperor. How can you make the emperor think? How can you make the emperor trust your loyalty again?"

Tong Guoan listened to Li Shiliu's heart-piercing words, his face turned pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. Although he had been trying to pretend to be calm, his heart had already been shattered by these words.

"I...I didn't!"

Tong Guoan shouted at the top of his lungs, but his voice was obviously trembling and guilty. No matter how he argued, he could not hide the fact in his heart that he was unwilling to admit - he really regarded Li Yue'er as more important than the emperor.

Li Shiliu looked at him coldly, her eyes full of contempt and ridicule: "Tong Guoan, at this point, you still don't want to face reality? Everyone knows what you have done.

Do you think the emperor doesn't know what you are thinking?

How can you not make the emperor suspicious if you act like this? "

Tong Guoan's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

He stared at Li Shiliu with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to find a trace of pity or a chance of improvement in her eyes. But Li Shiliu's eyes were always cold and firm, not giving him any hope at all.

"it's all my fault……"

Tong Guoan muttered to himself, and he seemed to have lost all his strength and slowly collapsed to the ground. He held his head with both hands and began to sob bitterly, and his cries echoed in the empty palace, sounding particularly desolate.

Looking back, Tong Guoan once enjoyed great success.

Tong Guoan, relying on his status as the uncle of the Jiade Emperor, was able to call the shots in the court and hold a high position. Years of pampered life had gradually made him lose himself, and he began to become arrogant and look down on others. He always thought that even if he occasionally made some mistakes, the emperor would definitely think of their family relationship and let him off.

However, reality is cruel and merciless. When his behavior finally touched the bottom line of the emperor, everything was irreversible. The glory and status he once had disappeared like a passing cloud, leaving only endless regret and pain.

“Wuwuwu… Why, why did it turn out like this…”

Tong Guoan cried and blamed himself.

He knew that he had brought this upon himself and could not blame anyone else. However, it was too late to regret now, as he had already ruined his future and destiny with his own hands.

Tong Guoan was lying on the cold, hard ground like a leaf in the wind, his body trembling constantly, as if he was about to be buried at any moment. His originally straight spine was now bent into a bow, and he looked so miserable.

Nanyang Yao, who was standing aside, watched all this with an expressionless face and cold eyes, without showing the slightest sympathy.

"Master Tong, please don't cry so quickly. You know, if you shed all your tears now, what will you do next?"

Nanyang Yao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Tong Guoan suddenly raised his head, looked at Nan Yangyao with horror, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...what do you mean?"

Nanyang Yao crossed his arms and answered nonchalantly, "I just said it literally.

Lord Tong, you have instigated the Third Prince to abdicate and usurp the throne. This is a serious taboo!

Now the emperor is furious. The Third Prince is the emperor's biological son after all. Compared with his own flesh and blood, you, as his uncle, may have to stand aside.

And the emperor has already said that in this case of forcing the emperor to abdicate, you, Master Tong, can only be identified as the sole mastermind!"