The whole world thinks that I am trying to usurp the throne

Yan Xun was reviewing memorials in the Wenshu Studio. He had reviewed about ten books. He put down the ink brush in his hand and looked up at the blue sky outside. It has snowed a few times, but this year, for some reason, the heat has not dissipated, and it is still a little stuffy in winter clothes.

Yan Xun's close servant Luo Yinggong said: "Does Your Majesty want to eat?"

"No need." Yan Xun waved his hand and said, "You go and see if the queen mother is ready to eat."

Luo Ying went away in response to the sound, but before she stepped out of the imperial study room, a person rushed up to her face, she saw that it was the Empress Dowager Han, Luo Ying should have turned to avoid it, but she saw that the Empress Dowager Han looked crazy, without her usual noble and reserved, The silk is messy, the makeup is dirty, and the eyes are full of resentment.

He heard the servant who was chasing up from behind say again and again: "The empress dowager, the empress dowager, please don't disturb your majesty." Then he stood in front of the empress dowager Han.

Seeing someone blocking the way, Empress Dowager Han raised her foot without hesitation and kicked Luo Ying out a mouthful of blood. Luo Ying fell to the ground, before she could get up, Empress Dowager Han had already reached Yan Xun's side.

Yan Xun raised his eyes, glanced at the Empress Dowager Han, and said expressionlessly, "I have seen the Empress Dowager."

Seeing Yan Xun's dying appearance, Queen Mother Han grabbed his upper arm and ordered: "Let everyone in the Han family go."

"Let everyone in the Han family go?" Yan Xun seemed to have heard a very funny joke, the corners of his lips moved, and he smiled, "Why do you want to let everyone in the Han family go?"

Empress Dowager Han said eagerly: "They are your direct maternal grandfather, direct maternal grandmother, direct relative..."

"My first uncle, my first aunt, my first cousin, my first cousin, and my first cousin." Yan Xun interrupted, "They're making trouble and plotting to usurp the throne. They are determined not to stay. If you..."

Yan Xun Shiran stood up, stared at Queen Mother Han condescendingly, and said with a smile: "If you are reluctant, Queen Mother, you might as well go with them. Don't worry, I will not stop you. After you die , on your memorial day, Gu Ding will definitely burn paper money for you with his own hands, enough for you to enjoy in Huangquan."

Every word of this remark was heartbreaking, at first Empress Dowager Han thought that she had heard it wrong, but Yan Xun's eyes in front of her did not show any compassion, instead, she was filled with bloody evil spirit.

She stopped breathing for a moment, subconsciously exerted force on her fingers, the nails of her hands were extremely long, and the Danko on it was dazzlingly red, and in the next moment, that Danko was easily inserted into Yan Xun's upper right arm.

Yan Xun didn't feel any pain at all, and calmly said to the door: "It's noon?"

A waiter outside said: "It's noon."

Yan Xun nodded and said, "That's good."

Three days ago, Yan Xun took the members of the Han family out of Dali Temple, sentenced them to beheaded for public display, and executed at noon today.

Hearing the servant's words, the Empress Dowager Han trembled uncontrollably, the blood on her face faded away bit by bit until she was as pale as a ghost, she glared at Yan Xun sullenly, as if she wanted to tear Yan Xun to the bone immediately, Immediately afterwards, with one red lip, he said sharply: "Hurry up and send the decree to let everyone in the Han family go!"

"Where are the members of the Han family?" Yan Xun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm afraid they are ghosts of the Han family by now!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed the Queen Mother Han away and said loudly: "Please send the Queen Mother back soon."

The next moment, two guards came in and said in unison: "Please go, Queen Mother."

The Empress Dowager Han was pushed back a few steps by Yan Xun before she stood still. When she raised her head again, her eyes were filled with tears, and the tears kept streaming down. She was broken, but she was born more and more soul-stirring and glamorous. When she cried, she washed away the dirty makeup on her face, and her bare/exposed cheeks were full of color from crying. It's so pitiful and heartbreaking.

She ignored the two guards, walked towards Yan Xun weakly, and then raised her hand neatly.

Yan Xun grabbed Empress Dowager Han's hand, and said with a sneer, "Queen, do you want to kill the orphan? Gu persuaded the queen to rush to the execution ground quickly, lest those relatives of the orphan have no one to collect their bones and be eaten by wild dogs." Go, especially Uncle Gu Na."

Empress Dowager Han wanted to pull out her hand but couldn't, so she said sharply: "How could the Ai family give birth to such a sinful obstacle like you that kills your relatives!"

Yan Xun let go of his hand, turned his head, and said to the two guards: "Hurry up and send the queen mother to the execution ground to collect the bones."

The two guards quickly supported the Empress Dowager Han, and said in unison: "Observe the order."

Empress Dowager Han struggled endlessly, while struggling desperately, while cursing viciously: "Yan Xun, you will definitely die!"

Die badly?Yan Xun reluctantly moved the corner of his lower lip, and then pressed his lips together tightly. He already had a hard life, so why should he be afraid of a bad death?

Xiao Yuebai's figure seemed to appear in front of Yan Xun's eyes. In the illusory Xiao Yuebai looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes intently, clasped his waist with his hands, and enfolded his lips with his lips. The tip of the bright red tongue penetrated into his mouth and fiddled wantonly. When he was young, the right hand tentatively groped to his lower body and kneaded it maliciously. Then, it lingered on his backside again. Some poked without a hit.

Yan Xun closed the door tightly with messy steps, and then he couldn't help but leaned limply on the table. He bit his lower lip desperately. squeezed out.

Xiao Yuebai died in the white dew season, more than three years have passed since now, at first Yan Xun was overjoyed because Xiao Yuebai was not coerced by Xiao Yuebai, but it didn't take long before his heart ached. When the ashes of Xiao Yuebai's official uniform were broken, Yan Xun suddenly realized that the reason why he avoided Xiao Yuebai everywhere was because he didn't know when he was thinking about Xiao Yuebai. He never thought that he would violate When he fell in love with a man ethically, he subconsciously wanted to stay away from Xiao Yuebai, even further away.

That night, he fell asleep with the cloth bag containing Xiao Yuebai's ashes in his arms. He died in a tragic way, while he watched coldly from close by.

When he woke up the next day, he ordered someone to hollow out his usual jade pillow, and then grabbed a handful of ashes with his own hands. The ashes were much more well-behaved than their owner, and obediently flowed down his fingertips, falling to the ground. into the hollow in the center of the jade pillow.

Later, Xiao Yuebai's father traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to take Xiao Yuebai's ashes back. Yan Xun shamelessly took the ashes as his own. Let Father Xiao take a look.

In order to regain power, Yan Xun had to uproot Xiao Yuebai's forces rooted in the ruling and opposition parties, but because he had neither power nor money in his hands, he pretended not to know what the Han family was thinking, and used the hands of the Han family to kill Xiao Yuebai. Bai's remaining men and horses were all removed, and he became famous as a teacher. He issued an imperial edict enumerating Xiao Yuebai's ten crimes, and directly denounced Xiao Yuebai as the most treacherous official in the dynasty.

After getting rid of Xiao Yuebai's men, he began to deal with the Han family. After spending more than three years, he finally sent everyone in the Han family to the guillotine, except for his biological mother, Queen Mother Han, and the lingering sick bed. The old Han Shi only has the rough servants of the Han family.

Suddenly, a series of sounds abruptly pulled Yan Xun out of his memory.

Yan Xun stared blankly, only to see countless memorials falling to the ground and making a mess.

He leaned down, wanting to pick up the memorial, but found that his legs were weak, he actually had a passion/desire, it should have been born when he was just thinking about Xiao Yuebai.

Every time Xiao Yuebai kissed him before he was alive, he hated him so much, because he couldn't resist, he simply ignored him and let Xiao Yuebai move, but Xiao Yuebai never really took possession of his body, and he never even took off his clothes. At most, it was just messing with his mouth and groping his body lewdly.

At that time, Yan Xun hoped that Xiao Yuebai would die soon so as to escape Xiao Yuebai's invasion. Now, Xiao Yuebai has already died, and even his bones have been turned into ashes. , is really ironic.

Yan Xun smiled wryly for a while, trying to suppress the passion/desire, but the sudden passion/desire was unwilling to let him go easily, his legs became more and more weak, and the thing under his body supported him even more. A large piece of bright yellow brocade.

"Xiao Xiang...Xiao Yuebai...you are really hateful. You are dead and turned into a handful of ashes. Why don't you let me go?" Yan Xun murmured. few times.

He didn't know the severity of his hand, the object was in severe pain immediately, but because passion/desire prevailed over the pain, the object still leaked out after he kneaded it in a disorderly manner.

He stared down at the wet bright yellow brocade, closed his eyes, and called out almost silently: "Xiao Yuebai... Yuebai..."

After venting, Yan Xun's body had cooled down even though the aftertaste hadn't dissipated. He took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped his hands, then bent down and picked up the memorials scattered on the ground one by one.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Yan Xun wanted to speak, but found that his throat was dull and tight due to the smudge of passion/desire, so he cleared his throat, and asked after a long time, "What's the matter?"

Luo Ying from outside reported: "Your Majesty, it is reported that the Empress Dowager has passed out holding a head."

a head?It must be the head of my good uncle.

Yan Xun sneered: "Empress Mother likes to hug her, so let her do so. Empress Mother's daughter, don't go against her will."

Luo Ying agreed and passed Yan Xun's will to the servant who came to report.

After finishing speaking, Yan Xun turned around and went into the bedroom attached to Wen's study. He was sweating a little and was very sticky. He raised his hand to take off his clothes, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped it before changing into it again. A clean suit.

Afterwards, he took the fire pocket again, and set the changed clothes on fire.

White smoke curled up and diffused, surrounding him, forcing his eyes to hurt, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiao Yuebai...

Xiao Yuebai...