I'm still so majestic

Yan Zhou's complexion was ugly, and his sullen face was about to explode.

"Why do you think Yun Muzhi went to such lengths to help you? Because you are a useful person? A joke?" Yan Ji smiled disdainfully: "Yun Muzhi used you to attack the court and kill the trustworthy people around me. Pull away."

"Now that Fu Zhihuai is out of Beijing, He Ji will definitely have a rift with him because of Fu Xingzhang's affairs. Your goal has been accomplished, and your power is gone. What you have achieved is not enough to fail. Your soldiers and horses are also at the disposal of Yun Muzhi. Tell me , what value do you have?"

Yan Zhou gritted his teeth.

"Not to mention, now that the Nine Kingdoms are in chaos, Yun Muzhi is tightly trapped on He Ji's side, do you think he can get away?" Yan Ji sneered: "Don't be naive, you and I know what He Ji is capable of, let alone He still has 30 loyal and brave men from my Daqi, how will he dispatch reinforcements? Are you sure that there are still your soldiers and horses outside the capital? Don't be stupid."

"……I do not believe."

Yan Ji also expected that he would say this, so he didn't refute him, and looked out of the window: "It's almost the time of Hai."

Those four words were enough to make Yan Zhou change his face, because he and Yun Muzhi had calculated and set the time to break the city, which was Haishi!

He lowered his head, but he couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes. For a moment, suddenly seeing a bright yellow in front of his eyes, Yan Ji sat down gracefully in front of him, and said slowly, "No hurry, I will wait with you."

Yan Zhou froze for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

There was silence all around, and the sound of the wind occasionally leaked in through the window, and instantly scattered around without leaving a sound.

Yan Zhou leaned against the wall, and when it was obviously very important, he felt sleepy for some reason, and slowly fell asleep.Half awake and half asleep, he suddenly heard the bell of the city tower, and instantly woke up and opened his eyes. Yan Ji stood up at some point, looked down at him, and said in a calm tone, "It's time for Hai."

Yan Zhou clenched his hands and tensed his body to listen to the movement outside.

All sounds are silent.

Yan Ji didn't speak, just looked at his nervous look.Time passed slowly in the silence, one quarter, two quarters, three quarters... Yan Zhou's body collapsed more and more tightly, and finally became extremely tense when the bell outside the city rang again, and then collapsed instantly.

"It's time." Yan Ji said softly, "One hour has passed, and Yun Muzhi won't come."

He laughed lowly, took a step closer, and before Yan Zhou could react, he said, "Now, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Yan Zhou lagged behind.

"Beheading, poisoning, strangulation...these are all too common." Yan Ji narrowed his eyes, leaned down and slowly approached him: "What do you think of Ling Chi? Use the thinnest blade to cut your flesh and blood bit by bit Cut off layer by layer, Lin Yin's technique is very delicate, you won't die after cutting off all the flesh, and it must be good to watch yourself turn into bones little by little."

"Or how about skinning? The separation of skin and flesh will be unforgettable forever, and it is also appropriate to burn people. It is exciting to think about watching your own flesh and blood turn to ashes with a copper grid, but I think you should prefer pumping intestines. Then I will definitely I will choose the strongest bird of prey for you, so that I can live up to your dignity. By the way, I forgot. There is also cooking torture, so don’t be too ordinary. The princess is now grounded in the palace, why not just throw it into this boiling water and hot oil , how about letting Uncle Wang try it so that we can go on the road later?"

Speaking of his wife, Yan Zhou finally reacted, gritted his teeth and glared: "Yan Ji, how dare you?!"

Yan Ji smiled lightly.

He laughed, and the laughter rang in the empty dungeon. It slowly became heavy, hoarse, and hysterical. At the end of the laugh, the eyes were stained red.Yan Zhou looked into his eyes, was struck by the cruelty inside, and leaned back involuntarily. As soon as he moved, he saw Yan Ji slowly leaning down: "How dare I? Yan Zhou, have you experienced that? Is this a feeling? The feeling of standing in the flames, being burned all over, and slowly waking up from the pain, but unable to escape, and can only watch my skin burn and fall off, and gradually turn into ashes... Such a feeling, huh .”

He said, for a moment, it seemed that all the pains he had experienced in the past reappeared in front of his eyes, clearly and vividly, and the fire was so hot that his eyes were burning hot.

The heart is cold.

Yan Ji moved forward slowly, pushing Yan Zhou into a corner bit by bit: "Or after drinking the poisonous wine, I personally feel that the poisonous wine penetrates into every blood vessel in your body, and the internal organs are slowly corroded and turned into pieces. , Such pain, numbness from the pain, unable to move, the feeling that the blood all over the body is congealed on the ground, turning into ice, slowly becoming stiff together with the body... Yan Zhou, do you understand?"

The back is icy cold, and there is no way to retreat.

Yan Zhou raised his head and looked at Yan Ji in a daze. The latter approached him step by step, with ferocious eyes and a strange and wild smile on his mouth. In Yan Zhou's eyes, he looked like a deadly ghost who came from hell covered in blood and stepped on bones. Surrounded by countless innocent souls, howling and screaming, they will never stop dying.

He leaned against the wall tightly, his pupils shrunk into black dots because of fear, Yan Ji looked into his eyes deeply: "Of course you don't understand?"

The word three was hoarse and gloomy, as if it had been severely ground by finely crushed sand and stones. Yan Zhou wanted to speak, but his lips and teeth seemed to be sealed, trembling, and he couldn't say anything.Under the fear, his eyes looked at Yanji motionless, and after a long time, he saw a gentle smile on the corner of Yanji's mouth: "But, it doesn't matter."

"..."

He gently clung to Yan Zhou's ear, with a soft tone: "Don't worry, I'm not that cruel, I won't let you die, what do you think of Sihan Pass? Eight thousand miles away, it's frozen all the year round, I think it's possible It is also a good thing for Uncle Wang to live in peace."

Yan Ji was shocked: "You can't do this! This king is the only prince of Daqi, and he will live and die in the capital. This king..."

Before he could finish his words, he slowly choked into his throat under Yan Ji's icy gaze.

Yan Ji looked at him coldly, the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth was gradually stained with cruelty, but his voice was still soft: "Those are all in the past, decades of years, enough for you to remember for the rest of your life...Uncle Wang, go at ease Well, remember to live well, I will let you watch how Daqi unifies the universe little by little in a miserable place, and glorifies all directions."

Yan Ji smiled and straightened up: "Goodbye, Uncle Wang."

Yan Zhou's eyes were dull, and when he heard this, his eyes rolled in a daze.

Yan Ji didn't look at him again, turned around and left the cell door, the last bit of redness in his eyes disappeared, clear and light, still the same bright and sparkling peach blossom eyes as before.

So be it, Yanji thought.

From now on, the cold pass of eight thousand miles will be your destination.

On the third day of October in the first year of Daqitianhe, the lineage of Prince Duan was exiled to Sihanguan. The remaining involved beheaded 110 six people and relegated 320 four people. Prince Duan, there is no chance of making a comeback from now on.

In the evening after Yanzhou's exile, the eaves outside were drizzled, making it hazy and gloomy.

Yan Ji was not idle, and went to Baima Street in Kyoto with Xie Wenzhuo.Because the rain was not heavy and the outside was still bustling, the two of them walked slowly along the street, feeling a sense of tranquility.

Yan Ji said this to Xie Wenzhuo, and the latter smiled: "There will be many of you in this kind of life in the future, and I will spend it with you."

"This is what it should be." Yan Ji nodded of course, and suddenly saw a sugar seller's stall on the street, his eyes lit up, and he pulled Xie Wenzhuo over. The sugar seller was an old man, and Yan Ji didn't How to choose, took two at random, Xie Wenzhuo turned around after paying, a sugar figurine was stuffed into his mouth instantly, it melted in the mouth, very sweet.

He pinched it and looked at it. It was a scholar in a red wedding dress. He couldn't help laughing: "What's Your Majesty's?"

Yan Ji blushed.

Xie Wenzhuo raised his eyebrows, leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth, this was still on the street, Yan Ji was still a little embarrassed in broad daylight, lowered his head, Xie Wenzhuo quickly hid him while he was distracted The sugar man held it in his hand and looked at it.

It is a little lady who wears exactly the same as the daughter-in-law in its hand.

A bright smile suddenly appeared in Xie Wenzhuo's eyes.

With red ears, Yan Ji reached out and snatched the sugar figurine over: "I took it wrong, I'm not a little lady... The little lady should belong to you, change it back quickly."

"Your Majesty is certainly not a little lady." Xie Wenzhuo handed him the candy figurine in his hand without taking it, lowered his head to touch Yan Ji's forehead, and said in a gentle voice, "You are the one I like, The one I want to spend my life with, the one I can't get enough of, the best... my lord."

This love story is so su and flirtatious.

Yan Ji only felt that his heart was hotter than his ears, so he didn't start: "Can't we talk about this kind of thing after we go home?"

Xie Wenzhuo laughed and held his hand: "Then, shall we go home?"

Yan Ji acted as though I was in a difficult situation, but seeing you being so sincere, I reluctantly agreed to it, held Xie Wenzhuo's hand behind his back, and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, took the sugar figurine and continued to walk towards Miyagi. Before reaching Miyagi, they saw a woman kneeling upright in the distance, her body precarious in the wind and rain.

This person is no stranger to them, he is Yan Zhou's first wife, Zhou Mengjun.

Yan Zhou committed the crime of treason, and the accomplices may be beheaded or exiled. Even if the relatives are innocent, they cannot escape if they are too close. Unexpectedly, she had reconciled with Zhou Mengjun half a year ago, and had found a way out for her in advance.

This is probably the only thing about Yan Zhou that Yan Ji recognizes.

"How is this going?"

The commander of the imperial army saluted: "Your Majesty, she arrived early this morning and said she was going to face the saint, so she would not leave no matter what, this..."

Yan Ji frowned, and walked to Zhou Mengjun's side. The latter saw him, his face was overjoyed, and as soon as he moved, his body trembled suddenly, his face turned pale, and then he passed out like this.

This came too suddenly, Zhou Mengjun was a weak woman, Yanji would not just watch her faint and ignore her, and simply took her back to the palace to be proclaimed as an imperial physician, and he would treat her as a good deed for several generations.This time it was Imperial Physician Zheng who came, and he was a little surprised when he saw that it was Zhou Mengjun, and this surprise was even worse after he felt her pulse.

Yan Ji looked at him from the sidelines: "What's wrong?"

Imperial physician Zheng hesitated for a moment, paused, gritted his teeth and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, it's Ximai, who is already pregnant in May."