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Chapter 788 This makes him feel more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

He Jiuniang still used the method she had just used in the prince's palace, knocking everyone out with medicine, and then walked in openly.

After approaching, He Jiuniang fanned the air in front of her nose with her hands in disgust, and then put out the incense burner in the corner.

This smells too bad and will cause nausea if used for a long time.

But, this is someone else's boudoir pleasure, and she naturally won't meddle in other people's business. What's more, this is the effect she wants. In some respects, the old emperor Dongting is also seeking his own death.

When He Jiuniang came to the bed, she didn't look at the plump old emperor, but at the beauty in her arms. She was so beautiful. Her skin was breakable and had a suspicious red color. Because she was young, There is even a trace of baby fat on his face.

He Jiuniang grimaced at the sight. This girl doesn't look as old as Lotus, right?

I sighed and felt sad for the women in this era who couldn't help themselves.

But it only took a moment to have such a thought. This old fat man is the emperor, and there are still many women who are willing to do so. After all, this is the pinnacle of power.

This beauty's little face was tender and pudgy. He Jiu Niang couldn't help but pinch it. Oh, it's so cute. It's such a big pig's hooves!
Thinking about it, she took out a series of things she had prepared and placed them one by one on the small cabinet next to the bed. There were razors taken directly from the space, as well as rouge, gouache and hair flowers bought on the street.

After making preparations, He Jiuniang rolled up her sleeves and got to work, holding a razor on the head of the old Emperor Dongting for a while.

The rest of the area was shaved completely, leaving a small handful on each side of the head. Then I tied it with the purchased hair flowers to decorate it. The two small knots were now ready.

Then the rouge and gouache came in handy. With a few strokes, He Jiu Niang painted the old thing into a flower-like shape.

Afraid of being wiped out by him sleeping, He Jiuniang rummaged around in the space, found a bottle of makeup setting spray, and sprayed it on his face.

Seeing him like this, He Jiuniang became very interested. She put out pen and paper and started to draw. She drew him like this vividly. After finishing one drawing and making several copies, she threw the provocative letter she had written long ago on the bed. head, and then left neatly.

On the way out of the palace, I scattered some of the portraits I had just photocopied in the palace. They were all in eye-catching places, and it was difficult to miss them.

After leaving the palace, He Jiuniang returned to the inn, took out the portrait, copied it again, and then took it to the streets and alleys. She believed that early tomorrow morning, the beautiful appearance of Emperor Dongting would be deeply rooted in the hearts of every Dongting citizen.

After doing all this, He Jiuniang was finally able to go back to the inn to sleep. She slept for a long time. Because she had a premonition, she wore earplugs, so when it dawned the next day, she could continue no matter how noisy outside was. She slept until the next night, which was to make up for the fact that she had not slept well after running around for days.

As for the outside, everything is really crazy.

When the old emperor woke up, he was still in a daze. He didn't know anything and was frightened to death by the scream of the little eunuch who came in and asked her to get up and go to court.

"Presumptuous! What's the name of a ghost so early in the morning? Drag him out..."

"what!"

The old emperor held the beauty in his arms and scolded the young eunuch. The beauty had just been woken up and was in a daze. When she looked up and saw the old emperor's dignity, she couldn't help but scream.

The old emperor: ...the old emperor was still somewhat patient when it came to the beauty he had recently doted on. He refrained from getting angry and asked: "My beloved concubine, what's wrong with you?"

The beauty was so frightened that she stared blankly at the old emperor's face and said, "Your Majesty, your face..."

The old emperor realized that something was wrong and asked someone to bring a mirror to him. As a result, the maids and eunuchs who came in were all frightened and fell to their knees.

The old emperor became even more angry. He got out of bed and kicked the kneeling maids and eunuchs away. He went to look in front of the bronze mirror and almost fainted from fright.

Because he walked over by himself, the two little ones pointing upward were swaying due to inertia, and the messy makeup on their faces seriously affected his dignity as an emperor.

He looked back at everyone in the palace, including the beauty. They all saw him like this and they all died.

Seeing the killing intent in his eyes, the beauty also knelt down in panic and begged for mercy. She was still young and didn't want to die yet.

The old emperor didn't even ask who did this, he already ordered these people to be killed. The only people who could keep the rumors in their stomachs were dead people.

But before he could say anything, someone came in a panic outside to report that something serious had happened.

The old emperor felt that his dignity was not suitable for visitors, and was about to refuse when he heard someone say directly from outside: "Your Majesty, a thief broke into the palace last night, painted a portrait of the Emperor, and... also wreaked havoc inside and outside the palace. Post…”

In fact, they were not posted, they were just scattered on the ground, and even stepped on by many people. However, the person who came to report still asked to post them out of consideration for the old emperor's face.

The old emperor became angry instantly and threw everything in the palace that could be thrown.

What kind of person could enter the palace so quietly, humiliate him so much, and even draw a portrait and make it public!
This made him feel worse than killing him directly!
Originally, he thought that he could just kill everyone who had seen him like this, but he didn't expect that there were so many people who knew about it, and it was impossible to kill them all, and it was impossible to kill them all.

He went crazy and threw things in the palace. How could he go out to court in this state?

Even if he puts on such ugly makeup and shaves his hair, what a level of humiliation it is!

Don't let him know who it is, otherwise the nine tribes will be destroyed!
"Your Majesty, there is a letter here..."

The beauty kneeling on the ground finally found the letter left by He Jiu Niang and hurriedly handed it to the old emperor like a treasure.

The old emperor took it apart and saw the calligraphy of Long Feifengwu. He couldn't guess whose handwriting it was, but the calligraphy used by the other party was Bei Yan's.

Beiyan!

Just seeing those words, he didn't want to read any more, but he still forced himself to read it, even though he wanted to tear up the papers several times in the middle!
In the letter, He Jiuniang briefly talked about the current situation of the third prince, saying that the third prince had been assassinated many times. If it were not for Bei Yan's protection, the third prince would have died long ago, so Dongting owed Bei Yan a huge favor. In addition, Dongting Not only did they detain the envoys, they even sent people to jail and kidnap Bei Yan's new scholar. Bei Yan followed the principle of treating the other person with his own way. Just like the Dongting people, he took the third prince's finger. He was also chopped up and fed to the dogs in the street. Now the third prince is in a difficult situation, but Dongting doesn't want to exchange him for him. He is really despised by others.

Although there was no signature, the old Emperor Dongting knew that it was definitely Bei Yan who did it!
This is all messing up in his head, and it would be rude of him not to take action!
(End of this chapter)