Douluo: I love Qian Renxue alone, but I can kill with nine swords in a box!

Chapter 97 Don’t agree? Just go ahead and do it!

"Well... Shi Yuan... don't..."

There was already a hint of pleading in Qian Renxue's difficult tone.

Finally, the sky turned dark, and no one knew how long it had passed before Qin Shiyuan finally let go of Qian Renxue's hands.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Qian Renxue's eyes were blurred, and she leaned against her broad chest, breathing heavily as if she had escaped from the devil's control.

When she took the initiative to kiss him before, she didn't feel anything.

But now that Qin Shiyuan came, she couldn't help but fall into it in just a moment.

After a while, she could barely stand up straight from Qin Shiyuan's arms.

After looking up and seeing Qin Shiyuan's still wolf-like eyes, Qian Renxue was startled, and a flash of clarity quickly flashed in her eyes.

"No, Shi Yuan, there's a lot of mess outside now, and I still have things to do."

Hearing Qian Renxue's pleading voice, the redness in Qin Shiyuan's eyes gradually dissipated.

He chuckled and rubbed Qian Renxue's head, messing up a few strands of hair.

"I'll go with you."

This time, Qian Renxue did not refuse. Instead, a hint of secret joy flashed in her eyes, and she smiled sweetly.

"it is good!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and her appearance once again changed to Xue Qinghe's former appearance.

"Let's go to the emperor's palace now to see if Emperor Xueye is still alive."

However, seeing this situation, Qin Shiyuan's expression froze and he couldn't help but frown.

"You should be able to stop looking like this, right? You look so weird."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's helpless voice came from behind Xue Qinghe's mask.

"If you don't use this face, even if Emperor Xueye dies."

"The ministers and royal nobles in the court will never agree to me, a fake prince, ascending the throne."

"Although I have secretly eliminated several competitive princes over the years, I still have Xue Beng who pretends to be crazy and acts like a fool."

"If my identity is exposed, maybe those old guys will forcefully deny me as the crown prince."

"Then, support Xue Beng to ascend to power and become a puppet emperor that they can control."

"Deny you?"

Suddenly, Qin Shiyuan's tone seemed to be as cold and indifferent as before.

"Just use your own identity and let me see who dares to deny you!"

Qian Renxue's expression was suddenly startled, and after she came to her senses, she smiled brightly.

Only then did she remember that she seemed to have someone to support her now...

……

Returning to the main hall of Tiandou Palace again, the mess at the door had been basically restored to its original state.

Stationed at each door are still Qian Renxue's soldiers.

Therefore, the two of them encountered no obstacles along the way.

But eyes with inexplicable meaning would fall on Qin Shiyuan from time to time.

The soldier helped push open the heavy metal door of Dalian, and the two of them stepped in side by side.

At this time, except for a few palace maids and guards, there was no one else in the hall.

Even these palace ladies were arranged by Qian Renxue herself.

The purpose is to ensure that Emperor Xueye's death is foolproof.

Qian Renxue walked to the luxurious dragon couch, her fingers slightly hanging on the pale face.

After a moment, it was confirmed that the person in front of him had no breath at all.

She slowly put away her hands, turned to look at Qin Shiyuan, and said casually.

"Already dead."

"Ah."

Qin Shiyuan expressionlessly looked away from the body of Emperor Xue Ye.

Only when it fell on Qian Renxue again, his pupils became soft again. “What do you want to do next? Just go ahead and do it, I will take care of everything.”

"I understand."

Qian Renxue nodded seriously, then called a palace maid beside her.

After thinking for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth and gave instructions.

"Spread the news that Emperor Xueye of the Tiandou Empire has passed away."

"Tomorrow morning, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe, invites all ministers and the royal family to come to the Dragon Palace to see His Majesty on his final journey."

"Yes! Young Master!"

……

Night is falling, and tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

Some people are sad, some are happy, and some are tossing and turning, and their ambitions are gradually rising...

But for ordinary people, the rotation of kings and the change of dynasties have nothing to do with them.

All they care about is whether their lives can be better.

In the early morning, the rising sun in the east gradually revealed its buds as many people stayed awake all night longing for it.

On the surface, he was summoned by Prince Xue Qinghe to go to the palace to see off Emperor Xue Ye.

But in reality, everyone has their own agenda, and everyone is a mixed bag.

Because every change in the highest power is a shuffle of these high-ranking officials and nobles.

These are precarious and turbulent times, but they are also great opportunities to seize power and wealth.

In the past, all the ministers who usually arrived when the sun rose three poles came extra early today.

Even though the ministers had different thoughts, the moment they entered the hall, they all showed sadness in their eyes.

The peripheral vision swept across the lifeless body on the dragon couch.

Immediately afterwards, they lowered their heads silently one by one, covering up the strange light that kept flashing in their eyes.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's first reaction was not to turn around and look up.

Instead, he silently knelt on the spot in the direction of the dragon couch, his head drooping, and his mind was racing with the words he wanted to use.

Emperor Xue Ye passed away, and if nothing else happened, it was undoubtedly certain that the crown prince Xue Qinghe would ascend the throne.

However, the death of Emperor Xueye was strange, and there might be someone with ulterior motives manipulating this matter.

In their opinion, Xue Qinghe is still young, has a shallow background and immature means.

If some old fox really has his mind set, it remains to be discussed whether the prince can ascend the throne.

At this time, it is far more important for them, as courtiers, to stand in line than to blindly show loyalty.

If you stand on the right side, your power and wealth will never be exhausted!

One wrong station and no bones left!

Ta, tap, tap, tap...

A series of regular footsteps sounded from far to near in everyone's ears.

The sound of heels hitting the cold ground was like a knock on everyone's heart.

At this time, everyone discovered that the footsteps seemed to belong to two people.

But no one cared about it. After all, as a prince, it is normal to bring a maid, eunuch and so on to court, right?

Until two voices stopped at the next step in front of the dragon couch at the same time.

"Everyone, please get up."

A faint voice came, with a few wisps of feminine tenderness mixed in it, but it was not noticed by the people who were thinking about it.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Hundreds of people thanked him in unison, stood up, and looked up. Almost at the same moment, everyone froze on the spot.

"Huh? Be brave!"

"Who are you two, how dare you break into my Tiandou Empire's palace!"

"How dare you pretend to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and play tricks on me? Come on! I'll be tortured and interrogated!"

(End of this chapter)