The heartthrob of Kuai Wen: The vicious female supporting role makes her crazy

The emperor was also wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting upright, and his eyes that had always been closed in the past were opened.

The queen sat next to him with a fake smile on her face.

"salute."

The person from the Ministry of Etiquette swallowed his saliva, looked at the two people in the hall, and was about to raise his voice.

"what--"

The eunuch's scream came from outside the door.

Such an important occasion.

But no one reprimanded him, instead he became panicked.

The sound of swords clashing was heard.

The music stopped.

The emperor's cloudy eyes glared over.

"continue."

The musician had trembling hands and could only continue.

It's just that the music is slightly different.

[Here comes the male protagonist. Damn, he’s so handsome. Host, you have really good taste. 】

"...Then I'll start the show."

[Hmm, let’s end it early. 】

Ning Qiao felt this strange atmosphere, pulled the sleeve of the person beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Cousin, what's wrong?"

No one answered.

"cousin?"

"boom--"

The palace door was knocked open.

Everyone in the hall was in an uproar and looked up with shock on their faces.

Yanzhao was dressed in a black robe, holding a long sword, and led the people behind him in at a leisurely pace.

His eyes fell on the two people in the hall.

Tall and petite, standing side by side, they look extremely well matched.

There were constant shouts of killing outside the palace.

Ning Qiao also pulled the hijab off her face and looked up.

Eyes facing each other.

The man's eyes were bottomless, his red lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were gleaming with unknown meaning.

Ning Qiao pretended not to see him and subconsciously hid behind Rong Su, "He, who is he?"

Rong Su was so cold that he couldn't speak.

He wants to retreat.

But there is no way out.

"Kill the traitors and traitors."

Yanzhao spoke slowly with a deep voice, not looking at anyone, and turned his eyes away to fall on the high-ranking emperor.

The palace instantly became chaotic. The screams of the concubines, the panicked fleeing palace men, and the sound of swords piercing flesh.

The blood stained the red silk.

Naturally, the emperor could not be unprepared, even for the struggle before his death.

"Let's go! Cousin, let's go."

Ning Qiao tugged on Rong Su's sleeve, but she couldn't pull it at all. She looked for the eldest princess with helpless eyes.

"Mother."

The eldest princess didn't look at her either.

He stared straight at Yanzhao, who was already fighting in the palace.

The man's moves were fierce and his throat was sealed with blood.

Rong Su clenched her hands, her eyes full of regret.

At first——

She should just kill him.

……

……

Just like in the plot.

The people in this hall were held in Yanzhao's hands like watermelon seeds.

All those who were traitors to the country died at the hands of Yanzhao.

Like a killing god.

Pressing harder and harder.

"Whoo-"

The sharp sound of the long sword striking the blue brick was not loud, but it stuck to Rong Su's body like a reminder.

Ning Qiao dragged him and ran, but was stopped by a long sword.

"Long time no see? Princess."

Yanzhao's eyes fell deeply on Ning Qiao and his tone was low.

"Who are you? I don't know you."

Ning Qiao stared.

The two were talking.

Rong Su suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Yanzhao.

"boom--"

The short sword was pushed away.

Rong Su gritted his teeth and reluctantly took Yan Zhao's move.

Yanzhao's cold eyes fell on his finely embroidered clothes. There was a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth. He turned the tip of his sword slightly and actually opened his clothes.

Only the white undershirt on his body was left.

Yanzhao tilted his head and felt much more comfortable.