Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 441

Xiyan walked in leisurely, and smiled sweetly at the dazed Concubine Li, such a smile made Cen panic even more.

Stretching out his hand, he casually picked up the imperial decree that was about to be stamped with a jade seal: "Following the emperor's decree: I boarded the plane when I was young, and it has been dozens of years. I am afraid that I will feel tired in a short time, so I hereby abdicate. The fourth son, Xia Chen, is handsome and diligent in learning, and has talents. He is very respectful when he serves the national army; he is very filial when he is a parent; Prestige. Greatness is the demeanor of a father. My shadow in the evening can take on great responsibilities and be in charge of the government. Everyone must regard me as I am! Princes and elders assist him to strengthen the government. The other prime minister has dedicated himself and won my heart for many years. In order to assist the Duke of the State, Concubine Li is dignified and virtuous, and she can be a woman in the world, so she is bestowed the title of virtuous empress dowager and will do her best to assist the new emperor."

Xiyan smiled, and looked at Concubine Li whose face was no longer pale enough to be described, and laughed softly, the imperial decree representing Tianwei in her hand was instantly shattered into pieces: "Miss Li Concubine, you are very talented."

"You...why are you here?"

For this daughter of his own, Mo Yan'an is actually afraid in his heart, especially her current appearance, covered in blood, although she is extremely beautiful, she can't help shivering more, that kind of coldness comes from the inside Outside, from bottom to top, swept the whole body.

"Oh, me?"

Xiyan responded lightly, looked at Mo Yan'an, pointed to her nose, and the bloodthirsty murderous aura in those smiling eyes burst out through the clouds in an instant.

Before Xiyan could speak, there was earth-shattering footsteps outside the door: "Stay at the door."

With the cold and emotionless voice of Mo Li, Xiyan leaned on the desk, turned around, inserted between Emperor Jing and Concubine Li, and sat down directly on the golden dragon chair. He wanted to reprimand him, but when he saw that cold face, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Your Majesty, you really should abdicate."

As soon as Xi Yan finished speaking, Qi Su, Xiao Jian, Mo Qing Moli and others all pushed the door open and walked in, covered in blood and murderous aura, the ministers present fell silent like cicadas.

"lady."

Represented by Xiao Jian, all four of them bowed together to only Xiyan.

"Bring in the outsiders."

"What do you want to do?"

Li Fei's voice was indescribably flustered, and the word "mo" was obviously trembling.

Xiyan sneered, stood up, uncovered Concubine Li's mask, and slapped hard: "If you have complaints, if you have revenge, I'm naturally here to see you off for the last time."

Everyone was horrified, holding their breath, the imperial study room with the doors and windows closed was silent, Xiyan wished to slap Concubine Li into pieces, although that slap didn't take a lot of strength, but five points was still there, it was crisp The applause was particularly loud in this silent night.

Concubine Li was in pain, she jumped over the desk with dragon patterns, and fell on top of the messy memorial just now, she didn't respond for a long time, the imperial study room became more and more quiet, everyone lowered their heads, they didn't even dare to look at Xi Yan, I'm afraid that she will vent all her anger on herself, let alone stand up boldly to speak out.

Snow-white skin, beautiful appearance, and thick makeup couldn't conceal the long scar. Li Fei, who was lying on the ground, looked at the golden ceiling, her ears were buzzing, and she felt like she was staring at the golden ceiling. Feeling sick, he covered his chest with his right hand, coughed a few times, bright red blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, swiped it down, and dripped on the ground, the more he coughed, the faster the blood flowed, like The rushing river.

Squatting on the ground to support the backs of Wang Taifu, he turned around secretly, and was the first to notice the strangeness of Concubine Li. Against the backdrop of blood, her pale face became more and more shocking, and one couldn't help but shudder. Suddenly, the voice that wanted to awaken Wang Taifu was stuck in his throat, like a fish bone, unable to swallow or spit it out.

The rest of the ministers were even more silent and silent.

In this world, there are no eternal friends, nor eternal enemies, only eternal interests. Before, I swore to support to the death because it was beneficial to my promotion and fortune, but now I abandon it to save my own life. After all, it is because of interests. And the relationship established has always been the most vulnerable.

Concubine Li was lying on the ground, panting heavily, and after a long time, she covered her almost shattered chest with one hand, and supported the ground with the other hand, barely getting up.

Xiyan's eyes were slightly burned, if it was the Queen or Concubine Lan who got that slap, she would have been lying on the ground long ago and couldn't get up.

"My lords are getting old, you should leave some opportunities for younger generations."

The round fingertips exude a crystal luster, and the position of the fingertips is stained with a little blood, which is not ugly, but has an indescribably coquettish beauty in the cleanliness, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye.

These people, whether they are from the prince's party or the fourth prince's party, who can stand here, have some power in their hands. It just so happens that what they hold tightly in their hands is also what she wants to control now.

"Xi Yan."

Before the other ministers came to speak hastily, it was Emperor Jing who spoke first, his brows forming a straight line, with indescribable majesty and obvious dissatisfaction.

"what's up?"

Xiyan turned her body sideways, with light eyes and a faint voice.

"Are you going to destroy my Liuli's hundreds of years of foundation?"

"It's just a few dozen people. I happen to have such a group of people on hand. I want them to exercise."

"A good girl should be a husband and a teacher at home. How could I give birth to a wicked girl like you?"

Mo Yan'an covered his chest with one hand, and pointed at Xiyan with the other, his face turned blue with anger. When the minister behind him saw it, he hurriedly agreed, saying that although he didn't dare to criticize Xiyan openly, what he said was true. There is something in the words, obviously with thorns.

"My husband and son, my prince was starved to death by you, and I have no children, how can I be a husband and son at home, and Mr. Prime Minister, didn't you make it clear last time in Dongchen Mansion? I saw it with my own eyes, why such a poor memory."

Xiyan sneered, bent her body, raised her hand lightly, all the memorials on the desk fell to the ground, and some of them hit Concubine Li in the face: "Bring them in."

The door of the imperial study room was pushed open in an instant, and there was a roar of mourning in the originally not very spacious imperial study room. Those ministers who had prepared a lot of impassioned speeches in their minds in the blink of an eye saw the ground on the ground. The face of the man whose neck was held by the knife changed instantly, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.

(End of this chapter)