The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

297 Chapter 2 The scourge will always be left behind for a thousand years ([-])
"What if I don't come down?" Emperor Hui stood up straight and met the woman's gradually turning cold eyes.

"My concubine will show you the way." She folded her hands, raised her feet, and took one step, another step, half a step away, with a rebellious body, "Do you want to obediently cover your imperial jade seal? , I still want this princess to cut off your hand, and then this princess will work harder and teach you by hand."

Such a rebellious and reckless thing, she can say it so naturally, and threaten and provoke the imperial prestige and imperial power with such a smile.

"If I don't make an order, will you cut off my hand?"

"Yeah." She nodded casually, raised her chin, and said in a questioning tone, "Do you want to try?"

Emperor Hui was furious: "You..."

She cut off slowly: "Don't say you dare."

Emperor Hui's words, "Don't you dare", actually got stuck in his throat, unable to get out or get down.

She smiled sweetly: "You know, I dare."

Yes, she dares, and she will.

In the time spent on a cup of tea, under the palace wall, the rebel army was about to move, and the sound of beating drums was deafening.

Suddenly, under the city, an arrow pierced through the air, coming menacingly, it aimed at the white shadow on the palace wall.

"Feng Ge'er!"

The loyal old prince took a look and fell back.

In the blink of an eye, she was dressed in an eye-catching red dress, which made many people shake their minds.

After regaining consciousness, the unstoppable sharp arrow actually caught her in her mouth, and everyone was startled, how fast could it be to surpass the arrow that came out of the string.

The corner of her mouth with an arrow in her mouth curved like a smile. She took down the arrow, played with it in her hand, and raised her eyes for a moment: "My mother dares to move." She laughed wildly, "Did you borrow your courage from the sky?"

As soon as the words fell, the arrow had already been shot, piercing the archer's chest, without whimpering, he fell to the ground, gurgling blood.

Sealing the throat with an arrow, such means...

"princess!"

Tie Yiwei screamed excitedly.

"Little Nine."

Xiao Fengge was weakly wronged, and struggled with the binding rope.

In the crowd, someone shouted, "It's the dead princess!"

"Rong Jiu, it's Rong Jiu!" The loyal old prince didn't know whether it was joy or anger, he seemed to be gnashing his teeth, or he was heartbroken, but his legs didn't go weak anymore.

Disasters always last for thousands of years, she, how could she die so easily.

Immediately, there was a long silence, thousands of troops and horses under the city, looking at the woman standing against the wind on the city wall, the clear wind is always gentle, at this moment, it blows so hard that the woman's black hair is entangled, and between her hair, a piece of The face became clearer, with a wild smile on the corner of the mouth.

After suddenly dreaming, a scream pierced through.

"ghost!"

Followed by a sound.

"Ghost!"

Immediately, a large piece.

"Ghost... ah!"

One by one, they either ran around with their heads in their hands, or their faces turned pale.

Tsk tsk tsk, a large group of idiots.Rong Qiannian said: "Don't move!"

Suddenly there was silence.

It's a joke, Feng Qing, who doesn't know that Rong Jiu, she told you to die, so you don't want to live, dare to move?dare not.

"Good boy." Rong Qiannian happily put her foot on the palace wall, leaned forward, and stared down at the city, "It may be that this princess did a lot of evil during her lifetime, and Lord Yan is afraid that I, a demon concubine, will take over his lair." , No, it’s time for my princess to return to the sun, and when people’s hearts are so exciting, this princess wants to celebrate with the people.”

"This scourge!" Prince Zhong blew his beard and stared, but the corners of his lips were raised high. When he turned his eyes, he saw his unfilial son smiling like an idiot and staring at Rong Jiu, his face turned dark immediately: dutiful son!
Celebrate with the people?

When she celebrates alone, the whole world has to cry.

Regardless of whether she is alive or dead, she pissed in fright, hating the heaven for not opening her eyes, beating her chest and wrists without the guts, crying one by one, like a dead relative, shrinking her neck and waiting for the bloodless one knife.

This knife, here it comes.

The conversation changed without any smile, and the woman's voice spread all over the city, and the words resounded loudly: "This imperial concubine's decree, today's battle, will not be stained with blood. Punishment and grand burial, affiliated to the state of Jin to help the tyrant, seal ten cities, cut feudal vassals and change lords."

Sure enough, no blood.

Rong Jiu kills people, does he need to see blood?This tone of voice sounded like amnesty to the world. Burning is more deadly than killing people with a knife. Well, ten cities in the city will change their vassals and change their lords, and cut off people's heart and flesh, it would be worse than killing people.

Sure enough, "celebrate with the people", Qingrong Jiu turned his hands over.

She smiled and asked, "Any comments?"

have!dare?There are many ways not to be stained with blood.

Under the city, there was no sound.

This battle can't be fought, no matter how many troops he has in King Ling, no matter how many soldiers he has in Jin, with one more Rong Jiu, is there any chance of winning?
No!

As a result, the king of Jin who helped the tyrant was silent, and the king of Ling, who was a traitor and traitor, broke out in cold sweat.

"As for King Ling." The woman in the city drew a long tone, without further words for a long time.

Ling Wang paled.

She seemed to sigh softly: "Although the concubine is begging hard, but the Holy Majesty's heart is chilled." Her tone became cold, and her words were scorching, "A special gift, a three-foot white silk."

King Ling's legs were weak: "No, no." The man was about to die, his courage was getting fatter, and he shouted at the top of his voice, "This king wants to have an audience, this king refuses to accept, refuses to accept!"

Indeed, how can he be subdued, not to mention that he has not forced the palace, even if he really conspired to rebel, how can the emperor who ruled the world with benevolence be able to cut flesh and blood with his hands.

Most likely, this is another way for the dead princess to 'not be stained with blood'.

"Dissatisfied?" She seemed to be teasing, her eyebrows and eyes frowned, forming a cluster of cold lights, "Go and talk to Master Yan."

"you……"

After one word, with a bang, King Ling fell down without warning, with a thin needle in his forehead and his eyes open.

A gust of cold air spread wantonly in all directions, penetrating people, and being cautious.

On the palace wall, a few silver needles were added to the woman's fingertips at some point, and she played with them casually: "My princess said, it won't be stained with blood."

Without a single drop of blood, King Ling died without resting his eyes.

Only Rong Jiu can play this trick.

Suddenly, she took down the Iron Clothes Guards flag and fluttered in the air. She waved it and shouted to the city: "Surrender, or die?"

After a while, the three armies said one word: "Surrender!"

The voice lingered around the imperial capital, and it lingered for a long time. All the people in the city who had closed their doors heard it.

Some people may ask, why.

The soldiers of the three armies who have surrendered will tell you this: just by standing on the city for the first time, she can make people piss off.

Untouched by gunpowder, the fire of rebellion was extinguished.

(End of this chapter)