Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 357 Ascension
In the Chaoyang Hall, all the officials looked at the blood stains on the ground, held their breath and gasped.

Wang Yuzhou stood on the jade steps, his eyes sneered, "If you guys don't follow, it will be comparable to Shi Lao's fate."

Shi Lao?
Shi Lao's chest has already been poked a hole by the dagger, and even the corpse is almost cold now, who dares to compete?

Queen Wang was still sitting on the nine-bead dragon chair, although her face was cold, but if you looked carefully, you could still see that her palms on both sides of the dragon chair were trembling slightly.

She never imagined that Wang Yuzhou would actually draw his sword and spill blood on the court, which was extremely cruel.It took only a short while to kill a veteran of the three dynasties.

But she didn't worry too much, Yingqi was also bewitched by herself, as long as Yingqi was alive, it would not be so easy for Wang Yuzhou to usurp power.

But right now Yingqi is standing still, which makes people a little confused.

"The Prime Minister keeps saying that I want to imitate Emperor Wu, but where is the evidence?" Queen Wang looked up at the handsome middle-aged man in front of her.

At the beginning, she was deceived by such a face.

I thought he was a handsome, talented and elegant gentleman, but I didn't expect to be a poisonous scorpion man with a dark heart.

Even though she hated him to the core, hated him to death, when she stood in front of her, she still couldn't help feeling flustered.

"Evidence?" Wang Yuzhou looked sideways at Queen Wang with a smile on his face, "The sage's health has deteriorated since the banquet. The empress has been taking good care of her. Why did she take care of him until the end?"

All the officials looked at Queen Wang in astonishment, their eyes full of suspicion.

What the right minister said is true. After Emperor Zhao fell ill, the queen and queen took care of him every day, but now let’s look at Emperor Zhao’s body.
I'm afraid they are all dying.

"Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky. This person is sick, and he won't recover for a while, so they all slandered me for using insidious methods to destroy the saint's dragon body in the dark?" Queen Wang sneered and stood up from the dragon chair. Get up, "If His Majesty's dragon body recovers in the future and hears these rumors—"

"In the future?" Wang Yuzhou casually cut off Queen Wang's words, "The word 'future' may not be used by Emperor Zhao."

Can't use it anymore?

That is to say, the right minister is indeed here today to conspire to rebel and usurp power.

Queen Wang's body became more and more stiff, and the blood all over her body seemed to be frozen.

She looked in Yingqi's direction coldly, but saw that his eyes were flat and not nervous at all.

What the hell is going on here?
"Wang Yuzhou, you are an ambitious wolf. Even if you want to take the dragon throne today, you have to step over the corpse of this palace!" Queen Wang spoke passionately, and her phoenix eyes were full of bravery and fearlessness. People of the Ying family, death is the ghost of the Ying family! You have deceived the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty with a few words, and the one who really wants to seize power is you!"

Wang Yuzhou did not shy away from Queen Wang's last words. He put his hands behind his back and laughed, looking as if he was sure of winning, "That's right! The truth is that today we are going to usurp power and rebel."

All the officials gasped together, as if they didn't expect Prime Minister Right to be so rampant.

Wang Yuzhou drew his sword and slowly placed it on Queen Wang's neck, "If you really want to be the ghost of the Ying family, what's the matter if the truth comes true for you?"

His voice was cold, without showing any emotion.

Queen Wang's heart was suffocated, and she stared deeply at Wang Yuzhou.

Would it be a relief if he killed himself?
Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice came from his ear, "Uncle, uncle! You must not kill your mother, you two belong to the Wang clan, if you see blood, it is not like brother and sister killing each other." ?”

Yingzhao was imprisoned by Queen Wang in Fengxia Palace these days. The door of his room was locked, and Mei was guarding outside every step of the way. At this time, he was able to run into the main hall, presumably someone did it on purpose

"Zhao'er! Who told you to come?" Queen Wang yelled hoarsely, her eyebrows tensed, "Go, go!"

Yingzhao obviously still didn't understand the situation in the hall, so he knelt down in front of Wang Yuzhou with a plop, "Uncle, please bypass my mother's queen."

Wang Yuzhou showed disdain and contempt on his face. He kicked Yingzhao away, and his words were full of sarcasm, "Don't call Uncle Truth, you stupid pig."

Yingzhao sat down on the ground with an expression of disbelief.

When he was young, his mother clearly said that his uncle should be the closest person in this world to him
"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!" Wang Yuzhou raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes showing bloodthirsty murderous intent.

He will never leave half blood for the Ying family!
He was about to order the Weeping Blood Army to take Yingzhao into custody first, but the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air came from nowhere.

The arrow feathers passed through the window lattice of the Chaoyang Hall, and shot at the Weeping Blood Army as if they had eyes.

Blood sprayed everywhere, gushing over the hall.

This moment happened so suddenly that people saw corpses piled up before they could react.

Baiguan was dumbfounded.

What kind of trouble is this?
Not only the officials were stunned, but even Queen Wang, Wang Yuzhou, and Ying Qi couldn't help but stiffen, and looked out of the hall in a daze.

In just a few breaths, the Weeping Blood Army that Wang Yuzhou brought into the main hall had less than a hundred soldiers left, and each of them was seriously injured.

"Your Prime Minister is right, since you are here, don't even think about leaving." The cold voice fell on the hall with the wind.

The door of the Chaoyang Palace opened slowly.

A touch of red robe gradually came into everyone's eyes.

Eyebrows are like a painting, green silk and jade crown.

The steps were calm and steady, without a trace of panic.

Who is this elegant demeanor and unearthly appearance, if not Ninth Prince Yingsu?

Baiguan was dumbfounded when he saw the arrow feathers shooting at the Weeping Blood Army, but he didn't feel flustered.But now seeing the Ninth Prince on top of the hall, he really wanted to stretch out his hand and slap himself a few times to wake him up.

Isn't the Ninth Prince dead?

"General Lu, I will leave the remaining dead servants to you." Ying Su ordered coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zhimu came out of the hall with the Jin Wuwei in a majestic manner, and surrounded the weeping blood army.

Jin Wuwei?
Wang Yuzhou frowned fiercely for a moment.

Didn't the Jinwu Guard control him when he entered the palace?Why are there so many Jinwu guards pouring into the palace at this moment?
"You don't need to be surprised. The Jinwu Guard has already asked this general to transfer out of the palace. The soldiers you controlled are just the most ordinary soldiers in the barracks." Lu Zhimu said with a smile, but Wang Yuzhou was angry. It's choking.

"Ninth Prince? You actually faked your death!" Wang Yuzhou stared fiercely at the red-robed Erlang in the palace. He squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about his next move.

"Your Prime Minister has only realized it now, and I'm afraid it's already too late." Ying Su said unhurriedly.

"Late?" Wang Yuzhou raised his head and laughed loudly, "It's not too late at all!"

He still has the last hole card in his hand, and before the last moment, the dust of this life-and-death situation has not yet settled.

But right now, it's useless for him to put the sword on the neck of the queen.

Looking down at Yingzhao on the ground, Wang Yuzhou's thoughts moved.

He twisted the long sword into a flower, and it landed firmly on Yingzhao's neck.

Empress Wang's face turned pale, and she yelled in shock, "Wang Yuzhou, how dare you! Zhao'er is your son!"

(End of this chapter)