Hearing the empress's straightforward words, Lu Chen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.
Thank you so much for your trust...
He really couldn't understand that the Holy King of Cangming had made it so obvious. He had not paid any attention to the Empress in the court before, and his ambition was fully exposed in front of everyone. How bad was the Empress's mind? He would say such incredible things.
Forget it, I guess this guy has been suppressed to the point of going insane. There is no need to talk nonsense with a person like her who is not normal. It is better to go directly to the trouble of Holy King Cangming.
With this thought, Lu Chen didn't say anything more, got up and followed the empress out.
In Ziji City, the Queen Mother's people have been cleared away, and the remaining palace staff are basically those who worked in the past, but now they are surrendering to the lustful power of Saint King Cangming and pretending to serve the Empress.
When he came outside, Lu Chen saw several eunuchs and maids looking towards the Xuanji Gate with uneasy expressions. Behind them were Xuanwu guards wearing black armor.
Seeing the empress and Lu Chen coming out, the palace people first looked at Lu Chen in surprise, and then hurriedly walked to the empress' side to serve.
The Xuanwu guards remained expressionless. They waited until the empress passed by them before they made any move. They guarded the empress dutifully like the guards in the palace before, but they didn't even look at Lu Chen.
Like a cold machine.
The empress looked forward and said calmly: "Huaiyu, come here."
Lu Chen was startled for a moment, then responded and walked behind the empress.
At this time, the empress suddenly took two steps back and approached Lu Chen.
Suddenly, a charming fragrance hit him, and a few strands of black hair were gently swayed by the breeze, drifting gently over Lu Chen's face. The slight touch brought a tingling feeling of comfort, which was inexplicably intoxicating.
"Let's go."
A calm voice sounded in my ears.
"Come with me and make a complete settlement with the past."
Hearing this, Lu Chen felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Of course, it's more about the weirdness.
This extraordinary way of speaking is not something that the puppet emperor who can be rounded and squashed by others can have...
Shaking his head, Lu Chen suppressed the foreboding feeling welling up in his heart and responded in a deep voice: "Wei Chen, what an honor!"
The empress nodded slightly, then stopped talking and led everyone towards Xuanji Gate with a calm expression.
At this time, outside Xuanji Gate.
Jiang Chengdao sat astride Jueying's horse, looking directly at the Xuanji Gate that was wide open not far away.
Behind him, a group of core generals of the Cangming Army stood quietly on the spot. No matter how the cold wind of winter raged around them, they could not shake them in the slightest.
Among such an elite Cangming army, there were a few eye-catching figures. It was Li Zheng, Xie Hongyun and others that Jiang Chengdao brought with him when he sent troops to pursue the Queen Mother Zhao.
I saw that they were all dressed in green clothes and dressed as scribes. Moreover, they were either pot-bellied or thin. In addition, they did not dare to use the cold-dispelling technique in front of the Holy King. Their physical fitness alone could not stop the invasion of the cold wind. Trembling constantly.
"His Royal Highness the Holy King..."
Li Zheng couldn't help it anymore, so he braved his horse and walked to Jiang Chengdao's side.
"I forgive you for being brave, but I dare to ask you what are you waiting for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, others also looked at Jiang Chengdao.
Although for some reason Jiang Chengdao did not enter the capital from the Huangji Gate on the Shenglin Road as they thought, forcefully declaring that he was about to take over the supreme imperial power in Zhongzhou, he instead entered the capital from the Nanhua Gate on the Si'en Road, following the process of a meritorious official returning to the court. , making the Holy King Party, who had expressed their stance early, instinctively feel uneasy.
But Jiang Chengdao just walked through the Nanhua Gate without saying hello and said nothing else. Therefore, from the current point of view, his ambition to seize the throne while the emperor's power is declining has not changed, but it is just unnecessary for some reason.
For this, they can only blame it on the fact that the Holy King is different from ordinary people and different from the hero they know.
Of course, the main reason is that they don't dare to think too much.
After all, if that almost impossible possibility becomes a reality, it will definitely be a disaster for them, so they don't dare to think about that possibility.
In the final analysis, people tend to believe what they want to believe, not to mention that the Holy Kings have already reached this point, and it is almost impossible to give up the world that is so easy to get.
Jiang Chengdao glanced at him and said calmly: "Waiting for Your Majesty."
"Huh? Waiting for Your Majesty?"
Li Zheng was stunned.
What the hell? A bunch of them have been here for so long, blowing the biting cold wind, just to wait for the puppet emperor who has no sense of existence?
What's wrong?
You are the Holy King! One of the strongest people in Central Continent!
Moreover, you have powerful soldiers, and the entire Luo Jing is firmly controlled by the Cangming Army. There are very few people in the world who dare to be your enemy. You are already at this level. Go directly to Ziwei Palace and kick that weak waste. Isn’t it all over with the dragon chair? Why are you waiting here for her?
Really confused, Li Zheng asked subconsciously: "Why?"
"Ah!"
A sneer suddenly came from under the mask.
"Does this king still need to explain his actions to Li Shaoqing?"
Hearing this, Li Zheng's expression suddenly changed.
However, before he could speak, a vast aura suddenly surged out of Jiang Chengdao and pressed on him instantly.
"Hmm!"
In just a moment, Li Zheng felt as if there was a huge force pressing down on his back. His fragile knees could not support such a powerful force. He groaned and knelt down uncontrollably.
"Li Shaoqing!"
Xie Hongyun's expression changed drastically, and the others were not much better. They all looked at Jiang Chengdao with surprise and fear.
"Your Highness, the Holy King, forgive me. Li Shaoqing is outspoken and has His Highness' great cause at heart. He spoke inappropriately in a moment of impatience and disrespected His Highness. He never meant to despise His Highness!"
"Yes, Mr. Li has a good character, is loyal and courageous, and abides by the integrity of his ministers. He would never intentionally offend His Highness. I hope Your Highness will learn from it!"
"Please, Your Highness, please show me your noble hand..."
Several people spoke to each other to help Li Zheng, and at the same time they also spoke for themselves.
The corners of Jiang Chengdao's mouth raised slightly under his mask, and he sneered with disdain.
Good conduct? Loyal to the liver and righteous to the bravery? Observe the loyalty of ministers?
Is this kind of shameless trash like a seller worthy of glory?
Such a person can actually hold a high position. Sure enough, Daxia's officialdom is hopeless...
While thinking this, Jiang Chengdao withdrew his pressure and said in a cold and meaningful voice: "There will be no next time."
After all, he is just a minister and has no power to deal with these ministers who betray the master.
It would be most appropriate to leave it to the empress to handle it herself.
"Ahem!"
The huge strength in his body suddenly disappeared, and Li Zheng, who was freed, coughed violently for a while before finally taking a breath.
The next second, he stood up and knelt in front of Jiang Chengdao.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for sparing your life. I will definitely remember this lesson and there will never be a next time!"
Regarding these words, Jiang Chengdao smiled and said nothing.
next time? Do you want a next time?
Just when Jiang Chengdao shook his head secretly.
Inside Xuanji Gate, at the corner at the end of the passage, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.
Hearing this voice, Jiang Chengdao immediately put away his gaze, then stepped forward on his horse and rode the Jueying Horse slowly toward the Xuanji Gate.
It’s time to draw an end to the darkest six years of Daxia.
