Xiao Shunzi knelt even more politely when he heard another crisp sound on the plate.
There is nothing more heart-breaking than this.
It is said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, but I am afraid that the Lord of the East Palace will be even worse in the future.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Shunzi would inevitably die.
Qi Yuan looked at the empty plate and sighed slightly.
Are you ready to take action?
"Someone is coming."
Kneeling Xiao Shunzi's straight shoulders collapsed, as if they had no support.
"Your Highness, spare your life, spare your life, Your Highness!"
Xiao Shunzi raised his head and burst into tears, kowtowing desperately and begging for mercy like clockwork.
He kowtowed his head on the ground of the main hall, making a loud bang.
"enough."
The visitor brought another plate of snacks, and Qi Yuan held the soft chestnut cake in his hand.
Xiao Shunzi, who was told to stop by Qi Yuan, couldn't help but tremble when he saw the toes of Qi Yuan's shoes stopped in front of him.
The pressure of being in a desperate situation is really terrifying.
"When you enter the East Palace, you know some things but you don't know them at all, and you know even less about the things you don't know."
"I will be responsible for the library affairs in the future."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he waved and quickly focused on the plates of snacks in front of him.
Book collection is a light and prestigious job.
As long as Xiao Shunzi is not stupid, Qi Yuan's arrangements are enough for him to live a stable life in the East Palace.
Wealth and honor are not enough, stability is more than enough.
This made Xiao Shunzi, who originally thought he was dead and had thought of thousands of ways to die, stunned.
The despair and misery on his face was mixed with the joy of rebirth after the disaster, making him look particularly ferocious and entangled.
"Thank you for your grace, Your Highness!"
Xiao Shunzi kowtowed obediently again before resigning and being led to settle down.
Walking out of the main hall of the East Palace, I once again saw the sky and felt the warmth of the sun.
This is what comes alive.
Xiao Shunzi is smart and has such a feeling of struggling on the edge of death.
Prosperity, wealth, and celebrity in front of the palace.
He doesn't think about it anymore. He just wants to live well. He doesn't have the strong heart or the ability.
At this moment, Xiao Shunzi felt from the bottom of his heart that living a stable life was the greatest happiness.
Qi Yuan wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth and slumped on the chair without any image in the hall.
No matter how unimportant Xiao Shunzi was in Ye Wenxi's memory, she had no intention of using him.
There is no need to kill him.
Such beatings were enough for Xiao Shunzi to stay peacefully in the East Palace.
For Qi Yuan, it is not so much a mission as it is about bringing order to the world of planes.
Be it Gu Cheng or Ye Wenxi.
They are all the people in the plane world who have been most affected by the calamities of those immortals.
It is also the identity best suited to promote the development of the world.
For the client, they have experienced a lifetime, and even if they are reborn, they cannot completely stop hating those people.
Rewinding time is precious to the plane world, so there is a mission.
What the world needs is just a tool man who can promote the development of the world and has no feelings for the people in the world or the immortals.
And the meaning of such a task to the client may be that he can see the ending again but regret it.
As a person who performs tasks, if he vents his anger and takes revenge on others for the sake of the memory of the client, wouldn't it be equally unfair to those who have never done anything?
Therefore, Qi Yuan regards the task as more of a practice and will not take action easily. She leaves everyone with a chance, but if she wants to run into them.
That clears it up.
Qi Yuan patted the crumbs on his hands.
As a person who has always stood at the top, she will not easily crush the weak to survive, but she will not ignore the malice of others.
Enjoy the feeling of heading to the top, and there are always bones on the way to the top.
As Ye Wusheng returned to Beijing, the morning morning, which had been quiet for a few days, became noisy again.
On one side is the deposed prince who is more than generous and kind, but lacks the ability to make decisions.
On one side is the third prince who has made great achievements in disaster relief and has outstanding abilities.
Nowadays, Ye Wenxi seems to have no strength to stand up except as the eldest son.
Ye Wusheng had expected this situation.
In other words, it was planned by one hand.
When Ye Wusheng's team entered Kyoto, it was unexpectedly deserted.
"It seems that the deposed prince has taken action."
"Lu Yi, how long has it been since you heard from Jingli?"
Ye Wusheng had been calculating, and Lu Yi was wary when he heard this.
I'm afraid that this time the force was too strong, and the rabbit would bite when it got anxious.
It's just that Ye Wenxi's temperament is too kind and generous. It's up to Qi Yuan to say that Ye Wenxi didn't end up like that because of Lin Yue.
It's more because he himself is too kind and generous.
If he had been in peace and prosperity, he would have been a wise monarch, but the establishment of the Xuan Dynasty required more than just a benevolent monarch who could maintain success.
The streets of Kyoto were unexpectedly quiet, which made everyone who followed Ye Wusheng back to the capital feel something was wrong.
I was secretly wary of the challenges that might come my way.
But when Ye Wusheng's team arrived at the palace gate, they heard the death knell ringing.
This bell struck Ye Wusheng's heart and fell in everyone's ears.
Ye Wusheng couldn't help but feel a bit of expectation in his heart.
But what followed was great panic and emptiness.
When Ye Wusheng stood in the main hall and listened to the praises and quarrels of the ministers, he felt a little dazed.
The sparkle in Ye Wusheng's eyes only returned the moment he heard Emperor Xuan's award.
After hearing the reward, Ye Wusheng looked at the bright imperial edict in front of him and his heart became more and more sad and cold.
He took his life to provide disaster relief, but it was just a bounty of gold and silver and a false post.
Ye Wusheng raised his head and looked directly at Emperor Xuan. Emperor Xuan was still majestic and unattainable, and his appearance was hard to offend.
To him, Emperor Xuan had always been an emperor.
Even an extremely cold, ruthless and severe emperor!
He could not see his own shadow in Emperor Xuan's eyes.
What else are you looking forward to?
Ye Wusheng withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.
"My son, I accept the decree and thank my father for his grace!"
Ye Wusheng received the imperial edict and lowered his head.
Since it is ruthless, it is unjust!
He had nothing left to lose.
Ye Wusheng accepted the order, but those aristocratic families couldn't swallow this breath.
"Your Majesty, the third prince has made great contributions to disaster relief and has outstanding talents. He can be made the crown prince."
"Your Majesty, I think the third prince is worthy of a great responsibility."
"Your Majesty, please make the third prince the crown prince."
"I second the proposal!"
Emperor Xuan looked at the ministers who were kneeling and felt clearly for the first time that the power of the family had threatened the imperial power.
On one side were the civil servants who were kneeling, and on the other side were the upright generals who stood with disdain.
Emperor Xuan actually laughed out loud at the storm gathering in his eyes.
"Retreat!"
For the first time, Emperor Xuan abandoned his ministers and announced his resignation, and got up and left angrily.
If these aristocratic families could push him to the throne of God with nothing, they could put pressure on Emperor Xuan for their own interests.
Emperor Xuan knew the power of the family if he could secure the throne, but they were too greedy and touched Emperor Xuan's bottom line.
This was an unhappy breakup and the starting point of the battle between the imperial power and the aristocratic family.
Ye Wusheng walked into the East Palace with the imperial edict in his hand and saw a dazzling scene.
The anger in his eyes gradually made Ye Wusheng's eyes red, and the fingertips holding the imperial edict turned white.
"Ye Wenxi!"
