Blood stained the royal staircase red.

Fu Yue frowned slightly, looked down at the blood stains on his shoes, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a touch of mockery.

A group of unfaithful and unrighteous people.

Damn it.

……

This farce ended quickly, and finally ended in the fiasco of Prime Minister An, she was tied up and thrown in the center of the hall like a dead pig, her face was like ashes, but there were still a few traces of luck in her eyes.

Prime Minister An stared at Fu Yue hatefully, and continued to threaten: "Ji Lan, you can't kill me, I am Zixuan's mother, if you kill me, he won't forgive you!" ”

Fu Yue's eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot.

An Zixuan?

Scold.

She didn't really want to mess with this rebel thief.

The noble and majestic Empress stood up from her throne, walked down with unhurried steps, stepped over the imperial steps, and finally stopped in front of Prime Minister An Cheng, looking at her with a mocking and sarcastic gaze.

Fu Yue raised his foot, stepped on Prime Minister An's hand, and crushed it without changing his face, and the sound of bones shattering sounded clearly.

"It seems that Prime Minister An doesn't seem to know why I suddenly cut you."

Fu Yue lowered her curly and slender eyelashes, and commanded Li Fu behind him, "Invite An Shijun to me." ”

Prime Minister An Cheng, who was lying on the ground, had an ominous premonition in her heart, but she comforted herself in her heart that she was definitely thinking too much.

Ji Lan's sincerity to her family Zixuan is a well-known thing......

Ji Lan didn't dare to kill her.

This is the fate of the Prime Minister's ill-informed information.

An Zixuan, who was dressed in a gorgeous costume, came to the Jinluan Palace, and when he saw this mess, he was shocked, and his steps were slammed.

Did his mother really rebel this time?

Taking a deep breath, An Zixuan walked over with a shelf, and saluted respectfully to Fu Yue, "The courtiers see Your Majesty—"

Seeing An Zixuan coming, Prime Minister An Cheng's eyes bloomed with excitement, "Zixuan, Zixuan, save your mother!" ”

An Zixuan blinked, a tear quickly appeared in his eyes, he stepped back in disbelief, shook his head and said, "Mother, I didn't expect you to really do such a ghostly thing?" Please forgive Zixuan for not being able to do anything? ”

Prime Minister An: "???? ”

Her old face froze, and she didn't know how to react.

It wasn't what she had imagined.

"Zixuan, what are you talking about? Are you going to watch your mother die? ”

An Cheng was hoarse and yelled at his son.

However, An Zixuan knelt down towards Fu Yue, completely ignoring his mother, "Your Majesty, the heartfelt world of the courtiers can be expressed, the courtiers are His Majesty's people, and death is His Majesty's ghost, so naturally it is impossible to be in the same league as An Cheng!" ”

Fu Yue smiled nobly.

She waved her hand at An Zixuan, signaling him to get up, and then Shi Shiran walked in front of Prime Minister An, squatted down with dignity, and said: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, you probably don't know, if your good son hadn't told me all about your conspiracy, I might not have been able to discover your wolf ambitions, so how could I take precautions......"

Prime Minister An Cheng's eyes were split.

She never thought that the plan she had been planning for so many years would fail on her son-

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Angry.

In the end, Prime Minister An was forced to die of anger.