Da Chu 220 years.

In the middle of winter, the death knell rings.

The emperor died, and the whole country was defeated.

Buried with the emperor, there is also a portrait with yellowed corners.

……

If there is an afterlife.

Hopefully.

Ordinary people, cloth clothes and weak tea, a total of white heads, long guards.

……

Three days later, the new emperor ascended the throne.

Hang down your clothes and rule the world, and cover all the things.

On the Golden Luang Palace.

The Son of Heaven is bright and yellow, the color of the emperor.

The twelve crowns drooped slightly, blocking the face of the sky.

Chu Yanhuan sat on the dragon chair that symbolized the dignity of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, his delicate face was expressionless, and there was already a faint sense of majesty between his slightly immature eyebrows.

The minister at the head of the next bowel, Wu Yangyang, knelt on the ground, and everyone shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

The Empress raised her hand slightly.

"Zhongqing is flat."

Qing Liang's slightly immature voice sounded, this voice sounded without half emotion, in this empty Jinluan Palace, there was a faint kind of weird and terrifying.

The eunuch who stood in front of the white marble steps sang a high voice, "There is a book to play, and there is no book to retreat from the court-"

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In addition to being the prime minister of the government and the opposition, Shen Qingjue also served as the emperor's teacher, teaching Chu Yanhuan the strategy and domination that a superior person should have.

can be healed to the back, Shen Qingjue found.

Chu Yanhuan is a natural emperor.

Her intellect is terrifying, and her strong sense of ambition and sensitivity makes her goal extremely clear, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goal, stubbornly forcing her opponent to have no way to escape.

This is.

The reason and affection that the emperor needs.

And Chu Yanhuan's heart hides extremely hot emotions, the kind of true feelings that will never be easily revealed.

Great love for this splendid mountain and river and the people of Limin.

This again.

The indispensable word benevolence of the emperor.

The combination of rigidity and softness, the emperor's iron blood and benevolence are vividly expressed in her body.

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At this time, the imperial study was filled with gunsmoke.

"What's going on with the officials, how did you deal with such a thing now!"

The empress's cold voice came from inside the hall, "Small to appease, big to punish, do you still want me to teach such a simple thing?" See what you've done, do you have to take care of everything myself? ”

"And this ......"

"Bump!"

There was a muffled sound, probably the sound of the fold smashing on the desk.

"Who allowed you to meddle in the affairs of the Ministry of Punishment at will, and who gave you the guts to make such a thing?"

As soon as Shen Qingjue stepped into the outer hall, he heard a burst of sharp words from the girl, and her delicate and beautiful voice was a little weird and gloomy at the moment.

The thunderous wrath of the young empress.

The young man's delicate and beautiful pupils were slightly stunned, and his fingers in the snow suit tightened.

It's not often that she's so angry......

"Go down and deal with it immediately, if you can't solve it within three days, come and see you." Chu Yanhuan cleared Ling Ling's beautiful voice, sharp and compelling.

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Qingjue pushed open the door of the imperial study and stepped in.

Everyone's eyes brushed to the young man in front of the door.

Snow clothes and black hair, beautiful scenery and moon.

The ministers gave up their hands one after another, "Shen Xiang." ”

Shen Qingjue nodded slightly, and then walked in the direction of Chu Yanhuan.

Seeing Shen Qingjue coming, Chu Yanhuan pursed his lips and waved his hand to let the others retreat.

Soon, only the two of them were left in the study.

Shen Qingjue opened his mouth first, "Why is there such a big fire?" ”

As he spoke, he bent down slightly, picked up the fold on the ground with his snow-white fingertips, dusted off the ash on it, and then flipped it over.

After reading the above content clearly, the young man slightly hooked the corners of his cherry red lips and smiled a little.