Chapter 3311

Ning Chengjie's heart was cramped. Looking at the scene of warmth and noble spirit in the hall, he saw his embarrassment at this time and felt more dazzling. He shouted and pulled out the long sword from the snow, "kill Ning Bai for the foundation of the country!"

The princess stood on the high platform, indifferent, just a thin smile.

from all sides.

Suddenly, thousands of troops and horses came, which almost flattened the battle in the palace and pointed the sword at Ning Chengjie!

The young general came from the chaos of war. He was as white as snow and spotless. He was very noble and sharp in the middle of the night. He held a long sword and killed a path of blood in the cold light.

And the other side,

Ning Jiezhi led the army, and the evil shop was indifferent, showing a cold and precious temperament. Looking at Ning Chengjie, it seemed that it was unreal to see it, which seemed to be mixed with light ridicule.

The scene was once reversed.

Ning Chengjie was besieged, his hands and feet were cold, and his brain was completely blank.

But the situation changed in an instant.

How could

How is that possible?

Until all the people led by Ning Chengjie became the ghosts under the sword and died in the palace, and Ning Chengjie was captured alive and had no resistance.

The prince was pressed on his shoulder, knelt on the ground and looked up at the princess. He only saw the color of red clothes like blood. The Phoenix totem was mysterious and noble.

Ning Chengjie closed his eyes reluctantly and roared up to the sky.

Ning Bai!

from the beginning,

It's Ning Bai!

The princess looked at the scene condescending, looked away very lightly, looked at the trembling emperor with great interest, and her thin lips half aroused the arc of evil sycophants.

"Father emperor." she smiled, not containing the slightest temperature: "prince, this is a rebellion."

If it was not light or heavy, the emperor suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and completely fainted.

Ranbai whispered, "treason is a felony."

Late at night, the forest is cold and the cold wind howls.

The smell of blood remained in the air, and the endless snow was like a grand white funeral to commemorate the human tragedy.

Young white clothes, that touch of snow, as cold as ice and snow, are very eye-catching.

Princess in red.

superior.

Tonight's capital,

Destined to be a sleepless night.

All forces, reshuffle.

Prince Ning Chengjie tried to rob sinners during exile.

The prince risked universal condemnation to rebel and forced the palace at night.

The prince has failed in rebellion and is now in custody.

Today, Princess Xizhao is in charge of the court hall.

Dark clouds,

The storm has come.

Later.

The emperor was so angry that he ordered to abolish the crown prince, demote the common people, suppress heaven prison and be imprisoned for life.

In the past, everyone respected the crown prince, but now he has come to such an end.

The emperor is seriously ill.

The crown prince was abolished.

People in the court are different.

But one by one was severely suppressed by Princess Xizhao with cold-blooded and ruthless means.

Therefore, in the winter of 172, the state of Zheng.

The emperor issued an edict, abdicated on his own initiative and personally granted Princess Xizhao as the king of a country.

Since then,

So Zheng ushered in a new country.

How absurd is it for a woman to be king?

But now, no one dares to make sense.

The rebellion,

Princess Xizhao made a great contribution to escort her. The capital was chaotic and she suppressed it alone.

The forces in the court were dyed white and cleaned again and again.

Young general Jin Yao, eighth Prince Ning Bangzhi, young champion Lang Linyong, imperial historian Zhao Sheng, Taiwei He Yun, General Liu Yu and so on

Almost everyone in high power,

All stand up and support Princess Xizhao to seal the king.

The princess is king.

It's what people want.

Therefore, in the winter of 172, the state of Zheng.

Princess Xizhao ascended the throne, dominated the whole country, and became the first legendary emperor in guzheng's history.

Its strategy and cruel means are all admirable.

But the real truth

Half a month ago.

The day the prince forced the palace to rebel.

The night was bleak and snowy.

The emperor was in a coma due to excessive shock. When he woke up again, it was midnight.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there were multiple shadows in front of him, blurred, and the Yan red Ze was like dark blood, subconsciously making the emperor stare.

"The father woke up?" the princess supported her white forehead with one hand, her fingers were slender, and her long eyelashes fell lazily on her eyelids to cover her eyes. It was a bit sharp, but when she opened her eyes, it was frozen in the cold pool. It was dangerous. She looked at the emperor like that, with a faint tone and a smile.

The emperor struggled but could do nothing. It seemed that the bloody scene a few hours ago was reflected in front of him, and he was very angry.

"As a man, you should always learn to judge the hour and size up the situation." ran Bai smiled indifferently and leisurely. Her red clothes were as clean as ever without splashing any blood. She looked down at the Emperor: "the prince should be severely punished for his rebellion."

"What does the father say?"

An understated rhetorical question hit the emperor's heart like an ice pick. His lips were trembling and his tone was extremely unstable. He raised his hand tremblingly, stretched out a little in the air and pointed to ran Bai: "... Great, great evil..."

Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to finish this sentence. The dark guard standing on the side stepped forward directly and removed the emperor's chin cleanly and coldly.

"It's better for the father to be obedient." ran Bai was indifferent. She tapped her fingertips on the table and made an ethereal sound, one after another. It was creepy in the middle of the night. Her words were very light, not light but not heavy, and there was a hidden murderous opportunity: "do you want to take the initiative to abdicate and be a supreme emperor and live a safe and secure life for the rest of your life, or..."

She paused, in the emperor's frightened and angry eyes, and then slowly said, "enjoy the scenery of the yellow spring with those people outside?"

The dark night,

The princess is deeply unpredictable and indifferent.

So later,

Now.

The day of the coronation ceremony.

The Imperial Palace has been renovated, with rockery corridors, bright yellow glazed tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, and resplendent gold and blue.

When Jinyao came in, he saw the maid in waiting bowing her head to dress the princess respectfully.

"I'll come." the young general, as always, seemed to meet for the first time. He was always dressed in snow clothes, clean and elegant, more transparent than the ice and snow. He said coldly and walked forward.

The maid in waiting did not dare to delay. She said yes and withdrew.

Ranbai stood there, like a lazy man who didn't sleep. After hearing the boy's voice, she raised her thin lip slightly.

The young general took the initiative to pick up the yellow clothes on the red sandalwood tray, gently skimmed the white fingertips, and dressed and dressed the girl gently and elegantly.

The blood red phoenix dress is the totem of the Phoenix.

Jinyao personally put on the nine instrument gilt pearl crown for the princess. He was solemn and solemn. The young man's fingers were white and slender. His fingertips flashed over the white jade free flow and looked at the girl's face reflected in the mirror.

Twelve Mian diaos covered the girl's eyebrows and eyes. You can see the arc exquisite jaw. The boy bent his eyes and smiled obsessed: "it's very beautiful."

The princess stood up, turned slowly, looked at the young Qingjun eyebrows and eyes, and flirted lazily: "the childe is more beautiful."

…

Outside the Jinluan hall,

Ninety nine eighty-one steps.

Blood red figure,

Step by step.

After the beginning of heavy snow, hunting generates wind.

The princess stood at the highest place, dressed in blood.

Half covered his face and couldn't peep out his emotions. His peach eyes looked at all sentient beings, like the darkest abyss in the world.

King in the world.

The head of all officials,

Young white clothes, cool snow color, elegant pear pattern between sleeves, also like the first time.

Slightly raised his eyes, which are deeper than the world. The upper three parts of his eyes seem to be splashed with strong clear ink, reflecting the shadow of the princess. He is vaguely pious and obsessed, which is a pathological paranoia hidden in the deepest place.

The princess is a God.

Jin Yao's life.

Willingly submit to your highness.

Willing to be your Highness's only minister.