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If he wanted to keep Zhao Yuannan, he still had to get past Dongfang Wenming.

Dongfang Wenming said, "Not long ago, His Majesty ordered the extermination of Zhao Si's entire clan. Since he doesn't have imperial records, he wants to forgive Zhao Si's son. Isn't this just telling the people of the world that His Majesty went back on his word? A sinner was a sinner, he could not be left alive if he wanted to die! Didn't the Emperor understand the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain? "

Zhao Jing was betting on a calamity. "But you said that I'm the emperor, the lord of the world!"

If she won, she would be able to survive. If I lose … She would die together with Zhao Yuannan! This still depended on how much weight she had in her heart!

Before his mother passed away, she had said that Dongfang Buming did not dare to kill her.

Although Zhao Jing didn't know the reason, Dongfang Wenming had spared no effort to bring her back from the countryside. He had not hesitated to kill her mother and protect her daughter's identity; there must be another reason for that!

Zhao Jing wiped the tears from her eyes and opened her eyes wide. She stared unblinkingly at the unfathomable scene in the east.

Dongfang Wenming was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected that the sobbing Zhao Jing would suddenly have a bit of the aura of a monarch.

"I want him alive!" Zhao Jing said, "From now on, you will serve by my side. Anyone who dares to touch him will be punished with the death of their king!"

Inside and outside the black mass of kneeling, the servants did not dare to breathe out, much less raise their heads.

"The Emperor destroyed his entire clan, but he still wants to keep him?" Dongfang Wenming crouched down to keep Zhao Jing's eye on him. "Your Imperial Majesty has thought that if he wanted to avenge father, he could take advantage of the emperor's misfortune and place a knife on Your Imperial Majesty's neck …"

"This servant doesn't dare!" Zhao Yuannan immediately changed his words, feeling extremely terrified, "This servant will definitely serve Your Majesty with all my heart. I definitely won't dare to have any second thoughts! Your servant's life was given to you by the emperor, your servant … "

Dongfang Wenming coughed lightly, interrupting Zhao Yuannan's words.

"I'm not afraid!" Zhao Jing looked to the east, but didn't dare to meet his gaze. Dongfang Wenming's eyes were too cold. It was like a cold night in the desert, so cold that she subconsciously shrunk her body.

After a while, Dongfang Wenming slowly stood up. A hint of disdain appeared on his lifeless face.

It was a disdain towards young people, a ridicule towards the careful! What could be hidden from his eyes? It was just a stubborn, self-righteous, and intelligent young man. It was hard to tell if he was old or smart! If he was able to reach his current state, how could it be something that Zu Yin could do?

"The word 'servant' really changes his mouth fast!" Dongfang Wenming gently held Zhao Jing's hand and turned to give him a faint smile. It was as if the unhappiness just now was just a farce.

He led her back, and she let him hold her hand. He was clearly a cold-blooded and ruthless person, but his palm was as warm as a heart!

"Since you want to be the servant of the Emperor, then go report your dao to the Internal Affairs Supervisor!" The East did not say so.

As soon as he said that, Zhao Yuannan who was outside cried out, "Your majesty, spare me …" "Your Majesty, don't …"

Zhao Jing's heart skipped a beat and he was at a loss for words. "What kind of place is an inmate overseer?" She threw Dongfang Wenming's hand away and ran back while holding her clothes. She could not let anyone kill Zhao YuanNan. If he stood alone and did not have any help in the future, then Zhao Jing would be no different from dead!

Zhao Jing stopped outside a door. She had watched as they dragged Zhao Yuannan inside.

There were guards guarding the door, and inside, there was a screen. Zhao Jing stood outside the screen and could clearly see what was going on inside. With just a few glances, Zhao Jing's young body couldn't help but tremble. Even when her mother had died, she had never been as scared as she was now …

In the next moment, Zhao Jing was frantically running away with the corner of his dragon robe. He crashed headfirst into the bosom of Dongfang Wenming. She ran so fast that she almost bounced off the ground. Fortunately, Dongfang Cunming pulled her back into his embrace.

Dongfang Wenming was like a benevolent elder, he caressed her back and comforted her softly. "Since His Majesty wants him to stay, then we must follow the rules of the palace! Even if the Emperor was the emperor, the emperor still had their own ancestral rules and laws! Zhao Yuannan can be exempted from the death penalty and cannot be spared. Otherwise, how can he keep the masses from talking? "

Zhao Jing raised his head to look at him. It was as if he had truly seen the demons of the world. In an instant, his vision turned pitch-black and he lost consciousness!

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the room.

Zhao Yuannan was pressed onto the bed by a few elderly eunuchs. They tied his hands to the bedpost with a cloth belt and stuffed his mouth so that he wouldn't scream. The eunuchs were playing with his younger brother without restraint. They were extremely excited. Accompanying the eunuch's slightly agitated and heavy breathing, that lustre like jade object was slowly stuffed into his space.

Separated by the screen, Zhao Jing could see the object. It was so thick and long …

How much pain should it hurt?

Zhao Yuannan's body was covered in blood!

Zhao Yuannan was crying, as was Zhao Jing. She had never thought that human nature could be this vile! Killing was like killing someone on the spot. This kind of humiliation made her feel even worse than killing Zhao Yuannan. I will not kill Born, but Born will be humiliated because of me …

The wind blew against the half-open window frame, causing a creaking sound. The vague sound of the East could be heard in Zhao Jing's ears: Ru, Liu Ying, was an example of a tiger being raised. Since the Emperor insisted on staying, he could only send it to the inner palace to be taught a good lesson.

Zhao Jing cried out in alarm as he sat up with tears all over his face.

The Qian Yuan Palace was still the Qian Yuan Palace, and it was empty without a single person.

"Dong Fangming, you lied to me!"