Empress: Husband, are you actually the leader of the Demon Sect?

Chapter 7 Oh, who the hell did you mess with?

The screen changed to the backyard of the Shendu Palace.

Xia Ningshan put on a brand new long red dress, and stood in front of the bronze mirror, constantly embellishing it.

For her, the happiest moment of every day is when she secretly goes to the academy to meet her husband after finishing her court affairs.

Although we can't recognize each other at the moment, it's great to be able to take a look and say a few words.

"Tsing Yi, what do you think of me wearing this red dress?"

Xia Ningshan dressed delicately and asked softly.

But in Tsing Yi's eyes, she really couldn't understand it.

What kind of charm does that man in the academy have that makes Her Majesty the Empress so concerned.

If such a scene was seen by outsiders, they would be shocked and unbelievable.

More than a month ago, Xia Ningshan returned with iron blood, stabilized the situation with a thunderous force, and suppressed all the heroes in the court.

In their eyes, this empress was not only cold, but also ruthless.

Tsing Yi sighed slightly in his heart, and replied: "Your Majesty, you look good in anything you wear."

The corner of Xia Ningshan's mouth showed a smile, and when she turned around, a spy from outside the hall suddenly came to report. He knelt on one knee at the door, lowered his head and said:

"Your Majesty, there is a change in Shendu Academy! The old dean led 370 people from the entire academy and rushed to the Wang's mansion in a fierce manner, fearing a riot and conflict."

Hearing this, Tsing Yi frowned, she looked at Xia Ningshan, and asked after receiving a signal:
"The old dean has always been idle, making tea and talking about Taoism. He is really a scholar of the Shendu University. How could there be such a thug?"

Facing Tsing Yi's questioning, the spy did not dare to hide anything, and quickly said: "It is reported that it was caused by a school boy named Guan Chen."

After the words fell, Tsing Yi and Xia Ningshan looked at each other, slightly surprised.

"What's going on, tell me quickly!"

The spy's heart trembled, and he quickly reported all the causes and consequences.

When Guan Chen learned of his suspected wife's whereabouts and stopped Wang Jingshan on the street, Xia Ningshan couldn't help biting her lips movedly, lowering her eyebrows.

But when she heard Wang Jingshan lead Guan Chen into the mansion, her expression changed instantly, and a touch of anger flashed across her eyes.

"I already know, you go down first."

The secret agent got up immediately, and walked away with one step, and quickly disappeared into the courtyard.

Tsing Yi looked at Xia Ningshan, and secretly sighed that the Wang family was completely finished by this Wang Jingshan.

"According to this order, immediately send the imperial guards to seal off the Wang family's mansion, and... let Wang Qingyuan come over and see me!"

Xia Ningshan's face was frosty, and the cold air rolled out along the Martial King's Realm, causing the bronze mirror to shatter with a click.

Tsing Yi took the order and rushed out of the hall in one step.

Xia Ningshan looked out the door, her eyes were full of evil spirit.

If Guan Chen encounters an accident in the Wang family's mansion, even if she becomes a tyrant, she will lay dead bodies all over the Wang family and stain the moat with blood!

"His Majesty's decree, Wang Qingyuan, minister of the Ministry of Xuanbing, will see you!"

After a while, a middle-aged man appeared in a panic outside the hall.

Wearing black gauze and official robes, he is none other than Wang Qingyuan, the minister of the imperial court.

Long before he came, he had already heard what was happening outside.

At this moment, my house was in chaos, and conflicts erupted between a large number of domestic slaves and scholars in the academy.

He was about to rush back with [-] government soldiers and personal guards in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, he received the imperial edict from the empress.

"Your Majesty, King Qingyuan, greet Your Majesty!"

Through a door, Wang Qingyuan knelt on the ground, pale and trembling.

"Hat off."

Cold words came from the palace, and even two imperial guards stepped forward and took off Wang Qingyuan's hat.

Wang Qingyuan didn't dare to speak, but still lowered his head.

"Removal of armor."

Another sentence came out, and Wang Qingyuan was stunned. What is Your Majesty the Empress going to do?
The two imperial guards immediately stripped off their robes and threw them on the ground.

At this point, Wang Qingyuan put on the commoner clothes and asked in fear: "Your Majesty... why are you doing this?"

"I know in my heart what your heirs of the royal family have done. From today onwards, I will abolish your position as Minister of the Ministry of War and leave you with your life. Go back to your hometown."

The majesty of the empress cannot be disobeyed, and the holy words are like a thunderous roar, which makes Wang Qingyuan's mind collapse and his eyes glaze over.

Fa... what happened? ?

"Your Majesty! I'm not old yet, and I can still be loyal to you!" Wang Qingyuan kowtowed desperately.

"Get out!" Xia Ningshan shouted coldly.

The two imperial guards outside the gate were slashing, carrying Wang Qingyuan ruthlessly and throwing him out of the courtyard.

Steward Wang, who was waiting outside, was also dumbfounded when he saw such a scene.

He originally wanted to ask the Patriarch to go back quickly to save the urgent need.

But he never expected that the head of the family was stripped of his official hat and robe, and was thrown out by the imperial guards like a dog.

"Son! Who did you offend?!"

Wang Qingyuan roared in despair, his eyes full of sadness.

He knew very well in his heart that if he just kidnapped a woman, the crime would not cause him to lose his position in the court.

I'm afraid it's still that book boy named Guan Chen!

What is his origin that made Her Majesty the Empress so angry?
"My royal family...was ruined by this rebellious son!" Wang Qingyuan lay on the ground in grief, looking up to the sky and wailing.

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The screen turned again, and at this moment, a large number of onlookers gathered on the streets of Shendu, outside Nuoda's Wang's mansion.

Not long ago, more than 300 people from the academy broke in with sticks each, shouting and cursing broke out, followed by a burst of chaos.

Some of the onlookers saw the slaves being beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces. They finally climbed up to the eaves and wanted to escape, but they were forcibly pulled back by a big old hand.

The screams resounded, sticks flew across the sky, and the blood of the people of Shendu who watched was boiling.

"Good job! The young master of the Wang family has done so many evil things, I didn't expect to have today!"

"It's still a high-spirited scholar. If we can have such courage, maybe we are also human beings."

"Hey, what do you know? Shendu Academy was founded by the late emperor, so what can the Wang family do?"

The noise resounded continuously, and suddenly at the end of the street, a group of armored soldiers armed to the teeth appeared.

"It's the imperial guard!"

The crowd retreated in fear, and instantly became silent.

Tsing Yi kicked open the gate of Wang's house, but the scene in front of her made her look astonished.

The mansion was in a mess, crying and shouting, a large number of domestic slaves and academy people fighting together.

Wang Jingshan was being ridden on the head by the director's old man. His face was bruised and swollen from the beating, and two front teeth were lost.

With tears streaming down his face, he painted a complete portrait.

Guan Chen frowned carefully, and finally shook his head.

Seeing this, the dean couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

If Guan Chen's wife was really taken away by Wang Jingshan, then today, it would be more than just vomiting some blood.

"Father, where are you? These scholars are crazy, come and save my son!" Wang Jingshan tremblingly picked up his two front teeth on the ground, feeling miserable.

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