The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 113

The Queen Mother and the others had no time to care about what these concubines were thinking.

Lan Ye supported Chu Zhiyu and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Daqin has always had the habit of being buried, if there is an eventuality...you..."

She looked worried.

Only concubines who gave birth to dragon heirs can make an exception and survive without being buried.

Chu Zhiyu raised her eyebrows and was buried?

She looked around, and although King Qin's harem concubines were relatively few, there were still a considerable number of unnamed concubines that King Qin had forgotten.

Some women were sent in without even seeing King Qin's face.

The King of Qin has no son, which is well known in the world.

This means that everyone has to be buried.

Lan Ye comforted herself and said to herself and her mother, "It's okay, you are the princess of Nanliang. If something happens to the King of Qin, as long as Xi Wang disagrees, you can still leave Qin and return to Xi Wang."

However, that being said, Lan Ye knew in her heart that this thought was too good.

The emperor of Xiwang was willing to send such a pearl as Chu Zhiyu for marriage, and wanted to use her to obtain Qin's intelligence and military maps as a spy.

How could it be possible that after King Qin died, he would bargain with Da Qin for her, a princess who was no longer useful.

"No matter how bad it is, no matter how bad it is..." Lan Ye lowered her voice so as not to let the third person hear, "If you don't help this servant to find General Lu, he will definitely find a way to save you!"

Chu Zhiyu originally had a calm expression, but when she heard that Lu Huiming was mentioned, she couldn't help but raise her lips sarcastically.

"General Lu?"

Her soft and flat tone carried indifference and sarcasm that saw through the world.

Lan Ye was taken aback, she shut her mouth, feeling apprehensive, even more desperate, if even General Lu gave up on her master, would the master still have a way out?

The sun gradually rose.

As the temperature rises and time goes by, everyone's emotions gradually become agitated and anxious.

"Qin Zhuo's succession to the throne is orthodox. Why not?"

"It's you, General Hua, who has no orders to carry a gun in the palace, disrespects Ai's family, and is disloyal to His Majesty. Why don't you quickly disarm and plead guilty? After this matter is over, Ai's family will be punished lightly."

"I don't know why you are disrespectful, why you are disloyal, and why you disarmed."

General Hua Ze didn't eat soft and hard things, and he didn't take oil or salt. He was handsome and sassy, ​​"Without His Majesty's own handwriting, no one can choose a successor."

"What if Your Majesty can't do it?!" Cao Guogong glared at him.

The armor on Hua Ze's body reflected dazzling light in the sun, and no one could see his movements clearly. The red-tasseled spear had already reached Cao Guogong's neck.

Just a little bit of movement.

"Bold!"

"presumptuous!"

"Come on, General Hua, are you going to rebel?!"

"This is the imperial palace, how dare you use force! Lin Chong, hurry up and take down this traitor!"

Lin Chong, as a general of the Imperial Army, naturally had the accusation of guarding the palace. Seeing that General Hua Ze was outrageous, he obeyed the Queen Mother's order and left the queue.

Facing Hua Ze with a warning, "General Hua, please stop here, don't let His Majesty down!"

Sanshui was as stubborn as a rock, and couldn't help calling out Lin Chong at this moment.

However, Lin Chong didn't understand what Sanshui meant. Seeing that the queen mother and ministers headed by Cao Guogong all gave him admiring eyes, he held his head high.

Sanshui closed his eyes, "Idiot."

General Hua Ze's frozen face finally moved, and he looked at Lin Chong in surprise, "Disappoint Your Majesty?"

He shook his head and stopped looking at Lin Chong.

It was as if he didn't take Lin Chong seriously at all.

Enraged by his defiant attitude, Lin Chong drew his weapon.

Tensions.

There has been no movement at this moment, as if the door of a dead palace suddenly slammed softly.

The door opened.

(End of this chapter)