The imperial concubine is charming and coquettish, she crazily criticizes the tyrant for spoiling he

"The minister deserves death."

Lian Jinchen lay on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

He didn't dare to look at Lian Xueyin's expression, let alone Qing Chuan.

The clear embarrassment at this moment was like maggots on the tarsal bones, and the blood in his body seemed to have condensed.

He has always been confident that among the dozen or so successors His Majesty has selected, no one can compare with him, and he has come to the present step by step compared to those people, thinking that he is sure of victory.

But in front of him, His Majesty's words were like a slap in the face, knocking him awake all at once.

If he can't even manage a mere state, let alone the whole of Xiliang.

In fact, the four forces in Silingzhou have been fighting endlessly all year round, and everyone dreams of unifying the entire continent.It was after His Majesty ascended the throne that he strongly deterred the other three countries, which made Xiliang have a short period of peace.

But if His Majesty passes away, the other three countries will surely come back.

If he can't even keep Lingzhou now, then if Xiliang is handed over to him in the future, he may become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered sooner or later.

His Majesty didn't start, but he was already questioning his ability.

Lian Jinchen was sweating profusely, obviously tired and irritable, but now he felt like falling into an ice cave.

"Let's go out." Lian Xueyin's voice could not hear any emotion.

Lian Jinchen didn't dare to move.

"What? Are you going to ask the widow to invite you out?" Lian Xueyin's voice showed displeasure.

Lian Jinchen had no choice but to get up, bowed and said, "I will leave."

After he went out, Qingzhi asked curiously: "Your Majesty, won't you tell him what to do next? If the city is in chaos now, not only the people, but even the officers and soldiers will not be spared, right?"

Lian Xueyin glanced at her: "Do you care about him?"

Qing Kuo's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "How is it possible? I don't even care about a dog if I care about him!"

"Really?" Lian Xueyin looked at her.

Aoba: "..."

Could it be that he was testing her for something?
Why does she always feel weird, as if even Xueyin knows something, it shouldn't, it shouldn't, it shouldn't.

She told the king her secret, and the king is a tiger who can't speak.

"Of course!"

How could she care about Lian Jinchen? She was just worried about the people outside, okay?
Qing Chuan said unhappily: "What do I care about him? I care about you, Your Majesty. Now that people are spreading such random propaganda, the outside world doesn't know what it is like to spread about Your Majesty!"

"I don't care." Lian Xueyin replied.

Qing Kuo observed his expression and found that he really didn't care at all.

She felt that Lian Xueyin was actually quite contradictory. After he came to power, he made drastic moves. Although his methods were a little cruel, he used heavy codes in troubled times. Without his bloody policy, it would be impossible for the people of Xiliang to live and work in peace and contentment for 20 years.

But he didn't seem to care about his reputation at all, and let the outside world spread him as a tyrant who ate human flesh and drank human blood.

There are also rumors that he is mentally abnormal because of his poor health, and it is rumored that he can't favor women and men.

There are all kinds of things, and they are all extremely outrageous anyway.

It is impossible for him not to know this.

But he never refuted a word, nor let anyone beautify his reputation.

Instead, he allowed the name of the tyrant to intensify.

Obviously, he is not that kind of person.

"Your Majesty," Qing Qiao couldn't help asking him, "If you could choose, would you want to be a wise ruler praised by everyone and admired by all people, or a tyrant who was reviled by everyone and punished by everyone? "