The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

Chapter 162 Why Don't You Let Him Die?
The throne, the world...

She has already taken this step, how can she be merciful?She didn't want to kill so many relatives of the royal family, but she was still afraid that if there was a next time, no one would stand in her way.

Maybe at this moment, she is selfish.

But, who is not selfish?Who doesn't live for themselves?

If she is not selfish, thousands of people will deal with her.

When the time comes, she will be waiting to be pulled down from the throne of the altar, waiting to be trampled by all people.

But she couldn't understand the man in front of her.

It is clear that he was the one who wanted to kill her in the previous life, and he was the one who wanted to take her throne. Even if he fell in love with her in this life, how could he block arrows for her recklessly?

Perhaps, Meng Qing could not save him and let him fend for himself.

Let him die...

If she dies, no one will compete with her for the throne...

If she is dead, she is the only ruler of the Chu Kingdom...

For a moment, Meng Qing was frightened by her own thought.

What's wrong with her?
How could such a bunch of evil, terrifying and vicious ideas come up under such circumstances?

She didn't even want to understand what was going on, the man in front of her had saved her, but she wanted him to die for the sake of the throne?
Has selfishness and viciousness really reached this point?

Xiao Yan saved her because he loves her, it has already proved that he is wholeheartedly for her, why does she still want him to die?
Sure enough, the throne and power are the most greedy things. She has been in a high position for a long time, and she will naturally be afraid of the day when she will be pulled down. That's why she wants to avoid future troubles, so that she will have no worries and be safe. Seize the throne locally.

But is the current Meng Qing still the former Meng Qing?After going through so many things, she became more and more ruthless, whether it was Qi Yuan or Xiao Yan, they were all threats in her eyes.

Power is really a good thing. Once people get it, they will naturally not give up or give it up easily. It can magnify the evil of human nature to the extreme and fully break through the essence and bottom line of the wicked.

So she can't do this. No matter how ruthless she is, she can't kill people indiscriminately, and she can't take lives for her own selfish gain.

She is an emperor, and even more so, the emperor of the people of the world. She should have worked for the well-being of the people of the world, instead of killing innocent people here and killing siblings.

After thinking about it, Meng Qing sorted out her emotions.

She spoke very fast: "Qin Anmin, get Lingyu back."

Qin Anmin raised his head and said "ah" in surprise.

"If you are told to go, you can go, ah what?"

Qin Anmin was speechless for a moment.

"Yes, I will go now."

He got up from the ground, straightened his robes, and bowed to retreat.

After leaving the tent, he still murmured in his heart: When did the matter of passing on to me also fall on my head?I'm a doctor, sister!
At night, thousands of candlelights shine longingly on the girl's jade-like appearance.

She lay on the man's shoulder, muttering to herself.

"Xiao Yan, I seem to have changed... I don't even know myself anymore. You know, I had a terrible idea just now, that is to kill Wu Yanghou and his wife and you. They didn't do anything wrong. , just because of Qi Yuan, I want to kill the grass... As for you, it's also because of what happened in the previous life..."

"But when you blocked the arrow for me, I admit that I was really moved, but I was still very scared, afraid that everything was fake..."

As she spoke, Meng Qing's eyelids closed like a fight.

On the screen of the white tent, the candlelight casts halos of light round and round.

The girl lay quietly next to Xiao Yan and fell asleep. She was wearing a beaded ring and robe that had not yet been removed. The gold tassels were close to Xiao Yan's empty arms, which were cold and cold.

After a hard night's work, their faces were full of haggard and fatigue.

In the blurry dream, the figure flickered frequently.Five days after the little emperor committed suicide, the body was still intact under the protection of Xiao Yan, and the whole Xinuang Pavilion was smoked with her favorite spice.

Su Zhou finished sorting out the mountain of government affairs in the outer hall and came in to have a look.

After the little emperor committed suicide, his master fell into a slump, no matter who tried to persuade him, he always felt that Xiao Yan would be able to overthrow the state of Chu and ascend to the throne as long as the little emperor died.

Unexpectedly, he didn't care about it at all.

There is no one to take care of the huge state of Chu, the government affairs are piled up like a mountain, and the whole palace is lifeless, even the empress dowager came to make trouble for a long time, Xiao Yan did not leave the palace.

Xiao Yan promised Meng Qing not to kill Gu Qingyun, and he did it.

Just as Su Zhou was about to speak, Zhong Jie rushed over with a look of joy on his face.

He knew Xiao Yan's temper, so he stopped Zhong Qing.

"What are you going to do? My lord is still not sober from the grief of the death of the little emperor. You are so happy to go forward, aren't you looking for a fight?"

Zhong Qin sees a faint figure through the curtain.

"It's a good thing! It's a great thing!"

"What good thing?"

"An old Taoist came outside, and he said that he could solve the worries in the Lord's heart. I thought, didn't the Lord always believe in ghosts and gods? If the old Taoist has some skills, he can also coax the Lord to cheer up again."

"Aren't you fooling around? If the lord really becomes a monk, who will take care of Chu and Jin?"

Zhong Que's face changed, "What kind of shaved ordained monk? Can you speak? This is called having an emotional sustenance, so that he won't live in guilt all day long. Hey, you don't understand if I tell you, dead wood!"

"you!"

Suddenly, the figure inside the curtain seemed to turn around.

"What are you mumbling about?"

The man's words were dry and cold, like a marionette without charm.

Zhong Qing put aside Su Zhou's outstretched arm, lifted the curtain and entered.

He bowed and said: "Return to the lord, an old Taoist came to Xiao's house today. The old Taoist boasted that his morality is profound, and he can relieve your lord's urgent worries. It seems that he has some skills, so his subordinates also thought that maybe they would treat you If it is useful, I will report it to you quickly."

The girl on the bed was only wearing single clothes, with all her headgear removed. Her face was gray and her lips were bloodless, resembling a sleeping girl.

Xiao Yan tidied her temple hair thoughtfully, the way they got along made Zhong Qing almost think that Meng Qing was alive.

"Taoist? Since you said that he can relieve my urgent worries, then bring him into the palace."

"It has been brought in and is waiting outside the hall."

"Bring him in."

"Yes."

Zhong Jie turned around and went out to bring the man in.

The old Taoist was dressed in plain clothes, and there was nothing special about his body, but his head was full of white hair, which made people feel that his Taoism should be not shallow.

The old Taoist frowned as he sniffed the rich aroma in the inner hall.

The man in front of him was the one he was looking for.

That is, he, in the future, will turn the whole world upside down because of this woman on the bed.

(End of this chapter)