After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 546 I, Yin Jiuqing, Are Reversed

When he saw the man clearly, Ye Zhao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but take a step back, his face pale as paper.

Ye Wu glanced at him clearly, and clenched the sword in his hand.

Hong Feng came to the center of the hall, her knees softened and she knelt down abruptly.

"Please the emperor give me an explanation for the more than [-] people who died unjustly in Hezhou!"

"Please the emperor give me an explanation for the more than [-] people who died unjustly in Hezhou!"

"Please the emperor give me an explanation for the more than [-] people who died unjustly in Hezhou!"

Nan Rong looked at her in shock, his face twisted slightly with anger.

Hong Feng knelt on the ground like this, and kept repeating this sentence, kowtowing every time she said it.

Ye Zhao looked at her desperately, and suddenly smiled and took a step back.

I thought she liked him.

Who ever thought that all of this was exploited.

Also, he was the executioner who slaughtered her fellow countrymen, so how could she really want to stay with him for the rest of her life.

Nan Rong's cold and stern eyes flicked across Yin Jiuqing's face, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Slander the current emperor, Yin Jiuqing, how dare you offend him!"

Seeing his furious appearance, Yin Jiuqing leaned back on the seat lazily. Under the eyes of everyone, her brows and eyes were frowning, but her bright red lips were slightly parted.

"I, Yin Jiuqing, reversed!"

Her words were clank and clank like iron.

The gentle voice flowed in the luxurious hall, with unparalleled sharpness, which made everyone startled with different expressions.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Everyone was stunned at that moment, and no one thought that Yu Shicheng would dare to say such treasonous words in the hall.

Could it be, don't die.

Nan Si's lips curled into a cold arc.

Sure enough, after Li Cang died, Yin Jiuqing couldn't suppress the fire in his heart, and let it out completely.

Next, the one who should be beheaded is probably her.

"My lord, it's the other way around."

In the silence, a soft voice sounded slowly.

In the main hall, which was about to explode, the man in green clothes was particularly eye-catching. He sat there indifferently, and he was extraordinary and refined from beginning to end.

Nan Rong's complexion changed, and a cold and sharp voice sounded instantly: "Come here! Drag Yin Jiuqing and Gu Qingyu out, and tear them apart!"

His suddenly raised voice shook the entire hall into silence, only the candles were still flickering, sprinkling the warm yellow halo into the room.

With a careless smile on the corner of Yin Jiuqing's lips, she slowly got up.

"Your Highness." She didn't call him the emperor, but just called him by the original title, "Your people won't come."

Nan Rong's eyes were terrified.

How dare she?How dare you plot rebellion in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty?

"Yin Jiuqing, Gu Qingyu, are you really going to be accused of treason? Are you not afraid of being spurned and killed by the world?"

Yin Jiuqing slowly got up from the seat, her bright eyes swept across Nan Rong's ferocious face.

Lips parted slightly, "The late emperor's decree, all ministers kneel down to welcome you."

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to act rashly.

In the silence, Gu Qingyu took the lead in kneeling down, and his high-pitched voice resounded through the hall, "I am waiting to hear the order."

With his beginning, the courtiers knelt down one after another, including the queen mother who was already stunned by this incident.

Yin Jiuqing stood in the main hall, with red lips slightly raised, and slowly opened the imperial decree.

Her every move, her whole body interprets four words: the wind of the king.

Glancing at everyone kneeling on the ground, she sneered.

(End of this chapter)