After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 841 She Has No Sincerity At All, Okay?

"Young Master, we're here." After a while, Chongyang's voice sounded outside the carriage.

Yin Jiuqing nodded and stepped out of the carriage.

She is going to reply to the order, but there are more important things than this.

She walked into the majestic palace gate and strode towards the imperial study room. The atmosphere in the whole palace was extremely oppressive. When the servants on the way saw her, they all saluted and were extremely humble.

As if she had never seen it, she came straight to the door of the imperial study.

Seeing this, the eunuch immediately went in to communicate, and after a while, Nan Ye appeared at the door in a hurry.

"Xi..." He swallowed the words he was about to say, and changed it to: "Sister Huang."

"Yeah." Bright red lips pulled out a syllable coldly, and she strode in, straight to the point, without the slightest tact, "Where is the king's whip?"

Since the beginning of the Yanjing Dynasty, there has been whipping the king. Those who hold the whip can beat treacherous ministers down and faint kings up.

Nan Ye glanced at her with round eyes, "Sister Huang, wait a moment."

He walked towards the inside with heavy steps, and when he came out again, he was holding a brocade box in his hand, and inside was the king's whip.

He handed the brocade box to Yin Jiuqing, "Sister Xi, can you hit it lightly?"

After speaking, he lay on his side, gritted his teeth, and waited for the whipping to come.

"..." Yin Jiuqing frowned and glanced at him, "If you don't want to be beaten, do what the king of a country should do."

After finishing speaking, she didn't stay any longer, and walked out of the imperial study with the brocade box in her hand.

Nan Ye blinked suspiciously, watching her figure gradually disappearing from his eyes.

Sister Xi wanted to beat the king whip, didn't she want to beat him?

For a long time, the Yanjing Dynasty never sent out the king whip. First, the majesty of the emperor cannot be offended, and second, the previous emperors were very wise.

Thinking of himself, he sighed in frustration.

Sister Xi must be very disappointed with him now, otherwise, she wouldn't have come to take away the king whip.

From a distance, Chongyang and Shanhu saw Yin Jiuqing coming out holding a brocade box, and the box was engraved with a lifelike golden dragon, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not ordinary.

As she approached, Chongyang asked: "My lord, is this a reward from the emperor?"

Yin Jiuqing frowned slightly, and his disgusted eyes swept over him, "Go to the National Temple."

Hearing this, he nodded and drove the carriage towards the Guosi, but he was thinking all the way.

"My lord, Li Cang has disregarded the world of mortals and put down all the national teachers, and you still go to harass others."

"..." Yin Jiuqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and reminded herself to be calm and not to be as knowledgeable as people without brains.

When the sun was setting, the carriage finally stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Yin Jiuqing looked at the endless steps that night, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, "Is there no trail to go right away?"

Coral shook her head, cutting off her last sliver of hope.

"My lord, this is the national temple. If you want to go to the top, you have to go through thousands of steps to show your sincerity."

Yin Jiuqing: "..."

The problem is, she has no sincerity at all, okay?
She didn't speak anymore, but just stared at the steps soaring into the sky with no end in sight, "Tell me, if I roar here, will Li Cang hear it and come down?"

"..." The two guards silently glanced at her, and didn't speak any more.

(End of this chapter)