Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 674 The Building Will Fall

(The previous chapter was blocked, I asked the editor to unblock it on Monday, huh)
Su Jiu was silent.

She remembered the bunch of brass keys and asked, "By the way, those keys..."

"I have a small house on Yanxing Street, you have been there before." Xiao Tingchen casually took a sip of fish porridge, "We have divorced, and the small house is given to you as a reward, and it is not in vain for you to serve me Such a long time."

Su Jiu's little hand quietly clenched the hem of the skirt.

It seems that Xiao Tingchen really doesn't want her anymore.

She smiled, "Then I would like to thank the Regent..."

Xiao Tingchen finished Su Jiu's fish porridge, hugged her into his arms, and put his palms familiarly into her skirt.

He squinted his eyes and smiled innocently, "Even if I demote my sister to be a concubine, I still don't want to let you go. So what about my sister, if she has a chance to run away from me in the future, will she choose to run away?"

Su Jiu tilted his head.

The man's eyes were dark and deep, as if something was brewing.

She doesn't understand.

She hesitated for a while, fearing that Xiao Tingchen would try to torture herself again, so she shook her head obediently.

But very guilty.

Xiao Tingchen didn't mind either, he gently held Su Jiu's face, and kissed it slowly...

Su Jiu was pressed on the soft couch by him.

Her hands tightly grasped the mattress, struggling to bear the man's blessing.

The night outside the flower window was thick, and several thunderstorms rolled by, as if the first rain of this summer was about to fall.

The night wind blew out the candlelight.

This is a long blessing.

From the initial silence of biting his lips, Su Jiu gradually turned into a cat-like groan, and finally turned into a broken voice begging for mercy in pain.

The dog man will be very fierce tonight.

This kind of fierceness is different from the previous fierceness.

It was as if the two were about to part, and he wanted to finish the love affairs of the rest of his life at once...

Su Jiu endured it, but passed out in the middle of the night.

Today's dawn comes later than ever.

There was no rain last night, but the dark clouds gathered in the early summer sky this morning, covering the sky above Chang'an City, as if a storm was brewing.

Xiao Tingchen washed and changed clothes slowly.

It is still the court dress of the regent king. The black satin surface exudes a fine luster, and the golden dragon embroidery is lifelike and majestic.

The gold silk inlaid jade belt outlines the tall and slender figure of the man.

With a golden crown and hair tied, he has a stern posture.

As if one glance, you can't help but bow down under his coercion.

He tidied up and looked at Su Jiu under the bed curtain.

He stepped forward and gently tucked in the quilt for her.

He leaned over and kissed the girl's lips.

There seemed to be thousands of words in Taohua's eyes, but she didn't say a single word.

He touched Su Jiu's face, smiled softly, turned and left.

Chaotang.

Today is still Xiao Tingchen's home game.

He even prepared a grand master's chair on the Golden Luan Hall, and sat there lazily by himself, listening to the courtiers report important events one by one, almost no different from the emperor.

The atmosphere in the court hall is oppressive, just like the sky outside the hall.

Except for the minister who reported the matter, the other ministers including Xiao Tingchen remained silent, as if they were waiting for something.

There was a muffled thunder, and the little eunuch's singing came from outside the hall:
"My lord is here—"

Taishi Zhao stepped into the Golden Luan Hall without haste.

An old man in his 50s, full of energy, with shrewd eyes.

The aristocratic families in Chang'an City surrounded him, as if respecting him.

Rong Zheng is also among them.

For a while, the hall was crowded with hundreds of civil and military officials, but the hall could still hear needles falling, and it was extremely quiet.

There is a three-way confrontation between North Korea and China.

The faction headed by Xiao Tingchen, the faction headed by Taishi Zhao, and the neutral faction.

The guards moved the big chairs and respectfully invited Grand Master Zhao to sit down.

The old man stroked his beard, "It's only been two years since I left Chang'an. When the teacher returned to the court yesterday, I realized that the court has changed. The ministers are in power, and they are filthy!"

Everyone looked at Xiao Tingchen.

The man's peach blossom eyes are curved, and when he smiles, his cinnabar color is bright, enchanting and handsome.

The posture of resting his chin with one hand is domineering and powerful, as if he can strategize while talking and laughing.

He said softly, "If the Grand Master has something to say, you might as well say it directly. They are all high-ranking and powerful officials in the court. It's so boring to accuse Sang and scold Huai."

Taishi Zhao's face was old but majestic, and his voice pierced through the Golden Luan Hall, making everyone present fearful, "Someone reported to this old man that the regent has committed five crimes."

"Oh? I don't know which five sects?"

"Punishing the court officials and dignitaries without authorization is the first crime. Killing the prime minister of Dongli country and sending troops to Dongli country to provoke the world's war without authorization is the second crime. Insulting Princess Jin Xuanyin of Beiliang and beheading her Hiding the head in the mansion is the third crime. Correspondence with Su Runmo, the master of the Northern Liang Dynasty, is the fourth crime. Falsely preaching the imperial decree and canonizing himself as the regent without authorization is the fifth crime. Felony crimes. To sum up, the Regent has colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, and has been disloyal to the Holy Majesty at home, how dare you plead guilty?!"

Taishi Zhao made a loud noise.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had different expressions.

All kinds of eyes fell on Xiao Tingchen one after another. He was still in a lazy posture, and even picked his ears casually with his little finger, as if he didn't listen at all.

Master Zhao sneered, "Xiao Tingchen, you have nothing to say?"

"Evidence." Xiao Tingchen raised his eyes, "Grand Master Zhao has a red mouth and white teeth, whatever you say is what you say? You have to produce evidence, don't you?"

"it is good."

Master Zhao smiled and clapped his hands.

The little eunuch outside the hall immediately sang loudly:
"The Emperor is here—"

All civil and military officials were shocked.

They looked outside the gate of the palace, and they saw the emperor wearing a dragon robe, with a solemn appearance, striding towards him.

Although her face was pale and haggard, at least she was much better than when she was unconscious.

But I don't know when I woke up.

He stepped into the Golden Palace with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiao Tingchen with deep and complicated eyes.

Xiao Tingchen turned a blind eye and stood up with all the ministers to salute.

The emperor went straight up the imperial steps, and said coldly: "Get up, everyone. During the period of my absence, the regent will have to worry a lot about state affairs."

He bit down on the word "Regent".

"However—" He lifted his robe and sat down on the dragon chair, and changed the subject, "Why don't I remember that you were appointed as regent? I remember, before I fell into a coma, I asked you to take good care of your mother."

Xiao Tingchen licked his thin lips, "Probably my minister misheard..."

He still has peach blossom eyes, and his appearance is unparalleled.

He looked innocent.

The emperor's eyes darkened, as if he wanted to hate him, but his eyes fell on his face, and the eyes were mostly helpless after all.

Taishi Zhao said with a smile: "Take good care of your mother, and canonize the regent. It seems impossible to mishear, right? Well, even if you really misheard, how do you explain collaborating with the enemy and treason? My spies in the northwest reported that your people Bringing a lot of money and letters, I went to Beiliang to visit the National Teacher's Mansion. I'm afraid it's not a good intention."

(End of this chapter)