My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 1 Wedge Bai Ling
There is no one else in sight, and you are everywhere!
——Rong Zhan

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Southern Jin Dynasty, Zhaowen nine years.

Royal Palace.

In winter in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no snow and it is very warm.

The sun shines down, through the gaps in the leaves, the ground is dappled with light and shadow.

But at this time, the imperial palace seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar, cold and filled with a murderous aura.

Emperor Zhaowen passed away, and the whole country mourned. In the mourning hall, concubines and ministers knelt on the ground, and the sound of sobbing and mourning could be heard resounding throughout the palace.

Suddenly the eunuch declared:
According to the imperial edict of Emperor Zhaowen, I have not recovered from a long illness, and it is passed down to be the emperor in Taizixuan.

Since I succeeded to the throne, Concubine Shen Gui and I have played in harmony with each other, and have never left. I have granted Concubine Shen Gui and me the eternal rest and burial together in the imperial tomb...

As soon as this call came out, there was an uproar in the hall!

Shen Qianxia froze in place, with coldness in her bright eyes, "When did I play the piano with him? Why should I be buried with him?"

Empress Shen Muxue walked in front of her slowly, she covered her face in plain clothes and was sad.

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Sister, the emperor loves you the most in his life, and you are the one who worries the most."

Shen Qianxia stared at her coldly, "Shen Muxue, you should be the one the emperor wants to accompany him in his eternal sleep, right? Are you passing down the imperial decree or tampering with it?"

Shen Muxue was slightly stunned, her eyes dodged, but she had been tossing and rolling in the harem for many years, and soon regained her composure.

She sobbed softly, with a sad tone, "Isn't it chilling that my sister suspects that the imperial decree is false before the emperor's body is cold? The sacred order cannot be violated, and my sister is helpless now."

Shen Qianxia gouged out her ugly face, feeling disgusted.

She looked at the ministers kneeling all over the ground, and reprimanded coldly, "You are all living on the imperial salary, and now you are all planning to pretend to be deaf and dumb? Let Shen Muxue cover the sky with one hand, don't you care?"

All the ministers were dumbfounded, it was just a noble concubine, the aura she exuded made them feel chills down their backs, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Seeing this, Shen Muxue became anxious, and quickly put on the posture of a queen, "Give a three-foot white silk quickly, and be buried with the emperor, and those who violated the order will be buried with him!"

After saying that, Shen Qianxia was held by two guards. She secretly tried to break free, but she couldn't move.

Guard?

Shen Muxue had already replaced the guards of Zhongyang Palace with top experts.

Shen Qianxia's heart felt desolate, Shen Muxue was still in pain, weeping for Emperor Zhaowen.

Everyone lamented that the queen was gentle and dignified, and her mother loved the world, while Shen Guifei was domineering and domineering, and she was not on the stage.

The maid brought the tray, and the white silk was filled with a cold chill, which made her heart ache.

Shen Qianxia glanced at Emperor Zhaowen's coffin, "Rong Ye, you didn't let me go when you were alive, and you didn't accumulate virtue even after death. You are not worthy to be an emperor, and you are not worthy to look down on the world!"

As soon as her words fell, everyone was shocked!

Only she could say such rebellious words, and everyone showed her no mercy, but contempt and ridicule.

Bai Ling circled her neck, Shen Qianxia had never felt such fear and hatred before, her cold gaze passed over those people one by one.

The feeling of suffocation swept over her, and her consciousness gradually became chaotic.

Shen Muxue staggered and threw herself next to her, calling out to her younger sister, her voice and expression were earth-shattering.

Before Shen Qianxia completely lost consciousness, she only heard Shen Muxue's gloomy voice in her ear.

"Shen Qianxia, ​​the position of empress originally belonged to you, and of course you will be buried with her. If you don't die, how can Xuan'er stay in the country? If you want to fight with me, in your next life."

Shen Qianxia could no longer make any sound from her throat.

Shen Muxue suddenly cried again, "Little sister, you can go at ease."

Shen Qianxia closed her eyes with extreme unwillingness.

(End of this chapter)