The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 4

Zhang Zhaozhong, the crown prince of the three dynasties, stepped forward resolutely, admonishing: "Regent, absolutely not! How can a woman inherit the throne and hold military power..."

"This king is right, you are deaf, can't you hear?" Ye Beiming's cold and quiet voice was mixed with violent ruthlessness, as if he was about to kill someone.

Everyone was timid, sweating profusely, and immediately bowed their heads and knelt down to plead guilty: "The regent, calm down."

In the minds of all the ministers, the image of a young boy holding a long sword and killing all the people who competed for imperial power in the court.

Blood stained Wende Hall red, but he was as he was when he came, Zhilan Yushu, spotless, bright like a breeze, bright like a bright moon.

"Keep silent, the only way to save your life." The ice-like voice behind the curtain floated in the Wende Hall with a strong threat.

"Prince Regent, thousand years old, thousand years old." All the officials fell to the ground, shaking like chaff, trembling with sweat.

Mu Qianhan raised his eyes, three points of surprise flashed across the bottom of his eyes, and thought: He just agreed.

"You want the throne, you won't talk about it until you win my fist." Yu Wenhao was listening, burning with anger.

After finishing his speech, Yu Wenhao swung his fist towards Xiao Baiqi in front of everyone with lightning speed, drawing an elegant arc in the air.

He thought that this punch would hit her tender and smooth face heavily, but when he got close to Mu Qianhan, he couldn't move any further.

Before he could react, Mu Qianhan took advantage of his unpreparedness and raised his leg to attack his lower abdomen.

Yu Wenhao received a solid blow in the abdomen.

With a "wow", he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell from the air to the ground. The blood splashed on the floor was still dazzling! !

Curled up into a ball, Yu Wenhao covered his lower abdomen and cursed loudly: "Are you still a woman? It really hurts."

After finishing speaking, Yu Wenhao lost his voice and passed out completely.

The ministers turned pale with shock.Yu Wenhao, the youngest martial arts champion in the Song Dynasty, only made one move under Mu Qianhan.

The prime minister, Nanxi City, has the highest cultivation base and can see most clearly that Mu Qianhan's blow did not fall on Yu Wenhao's body at all.

He was so frightened that his Adam's apple rolled anxiously, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his temples.

Suddenly, an unprecedented coercion approached Nanxi City. Nanxi City's knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop: "Prince Mu is a thousand years old."

The rest of the ministers couldn't bear the coercion like Nanxi City and knelt on the ground: "Prince Mu is a thousand years old."

Mu Qianhan withdrew his hand, and glanced indifferently at Nanxi City, who was kneeling on the ground, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and his raised phoenix eyes were filled with indifference and bloodthirsty.

Nanxi City saw her thin lips curled into a sarcasm smile, like Shura from hell, and suddenly felt chills all over his body!
Before Emperor Song and the others could react, a cold and clear voice came from behind the bead curtain: "Weaving and Dyeing will prepare King Mu's court clothes within two days, and the general's armor will be completed in seven days. It will be issued from now on." The imperial edict announces to the world that Mu Qianhan, the youngest daughter of Prince Mu's residence, will inherit the title of Prince Mu and lead the three armies."

The prince regent has set the title, who dares to say more!

All the ministers prostrated themselves on the ground and replied loudly: "Observe the order!"

Ye Beiming made no secret of his aura and strength, how could Mu Qianhan fail to sense that he was the one who gathered souls for her.

Since the regent knows her identity, then the title of Prince Mu is in her pocket.

"Since that's the case, I will go back to the palace and wait there. After three days, I will go to the court to discuss with the ministers about recruiting troops." After speaking, her clothes fluttered, and she turned and left.

He didn't put people in his eyes when he came, and he didn't put people in his eyes when he went.It's as if the civil and military dynasties of the Manchu Dynasty, the king of a country, never existed.

"Uncle Huang, why is she so defiant?" Ye Ting asked angrily, pointing in the direction she was leaving, speaking incoherently.

Ye Beiming pursed his lips and watched the white figure go farther and farther, and replied softly: "Because she will be the mainstay of the Song Dynasty, the pillar of the country."

Since she was the former Xiao family Saburo, she was the girl he fell in love with at first sight in Yinchuan City!
Ye Beiming caressed the jade pendant that belonged to her in his hand, and carefully placed it in his arms like holding a treasure, sticking it to his heart.

Ye Beiming raised his head, staring directly at Zhang Zhaozhong with Youlu's icy eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Master Taifu is afraid that he is very ill recently, and this king looks like an eyesore. Go back to the mansion and cultivate well, don't hang around in front of this king. "

"No!" Zhang Zhaozhong replied with a trembling voice as he prostrated himself on the ground with a trace of fear in his eyes.

He was at a loss, not knowing where he had offended the regent.

"Get off!" The cold voice came again from behind the curtain.

Zhang Zhaozhong stood up slowly with a trembling body, and exited the hall, all the officials dared not speak any more.

"Retire!" Ye Beiming announced in a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)