The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 917 Zhao Country
Zhao Kingdom Palace.

The bright sun was hanging high in the sky. When the sun was just right, Princess Changle was dressed in a blue palace attire, and walked into the palace that used to be solemn and inviolable with a young man in military uniform on her arm.

And in the palace at this time, Zhao Kingdom's civil and military officials, the emperor's relatives and relatives all knelt down and knelt on the cold floor tiles, waiting for the man who could control their fate to deal with them.

Life and death, honor and disgrace, can no longer be decided by oneself.

Princess Changle stepped forward with a smile on Yanyan, helped a hale and hearty old man kneeling at the head of the general to stand up, and said softly, "Grandpa, why are you doing this?"

Old General Yang looked at her quietly for a long while, then sighed: "I lost weight."

"No way, the prince treats me very well, and I'm already fat." Princess Changle put her arms around the old man's arm and said coquettishly: "Grandpa is talking nonsense."

Old General Yang patted her hand: "Changle, Zhao Kingdom has fallen, and you are no longer Princess Changle of Zhao Kingdom."

Princess Changle's complexion changed again and again, and finally she said indifferently: "But Grandpa, I am still Princess Zhan of Yan Kingdom."

Princess Changle let go of his hand, and looked down at these people in front of her. When she was the first princess, these people in front of her regarded her as a pawn and never took her seriously. Now, she still She is a princess, and even has the status of a princess, but these people in front of her have already become prisoners.

Gu Yuxuan quietly followed his wife, silently supported her with his actions, and let her vent her anger.

Princess Changle glanced at the crowd, her face as indifferent as snow: "Where did Concubine Xi go?"

One of the courtiers bowed his head respectfully: "Reporting to Her Royal Highness, Concubine Xi has passed away from illness."

"Ok?"

Princess Changle raised her eyebrows: "How long has it been, why did she die of illness so well?"

"I don't know."

Emperor Zhao turned his head and looked at the courtiers kneeling behind him, with a face full of anger and disbelief: "You—"

"What about him?"

Princess Changle slowly sat down on the chair that Gu Yuxuan brought for her, and said, "Royal father, it's not going to be here now, you don't even know how you died, do you?"

Zhaoguo's face was livid, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at her: "Changle, I am your father."

Princess Changle tilted her head in doubt: "Zhen?"

Gu Yuxuan said lightly: "Since you can't speak, then pull out your tongue."

"No."

Emperor Zhao's face changed suddenly, and his expression was instantly tainted with a little flinching, but his words were a little harsh and inwardly: "I am the emperor of Zhao Kingdom, you must not be disrespectful to me."

Gu Yuxuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Emperor Zhao? He is no longer the emperor."

Emperor Zhao looked at the murderous man in uniform in front of him, and turned to Princess Changle: "Changle, Changle... I am your royal father, you can't hurt me, aren't you afraid that the world will call you unfilial?"

Princess Changle glanced at him lightly, looking at him as if looking at a dead person: "Father is joking, Changle is just a woman, how can she be the master of the prince?"

Gu Yuxuan glanced at him and remained silent.

Has she been his master during this journey?It's clear that she said one and he can't say another, and once she said it, she was wronged, and once she was wronged, he compromised everything.

But at this time, naturally she couldn't dismantle her stage, Gu Yuxuan stepped forward slowly, his eyes were indifferent: "Are you trying to say that this king's concubine is not filial?"

(End of this chapter)