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Chapter 507: The Rebel Leader x The Royal Concubine 1
After Qin Muxu and Chen Ke rested in the real world for a while, they erased their memories again and moved to the next world.

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The night when the rebel leader Zhao Cheng launched a mutiny and entered the capital, the palace was filled with blood.

Zhao Cheng rode a high-headed horse, wore a black battle uniform, and held a long sword with gloomy eyebrows. Anyone who blocked him along the way was cut down by his sword.

His eyes were scarlet, as if they had been killed, and the blood of soldiers splashed on his robes and side face, making him look like a bloodthirsty Shura who came out of hell.

Carrying his long sword, he went straight to the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the emperor lived.

The current emperor, Yangdi, has only been in power for 15 years. Yangdi was originally the prime minister of the former dynasty, and he took the supreme position by seeking to usurp the throne.

After Emperor Yang came to power, he was licentious and innocent, obsessed with beauty and the way of cultivating immortals, tortured, increased exorbitant taxes, and forced the men of the dynasty to serve in the frontier at the age of 12.

The troubles made the people of Limin miserable, the life became more and more poor, and the Xia Dynasty declined more and more. The small border countries took the opportunity to launch attacks, and the Xia Dynasty faced internal and external troubles.

Zhao Chengtao kept a low profile for many years, and finally after Yangdi's health became worse and worse, he revolted and gathered a large number of forces.

Before that, the rebels had already conquered many prefecture governments. Emperor Yang was in poor health and was covered in scabies. The Xia Dynasty was in a state of decline, and was unable to resist the rebels at all.

That night, screaming and mourning continued in the capital, and the people stayed at home.

Everyone knows that the capital is about to change.

Zhao Cheng carried his sword to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Naturally, there were some guard assassins around Yangdi, but they were quickly subdued by him and his subordinates.

Zhao Cheng had a clear goal and went straight to the screen of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

As expected, Emperor Yang was sitting there, his face was old and his eyes were dull, and even wearing a dragon robe could not hide the sickness all over his body, and he looked like he was dying.

Zhao Cheng's eyes turned red with hatred when he saw him, and he pointed his sword, as if he could cut Yang Di's throat if he moved further.

Emperor Yang raised his head and looked at Zhao Cheng quietly, before speaking softly.

"I don't understand why you are so paranoid. I said that if you surrender, I can make you a prince and a chancellor."

Zhao Cheng looked handsome and gloomy, and he sneered: "Do you think I am you, the traitor who sells his glory."

Emperor Yang: "I don't understand why you hate me so much."

Zhao Cheng: "You rebel, you are not qualified to be called me."

Emperor Yang felt that Zhao Cheng's words were very strange, and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the handsome and compelling man in front of him.

The more Yang Di looked at, the more frightened he became. In the end, he was so frightened that his face turned pale: "You, are you a remnant of the previous dynasty?"

After he finished speaking, he read Zhao Cheng's name again: "Zhao Cheng, Cheng Zhao, you are the former prince who was taken away by the General's Mansion!"

Zhao Cheng sneered: "You thief stole something from my family for so long. Today, it should be paid back."

Emperor Yang: "Impossible! During the crackdown seven years ago, I saw you die with my own eyes. How could you still be alive..."

Zhao Cheng's face became more and more gloomy: "Yeah, I was supposed to be a dead person, and someone brought me out of hell."

When Zhao Cheng spoke, every word seemed to be accompanied by blood, and the hatred in his eyes seemed to tear the Emperor Yang apart.

Zhao Cheng: "But you killed her, and you sent someone to kill her."

Zhao Cheng felt a sharp pain in his heart when he remembered the bright and enthusiastic woman in his memory.

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and said to Emperor Yang: "Xia Yang, how should I torture you in order to relieve the pain in my heart."

(End of this chapter)