System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 366 The Good Wife Is Crazy (44)

Zong Zheng'an: "The matter is a foregone conclusion, so what if you resist again, as long as you write an imperial decree and pass on the throne to me, naturally your name will be worry-free."

"Delusion!"

……

Inside the Star Reaching Building,

The maid who served Yan Ling had packed the small package early, and was about to flee for her life.

Before leaving, he reminded Yan Ling: "National teacher, An Shizi has entered the palace, let's run for our lives."

Yan Ling: "It's okay, you don't have to worry, he won't enter the Zhaixing Tower, it's more dangerous for you to run around outside, it's better to stay here."

"This……"

The maid's small face was wrinkled into a ball, she was very tangled, and she didn't know whether she should run for her life now.

Forget it, trust the national teacher!

She put down the package and waited by Yan Ling's side. It must be safe to follow the national teacher!

Yan Ling smiled and said, "I'm going to watch the fun, do you want to go with me?"

Maid: "It's too dangerous, let's stay in the Zhaixing Building."

"You stay here, I'll go and see, there will be no danger."

After Yan Ling finished speaking, she turned around and went out, the maid gritted her teeth and followed, anyway, it was the safest to follow the national teacher.

Yan Ling didn't say anything, she was still confident in protecting a little girl.

In fact, the fighting was about to come to an end now, and almost all the guards guarding the emperor had been killed. The little maid kept screaming when she saw the corpses lying on the ground.

Yan Ling walked past the corpses in this place, but didn't see a soul. It seems that this plane does have something that can quickly convert souls.

The rest of the people guarding the palace were Zongzheng'an's subordinates, he should have already said hello, and no one stepped forward to attack Yan Ling.

The little palace maid held Yan Ling's sleeve and did not dare to let go, and the two of them came to the main hall all the way.

In the main hall, the two parties are still confronting each other.

Zong Zheng'an also didn't want his reputation as the throne to be unfair. If there was an imperial decree to abdicate, this would be the best result.

Seeing Yan Ling, the emperor immediately shouted: "National Teacher, save me quickly! As long as you can save me today, I will immediately help the Duan family to be rehabilitated, and I will give you whatever you want in the future!"

Yan Ling glanced at him indifferently: "So you know about the Duan family, what can you give me now?"

"As long as the throne is still mine, I will make you a king with a different surname, give you rights, and give you a fief!"

"You can really think highly of me. It's all a scene, and it's still a dream."

"You!..." The emperor almost scolded, but immediately changed his smiling face: "What does the national teacher mean?"

Zong Zheng'an: "Say you are dreaming, no matter who shows up today, the throne will no longer be yours."

Yan Ling: "The son's words are reasonable."

The emperor glared: "You...you...you two have colluded long ago. The golden dragon hovering and the real dragon's aura are the hands and feet of the national teacher."

Yan Ling: "So what, An Shizi, how long are you going to dawdle, let him write the imperial decree, why is it so hard?"

Zong Zheng'an smiled wryly: "He refuses to write."

Yan Ling rolled her eyes, strode forward, easily pushed aside the oncoming guards, and walked to the emperor's side.

He took out a blank imperial decree from his desk, and said, "Write it, what do I say about you?"

The emperor was horrified: "Bold!"

He was very scared in his heart, the hidden guards had been trained in various ways since childhood, and they could fight one against a hundred, but they couldn't even do a single move in Yan Ling's hands.

It should be said that Yan Ling didn't make a move at all, but with a light flick, they all fell down.

Not to mention the emperor, everyone present was surprised, which was beyond their understanding of force, including Zong Zheng'an, who did not expect Yan Ling to be so powerful.

Fortunately, he was not an enemy, otherwise, even if there are thousands of troops protecting him, it would not be impossible for you Yanling to kill him.

Only the little maid looked adoring, without any fear, thinking: The national teacher is really powerful, following the national teacher is safe!

Yan Ling slapped the emperor on the back of the head: "Bold sister, if you tell you to write, just write, don't dawdle, do you think that under the current situation, you can still turn things around?

Don't feel wronged, you came to this throne with blood.

The true dragon spirit in your body has already dimmed. Even if Zongzheng An did not force the palace today, you would not be able to hold the throne for long, and your end would be even worse. At least you can still live now. "

Even if the emperor does not write the decree to abdicate today, Zong Zheng'an will definitely sit on the throne, and the emperor's fate may be even worse by then.

From Yan Ling's point of view, the emperor was just like that, with many constraints, and a very tiring life. He had to be busy with political affairs all day long, and he had to go to the harem to sow seeds. It was too much for his health to continue like this.

The expression on the emperor's face changed, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the end, he actually picked up the pen and wrote down the edict of abdication. The content was also written according to what Yan Ling said, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Yan Ling picked up the jade seal on the side, and stamped it loudly.

When they saw her pick up the jade seal, many people still wanted to torture him, but considering Yan Ling's method just now, no one dared to speak out.

Take it then, if she really wants to do something, they can't stop her.

It has to be said that these people are quite Buddha-natured.

Yan Ling checked that there was no problem, and threw it to Zong Zheng'an: "Take a look, if there is no problem, let it be."

Zong Zheng'an took it carefully, completely different from Yan Ling's.

"No problem, thank you, National Teacher."

"You're welcome, just remember what you promised me, and..." Yan Ling glanced at the emperor: "Let him keep it, if you are worried, send someone to watch over it."

Yan Ling didn't say to let him be free and let him go out to travel, because no one knows what the emperor thinks in his heart, maybe he is still not reconciled, and if he goes out and forms a party to regain the throne, it will be another rebellion.

Zong Zheng'an: "This is natural."

He hadn't planned to kill Zongzheng Chu at first. Killing Zongzheng Chu would make him look too cruel and ruthless. Although being an emperor must be ruthless, the people don't want to face such an emperor.

After Yan Ling watched the excitement and advanced the plot, she returned to the Star Reaching Tower.

With this show today, even if Zong Zheng'an became the emperor, none of his subordinates would dare to look down on her.

Yan Ling: "138, this mission should be almost finished, right?"

【almost. 】

"I haven't made any extra money in this plane, next time I go to a haunted place, I can choose as much as I want."

Originally, she had imprinted her soul on Liu Xiangning, the successor princess of Prince Xuan's Mansion, and was going to have the opportunity to collect her soul.

But I didn't expect that she died suddenly some time ago, and the soul of this plane disappeared too quickly, and her busy work was wasted again.

[Maybe you can choose. 】

"What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)