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There was blood around the dragon chair, but Chu Zhao didn't care. He stepped on the blood and walked to He Pingchuan, looking down at him.

"What's wrong with being the chief minister of the cabinet honestly? You have to be the emperor. Now that you are finally sitting on the throne, you should die in peace, right?"

He Pingchuan's hand was still on the Queen Mother's head, and his life was gradually exhausted with the loss of blood.

He looked at Chu Zhao and said with difficulty: "Gaozu... I am indeed Gaozu, I am ashamed of myself."

In the past, he always thought that Gaozu Xihe was just a prostitute. Even if he was lucky enough to become emperor, he would still be taking advantage of the troubled times. After all, in such troubled times, no talent or learning was needed, just being able to fight would be enough.

As for her later becoming the emperor, it was naturally because she had many ministers assisting her that she could manage the court properly. Otherwise, how could she, a woman, have a stable position?

But now, he no longer thinks so.

There are so many men and women in the world, why has this one female emperor emerged in the past thousands of years?

In troubled times, heroes are everywhere. Why can't so many heroes defeat a woman?

Naturally, it's because she has extraordinary abilities.

Anyone who underestimates her will eventually become her prisoner and a ghost under the knife, just like himself.

"I was wrong, so I lost. I am convinced that I lost." He said sincerely.

Chu Zhao sneered: "In front of me, you are not even worthy of being a minister. You have messed up my country, Dayan. Don't think that if you admit defeat, I will let you die a good death."

A flash of fear flashed across He Pingchuan's bloodless face: "I'm already going to die, what else do you want?"

"Cut off your dog's head and hang it on the city gate as a warning, so that everyone in the world will know the fate of the rebellious officials and traitors, and let the innocent souls of those who were harmed by your He family rest in peace."

Chu Zhao said, swung the long sword in his hand, a cold light flashed, and He Pingchuan's head fell to the ground.

Blood splashed on the Queen Mother's face, and she let out an almost crazy cry. She tried her best to catch Chu Zhao, but fell down in a pool of blood with a plop.

"You, you..." She pointed at Chu Zhao, her eyes full of unwillingness, but in the end she was unable to say a complete sentence, her arms dropped and her breath died.

The whole palace was completely silent, and the ministers who were mourning for the emperor were all shocked and lost their voices.

He Pingchuan's head stopped rolling and he didn't close his eyes until he died.

"Princess, Princess Huai'an was brought to the roof of Fengtian Hall by He Yunjie." A Jinyu guard came in a hurry and panted heavily and said to Chu Zhao, "He Yunjie said that if he can't see you for a cup of tea, he will Jump down with Princess Huai’an.”

Fengtian Hall is the place where the emperor offered sacrifices and prayed for blessings, and held various ceremonies. It is also the highest palace in the entire imperial city. It is more than 30 meters high. The only consequence of falling is death.

Chu Zhao didn't care whether He Yunjie died or not, but he couldn't ignore Princess Huai'an, so he left the affairs of the emperor and the queen mother to those ministers, and hurried to Fengtian Palace with his people.

On the high ridge of Fengtian Hall, He Yunjie stood in the wind in an apricot-yellow dragon robe. Princess Huai'an's thin body stood in front of him, like a kitten cowering in the cold wind.

The palace was surrounded by Jinyu Guards and several other royal guards. Everyone was ready to look for an opportunity to rescue the princess.

Feng Guanlan stood in front of the palace facing He Yun's steps, looking at each other from afar.

"Mr. Xiaoge, come down. It's windy up there. If it freezes, our family will feel bad."

"Mr. Xiaoge, you have to stand firm. If you accidentally fall and fall beyond recognition, how can your family be embarrassed?"

"Tell me about you. You are in your late twenties and you haven't married yet. It's not worth dying like this. If it doesn't work out, just disguise yourself as a woman and follow me. I can beg the princess to spare your life."

Feng Guanlan shouted to the top with a smile, trying to distract He Yunjie's attention and create a chance for Jin Yuwei to climb up quietly.

However, He Yunjie did not fall for his deception and stared in the direction of Chengtian Palace without saying a word, just waiting for Chu Zhao to arrive.

Finally, Chu Zhao's figure appeared in his field of vision, still wearing the bright silver armor, but the red cloak behind him was missing, but he was carrying a baggage in his hand.

"He Yunjie, if you want to escape, just run out of the palace and escape to the roof. Aren't you asking for death?" Chu Zhao came to the front of the palace and raised his head and shouted at him.

He Yunjie seemed to smile, and a cold voice came on the wind: "The entire imperial city is under your control, where can I escape without dying?"

"Since you understand, there is no need to run away again." Chu Zhao said, "Before this, although I regarded you as an enemy, I never looked down on you. I even liked you and admired you a little bit at the beginning, but You actually kidnapped a child today to use as a shield, which really damages your reputation as a fairy son and really disappoints me."

He Yunjie was startled, and because of those words "I like you", there was a trace of emotion on his tense face.

But he was not stupid enough to compromise or give up just because of these words. He held Princess Huai'an tighter and said loudly: "I will give you one stick of incense to remove all the defenses in the imperial city and release them." My father and I will leave, and when we get to a safe place, we will let Princess Huai'an back, and I promise not to hurt her at all."

He paused and then said: "I will stand here and watch all the defenses being withdrawn. Don't try to play tricks on me. My position is the highest in the entire palace and I can see everything going on in all directions."

"Oh, no wonder you want to run up there." Chu Zhao suddenly realized, "Old Xiaoge is smart, and he can come up with such a wonderful countermeasure when he reaches a dead end. However, you just take your father with you, and don't take him with you." Is your aunt leaving?"

He Yunjie was silent for a moment and said with pain: "Sometimes, you have to give up what you should give up. She is the Queen Mother. If she stays here, she can be buried in the imperial mausoleum when she dies."

"Then what if I tell you that she is not your aunt, but your mother?" Chu Zhao said loudly.

He Yunjie was shocked and his face changed drastically: "No way, do you think I will believe you? It's too childish for you to use such a clumsy lie to distract me."

"But I am telling the truth." Chu Zhao said, "If you think about the Queen Mother's usual attitude towards you, she is not nice to you even to the emperor. In her eyes, everything you do is right. You are better than everyone else." You are all excellent, and she wants to give you the best in the world, including the throne.

She and your father worked hard to put Chu Xuan on the throne. In fact, they were paving the way for you. First, let Chu Xuan give up the throne to your father, and then let your father pass the throne to you. Murong Xiao just beat you back then. Suddenly, she was punished by her and she knelt in front of your house for a day and a night. Why, have you never thought about it? "

She stopped and looked at He Yunjie intently, giving him time to think.

He Yunjie didn't speak for a long time, and his thin body was shaken by the north wind blowing across the roof.

Chu Zhao took the opportunity and said again: "Now, do you still just want to take your father away?"

He Yunjie said nothing and his face was frighteningly white.

Chu Zhao suddenly opened the baggage in his hand, took out the bloody human head and threw it upward: "Your father is dead. This is his head. Take this with you if you want!"

He Yunjie was shocked and instinctively wanted to reach out to pick it up.

But Fengtian Palace is so high, Chu Zhao can't throw it at that height.

Just when he subconsciously reached out his hand, Princess Huai'an suddenly hit him hard.

There was a crash of glazed tiles, and two people fell from the eaves at the same time.

The Jin Yiwei lurking behind the roof swung out the flying rope in time and wrapped it around Princess Huai'an's small body.

He Yunjie's figure in an apricot-yellow dragon robe was like a kite with its string broken, falling straight from the sky.