The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Jin Fengluan looked at his tearful appearance, her eyes full of disgust. She took a step back, shook her head and said coldly:

"Jin Jiande, Jin Jiande, look what you are like now?"

"A grown man is crying and crying in front of me. What kind of words!"

"You keep saying that you want to open a way back to Jinling for me. If you are really capable, why am I still here today?"

"Stay in this dilapidated and small palace!" Jin Fengling opened his arms and scanned the palace with his phoenix eyes, his eyes becoming more angry.

Jin Jiande crawled forward a few more steps, then hugged Jin Fengling's legs and cried:

"Your Majesty, I have never asked you for anything."

"Now I just ask you to spare Yongning's life. As long as you send a message, as long as Yongning can survive, I am willing to go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire..."

Jin Fengluan took out one foot angrily, kicked Jin Jiande in the face, pointed at him and cursed:

"Go away!"

"You are just a useless person. Which of the things I asked you to do have you accomplished?"

"You are a waste! A useless waste!"

"You only cry and cry in front of me. After you lost this leg in Yanluoshan, I no longer look like a man when I see you!"

"The way you look now makes me feel sick!"

It was obviously a warm spring day, but when these words reached his ears, Jin Jiande felt that the temperature of the air had dropped by three points. The ground was so cold that it made his half-broken leg attached to the ground even more painful.

But he no longer cared about the pain in his body. He looked up at the scolding face and the undisguised disgust and hatred in his eyes.

Jin Jiande was stiff and even stopped crying. He stared blankly at Jin Fengling's face.

How do these eyes look like my mother's?

"I told you to let go! Did you hear that?!"

"You're a useless thing, you've accomplished nothing, you can't do anything well, yet you dare to come and plead for that beast!"

Jin Fengluan looked at Jin Jiande who said nothing, and became increasingly angry, and slapped him on the face.

The gold bead-embellished nail polish scratched Jin Jiande's face, leaving several blood marks on the tear-stained face. Blood beads overflowed from the wounds, and Jin Jiande lowered his head in despair.

"This beast has committed such evil deeds and deserves to be punished by both heaven and man!"

"If it were anyone else, I would definitely execute her Lingchi and cut her into pieces!"

Jin Fengluan took out his other foot, and then kicked Jin Jiande's hanging head again. This angry kick knocked his head to the ground, making a "bang" sound.

"She killed Jianzhong and almost killed Pingwu. If I give this beast a good death, I am showing great kindness!"

"You actually came to plead for her?! I think you are extremely stupid!"

"Have you lost a leg? Have you also lost your brain?!"

"Jianzhong brought me the help of these foreigners. He was doing his best to share my worries. Now that he has died, I have given him another hand. Tell me! Who else can I use in the future?"

"Do you want me to use you, a whiny loser?!"

Jin Fengling kicked Jin Jianzhong one after another. What happened last night had already made her furious, and Jin Jianzhong's performance made her even more disappointed.

He is good at making decisions and intends to let those assassins go. This is undoubtedly betrayal!

If he had the slightest thought for himself, he would not come to plead for mercy today. It is obvious that he is an incompetent and stupid waste.

Jin Fengluan was so angry that he blurted out and cursed:

"You are not as good as Jianren Jianzhong!"

Jin Jiande was kicked and lay on the ground, his blood-covered face pressed tightly against the cold ground.

In the past, this would have been the most coveted enjoyment.

But now, every kick caused him extreme pain, and these cold words made him clearly understand what kind of person he was in Jin Fengling's heart.

Useless and extremely incompetent.

"hiss--"

Jin Jiande took a deep breath and tried to raise his head to look at Jin Fengling.

The beautiful face that caught his eye was no longer there, and he only felt it was hideous and ugly.

It was as if the veil on this face fell off, or the fog blew away from the face.

He had never seen this face so clearly.

Underneath this face is a self-righteous, short-sighted, ignorant and stupid woman!

Over the years, he has been doing everything for such a stupid woman, and has he done all kinds of stupid things for her?

Even so, this stupid woman reduced herself to nothing, as if she was worse than a dog!

Jin Jiande put his hands on the ground and shook his head with a weird smile on his face.

Ridiculous! There are such ridiculous things in the world!

The next moment, he suddenly shouted:

"Shut up!"

Jin Fengluan, who was cursing, trembled, and she looked at Jin Jiande in shock.

"what are you saying?"

"You told me to shut up..."

The words are not finished yet.

"Shut up!!" shouted again.

Jin Jiande gradually got up, sat on the ground and pointed at Jin Fengling:

"I told you to shut up! You are the one who is incompetent..."

The imperial guards waiting at the door had already sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly entered the palace and swarmed him. One of them covered Jin Jiande's mouth, and the other yelled:

"Don't be rude to His Majesty!"

Jin Jiande struggled hard, but there were too many guards and he was pinned to the ground.

Jin Fengluan's chest heaved violently, and his face became distorted with anger.

After a while, she shouted angrily:

"Hit! Beat me hard!"

The guards hesitated a little, and Jin Fengling shouted again:

"Did you hear that? Hit me!"

The guards no longer hesitated and immediately greeted him with fists and kicks. However, considering that this was the son of Prince Qing, of course they were cautious.

But in front of Jin Fengluan, he naturally had to show his hard work, so even if the punches and kicks landed did not hurt Jin Jiande's life, they still caused injuries all over his body.

Jin Jiande's mouth was covered and he was hit with fists and kicks. He kept moaning and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

This look made Jin Fengluan even more angry. She quickly stepped forward, walked around Jin Jiande's lower body, and stepped on the broken leg.

"Woo!!"

The intense pain made Jin Jiande tremble all over, and he sobbed. The guards were also a little panicked, and one of them said:

"Your Majesty...the young prince..."

"Shut up!"

"How dare you disrespect me! Seeking death!!"

Jin Fengluan scolded angrily, stepped on his foot and twisted it violently. Jin Jiande's face was twisted in pain.

When he saw Jin Jiande's face was covered with sweat and no color, Jin Fengling raised his foot, walked forward and kicked him on the forehead.

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon body." The guards were worried that Jin Fengling had really killed Jin Jiande, so they hurriedly said.

After all, if Jin Jiande died, King Qing would definitely not be able to spare them afterwards.

Jin Fengluan looked at Jin Jiande's miserable situation, and the anger in her heart also subsided a little. She flicked her sleeves and said angrily:

"Take him back to the palace and imprison him! He is not allowed to leave the house without my order!"

"When the Nangang matter is over, I will settle the score with him again!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" The guards lifted the bruised Jin Jiande and walked out.

Just as he reached the threshold, Jin Fengling suddenly said coldly:

"Jin Jiande, listen carefully!"

"I have passed down the imperial edict, that evildoer will definitely die! Don't even think about wasting any more effort!"

After hearing these words, Jin Jiande's pupils shrank, and a tsunami-like pain swept through his body.

But at this moment, he could no longer shout.

Whether it was his father or the woman he once loved the most, now he looked like a hideous evil ghost.

No, the entire Jin family, this dynasty, from top to bottom, inside and out, are all evil ghosts who only care for themselves and have no feelings at all!

The big bullies the small, the strong bullies the weak, even within a family.

The eldest brother Jin Jianren, who gained military power, had the idea of ​​​​conspiracy to usurp the throne. The third brother Jin Jianzhong, who was in harmony with foreigners, was aloof and ignored by everyone.

The father only has himself in his heart. He only wants long-term peace and prosperity. When Qin Ze came to Jinling, he could abandon his eldest brother without hesitation. Now, he can abandon his daughter for the sake of foreigners.

And the stupid woman in front of her was willing to give up everything for that ridiculous throne, and she didn't care about anything. She was willing to act as a puppet of the foreigners, as long as she was still the so-called "Your Majesty."

No, with her stupidity, she might not have imagined what might happen in the future.

There is no greater sadness than heartbreak, and Jin Jiande no longer has any expectations.

After leaving the palace, he was gagged, tied up and put into a carriage. Jin Jiande's lifeless eyes stared at the dark curtain of the carriage.

This dark and cramped environment, the pain in his body and heart, made him breathless.

When the wind outside the carriage became louder and louder, even blowing a corner of the carriage window curtain, Jin Jiande looked out through the gap in the window.

The wind was so strong that it blew sand and rocks from the ground.

At this moment, he tilted his head and leaned on the carriage, with no expression on his face covered with blood, and murmured in his heart:

"Come on, Qin Ze..."

"Come early... Come and destroy us... completely..."

-

"Huh? Why did you call me?"

In the sailing ship, Qin Ze, who was lying on the cabin bed, turned to look at Xu Zhu, who was approaching.

"My lord, we saw a fleet."

fleet?

Qin Ze murmured in his heart and sat up from the bed.

"I know, I'll go out and take a look."

When Qin Ze walked out of the cabin, the first thing he saw was the bright sunshine.