A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Emperor Yuxuan had a big question mark in his mind, and looked at the door in confusion: "Who is this person?"

Before he could figure it out, Meng Tonglu had already rushed to him, panting. At this time, the wind outside was getting stronger, making the windows rattle.

Emperor Yuxuan was holding back his anger, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, and he asked coldly: "Where is the person I asked you to bring?"

"Your Majesty, they are all rebelling! They dare to disobey your order, and I can't stop them no matter what I do!"

As Meng Tonglu spoke, he fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly, and soon a red and swollen patch appeared on his forehead. The dust on the ground was raised by his movements and filled the candlelight.

Emperor Yuxuan didn't care about his explanation, he stood up from the chair and kicked him. The kick was so powerful that Meng Tonglu was kicked far away.

"I'm asking you where the person is?" Emperor Yuxuan roared, the veins on his neck bulged, and his voice almost broke the roof.

Meng Tonglu ignored the pain in his body and crawled back to Emperor Yuxuan, kowtowing again: "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! I am really powerless. Those people don't listen to my command at all."

At this time, the sky outside the palace became increasingly gloomy, with dark clouds rolling, as if a huge storm was about to come.

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes widened with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are a bunch of trash! If you can't even handle such a small matter, what use do I have for you!"

The Imperial Master felt really wronged. His wrinkled face was like an eggplant hit by frost. He was so upset that he had no place to vent. He hung his head and complained in his heart: I am not as strong as a little lunatic now! No, he had to risk it all.

"Your Majesty, Xiao Sizhe is now extremely crazy and doesn't even take your words to heart..." The Imperial Master raised his head, his face full of helplessness and resentment, and his eyes seemed to be seeking a little understanding and support from the emperor.

"He is a madman, when did he take my words to heart? You are usually so smart, don't you know how to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys?" Emperor Yuxuan rolled his eyes, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the state teacher to death. He put his hands on his waist, his chest heaving violently, obviously furious to the extreme.

The Imperial Master was completely confused and had no idea what to do. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said in a panic, "Your Majesty, which chicken do you want me to kill?" His voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

At this moment, he felt that no matter who he met, he would not be an easy opponent to deal with. They would either stab him or use hot grenades, and he had no idea where to start!

Emperor Yuxuan looked at the cowardly state of the Imperial Master, and his anger grew even stronger. He felt that the Imperial Master was becoming increasingly useless, and the look in his eyes as he stared at the Imperial Master seemed to want to eat him alive, and he wanted to kill him with one blow!

But not yet. As long as the immortality thing is not realized, these people will still be useful. Thinking of this, Emperor Yuxuan suppressed the anger in his heart and said with gritted teeth: "Let's go! Let's go to Meng'anting and see. If he doesn't come to see me, I won't go to see him!"

After saying that, Emperor Yuxuan flicked his sleeves and walked outside. His steps were quick and powerful, showing his inner anxiety and anger.

"Your Majesty, please stay!" The Imperial Master hurriedly reached out to grab his dragon robe, his voice becoming sharp due to nervousness.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Yuxuan turned his head angrily, and that look seemed to be able to cut the imperial teacher into pieces.

The Imperial Master's face flushed red, his head lowered almost to the ground, and he whispered: "I failed to stop them, they returned to Qi Tian Xiao Han!" After saying that, the Imperial Master's body could not help but tremble, waiting for the Emperor's thundering wrath.

"Hmm!" Emperor Yuxuan's eyes glared, his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets. His breathing became rapid, his chest rose and fell violently, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Emperor Yuxuan was like a mad bull at this moment, his eyes were blue and red, and his whole face was distorted and hideous with anger.

He turned around suddenly and kicked with such force that the Imperial Master screamed and his body flew straight into the chrysanthemum bushes beside him like a kite with its string cut.

"Waste! I've always thought you were useless, but I didn't expect you to be so useless!" Emperor Yuxuan was furious. He put his hands on his hips, his chest heaving violently, and gasping for breath.

The Imperial Master was so angry that he felt his internal organs were kicked out of place. He climbed out of the chrysanthemum bushes in a panic, his hair was covered with petals and leaves, his eyes were staring, and his heart was full of resentment and regret. I really regretted marrying my daughter to him. He didn't know how to respect the elderly at all!

The white air that came out of Emperor Yuxuan's nose was like smoke, and his angry look seemed to ignite the air around him. He roared, "Stare, stare, stare, what's the point of staring? Why don't you prepare your horses quickly?" The sound was deafening, and the birds in the flowers flew away in fright.

"What's the point of preparing horses?" The national teacher looked aggrieved, with the corners of his mouth turned down and tears in his eyes. He looked like a child who had suffered great injustice.

"Of course, we're going to Qi Tian Xiao Han!" Emperor Yu Xuan flicked his sleeves, and the wide sleeves brought up a gust of wind, blowing the fallen leaves around.

At this time, the sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds. The pavilions and towers in the palace looked particularly solemn under this gloomy sky.

Qi Tian Xiao Han is solemn and majestic. The vermilion gate is closed tightly, and the plaque hanging high above the lintel sparkles in the sunlight.

The palace has pavilions and towers in an orderly manner, winding corridors, numerous rockeries, and clear ponds. At this time, the coffin has been placed in the Qingxin Little House, and the house is filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Concubine Wan was sitting on a side chair, her face slightly pale, her brows furrowed. Because she had a miscarriage a few days ago, she couldn't stand for long, so she sat in a slightly lazy posture, with one hand supporting her slightly bulging belly.

The ministers stood in a row on both sides, looking serious and not looking away. They were dressed in court robes and looked solemn, as if they were thinking about the complicated situation at hand. Fifty thousand soldiers were guarding inside and outside the Qitian Xiaohan Palace, and the sound of armor clashing and orderly footsteps echoed in the palace.

Little Sizha sat on the edge of the coffin, swinging his feet, with a playful smile on his face, chatting happily with Concubine Wan. His eyes were bright and lively, revealing a sense of cleverness. On the left and right sides squatted Little Fox and Guaguamei, Little Fox blinked his cunning eyes, and Guaguamei listened to their conversation with curiosity.

Suddenly, the soldiers at the door shouted loudly: "The Emperor has arrived!" The voice echoed in the quiet mansion, with a hint of tension and awe. Concubine Wan was startled, and a trace of panic flashed across her face. She quickly instructed Xiao Sizhe: "Hurry, hide, don't let him see the clues!" Her eyes were full of worry and fear, and her voice trembled slightly due to nervousness.

Xiao Sizhe smiled and said, "Don't be alarmed, Your Majesty. I have my own way to deal with it! Just sit down and keep quiet!" There was no fear on his face. Instead, he was confident and calm, and winked at Concubine Wan.

Sikong Yan, who was lying in the coffin, lifted the blanket with his hands, signaling him to lie down quickly. His expression was serious and his eyes were firm.

Si Zhe waved his hand at Concubine Wan to signal the start of the show! Just as he lay down, he heard Emperor Yuxuan's voice outside the door: "Wanwan, I'm late!" There was a bit of false tenderness in that voice.