A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Looking at the high and mighty emperor, who was also sitting on the dragon throne at this moment, his mouth slightly raised, his eyes flashing with a smile that was hard to hide. In that smile, there was both mockery of the state teacher's current embarrassment, and a hint of indifference. In his heart, perhaps the state teacher was just a chess piece that could be discarded at any time.

In this chaos, one person stood out, and that was Haogu. He stood quietly aside, his face as cold as ice, without a trace of worry in his eyes. He just watched everything that happened in front of him coldly, but his heart was already in turmoil. "Old man, you dare to use me, this is your fate!" He sneered in his heart, and the sound seemed to come from the curse of hell, full of hatred and resentment.

It turns out that the national teacher has always regarded Haogu as a tool for his own personal gain, and has used him by any means to achieve his own goals. Haogu's resentment has been accumulated for a long time, and now seeing the national teacher in such a predicament, the pleasure in his heart is simply indescribable.

At this time, the ministers saw that the imperial teacher wanted to escape, and they all advised him sarcastically: "Imperial teacher, just give the second young master an injection! It won't kill him. Why are you running away?" Their words were full of mockery and ridicule, as if the imperial teacher's struggle was nothing more than a farce in their eyes.

The tyrant emperor also echoed, "Yes! Why are you running? You're making everyone in the hall panic!" After that, he leaned back on the dragon throne leisurely, his hands folded across his chest, looking like he was waiting to see a good show. His expression seemed as if all this had nothing to do with him, and he was just a bystander who stayed out of it.

The Imperial Master was furious and anxious when he heard these mocking words. He never thought that he was an official in the same court with these people, but now they were all taking advantage of his misfortune. What made him even more angry was that even the emperor did not help him, but instead made sarcastic remarks. "All of you, wait for me!" The Imperial Master swore secretly in his heart, his eyes full of resentment.

However, he had no time to care about these things at the moment, because all his attention was focused on the long needle that was about to kill him. The needle was originally made by him carefully to deal with those "thorns in the flesh" in his eyes.

He had imagined countless times that he would use this needle to make those who opposed him suffer, but he never expected that it would be used on himself today. This was such a joke!

"What's hateful is that the emperor didn't help me and asked me to give him an injection. What's going on? Are these people's brains sick?" The imperial teacher roared in anger, but he could do nothing about it. He gritted his teeth and decided to make a final struggle. He rushed to the dragon throne as if it was his last straw.

However, how could the selfish and incompetent emperor let him succeed? At the moment when the imperial teacher was about to approach the throne, an extremely powerful internal force emanated from the emperor. The internal force was like a surging wave, instantly forming an invisible barrier in front of him. This force was so powerful that it seemed to be able to block everything in the world.

The Imperial Master was blocked by this invisible force. His body slammed into the invisible barrier, just like a fly hitting glass and being bounced back instantly. He desperately kicked his legs and tried to take a step forward, but no matter how hard he tried, he felt as if he was nailed to the spot by a powerful force and could not move at all. His face turned red due to anger and anxiety, veins popped out on his forehead, and beads of sweat kept rolling down.

"What's going on? Why can't I move?" The Imperial Master was filled with fear and confusion. He turned his head and saw Xiao Sizhe carrying the long needle, walking towards him at a leisurely pace.

The needle flashed a cold light under the sunlight, like the scythe of the god of death, ready to reap his life at any time.

"Mom!" The Imperial Master yelled in fear. This was the first time in his life that he called his mother. At this critical moment, the fear in his heart had reached its peak, and he no longer cared about his dignity and image.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He jumped up desperately, trying to avoid the impending fatal blow.

However, it was too late. The people in the Golden Palace only heard a shrill scream.

"Ah!!" The sound seemed to penetrate the sky, even more so than slaughtering a pig. Everyone looked closely and saw that Xiao Sizhe's needle had been deeply inserted into the right buttock of the national teacher.

For a moment, the hall fell into a dead silence. Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene, their eyes widened, their mouths opened, as if they were cast under a spell, standing still.

After a long while, the ministers burst into laughter. The laughter was like a long-suppressed flood. Once it broke through the dam, it could no longer be stopped. The ministers laughed so hard that they fell backwards and some even laughed until tears came out. As they laughed, they pointed at the imperial teacher and kept saying all kinds of mocking words.

"Haha, Imperial Master, you have come to this day too!"

"This is retribution. It's your fault for doing so many evil things in your daily life!"

"Look at his miserable state, it really makes me laugh to death!"

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Amidst the laughter, the Imperial Master's face turned as pale as paper. He bit his lips tightly, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with despair and pain.

He never thought that he would end up like this. He used to be powerful and awe-inspiring, but now he has become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone. This huge gap is almost unbearable for him.

The tyrant emperor was still sitting on the dragon throne with a faint smile on his face. He looked at everything in front of him without any sympathy. In his eyes, the imperial master was just a chess piece, and his life and death had nothing to do with him. If he died, he could choose another one. What's more, he would not die.

As for the Imperial Master's daughter, Concubine Hao, his face still had that cold expression. He looked at the Imperial Master quietly, without a single wave of emotion in his heart.

For him, the pain of the national teacher was his greatest joy. He knew that he had not yet escaped the control of the national teacher, and today's lesson was just a small punishment that did not relieve his hatred.

The scene that took place in the Golden Palace today was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing a huge uproar in the entire court and allowing people to see the various crises hidden behind this court...