Only seven days left to live? She goes crazy and kills

"Miao Qiyuan had many innocent people's lives on his hands, and his death was an advantage." Yan Donghuang sat in the carriage entering the palace, his voice cold and ruthless.

In the four corners above the carriage, night pearls as big as a child's fist shed their light, illuminating the entire carriage.

Yuan Ziying sat on her knees and nodded obediently: "Your Highness is right, he deserves to die."

Although she has tried poison on people before, she has never harmed innocent people. Those she tried poison on were all evil people who wanted to cause harm to one party, so it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

However, poison testing is not so fair after all, and she is in the capital now, not in the mountains, so naturally she cannot take human lives at will.

Yan Donghuang looked through the military book and asked casually: "Can the fragrant poison be solved?"

"Yes." Yuan Ziying nodded, her face slightly depressed, "Your Highness, do you want to remove the poison for Prince An?"

"No." Yan Donghuang shook his head, his voice cold and ruthless, "I want him to be tortured to death."

Hearing this, Yuan Ziying smiled sweetly: "People girls think so too. A person like King An, who is kind and harmless on the surface, but is actually hypocritical and sinister, should experience the painful torture of poisonous hair and let him know the consequences of neglecting human lives. ”

Yan Donghuang said no more.

When the carriage arrived at the palace gate, Yuan Ziying got up and got off the carriage, reached out to lift the curtain, and handed her arm to Yan Donghuang.

Yan Donghuang bent down and walked out of the carriage. Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Yuan Ziying answered naturally: "Don't all the maids in the palace serve nobles like this?"

"You are not a palace maid, and I am not a frail nobleman." Yan Donghuang spoke calmly and jumped out of the carriage neatly, "You can just follow me and wait around. You don't have to do any service."

Yuan Ziying said oh, took a step back obediently, and walked beside Yan Donghuang.

After the early morning court was resumed on the sixth day of the lunar month, the ministers gradually got used to Yan Donghuang's regentship, and also adapted to her tough style of telling the truth.

After all, the prince appointed by the emperor himself should not be underestimated.

The military power she holds in her hands is a powerful backing. Ministers have to pass through the South Gate or Donghua Gate every morning when they go to court and go home in the evening.

The people on duty at the palace gate are all the iron-blooded Qingluan Army.

Even if they wanted to weaken the eldest princess's influence, it was simply impossible to do so.

The intimidating power of the military cannot be ignored.

Therefore, even though he has not yet ascended the throne, Yan Donghuang's position in the court is becoming more and more stable.

In the morning, the court hall listens to the government affairs, and after the court meeting, the government hall discusses affairs.

Yan Donghuang would stay in the palace to have lunch with Emperor Wu Lie and chat with him about court affairs.

If he is not too busy in the afternoon, he will occasionally visit the military camp or stay in the house to deal with some trivial matters.

It was already Yinshi when we came out of Chongming Hall. The weather didn't look very good, it was gloomy and the temperature in the air was a bit colder.

Yan Donghuang walked to the palace gate and saw Feng Yaoguang waiting here.

Feng Yaoguang naturally saw her at a glance.

Yan Donghuang was only wearing a black robe today. His body was tall and slender, and he looked strong and neat.

People who practice martial arts are more tolerant of cold weather than ordinary people, and it is common for them to forget their cloaks and cloaks.

It's just that the weather is not sunny today, so wearing such little clothes is a bit worrying.

Feng Yaoguang stepped forward quickly, put the soft fox fur cloak in his hand on Yan Donghuang's shoulders, and said with some disapproval: "The weather is cold and cold, Your Highness, be careful of catching the wind chill."

Yan Donghuang raised his hand to fasten his cloak and smiled lightly: "Didn't you go to the military camp today? Why are you still free to come here?"

"I have been to the military camp and came back." Feng Yaoguang turned his eyes slightly and looked at Yuan Ziying who was following Yan Donghuang closely. "Xie Yunjian has a rest this afternoon. Miss Yuan can go find him."

"Why are you looking for him?" Yuan Ziying frowned, "My duty is to protect Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

Feng Yaoguang was silent: "But there is no need to follow him all the time. I will be here in the afternoon -"

"What is your role?" Yuan Ziying asked.

Feng Yaoguang was surprised: "My role?"

"Yes, your role." Yuan Ziying nodded seriously, "The imperial palace and the eldest princess's residence are not battlefields. There is no need to arrange troops. You staying with the eldest princess will not be of much use."

Feng Yaoguang remained strangely silent.

Was he looked down upon by a little girl?

Yuan Ziying continued: "General Feng knows martial arts, and Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess also knows martial arts. You don't need to protect her at all. But if someone poisons the Crown Princess and you don't know the poison, can you take my place?"

Feng Yaoguang choked and was speechless for a moment.

After all, what Yuan Ziying said made sense, and he couldn't refute it at all.

It's not just poisoning, and he didn't stay with the eldest princess just to protect the eldest princess.

"Get on the carriage first." Yan Donghuang ignored the childish argument between the two and got on the carriage.

Feng Yaoguang was about to follow, but Yuan Ziying quickly stopped in front of him: "Men and women are not allowed to be intimate. I will ride in the carriage with His Highness."

Feng Yaoguang raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at her for a moment: "I heard news today that a woman from the capital wants to marry Xie Yunjian and become the general's wife."

Yuan Ziying frowned: "Who?"

Feng Yaoguang said: "You can ask Xie Yunjian."

Yuan Ziying looked at him suspiciously: "You didn't lie to me?"

"Why are you lying to me?"

Yuan Ziying had a sullen face, turned around and got on the carriage, opened the curtain and walked into the carriage, snorting coldly: "Even so, I have to go back home in the carriage before I can settle the score with Xie Yunjian."

Feng Yaoguang's mouth twitched and he had to get on his horse.

Yan Donghuang sat back in the carriage, looking at Yuan Ziying's tense face, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Did you take Feng Yaoguang's words seriously?"

Yuan Ziying didn't say anything.

"If you like someone, you should fight for him with your heart, not force him with means." Yan Donghuang said indifferently, "Although I don't know what happened between you and Xie Yunjian before, using your absolute strength to make the other party unable to resist is essentially no different from the powerful using power to force the common women."

Yuan Ziying seemed to have heard it, but was a little puzzled: "But the emperor didn't ask the opinions of those women when he selected the concubines."

Yan Donghuang was silent for a moment, and nodded slowly: "This is the unfairness of power. You can do whatever you want, but the emperor loves the country and power the most. He will not ask all the women in the harem to give him equal love, nor does he pursue mutual affection."

When the emperor has three palaces and six courtyards-or when he sits on that throne, his feelings cannot be equal feelings.

Everyone looks up to him, and likes him with awe. How can it be equal?

"Your Highness, will you use force to demand that all men in the world serve you in the palace in the future?" Yuan Ziying asked this question out of pure curiosity, without any intention of offending.

Because her eyes were shining with excitement, she looked quite expectant.

Feng Yaoguang, who was sitting on the horse, had sharp ears. When she heard this question, she couldn't help but listen attentively.

Yan Donghuang glanced at her and said in a subtle tone: "Do you want me to use force or not?"

Yuan Ziying thought about it and answered seriously: "On the one hand, I hope that Your Highness can do whatever he wants and trample those arrogant men under his feet, so that they will respect Your Highness as a god; on the other hand, I hope that Your Highness will have a precious relationship, a love that someone truly loves Your Highness and is willing to entrust his life to, wholeheartedly, and grow old together."