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

Imperial Physician Wen, who was over forty years old, came in a hurry under the escort of two Qingluan soldiers, his steps staggering, his expression frightened, and he was panting.

Ignoring the crowd of elite soldiers outside the main hall, he went straight into the hall and saluted the eldest princess anxiously: "Old minister, see the eldest princess——"

"Take your pulse." Feng Yaoguang interrupted him.

Imperial Physician Wen agreed, adjusted her mood and breathing, put the handkerchief that Dr. Hao had just used on Yan Donghuang's wrist, and took her pulse carefully.

Feng Yaoguang, Qin Yang and Gu Chiran all stared at him for a moment. Even after Doctor Hao announced the result, they still held a glimmer of unrealistic hope, like prisoners waiting for the verdict, holding their breath with nervousness. breathe.

Prime Minister Pei and Taifu Qi also paid attention to the changes in Dr. Wen's expression, wondering if there was any hope of detoxification.

However, as time passed little by little.

When Imperial Physician Wen took back his hand and showed a sad expression, the hope in everyone's eyes was instantly shattered.

Yan Donghuang was silent and tired, and calmly accepted the facts.

She looked around at the people in front of her and gave an exhausted order: "There are pregnant concubines in the harem. Each of them will be given a bowl of miscarriage medicine. Let Doctor Jiang handle this matter."

Doctor Jiang shuddered and looked at Yan Ming subconsciously.

"Donghuang, the child...what's wrong with the child?" Yan Ming looked up at Yan Donghuang, his eyes filled with hatred, "The child is innocent! You...are you so cruel?"

Yan Donghuang said coldly: "Your sins should be borne by your children."

"Murdering a prince is a felony——"

"I can even kill the emperor, why do you care about two princes?" Yan Donghuang sneered, "Yan Ming, I am kind enough to you and did not let you suffer the death penalty of a thousand cuts. You should be grateful."

Yan Ming roared: "Donghuang, it's my fault, everything is my fault! Can you let them go? Just treat it like I'm begging you..."

"Let them go?" Yan Donghuang said coldly, "Let them seize the country when they grow up? Dream on!"

After saying that, she coldly ordered: "Physician Jiang, go and prepare the medicine now. The other doctors are responsible for taking the pulses of the queen and the concubines one by one. While this palace is still calm, we can solve all the things that need to be solved."

Doctor Jiang's face was pale and frightened, but he did not dare to disobey: "Yes."

Yan Donghuang closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair, her eyebrows had turned black, and the intensifying pain made her voice tremble: "Historians recorded that on March 26th, Yan Donghuang, the eldest princess of Qingluan, deposed Zhaoming in accordance with the imperial edict of the late emperor. As the emperor, Yan Ming was demoted to a commoner, killed with a stick outside the Meridian Gate, and his corpse was exposed to the public for three days..."

"Yan Donghuang, how dare you?!" Yan Ming suddenly got up and rushed towards Yan Donghuang without knowing where he got the strength, "You have been poisoned, so you should die obediently. Why are you still alive? Why do you decide my fate?" Destiny? Why? I am not what you want-"

Feng Yaoguang raised his feet without even using much effort.

Yan Ming fell to the ground with a thud, and the shackles on his feet made a harsh sound.

Feng Yaoguang stepped on his back and looked at him condescendingly: "You still call yourself me, how reluctant are you to give up the throne? Power is very important to you, right?"

"You are afraid that others will steal your throne, so you want to kill all the capable people so that you can sit back and relax."

"It's a pity that you made the wrong calculation!"

"Even if you are the king of a country, you alone will not have the final say in this world."

"Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death."

"You are destined to betray your family and be despised by others."

"In the history books of later generations, you will also be reviled by others as a foolish villain and a heartless and unjust wolf!"

The last sentence fell, and the scabbard in his hand hit him hard: "Beast! Scum! Bastard!"

Every time he cursed, the heavy scabbard hit Yan Ming hard on the head, making him want to die immediately.

"Ah!" Yan Ming let out a miserable cry, his head and face covered with blood, which was shocking to see.

"Shaking light!" Gu Chiran and Qin Yang raised their heads at the same time, pulling his arms from left to right, "That's enough, calm down."

The air was oppressive and stagnant.

When the ministers in the palace saw this scene with their own eyes, they were so frightened that their spines trembled and their faces turned pale.

"Yaoguang, I'm tired. Help me go in and have a rest." Yan Donghuang stood up and stretched out his hand towards Feng Yaoguang, "Qin Yang, Chi Ran, you guys are coming too."

Feng Yaoguang retracted his feet, and at the same time calmed down the anger that exploded all over his body, turned around and walked to Yan Donghuang.

"Sheng Jing'an's body was dragged to the mass grave to be fed to the dogs." Yan Donghuang looked outside the palace and ordered ruthlessly, "The old lady of the Sheng family gave the whole body and dragged it out with her son."

"Yan Ming dragged him outside the Meridian Gate and killed him with a stick."

"Concubine De is sent to death, and the Shen family is exiled to the border and will be slaves forever."

Concubine De collapsed on the ground, her face pale.

The Shen family cried and begged for mercy, shouting that they knew nothing. However, Yan Donghuang just looked at them indifferently, turned around and headed to the side hall with Feng Yaoguang's support.

Gu Chiran and Qin Yang followed silently.

Entering the side hall, Yan Donghuang leaned down on the large couch: "I know that Xie Yunjian has gone to find a miracle doctor, but I have to tell you the worst news. No miracle doctor can save me."

"Your Highness." Feng Yaoguang's face was pale and his tone was trembling, "No, no, no, Xie Yunjian personally begs the person, it will definitely be possible..."

"I have been busy with a lot of things these past two days, and I have little time to rest. This will only speed up the spread of the poison." Yan Donghuang slowly curled up his body, restraining the severe pain that was everywhere in his body, "I have something to say. I have to explain, please listen to me."

Feng Yaoguang didn't want to hear it.

His eyes were red, full of pain and despair.

"I ascend the throne not because I am attached to the throne, but because I want to have a legitimate identity to pass on the throne." Yan Donghuang's eyes fell on Feng Yaoguang's face, "Yaoguang, if I die, you are not allowed to mess around. I want to protect the country." Leave it to you..."

Feng Yaoguang was startled, what?

Yan Donghuang took a deep breath and suppressed the bloody smell surging in his throat: "No matter who becomes the emperor, the Qingluan Army will be a thorn in his side. Today's palace change was initiated by me, but the Qingluan Army's Strength is scary, and loyalty is also scary. Anyone who becomes an emperor will worry about another palace coup. Only you... Yaoguang, only you can protect the Qingluan Army. "

Feng Yaoguang's body stiffened, and the corners of his mouth turned white: "No."

"This is an order." Yan Donghuang said coldly, "No one can refute it."

Feng Yaoguang's face turned pale and her eyes were filled with pain.

"Shaking light." Yan Donghuang trembled in pain, "The Qingluan Army is my biggest concern. King An is a kind-hearted person, but he has a weak temperament and no courage. If he ascends the throne, it will not be a good thing for the Yong Kingdom. I hope you can live a good life for me.”