Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

Shang Yi walked up to Yan Jia and called out, "Your Majesty."

Yanjia wearing the golden dragon robe had a dull expression, and replied according to the set words: "Yun Shu, why are you here?"

Shang Yi was silent for a long time.

In the deep yellow palace, people's shadows swayed.

After a long time, she walked out slowly from the Golden Dragon Palace. The guards in the palace had already turned their backs and fell to their knees: "Your Highness."

Shang Yi responded softly.

The troops of the three battalions entered the deep palace and killed all the disobedient Winged Serpent Guards.

The flames of the dark palace flickered, and screams came and went.

General Zhang stood guard outside the hall, and when he saw her, he quickly knelt down on one knee.

Shang Yi stepped forward to help him up, "There is no need to be polite."

Jiang Xun used to be in charge of the three major battalions, and now the top general in the platoon was trained by him as a soldier back then.Those unnamed heroic souls whose bones were buried in the long river were once the comrades-in-arms of these soldiers who accompanied them through life and death.

Shen Fengjie thought that by killing Jiang Xun, he could monopolize the military power.

But there are thousands of Jiang Xun in the hearts of millions of people. Justice and justice are always in the hearts of the people, and no one can kill them all.

These soldiers were once loyal to Jiang Xun and also worked for the Shen family. Later, Shang Yi went in to express their intentions, and they chose the people who the general had been loyal to without hesitation.

But no matter when, they are always loyal to the common people in the world.

"What about Your Majesty?"

Shang Yi pursed her lips and said: "Shen Fengjie threatened His Majesty with the intention of forcing the palace. After being found out, he became angry from embarrassment and has now been beheaded by me."

A look of surprise flashed across General Zhang's face, and then he sighed heavily: "Oh, no wonder she kept lying about His Majesty's serious illness and plotting against other princes."

Shang Yi asked: "Are those princes and princesses okay?"

General Zhang shook his head, with a sad expression on his face: "All of them have been assassinated by the four... that traitor sent people, and when we arrived, we only saved His Royal Highness." ... I will trouble Mr. Guanghan with the court affairs in the future."

Shang Yi rolled up her sleeves, watching the blood slowly dripping from His Royal Highness Bai Yu with cold eyes, "Yi is young and doesn't know much about politics, so she can only rely on General Zhang."

The two looked at each other, and they both knew each other.

When all the forces in the palace were wiped out, General Zhang replaced several important positions with his own people and guarded the palace all night.

The bloody fire has been burning, illuminating the dark palace walls.

Shang Yi stood guard outside the Golden Dragon Hall, watching with his own eyes the dark sky revealing the color of morning light little by little, the thin clouds revealing a hazy white light, and the sunlight shining on the green tiles and cornices of the palace, shining it shimmeringly.

After one night, the blood and bones have not been removed.

She went back to the palace to help the emperor out, and stepped on the corpses all over the ground step by step, the hem of the once ice-blue clothes was stained with black blood.

"Go to court."

The officials in the court did not react at all.

It seems that after just one night's sleep, the sky above his head has changed.

The emperor, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was still alive, sitting on a high dragon chair, explaining recent events, and appeasing the hearts of his subjects.

Shen Fengjie imprisoned the emperor in the deep palace, killed other brothers and sisters, and intended to rebel. Thanks to Guanghan Jun's subtle hole and candle, he designed to enter the palace to save His Majesty.

only……

All the ministers have doubts in their hearts.

No matter how stupid Shen Fengjie is, she is still the emperor's daughter. Is the emperor really so heartless, or...

None of them dared to express their guesses.

After this incident, the emperor was physically and mentally exhausted, so he sealed the remaining blood as the prince and let Shang Yi act as regent.Shang Yi refused several times but failed, and finally stepped onto the Golden Luan Hall and sat on the chair beside the dragon chair.

It looks like a regency, but in fact it has monopoly power.

She looked at the courtiers in the palace indifferently.Sitting in this position, it is easy to see through their tightly hidden little thoughts, and everything can be seen at a glance.

Shen Fengjie said that she didn't know the emperor's art.

In fact, there are some things that you can learn by yourself without a teacher. When you climb to the highest peak, you will understand it naturally.

It's just that in her previous life, even if she ruled the world, she never doubted the truth of the Changhe murder case.

Even if she returns to this life, what she thinks in her heart is to leave with Zhou Zhou.

From then on, regardless of the affairs of the world, I went boating on the rivers and seas and never stopped at the shore.

She is really tired.

However, she glanced at her plain white hand slightly, saw the endless blood on it, and her memory seemed to return to that night.

Standing on the edge of the long river, the wind was raging and the tide was raging. She watched Zhou Zhou fall into the deep black water, saw Jiang Xunning survived, saw the broken Mulan flag all over the ground...

Something seemed to collapse in my heart.

She finally understood the rebellion in her previous life.

Shang Yi raised her chin slightly, she looked more like an emperor than the man on the dragon chair, she settled Shen Fengjie's conspiracy with a few words, dealt with the remnants of the party, and at the same time sent envoys to negotiate with King Beijue.

Kill decisively, with iron and blood wrists.

Everyone was surprised to find that Lord Guanghan, who had always kept a low profile, was not like Shen Fengjie, she was more cunning than Shen Fengjie.

At the next court, another heavy rain poured down.

Shang Yi placed the emperor back in the palace, and asked his own secret guards to guard the Yan armor.At present, this secret must not be discovered by others.

When she drove out of the palace, the sky was already heavy, the curtains of the car shook violently in the wind, and the wheels ran over the road full of rain, splashing huge splashes.

Shang Yixi sat in the car, looking down at the dossier from the Anbu newspaper.

Some secret guards found out that Shen Fengjie had often called out death row prisoners over the years, but he didn't know where they were sent.

She didn't take it to heart, and turned to other places, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered an old incident.

At that time, she and Zhou Zhou heard the news that there were often homeless beggars or widowed old people missing in Spring City, which seemed to be related to a certain local snake force.

What kind of force is playing tricks under the nose of Xuegong?

Is there anything that must be done with death row prisoners, with these living people who no one cares about and die without leaving a trace?

Shang Yi suddenly opened her eyes wide, remembering what Jiang Zhou told him about the children of the Salesian Workshop in the past seeing the scene of the day when the village was destroyed——

On a snowy night, two figures of similar stature walking side by side, and the sky filled with blood.

There is also the familiar handwriting in Guifang Mountain.

Shang Yi lifted the curtain of the car.

The driver asked blankly, "Your Highness?"

Shang Yi jumped onto the galloping horse ahead, cut the ropes that tied the carriage, and galloped into the deep black wind and rain.

She should have thought of it earlier!

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Jiang Zhou stayed in the house watching the rain boredly.

The sky was getting dark, and Yun Shu hadn't come back yet.

She reached out and plucked a peach blossom. The petals were curved, and there were a few drops of crystal rainwater, like a beauty weeping.

Jiang Zhou bent down and licked it, but there was no taste.

She curled her lips in boredom, thinking that the rain soaked in the stamens would make it sweet.

Footsteps came from outside the door, and Jiang Zhou opened his eyes excitedly, then his surprise faded away, and he became vigilant—it wasn't Yun Shu's footsteps.

She raised her sword and opened the door, facing a tall man in a black cloak with a face as white as paper.

Jiang Zhou smiled instead: "Coach! Why did you come to Kunwu!"

Tong Jiu's voice was stiff: "Looking for you."

Jiang Zhou opened the door, "What do you want from me? Come in."

Tong Jiu didn't move, "Request one thing."

Jiang Zhou blinked, puzzled and asked, "Do I owe you anything?"

Tong Jiu didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he finally spoke: "Come with me."

Jiang Zhou didn't suspect him, so he carried his sword on his back and rode with her all the way to the ruined temple on the west mountain outside the city.

Avalokitesvara in the temple raised her eyebrows, and the rain dripped from the broken roof onto the ruthless face of the god and Buddha, and slowly flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Like weeping.

Jiang Zhou took off his cloak and shook the rain off his body, "I have to wait until..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she caught a glimpse of the familiar figure at the bottom of the Avalokitesvara statue, her body trembled, and she called cautiously: "...Sister?"