The villain died of talking too much [quick wear]

He tied up his long hair, and chose a Moyu hairpin.

After tying his hair, Su Liang stood up and opened his hands lightly, and the maid who was holding the clothes at the side immediately stepped forward to dress him.

[Sigh, I think this kind of life where someone replaces me even when I put on clothes is not suitable for me at all. 〕

[What, do you feel uncomfortable? 〕

[No, it's too comfortable, I'm afraid that in the next world I will be trapped in bed because no one will dress me. 〕

987 was silent for a while, as if he was really considering the possibility of this happening.

[I think you can rest assured that I can stop the energy output, so that you will become a static corpse. 〕

[And then rot? 〕

Su Liang said, he has not forgotten that in the last world, 987 often caused him to have corpse spots in order to save energy.

[Don't worry, I know what's going on. 〕

987 comforted him, but Su Liang did not agree.

When Su Liang was communicating with 987, the maids had already dressed his clothes neatly and retreated one after another.

At this time, only the eunuch who woke up Su Liang at the beginning was left in the room, and said with a low eyebrow.

"His Royal Highness, do you want to have some snacks first, and you are going to the morning court."

"No need."

Su Liang didn't even look at the eunuch, turned around and walked out.

His body uses the energy provided by 987 to move around. In fact, he doesn't need to eat at all. On the contrary, he needs 987 to consume excess energy to digest and expel food.

So Su Liang would only eat something when necessary.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and it was the time when the dew was heaviest in the day. As soon as Su Liang walked out of the bedroom, a young eunuch immediately greeted him and opened an umbrella for him.

Su Liang waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it.

Today Su Liang wore a purple python robe, on which the four-clawed python dragon was embroidered with gold thread, which was lifelike, and it seemed to be alive when he walked around.

Royal things are mostly bright yellow, but only the emperor can use them, and the crown prince should choose apricot yellow.

It's a pity that Su Liang didn't like apricot yellow, so he had to settle for the next best thing and chose purple.

In the country of Yan, the value of purple is second only to that of yellow, and only the official uniforms of authentic high officials can use purple, so Su Liang's dressing like this is also in line with the rules.

Rejecting the prince's guard of honor to go out and the palace people to follow, Su Liang carried a lantern alone and walked in the Yan Kingdom's palace with vermilion walls and green tiles.

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☆、The growth history of tyrants 2

The period before dawn was the darkest time of the day. Although a few candles had been lit in the palace, there were not many, and the places that could be illuminated were pitifully few.

The lamp in Su Liang's hand shone with a yellowish light, which was not too obvious in the dark, not to mention that there was still a little fog around, so it could only illuminate the inch under his feet.

Therefore, when turning a corner, a court lady bumped into Su Liang's arms.

"Your Highness atones, slaves deserve to die, Your Highness atones."

After seeing the four-clawed python robe on Su Liang's body, the court lady immediately had an expression of panic on her face, and she knelt down on the ground trembling all over.

The lamp in his hand fell to the ground, and the candlelight ignited the paper lampshade, and the dancing flames illuminated Su Liang's face flickeringly.

Irritable emotions rose from the bottom of his heart, a trace of cruelty flashed in Su Liang's eyes, and he returned to calm.

"Which palace are you the maid of honor?"

"Slave servant Liu Rong, maidservant of Huanyifang, please greet His Royal Highness, Your Highness Jin An."

Su Liang stretched out his hand and brushed the place on the robe that was bumped by the maid just now, and then spoke in a calm voice without any emotion.

"Liu Rong... the name is good. Go and tell the nanny in charge of Huanyifang that you will serve in the East Palace starting today."

After Su Liang finished speaking, he left directly regardless of the maid's reaction.

Fortunately, after such a delay, the sky began to brighten, and the east was faintly pale, and the front could be seen clearly without a lamp.

"Yes."

The palace maid still knelt on the ground, a gleam of joy flashed across her beautiful face, but no one saw her because her forehead was touching the ground.

[987. 〕

As Su Liang walked forward, he called out to his own system in his heart.

〔Um? 〕

[Swallow rhymes with him, is he sick? 〕

〔What disease?Didn't say it in the plot? 〕

987 was a little puzzled, and deliberately flipped through the plot.

[I didn't say it because no one knew.But I don't know, it doesn't mean I don't have it. 〕

〔is that so? 〕

Su Liang twitched the corner of her mouth, noncommittal.

[987, you can also see the memory of Yan Ziyun, what do you think, how does the current emperor treat the crown prince Yan Ziyun? 〕

[Is the current Emperor Yanhong?How should I put it, it should be considered good.After all, Yan Ziyun is his only son, but sometimes, he is a bit too strict. 〕

[Even you can tell that it is because Yan Ziyun is Yan Hong's only son and the only heir to the throne.So he has always been honest with Yan Ziyun.Since Yan Ziyun was a child, he has spent great efforts in training, and he has to learn many things every day at a young age.And no matter what Yan Ziyun did, all she got from Yan Hong was reprimand for why Yan Ziyun didn't do better. 〕

[So, is Yan Ziyun's character like this? 〕

[Yes, to be correct, Yan Ziyun suffers from depression, and the endless pressure makes him almost crazy, but as a prince, he can't be crazy.So he is tyrannical and cruel, but he has to disguise himself. 〕

〔sad. 〕

〔It is very sad, Yan Hong is a good emperor, he makes Yan country stronger, but he is not qualified father.I really don't know whether the mighty Yan Kingdom was destroyed by Yan Ziyun, who was called the Faint Lord, or in the hands of Yan Hong, who was called the Benevolent Lord. 〕

Su Liang sighed, but there were many emotions involuntarily in his heart.

Unwillingness, grievance, self-blame, resentment... All kinds of emotions are intertwined and filled the whole chest.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you. Whether you have grievances or resentments, I will help you solve them one by one."

Su Liang knew that these were Yan Ziyun's emotions, so he stretched out his hand, pressed it lightly on his chest, and promised in a low voice.

All kinds of emotions gradually faded away, the corners of Su Liang's lips curled slightly, looking at the white belly in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Jinluan Palace, gorgeous and magnificent, the place where the Yan Kingdom was in the early dynasty.

Today is the first day of the lunar new year. Hundreds of officials gather to discuss state affairs. Civil officials are on the left and military officials are on the right.

As the crown prince, the prince naturally did not stand in line with the courtiers, but stood beside the emperor.

The morning court lasted for about an hour, and it didn't end until Su Liang's legs were almost numb.

"His Royal Highness, His Majesty has summoned you to go to the imperial study to meet the saint."

"Ah."

Su Liang nodded slightly, and turned to the imperial study room.

After entering the imperial study, Su Liang saw Yan Hong who was looking down at the memorial, so he lifted his clothes and knelt down on the ground.

"My son sees my father."

After closing the memorial in his hand, Yan Hong raised his head, looked at Su Liang who was kneeling in front of the desk, and frowned.

"I heard that on your way to court today, you ran into a court lady and took her into the East Palace."

"Yes."

Su Liang still knelt on the ground, not at all surprised that the emperor knew about this matter.

"Although you are an adult, you have only tasted women's sex. I hope you can understand."

"Father's emperor's precept (harmony) commandment, children and ministers must remember."

"Get up."

Su Liang stood up, and Yan Hong ordered a few things to be handled by Su Liang, then rubbed his brows and ordered him to back down.

Su Liang looked at Yan Hong who was rubbing his brows alone, hesitated for a moment, and still spoke.

"Father, the state affairs are important, and you should also pay attention to your health. Father, please read the memorial after eating breakfast."

Yan Hong stopped rubbing his eyebrows, and looked up at Su Liang.

"These things have to be taken care of by the palace people. You are the prince of a country, and you should care about major affairs in the world, not things that only these daughters' families care about."

"What the father said is that the son knows his mistake."

Su Liang lowered her eyelids and responded in a low voice.

"Forget it, let's go."

Yan Hong sighed, seemed a little disappointed by Su Liang's move, and waved his hand.

"My son retire."

Su Liang bent down to salute, and exited the room.

After leaving the imperial study room, Su Liang covered up the tyrannical emotions in his heart, his eyes were calm, and he walked towards the East Palace step by step.

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☆、The growth history of tyrants 3

In the early morning, there were no palace people who came and went in the imperial garden during the day, so it seemed a little quiet. Occasionally, a few young girls were seen picking the dew from the petals. It seemed that they didn't know which palace lady liked this thing.

As Su Liang walked by, the maids collecting dew among the flowers bowed their knees and saluted.

Nodding their heads one by one, Su Liang tried his best to maintain the image of a humble and polite prince and prince in the eyes of outsiders.

The East Palace, the place where the prince lives, with the return of Su Liang, the palace people began to get busy.

After breakfast, the sky is already bright.

The prince has a lot of things to do every day, not to mention the fact that there is only one prince in the Yan Kingdom.

It wasn't until the palace servants turned on the lamps that Su Liang realized that it was already dark.

"Your Highness, it's late at night, and it's time for Your Highness to rest."

A young eunuch walked into the study with a low eyebrow, picked the candle wick on the case table, and then said.

"Well, get some water.

Su Liang put down the volume in his hand, and someone from the palace took it immediately, and put it on the bookshelf behind the desk.

"Early this morning, the lonely maid who was transferred from Huanyifang to the East Palace..."

"My name is Liurong. Eunuch Li hasn't arranged any specific duties yet. He is temporarily living in Miss Chanxia and Miss Fengqiu's room."

Eunuch Li is the eunuch in charge of the East Palace, as for Chanxia and Fengqiu, they are the first ladies of the East Palace, presumably that Eunuch Li couldn't figure out Su Liang's attitude towards Liu Rong, and he didn't even arrange a residence.

Su Liang was silent for a while, then spoke.

"Today take a bath, call Liurong to serve you."

The little eunuch said yes in a low voice, and exited the study.He thought to himself, this Liurong girl might really have won the favor of His Highness the Crown Prince, and for a while she regretted that she didn't pay her back earlier.

Behind a red sandalwood landscape screen, Su Liang sat in a cedar wooden bathtub, slightly closing his eyes.

The fragrant wind blows, and a beautiful image is printed on the screen.

"Slave Liu Rong, please greet His Royal Highness, Your Highness Jin An."

"Ah."

Su Liang didn't open her eyes, but responded softly.

Then, he felt someone walking towards him, and then a pair of soft and boneless hands touched his shoulders, kneading them just right.

Su Liang still didn't move, her peach blossom eyes slightly closed.

"I don't think any court ladies in Huanyifang would have such hands."

"It's only half a month since I went to the clothes-washing workshop. Although I have to wash clothes every day, I will wash my hands with flower juice every night after finishing my work."

"You do have some thoughts."

"Women are those who please themselves. Slaves... are no exception."

As Liu Rong spoke, she seemed a little shy, and stopped what she was doing, but slowly approached Su Liang.

"You said, you are happy and lonely?"

Su Liang finally opened his eyes and looked at Liu Rong.

The long willow velvet was already pretty, with a feeling of Xiaojiabiyu, but now she was wearing white gauze, shy under the lamp, and even took advantage of the seven-point color to be very ten.

"His Majesty's heroic appearance, I am delighted."

As Liu Rong said, her cheeks turned red, and her eyes sparkled.

The cedar-wood bathtub was filled with warm water, constantly steaming. Su Liang soaked in the bathtub. Through the steam, he saw the shy and beautiful willow velvet, but he also saw clearly the faint smile hidden in the latter's eyes. Uncheckable calculations.

"It turns out that you are alone in your heart."

Su Liang whispered and stood up.

The clear water flows down the angle between the trapezius muscle and the clavicle, the flat abdomen and narrow waist slowly descend.

For a while, Liu Rong was stunned.

When she came back to her senses, Su Liang had already put on her underwear.

The royal family often used yellow to show their nobility, but Su Liang was wearing a pure white inner coat at this time, and his long ink-like hair was loose and dripping.The pure white underwear was soaked, turning it into a translucent color, and stuck to Su Liang's fair back.

"If you are really happy..." Su Liang said, and raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a hint of tyranny, her white and slender fingers raised Liu Rong's chin.

"Then can you do it? Give up your life for me."

Liu Rong's eyes widened, and his pupils shrank a little.

"Too...His Royal Highness?"

"You lie, you can't do it at all, you lie to me."

Su Liang smiled even wider, and he unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.The white palms spread out and held the slender neck.

"It's not a good boy to tell a lie. If you are not a good boy, you will be punished."

"His Royal Highness... Slave... Slave... Cough cough."

Liu Rong was so pinched that she couldn't breathe, but she didn't dare to resist, there was no previous calculation in her eyes, only panic remained.

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☆、The growth history of tyrants 4

Su Liang finally let Liu Rong go, but sent him back to Huanyifang.

However, to give someone hope and then beat her back to her original form, this is probably another kind of cruelty.

"Okay, be quiet, are you just so dissatisfied with my arrangement? Do you still want to fulfill your wish?"

Late at night alone, Su Liang couldn't fall asleep. He pressed his chest and muttered to himself.

In his body, there is a voice that has been clamoring, longing for blood, destruction, and destruction.

After finally calming down the tyrannical emotions, Su Liang turned over and lay on her side, with her chin resting on one hand.

[It's really very sick. 〕

[It was my mistake, I should investigate carefully. 〕

987's tone was a little guilty. If it was a physical illness, it would be okay, but Yan Ziyun had a mental problem, and his spirit could affect Su Liang, even though 987 had tried his best to reduce the impact.

But the task was in the ancient period that Su Liang had never been in contact with. If he completely eliminated the influence of the original owner and only relied on his memory, Su Liang would definitely reveal his secrets.

After all, the original owner, Yan Ziyun, is the prince of a country no matter what. His demeanor, temperament, and nobility cannot be imitated by Su Liang, who was originally an ordinary student.

[It doesn't matter, the so-called villains, there are a few who are mentally normal, we will probably encounter such a situation in the future, it's just a matter of time. 〕

Su Liang didn't care, she tilted her head, carefully thought about the possibility of pretending to be a lunatic in the future, and finally twitched the corner of her mouth.

The long jet-black hair slid down her shoulders, outlining a graceful arc on her fair chest, and finally spread out on the bright yellow bed.

[There is a complete silence. 〕

After waiting for a while, Su Liang could no longer feel the ups and downs of emotions, and communicated with 987 in his heart.

〔yes. 〕

[It seems that I am very persistent in my wish. As long as I mention it, I will try my best to restrain it. If this is the case, I have to think carefully about how to fulfill this wish. 〕

Yan Ziyun's wish needs to be planned slowly.

Yanhong, the king of Yan Kingdom, has been a little bit unwell recently.

I can't say what's wrong, but Yanhong always feels that he seems to get tired more easily.

He used to be able to review memorials for two hours in a row, but now he would feel tired in less than an hour, and even fell asleep several times unconsciously, spilling the ink.If it weren't for the presence of palace people, it is estimated that I don't know how many important memorials will be polluted.

I called the imperial doctor, and after checking it, I can only conclude that the result of being overworked and resting a lot is good for rest.

Yan Hong had no choice but to believe that he might be really tired, and he was no older than before.

At first, Yan Hong didn't pay much attention to it, but after more and more memorials piled up and he was too busy, he finally made a decree to allow the crown prince to supervise the country.

After Su Liang received this order, he knew that his first step plan was successful.

That's right, Yan Hong's body is Su Liang's hands and feet.

Leaving aside the supernatural 987, let's just say that Su Liang's reincarnation is proficient in medical skills. It couldn't be easier to do something in ancient times with such poor medical conditions.

The crown prince supervised the country, as if a drop of water was dripping into the hot oil, making the originally peaceful court boil.

Many ministers are thinking.

Although Su Liang is the only prince in the Yan Kingdom, the throne will naturally have no provenance. Su Liang will be the emperor sooner or later, but sooner or later, there are two different outcomes.

They are Yan Hong's ministers, but they are not Su Liang's ministers. Su Liang succeeds to the throne, so he will naturally rely on his cronies.

The so-called one king and one courtier is like this.

How much can he be a courtier of the elders of the two dynasties?

After Su Liang started supervising the country, he became busy and couldn't get a moment of free time throughout the day.

On this day, it was rare for Su Liang to take a break from his busy schedule, so he spent half a day preparing to go out to the palace for a stroll.

It's just that before he could walk out of the palace gate, he bumped into the protagonist of this world, Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng, the God of War in the Yan Kingdom, was even called the Ever-Victorious General because he had never lost a battle.

The corner of Su Liang's mouth curled up, as if everything was under control.

"My minister sees His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhou Zheng was dressed in a dark black robe, with a stern face, probably because he had been honed on the battlefield for too long, and he was full of evil spirits all over him, approaching easily would only make people chill.

"General Zhou, are you...going to see Emperor Father?"

After Su Liang personally lifted the man up, seeing that the latter was not wearing a long sword around his waist all year round, he asked.

"Yes."

Zhou Zheng cherishes words like gold, and he is not at all cautious and flattering like ordinary ministers when facing the prince.

Su Liang secretly sighed in his heart, the protagonist deserves to be the protagonist, he must be different from others, and he must be a clean stream.

Thinking this way in my heart, Su Liang didn't show it on the surface

"That's really a coincidence, Gu just went to see the father, the father just fell asleep, the general is going at this time, I'm afraid he will be gone."

Zhou Zheng frowned, seeming a little embarrassed.

"What is the general's business?"

"Trivial matters in the military are not important matters."

"How about discussing it with Gu first?"

Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment, then realized that the prince had already supervised the country.

He practiced in the army every day, but he didn't expect it for a while.

Su Liang smiled as gentle as jade.

"It just so happens that Gu is planning to go out for a spring outing. Why don't we go together, accompanied by the general, and don't let those guards follow, so as not to spoil the artistic conception of the outing."

"Alright."

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a moment, seeing that Su Liang was smiling, but he couldn't refuse.

On the spring day of April, peach blossoms are blooming, and a courtyard outside the imperial city is planted with peach trees all over the mountain.

"I got this other courtyard by accident. It is full of peach trees. Once March comes, the mountain will be full of peach blossoms."

After entering the peach grove, Su Liang also seemed to relax, stretched out his hand and broke off a peach blossom branch, then turned to Zhou Zheng and said.

Today Su Liang wore a crescent-white robe, her black hair was tied up with only a jade hairpin, and there was only a green round jade pendant around her waist, which can be described as extremely simple.

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☆、The growth history of tyrants 5

He really doesn't look like a prince.

Zhou Zheng looked at the person in front of him, thinking involuntarily.

The peach blossoms were scorching, and the fallen petals were colorful. Su Liang walked all the way, stained with spring colors all over his body.

Zhou Zheng followed step by step, like a dedicated guardian.

"Although there are many precious flowers and plants in the imperial garden, I think this place is more beautiful."

Holding a pink and tender peach branch in her slender white hand, Su Liang turned around with a smile and said to Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng nodded, seeming to agree.

"General Zhou, what did you do when you went to see your father?"

"Some trivial matters in the army, it will be the same tomorrow."

For some reason, Zhou Zheng didn't want to mention those things to annoy the person in front of him at this time.

"Alright, I'm still a little immature in many things, and far inferior to my father. General Zhou told my father that it would be safer."

"no."

Seeing that Su Liang misunderstood, Zhou Zheng felt a little at a loss, so he immediately denied it.

Su Liang was taken aback, then smiled lightly.

The slanted peach blossom eyes were stained with a smile, and they were even more colorful than the peach blossoms all around here.

"General Zhou?"

Su Liang's doubtful voice sounded, and Zhou Zheng came back to his senses, only to realize that he stretched out his palm, and almost touched the pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be seductive.

"Peach Blossom."

The outstretched hand turned a corner, and picked off a peach petal that fell on Su Liang's hair.

"Thank you."

Su Liang didn't suspect him, and thanked him softly.

Zhou Zheng, who was thanked, felt a little guilty for a moment, turned his eyes away, and pretended to look at the sky.

"It's time to go back."

"Yeah, we should go down the mountain."

Su Liang also looked at the sky, the sun was already tilted a bit.

"It's a pity that the peach blossoms are all over the mountain. It's already mid-April. Once May comes, this peach blossom forest will be clean."

Zhou Zheng was indifferent.

He remembered the identity of the person in front of him. The person in front of him was the emperor.

Since leaving the palace, Su Liang no longer calls himself Gu, but calls himself me, which made him forget his identity for a while.

Although the crown prince's status is valuable, there are four seasons of the year, when he can really belong to him. Today's half-day outing, I don't know how many days in a row, I don't know how to spare this half-day time.

All the way down the mountain, and then rode back to the imperial city, the sun was already setting.

When we arrived at the East Palace, the lamps had already been lit.

After retreating from the left and right palaces, Su Liang sat in the chair alone, communicating with 987 in his heart.

[I always feel that something is wrong. 〕

〔What's wrong? 〕

[Originally, I planned to let Zhou Zheng see how miserable I am as a prince every day, without any freedom of my own, so that if he wants to rebel in the future, he will show mercy to me, which is a guarantee . 〕

Su Liang propped his chin with one hand, put the other hand on the table, and pointed at the table with his fingers.

[Nice plan, plan ahead. 〕

[But it's not right, Zhou Zheng reacted a little strangely this week, he actually wanted to poke my eyes, shouldn't he pity me? 〕

[Do you need me to explore Zhou Zheng's current thoughts for you? I can still investigate just a moment's thoughts, and it doesn't require much energy. 〕

[Check it out. 〕

Su Liang nodded quickly, although the momentary thought might be useless information, but it might also be the answer, bet on luck, he has always been lucky.

[That... I detected it. 〕

987's tone was hesitant.

Su Liang became curious and hurriedly asked.

〔What was he thinking about? 〕

[He is thinking, His Royal Highness looks really good-looking. 〕

Su Liang: ...?

〔What? 〕

[He's complimenting you on how good-looking you are. 〕

987 dutifully repeated it.

Now Su Liang really didn't know what to say, she laughed dryly and touched the tip of her nose again.

〔I also think I'm pretty, but it seems that he shouldn't think under normal circumstances: His Royal Highness is really pitiful. He has been like this since he was a child and has no freedom. Even if such a person does something excessive, it is worthy of forgiveness . 〕

[Heh, I bet whether you are miserable or not, the result will only be whether Zhou Zheng feels regretful or happy when he rebels. 〕

[Honey, if you talk like this, you will kill the world. 〕

Hearing Su Liang's words, 987 paused for a moment, but didn't speak.

Su Liang didn't care if he didn't get a response, but sat up straight, pointed his chin with his finger.

[Although this has something to do with what I thought, the result should be similar. Zhou Zheng has a good impression of me, so it's considered a success. 〕

987 responded and said congratulations.

Su Liang didn't think through Zhou Zheng's brain circuit, but he didn't really care about it. The idea of ​​only being the protagonist is different from ordinary people.

So the next step is to...

"His Royal Highness."

Su Liang was making plans for the next step, when the voice of a palace maid sounded outside the door.

"Enter."

Su Liang tidied up his robe that was a little wrinkled due to his sitting posture, and after restoring the perfect image of the prince in the eyes of outsiders, he reservedly uttered a word.

A court lady in a blue dress opened the door and walked in. She lowered her head and walked in front of Su Liang, then knelt down and touched her forehead to the ground.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness, Your Highness Jin An."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Su Liang nodded slightly, with a calm tone.

"Return to Your Highness, the Empress has an invitation to invite His Highness to have dinner with you."

Su Liang was taken aback, then pursed the corners of her mouth, a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed scarlet.

Empress Empress, Yan Ziyun's good mother, before he had time to settle accounts with her, she jumped out first.

Thoughts flashed in his heart, but nothing appeared on the surface, Su Liang said that he understood, and waved the maid back.

Instead of the crescent-white gown, Su Liang wore an apricot-yellow boa gown for the first time.

The prince's clothes are naturally made by the best embroiderers, and this one is no exception.

I saw a four-clawed python coiling above it, wearing an apricot-yellow robe, showing its preciousness.

A python dragon was embroidered on the cuffs and neckline of the robe, although it was small, it was just as nimble.

A dark black belt with a white jade hook looks magnificent and luxurious.Under the belt is a priceless jade sachet, with bright yellow tassels, all showing the identity of its owner.

The prince's honor guard of nearly a hundred people was walking in the huge palace. Su Liang sat in the sedan chair, and tilted his head slightly because he was not used to the jade crown on his head.

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☆、The growth history of tyrants 6

Fengning Palace, the palace where Queen Yan lived, is magnificent, gorgeous and luxurious, and even the gravel roads under her feet are made of jade.

Yan Hong, the emperor of the Yan Kingdom, was inhumane because of his body injury in his early years. There were only a few concubines in the palace, and they were also the concubines that Yan Hong married when he was the prince.

Since there was no rain and dew, naturally there was less competition for favor, and the rest of the concubines certainly didn't mind pretending to be sisters in front of the queen.

Therefore, the harem of the Yan Kingdom has been at peace for many years, and the queen who is the owner of the harem has also been pampered and pampered for many years.

Not disturbed by trivial matters, the queen took good care of herself. Although she was over forty, she looked like a young girl in her twenties.

Su Liang stepped through the vermilion gate, walked along the road paved with jade, and walked into the palace. What caught his eye was the noble and beautiful queen resting on the imperial concubine's bed.

"My son, please greet the queen mother."

Su Liang said hello, but she didn't even bother to bow her body, the perfunctory intention was very obvious.

Empress Xiu frowned, she wanted to reprimand, but then she thought about what the palace officials said this morning, saying that the emperor's health was deteriorating, and now he was sleeping more and waking up less every day.

The current person is about to succeed.

Although after Su Liang succeeds to the throne, she must be the empress dowager, but how can a empress dowager who is at odds with the emperor live a happy life.

Thinking of this, the queen swallowed back the words of reprimand, with a smile on her face.

"Emperor, I heard that you went for a walk in the afternoon. You must be feeling a little hungry now, right? The queen mother personally cooks today and made your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus dumpling."

The queen wanted to play the role of mother's kindness and filial piety, but Su Liang didn't want to accompany her. After hearing what the queen said, he sneered in his heart, and the corner of his mouth raised a mocking arc.

"Osmanthus dumpling is too sweet, I don't like to eat it for a long time. The queen mother remembers that I love sweet-scented osmanthus dumpling. When was Erchen?"

The queen's face darkened, feeling unhappy.

She has been pampered for so many years, and the emperor doesn't often come to the harem. She has long been used to being praised by everyone, and when has she been so shameless.

Su Liang didn't care how ugly the queen's face was, and waved her hands calmly.

"Go down."

For a moment, the palace people in the whole palace didn't hesitate at all, they bowed and retreated one after another, completely ignoring the real master of Fengning Palace who was also in the room.

"What are you doing? Stop for Ben Gong!"

The queen's face became even more ugly, and she slapped the small table next to the imperial concubine fiercely with her jade hand, and angrily reprimanded her loudly.

It's a pity that none of the palace people hesitated, and after a while, only the queen and Su Liang were left in the huge palace.

"Prince! Do you know what you are doing? This palace is your mother, if you violate filial piety, you will not be scolded by the world!"

"Mother? Are you worthy too?"

Su Liang smiled, but she didn't hide the tyrannical aura in her body anymore.

"You said you were my mother? Hahaha, who is my biological mother? Who died at the hands of her? You have been acting for so many years, is it because you have been so involved in the show that you have deceived yourself?"

"Impossible, how do you know, how do you know?"

The queen's eyes widened, and the anger was no longer in the eyes, but frightened.

Su Liang chuckled twice, seemed to be pleased by the panic in the queen's eyes, stretched out her long and white hand, and grabbed the queen's neck.

"Queen, in your eyes, Gu has always been a harmless child who can be manipulated at will. It's a pity, a pity, Gu has grown up before you realize it."

The strength in his hand gradually increased, and the queen's beautiful face was bulging with blue veins, and it began to become congested and red due to lack of oxygen.

Sensing the approach of death, the queen kept struggling, and her hands desperately scratched at Su Liang's arms, and her long nails, which looked like spring onions, broke due to too much force.

Su Liang was not affected in the slightest. He could draw the longbow to the full when doing horseback archery, shoot a target hundreds of meters away, and still be able to pass through the target. It is no problem to strangle a woman whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

Seeing that Su Liang's arm could not be shaken, the queen immediately retracted both hands, and clasped one hand on Su Liang's hand on her neck, trying to break out some gaps.

And the other hand touched his hair, and then a hairpin fell into his hand.

Su Liang sneered, and with a snap, the other hand directly grabbed the Queen's wrist.With a strong palm, the valuable phoenix piercing peony hairpin fell to the ground.

"That's how you strangled my mother back then. You killed her and lied to me. What a deep love between mother and child. I have been a thief for so many years, and every time I think of it, I feel sick."

As Su Liang said, the strength in his hands did not decrease. At this time, the queen's complexion had turned purple, and her beautiful eyes were also beautiful.