[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Power is the most decadent and precious thing in this world.

If the emperor became interested and only changed his mind slightly, no matter when and where, his own servants would come to observe his words and act, so that he could kneel down like a dog to beg for rewards in the future.

Chu Yu, who had no power in his hands before, was just a string puppet in Zhao Yan's hands, but now he is the one pulling the string.

Chu Yu manipulated the puppet, watching the puppet being bent and panting in his hands, the corners of his eyes were red.

On a whim, Zhao Yan, the former powerful minister, was trampled into the mud by Chu Yu's hands.

So Chu Yu thought that the filthy evil desire would disappear.

But he never thought that he would ingest the poison by mistake.

The poison is ecstasy and erodes the bones, and one food is addictive.

Rongsheng didn't know how long he had been waiting outside.

There were red threads in his eyes, and his heart sank heavily.

He stood bowed, silent like a stone sculpture.

A pair of feet seemed to be nailed to death on the blue bricks.

He dared not move.

He was afraid that if he took one step, he would not be able to stop the next hundred steps.

The high wall blocked the situation in the cell, and it was as quiet as a dead tomb.

The rain continued, and the wind was shrill.

This dark night is destined to be covered in thick dust like every dirty thing in the royal family of the past dynasties.

Dai Gao lowered his eyes, and there was no surprise on his face.

When the lamp bearer changed the lamp for the fourth time, the door of the cell was opened from the inside.

Emperor Xuan's brocade clothes were neat and tidy, the jade crown was set on one side, and the black lines on the hem of the robe did not have a single wrinkle.

He is an emperor, even in this gloomy prison, he seems to be above the court.

Even though he was still young, he was already dignified, and the people around couldn't see the joy or anger, but only took a deep look at Dai Gao.

Dai Gao's eyes fell on the toes of his boots, and he said to the palace people who were waiting together. "Drive back to the palace."

Before Emperor Xuan left, he looked back at Rong Sheng and said, "There are still some things I haven't asked, so don't make any questions before asking."

Rongsheng should be, bow down and salute.

Before Luanjia in the palace set off, Dai Gao whispered, "The imperial doctor will come from the palace, so you don't need to look elsewhere."

Rong Sheng frowned and sneered in his heart.

After Sheng Jia was sent away, Rong Sheng hurried to the cell.

There is a certain fishy smell wrapped in the strong smell of blood.

He was a young man, so he knew what it was.

The situation was obviously worse than Rong Ying's time.

He can still stop Rong Ying, what will His Majesty do to stop him.

Rongsheng is not alone.

The eldest son of the Rong family is doomed to bear the lives of several members of the Rong family, the rise and fall of a hundred generations.

A few steps closer, I saw the thin silhouette of a man covered by the cloak that His Majesty wore when he came down.

The half of the thin white leg was exposed from under the cloak, and there were bruise marks around the ankle.

With a trembling heart, he carefully lifted the cloak.

He just took a look and saw the mess inside, so he took a big cloak and wrapped him tightly.

A down-and-out powerful official wants to humiliate with such dirty means.

What is the difference between the lofty Majesty and the despicable younger brother in his family?

He reached out and touched the drowsy man's forehead, and touched the hot sweat, as if he had a high fever.

The imperial doctor who came from the palace was judged by Shiyuan.

The stone courtyard has been in and out of the palace for many years, and the dirty things of several generations of emperors have been handled by him.

However, even an old man as calm as this, after seeing the appearance of the master, he whispered in front of Rong Sheng, "You are a sinner."

Rong Sheng's brows and eyes were cold, but it wasn't just a crime.

But he didn't know that what Shi Yuanjuan had in mind was completely different from what he thought.

When Zhao Yan was humiliated and committed suicide at the hands of the late emperor, it was Shi Yuansentence and his colleagues who went to the palace overnight to save Zhao Yan's life.

Zhao Yan was too hard on herself at that time.

After the people from the Tai Hospital went, they only saw scarlet blood soaking the messy and wrinkled official robes, and they could hardly find any real wounds.

The person has gradually lost consciousness, and he is still shivering in the arms of the first emperor, with a pointed chin and a little immature.

There were blue bruises all over the exposed skin.

Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang appeared in the late emperor's palace late at night and committed suicide. The debauchery behind this is not enough for outsiders to understand.

The judge of the stone court heard that the number one scholar had pleaded for orders for the people in the Northwest before, and he could not kneel outside the hall. He was also a good boy with a heart of innocence.

It's a pity, but it's only ten years old.

The family is prematurely aging and has nothing to rely on, so they are bullied by others.

Because of this matter, even if the former Xinke champion became a treacherous sycophant that everyone can punish, Shi Yuanjuan always had a sympathetic heart for this child.

If it's really a trend that is following the trend, why did the blood splash on the dragon's couch in the first place?

Maybe it was because of this encounter that ruined the child's sincerity and turned him into an evil Shura.

No matter what kind of person Zhao Yan becomes, it is because she is not somewhere else.

The world only sees him as hateful, but not pitiful.