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Shen Zhaoxue froze for a moment, staring at Di Yunge blankly with blood red eyes, as if confirming the truth of what he said.

And Di Yunge was also responding, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of determination.

The two stalemate for a while, before Di Yunge suddenly said, "So, I don't want you to marry me."

Shen Zhaoxue felt like someone stuffed cotton in her heart, swollen and sore.

Di Yunge didn't leave another word, got up, straightened his clothes, and left.

In spring, the wind breaks through the thick ice, and the stream flows slowly. The birds who left come back one after another and stand on the treetops to fight for warmth under the light. Countless flowers bloom on the green hills, blue, white, red and blue one after another.

Xie Qing was standing under the eaves wearing a white flower on his head, the light and shadow were divided, half was bright and half was dark, while Xie Qing was standing in the dark.His crying red eyes were swollen like walnuts, the tip of his nose was red, and his red lips were bitten, revealing a little desolation. He cried for a long time, but the tears had already dried up, leaving only sobs.

After Xie Qing looked at it for a while, there was the sound of a baby crying. Xie Qing turned around and picked up the baby, shaking his arms to comfort the baby.Just shaking the child was naked, shimmering.

Ever since Di Yunge made it clear, he had separated rooms with Shen Zhaoxue, and Shen Zhaoxue went to look for him deliberately, but every time she couldn't find anyone.

Qiyao, after Di Yunge dealt with those who wanted to ascend the throne, he took Jieqing's child, Junlin, to the throne and became the regent.

On the day of ascension to the throne, the people of the imperial capital heard the news and mourned, and wanted to relieve the presidency one after another.

There were even a few people in the court who claimed to be loyal, and one after another jumped out to oppose Di Yunge's rule.

But who is Di Yunge? He was holding Junlin and standing on Qianqiu Terrace, and his phoenix eyes looked down coldly, and those people booed immediately.

And what Di Yunge did also appeared in their minds. Although they had never been to Di Yunge's enthronement ceremony, after the description of the servants, they felt chills just thinking about it.

At the enthronement ceremony, an iron pot was used to cook the rebellious ministers. This kind of "brilliant trace" was the only one for his emperor Yunge.

I thought it was over, but I didn’t expect Di Yunge to be standing on the Qianqiu Terrace wearing a fine attire, his black hair was tied up high by a crown, his jade-like cheeks were full of shadows, and the bite mark on the corner of his jaw was covered by the excess hair on both sides. After leaving some shadows, he smiled piercingly.

All the ministers kneeling on the ground were sweating profusely.

With the sun hanging high, they should have felt cold, but because of the presence of Di Yunge, they felt as if they were in an ice cave, and even their hair felt cold.

"Since you are against..." Di Yunge swept down his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the body of the person who was swept away trembled, "Then I will ascend the throne."

"Anyway, you all rebel, so why not rebel together, let me see how many people in the court don't want to work with me, so I can kill them all together, at worst, I will meet a few more people in the next year's palace exam."

Di Yunge laughed wildly, threw the child aside, let Shen Zhaoxue catch it and hand it to Xie Qing.

The ministers who were afraid of Di Yunge all frowned when they heard this, but if it were someone else, they would definitely reprimand the child for not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth.

But if Di Yunge was replaced, it would be unreasonable.Even if they wanted to cough, they had to look at his face.

"Anyway, the assistant is fake, and the power is real. Both the left and the right have to fall into my hands. I don't care what the name is, as long as I get on board, I get on board." Di Yunge looked at Man Chao Wenwu and sneered.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and raised his head, and made a retort. For a moment, there were thousands of waves, and nearly half of the ministers kneeling below responded.

"I was still thinking, if you all endured it, wouldn't my torture be in vain. But after seeing it today, you really lived up to my expectations."

Hearing this, the minister whose cheeks were flushed at the beginning turned pale, knowing that he could not escape, he wanted to smash his head against the stone bricks to death, but Di Yunge would not let him off so easily.

Di Yunge flicked his fingertips slightly, and cast a spell to bounce people away without leaving any gaps. When he flew down from Qianqiu Terrace and jumped into the crowd, Di Yunge's murderous intent was so intense that the surrounding ministers felt that his neck was like Being caught by him, it was extremely difficult to breathe.

They had to run away in fright and knelt at Di Yunge's feet.

"Want to die?" Di Yunge kicked him over, stepped on the palace clothes and bent down, pinching his greasy neck, "You don't want the title of loyal minister anymore?"

"How can you have the reputation of me killing you? Anyway, I am a tyrant. There is no doubt that later generations will turn over and you die in my hands. They only think that you are loyal to the emperor and dare to speak out for the late emperor." Di Yunge's eyes are cold. Tan, people look at it and fear it.

This was especially true for the ministers who were strangled by him. One of them couldn't control himself and urinated on the spot.

All the ministers wrinkled their noses when they smelled the smell of urine, but no one dared to reach out to cover it, for fear that if they did, it would be gone.

"Why are you afraid?" Di Yunge sneered, summoned the spirit sword, subdued the officer, and flew away with his sword.

The blood stained the official clothes and flew down with a wail, and fell into the collar of the official in the distance. The man took a look, and then trembled with fright, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't dare to look again, and he didn't dare to take it out.

"Don't be afraid, I still have enough for you to enjoy, and you can rest assured that the people who will record the annals of history will repeat your name." Di Yunge stepped on his cheek, only to hear the bridge of his nose being trampled cracked, his face blurred.

But Di Yunge picked up his long sword indifferently and aroused the ministers beside him.

The person who was shouted trembled and hurriedly begged for mercy, but Di Yunge ignored him at all, turned around and wiped the spirit sword with the person's official uniform.

At the same time, Di Yunge lifted the soles of his feet slightly, and with force on his toes, his wailing resounded through the sky.

The eyeballs were sunken by his trampling, and he still felt a little dissatisfied, so he poked his foot violently, and the blood splashed on Di Yunge's boots and the faces of the officials beside him.

"This cloth is not very good." Di Yunge sighed softly, looked at the tattered official uniform, squinted his eyes, and stabbed the person fiercely, blood spurted out immediately and turned red Di Yunge's half cheek.

His face was already too pale, but when he killed someone, he became angry, his eyes were scarlet, and the blood splattered on his face looked coquettish and broken.

Xie Qing was holding the child, watching from a distance, smelling the smell of blood in the air, Xie Qing only felt his stomach tumbling, making him nauseous.

The point is, when Di Yunge raised his foot, kicked the person in front of him down and pulled out his sword, he turned to them and gave him a meaningful look.

Kill the chickens to warn the monkeys.

He stared at Xie Qing horribly while holding the child. The hand holding the child was tightly held, the knuckles turned white, and the back teeth creaked together.

One day, he will make Di Yunge pay the price!

Di Yunge looked away.

The attendants had already brought charcoal fire, and under Di Yunge's order, they placed the eight-foot-square iron utensils under the stage, and spread red charcoal fire on them. Iron utensils were also placed on the side, but there was ice.

"The water is in dire straits." Di Yunge chuckled lightly.