Every world I die young

All the ministers kowtowed tremblingly to plead guilty as if they saw King Yama. For a while, there were voices of mourning one after another.

Mu Jiayan was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and his waist-length black hair was not yet tied up. It was loosely scattered behind his head and was blown and fluttered by the breeze. The childish young man held an unsheathed dragon sword and walked towards the hall step by step. outside.

The handsome young man tilted his head slightly, a strand of hair fluttered in front of his forehead, and asked suspiciously, "So you think I'm a tyrant?"

Li Kuang was thrown to the ground by the person behind him before, but now he is the closest to Mu Jiayan, his old face is full of panic and despair.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty—"

Before he could utter the words of begging for mercy, the sharp long sword passed through his chest ruthlessly, and the sound of the clothes being torn and the sound of the flesh being cut were intertwined.

"Ho, ho... ho"

A stream of blood spilled from his mouth, staining his pale beard red.

The moment he fell down, words as cold as a cold night reached his ears.

"What a coincidence, I am indeed a tyrant. Since I am a tyrant, then you go to die."

There was another crisp tearing sound, and the old admonishing doctor burst into dilated pupils, staring at the bright palace in front of him, dying with regret.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrates the clouds, passes through layers of barriers, and descends on the earth.

In a corner where the sun can't reach, there is a figure standing faintly.

The figure looked ahead, his eyes were dull, his eyes followed the golden sunlight through the thick clouds, and fell straight to the young emperor with disheveled hair and sharp eyes.

Mu Jiayan's face remained unchanged, and he shook off the blood beads stained on the sword, his eyes teasing, "What? Only now do you realize that you are afraid?"

Mu Jiayan ignored the wailing and begging for mercy, and held the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand hidden in his long sleeve, stabbing forward with the long sword, and firmly fixed it three inches in front of the person in front.

"Get out of here! Go back and tell your master to take his claws away, do you really think I can't move him!"

The figure in the distance watched the farce in front of the Jinluan Palace with satisfaction, and left quietly.

The rest of the morning was hasty, and Mu Jiayan returned to the palace to rest full of dissatisfaction. He really couldn't figure out why Mo Yinglan obstructed him in every possible way in marrying Yun's daughter.

It is obvious that Yunying is just an ordinary boudoir girl, at most she has scheming, she just offended his Huo family when she was young, why is this so?

Why does a big man have to care about those women, can a weak woman frame him?If he can't even control a woman, is he still worthy of being an emperor?

I really can't figure it out, this is probably the blind self-confidence of ancient men, especially ancient men in high positions.

This matter has been stalemate for three days, and every morning, there are always ministers arguing, and the resentment in Mu Jiayan's heart is getting deeper and deeper. Once the rebellious psychology comes up, the idea of ​​marrying Yunying becomes more and more firm in his heart up.

Mu Jiayan thought carefully for a moment, then looked up at the bead curtain on the dome of the bedroom, maybe he should go and see his future "wife".

In Taiwei's mansion, in Yunying's boudoir, a sweeping maid picked up the broken pieces of porcelain vases on the ground with a low eyebrow.

The girl with a light pink silk smock on her upper body and a cloud satin skirt with a butterfly pattern on her lower body has bright and charming eyes, and her expression is unrestrained.

When she was sitting quietly without speaking, her bright eyes and white teeth were beautiful and delicious, and she had a unique beauty, but when she opened her mouth, it made people feel very tricky and vicious for no reason.