Chapter 507 Rebel Leader x Imperial Concubine 1

After Qin Muxu and Chen Ke recuperated in the real world for a while, they erased their memories again and went to the next world.

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On the night when the rebel leader Zhao Cheng launched a mutiny and entered Beijing, the palace was filled with blood.

Zhao Cheng rode a tall horse, wore a black battle suit, and held a long sword with a cold eyebrow. Anyone who stood in his way along the way was killed by his sword.

His eyes were scarlet, as if he had been killed. The blood of soldiers was spattered on his clothes and side of his face, making him look like a bloodthirsty Shura who had walked out of hell.

Carrying his long sword, he went straight to the Yangxin Hall where the emperor lived.

The current emperor, Emperor Yang, has only been in power for fifteen years. Emperor Yang was originally the prime minister of the previous dynasty, and he only sat on this supreme position by scheming to usurp the throne.

After Emperor Yang came to power, he was dissolute and immoral, obsessed with beauty and cultivating immortals, carried out torture, increased exorbitant taxes, and forced all men of the dynasty to serve in the border areas at the age of twelve.

The trouble made the people of Li miserable, their lives became more and more poor, and the Xia Dynasty declined more and more. Small border countries took the opportunity to launch attacks, and the Xia Dynasty faced internal and external troubles.

Zhao Chengtao kept a low profile for many years, but finally took advantage of the situation and gathered a large number of forces when Emperor Yang's health became increasingly poor.

Prior to this, the rebels had conquered many prefectures and prefectures. Emperor Yang was in poor health and was seriously ill, and the Xia Dynasty was weak in national power and was unable to resist the rebels.

That night, there were constant screams and wailing in the capital, and the people did not leave their homes.

Everyone knows that things are going to change in Beijing.

Zhao Cheng carried his sword and fought all the way to Yangxin Palace. There were naturally some guard assassins around Emperor Yang, but they were quickly subdued by him and his men.

Zhao Cheng had a clear goal and walked directly behind the screen of Yangxin Hall.

Sure enough, Emperor Yang was sitting there. His face was old and his eyes were lifeless. Even the dragon robe he wore could not hide his illness, and he looked like he was dying.

Zhao Cheng's eyes turned red with hatred when he saw him. He pointed his sword, as if he could cut Yang Di's throat if he advanced even one step further.

Emperor Yang raised his head and looked at Zhao Cheng quietly, then spoke slowly and softly.

"I don't understand why you are so paranoid. I said that if you surrender, I can make you a marquis and prime minister."

Zhao Cheng's expression was handsome and gloomy. He sneered: "Do you think I am you, a traitor who sells his goods for glory?"

Emperor Yang: "I don't understand why you hate me so much."

Zhao Cheng: "You, a rebel, are not qualified to call me."

Emperor Yang felt that Zhao Cheng's words were strange and couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the handsome man in front of him carefully.

The more Emperor Yang watched, the more frightened he became. In the end, his face turned pale with fright: "You, are you a remnant of the previous dynasty?"

After he finished speaking, he read Zhao Cheng's name again: "Zhao Cheng, Cheng Zhao, you are the former prince who was taken away by the general's palace!"

Zhao Cheng sneered: "You thief stole something that has been with me for so long. You should pay it back today."

Emperor Yang: "Impossible! I saw you die with my own eyes during the crackdown seven years ago. How could you still be alive..."

Zhao Cheng's face became even colder: "Yes, I was supposed to be a dead person, but someone brought me out of hell."

When Zhao Cheng spoke, every word seemed to be accompanied by blood, and the hatred in his eyes seemed to tear Emperor Yang into pieces.

Zhao Cheng: "But you killed her, you sent someone to kill her."

Zhao Cheng felt a sharp pain in his heart when he thought of the bright and passionate woman in his memory.

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and said to Emperor Yang: "Xia Yang, tell me how I should torture you to relieve the pain in my heart."
Chapter completed!