Jun Yao was not caught, he escaped, maybe this was just a trap.
A plot to kill Concubine Yu in an attempt to break Jun Ce's psychological defense through Concubine Yu.
Jun Ce entered the palace wearing sackcloth and filial piety, knelt before the emperor and asked to bury Concubine Yu in person.
According to the laws of the current dynasty, sinful concubines were not allowed to enter the imperial mausoleum, and the royal family could not even be responsible for the burial, even if it was their own biological child.
Jun Ce knelt in front of the emperor all night, and the emperor relented, but stipulated that no funeral could be held.
Jun Ce stood up crookedly and thanked the emperor for his kindness to his mother's murderer.
The funeral of Concubine Yu was very simple. It couldn't even be called a funeral. The whole palace closed the door and put on sackcloth. Jun Ce personally buried Concubine Yu in the back garden of the palace. The tombstone only read "Jun Ce".
"The Tomb of His Mother Yu Xin", most of the biographies of the characters behind record her stories in Ji Shu, and there are only a few words about the identity of the emperor's concubine.
On the third day after Concubine Yu was buried, Jun Yao attacked the city, the palace fell, and the emperor suddenly fell seriously ill.
Innocence is about to change.
The shops on the street have closed their doors, the chatter and laughter in the teahouses in the past have long disappeared, and all the people walking on the street are panic-stricken.
The King Hong who they once believed in now makes them afraid. If Jun Yao can really live in peace, in the end, maybe he will become an emperor, a popular emperor, but he has been too hasty.
Jun Yao was wearing a dragon robe and standing next to the dragon chair. There was a river of blood underneath. The blood was from those who opposed him.
Jun Yao looked at everything below with a wild smile, and gently touched the armrest of the dragon chair. This was something he had been thinking about for many years, and now it finally became his.
Not only this dragon chair, not only this world, Jun Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Shen Siyan below.
"Don't you love Junce? But now that he has escaped and he has abandoned you, do you still feel that you love the right person?"
Jun Yao walked down slowly and put his hand on Shen Shenyan's cheek.
From the first time he saw her, he felt that this woman was different. He thought that it would be better if he met her earlier, before Jun Ce.
Shen Shenyan sneered and quickly attacked Jun Yao with his feet, but was caught by Jun Yao with quick hands and eyes.
"Miss Shen, if you behave well, I may consider making you the future mother of the country."
He doesn't like her very much, but such a person should not belong to Jun Ce.
For some reason, Jun Ce was called a sick man by everyone, but he has been competing with Jun Ce since he was a child. When he was young, the master would always praise Jun Ce for his excellent poems. Even though his writing and calligraphy were useless, he was still praised by everyone.
He is regarded as the only god in the capital.
So what if he is a god? Isn’t it him who is sitting on the dragon throne now?
Moreover, he has already captured all the immortal women, so who does Junce count?
"Jun Yao, if you force the palace to rebel, the world will not recognize you."
A minister looked at Jun Ce, his eyes full of anger.
He once stood in Jun Yao's camp. Faced with the cowardice of the prince, the indifference of His Highness Prince Li, and the frail body of His Highness Prince Ming. His Highness Prince Hong, who had made many achievements since childhood, was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate for the emperor.
But in other words, he was not standing for Jun Yao, but for a wise king in the future. However, he later found out that he was completely wrong. This man was clearly ruthless and cruel and good at pretending.
Now he wants to force the palace to rebel.
Jun Yao suddenly turned around and looked at the person who was speaking. He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about which direction the person's blood should flow, and then a gust of wind from his palm pushed past the sword of the guard next to him.
The sword flew straight towards the man and went straight into his heart.
Shen Shenyan's heart suddenly stopped. This was the seventh person he had killed.
They are all loyal ministers.
This person once again reminded everyone present that His Highness Hong Wang, who was once the most popular, was a murderous lunatic.
All of them here may become the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkey.
"The emperor is ill and has now abdicated. He has proclaimed himself the Supreme Emperor. His Royal Highness, Prince Hong, has worked hard to govern the country. He has ascended to the throne with both civil and military skills from now on. After the title is granted, do you have any objections?"
Jun Yao didn't even bother to falsify the edict, and passed a false order in front of all the civil and military officials. However, even if everyone knew it was false, no one dared to raise any objections.
The person who died earlier is a living example.
They are all telling them not to try to resist.
Shen Shenyan snorted coldly and looked at Jun Yao: "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Is Jun Ce the only brother you have?"
Jun Yao was startled. He looked around and found nothing unusual. Then he sneered: "Are you trying to scare me?"
The title is no longer my king.
Shen Shenyan stood up straight and shrugged: "Then there's nothing we can do, I've already reminded you."
Jun Yao laughed twice: "Are you talking about my fifth brother? He has died at the hands of women in his life. At this time, he is probably still missing his little childhood sweetheart in his palace."
He said that the most useless was not the prince, but his fifth brother. No matter how useless the prince was, he would still dream of becoming an emperor, but what about the fifth brother? What else would he do besides staring blankly at that woman's relics every day?
Before Jun Yao could take back his smile, he heard someone outside shouting: "Jun Yao, you might as well see who the swords around you are pointing at?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone took action. The swords originally pointed by the soldiers around him at the kneeling minister had turned in another direction, and Jun Yao became the one surrounded.
Jun Yao looked around, his pupils shrank, and he slowly spit out two words: "Jun Yuan."
It turned out to be him. He thought that Jun Ce was the one who hid the deepest. With his weak body, he had concealed it for many years, and a prophecy that he would not live to be eighteen years old made Jun Ce the one who was most easily ignored.
But Jun Yuan, the seed of infatuation, turns out to be a general.
"When did you bribe them?" Jun Yao asked unwillingly.
Jun Yuan smiled, somewhat innocently: "Them? No, you are wrong. I have not bribed anyone. Their hearts are still towards my father. You have never really bribed them."
Pretending, and still pretending now!
Shen Shenyan smiled but said nothing.
She guessed everything that happened next from the moment she was caught by Jun Yao.
Then Jun Yuan's eyes darkened: "Jun Yao forced the palace to rebel, and his crime should be punished. Someone will come and take Jun Yao to the sky prison, and ask the father and queen for instructions before making any plans."
Just as he finished speaking, Eunuch Wan walked out from behind, with two lines of tears on his face, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, you have passed away."
Jun Yuan swayed, as if in disbelief: "What did you say?"
At this time, the answer is obvious to the person in that position.
Shen Shenyan looked at Jun Yuan who was pretending from behind, and really wanted to sigh. Sure enough, life depends very much on acting skills.
I saw a comment today saying that my title is a spoiler, hahaha. I don’t know how to name the title. I changed the title a dozen times and discussed it with the editor. This book is finished today. I will try to pay attention to it in the next one.
However, I started to write modern words in the next book, and I will no longer touch ancient Chinese. An editor told me that I was not suitable for writing ancient Chinese. I didn’t believe it before, but now I do. T_T
Then... forget it, I'll code it first and then talk about it in the next chapter, by the way, cough cough