It's so miserable today...yes, I am an emperor, it's really miserable!"
He closed his eyes, unable to reduce the overwhelming hatred in his eyes, "I am so miserable. I am worshiped by thousands of people. Above the court, all the civil and military officials shouted long live. This is a supreme achievement. Since ancient times, all dynasties have
, there is only one emperor, only one person can enjoy this kind of achievement, this kind of peak, in my generation, the country of Qi Tianguo has two emperors. No... to be precise, the land of Qi Tianguo has been reduced by half, and the other
Half of the country was renamed Fengxiangguo by Jun Mo Shang. He did it for you, maybe... He really loves you so much. When you are on my land, you said that your phoenix can be auspicious.
? He wants you to be safe and prosperous, but I want your life to be worse than death!"
The hand caressing the cheek of the person in the painting was also very gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring her, "Yun'er, don't blame me, I'm just too sad. I would rather die than live, and I only want you to accompany me. You
Do you know how difficult my life is? So what about the supreme achievement of becoming an emperor? It just fulfills a dream of mine. I have always wanted to be an emperor, but this...it means nothing at all..."
His handsome face was twisted in pain, "I have no descendants, I am a useless person. No matter which dynasty or generation, even in history, there has never been a useless emperor, right? Even among those puppet emperors, none of them are like me... even doting on my beloved.
A woman has no ability, not even a man... I don’t know why I am still alive... I have to live... Apart from revenge, what else can I do? Or can you teach me?"
The sky outside is getting dark, and it's nighttime again.
Jun Youqi looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky outside. The bright moonlight shone on the white snow on the roof, making it a silvery white.
The heavy snow in the palace has been basically cleared away, but the snow on the roof is still there.
The look of pain disappeared from Jun Youqi's face, and he shouted, "Yuanzi!"
The young servant Yuanzi walked in and said, "Master... Your Majesty." It had been several days, but he was still not used to it. His master had already become the emperor, and he was very happy that his master had fulfilled his long-cherished wish.
"Go to my secret room and take out the talisman bag containing Feng Guiwan's soul."
"Yes..." After a little hesitation, Yuanzi followed his master's instructions.
Yuanzi turned around and left. Not long after, he returned with a yellow cloth bag half the size of a palm.
Jun Youqi picked up the bag and loosened the rope that tied it. A wisp of smoke-like gas slowly came out of the bag and slowly gathered into a human shape.
That is Feng Guiwan's ghost.
She was wearing a gorgeous red dress, long hair, and stunning facial features. Her entire soul was full of resentment, and her mouth was howling "Ah...ah...".
When Yuanzi saw this fierce ghost, he was trembling with fear. Fortunately, he was standing behind his master. Seeing the calm look on his master's face, he couldn't help but admire him deeply.
Jun Youqi glanced at Yuanzi displeasedly, "Are you afraid?"
"The little one...the little one...is afraid of ghosts." Yuanzi's voice was trembling.
"Useless thing!" Jun Youqi sneered, "What I saw was the original form of her soul when it died. I won't mention how ugly it is. If you saw it, wouldn't you be scared to death?"
"The emperor's lesson is that small things are useless."
Jun Youqi ignored the garden and glanced at Feng Guiwan's ghost, "Feng Guiwan, do you still recognize me?"
