Chu Huaizhen raised his face and smiled sarcastically: "For the sake of the throne, you show weakness at every turn. For the sake of the throne, you even pretend to be crazy and act stupid, even eating shit."
"The choice is up to one's heart." Chu Yan said calmly.
That kid Chu Ping had some conscience and gave him dog shit made from flour. If it had been real shit at that time, Chu Ping probably wouldn't have lived long.
Thinking of this, Chu Yan touched the carvings on the dragon chair and said lightly: "I forgot to tell you, if you had asked Chu Ping to put some poison in the dog shit, maybe the person sitting here today would be you. Just rush
At this point, I should also keep Chu Ping, and I will let you enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of your life until you no longer want to live..."
Realizing the malice in Chu Yan's tone, Chu Huaizhen gritted his teeth: "Chu Yan, you are so vicious."
Knowing that he is an enemy but still keeping him alive is something that a normal person would never be able to do, at least he couldn't do it.
Chu Huaizhen sat limply on the ground. Chu Yan laughed loudly and left the dragon chair, walking towards the royal study room.
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The air outside was dry and cold. It seemed that the weaving supervisor had long expected that Chu Yan would ascend the throne, so he had the dragon robe made early. When he came down from the court, the weaving supervisor presented the dragon robe to him.
Chu Yan touched the cold and exquisite clothes with a deep look in her eyes.
Putting on this dress, he is the real emperor of Chu State. Putting on this dress, he will be responsible for the future of Chu State.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The unforgettable past is still vivid in my mind.
The process of a soft heart becoming hard is like the process of water condensing into ice.
The water condenses drop by drop, imprisoning one's own heart, becoming cold and cruel.
After it becomes hard, it will break into pieces if you are not careful.
This process cannot be experienced by others except water.
Suddenly Chu Yan turned her head and looked at the eunuch beside her and asked, "Where is Yu Buhuan?"
"Ah? What did the emperor say?"
Chu Yan suddenly thought that Yu Buhuan had never had a substantial official position, and not many people knew about her existence.
"Where is Taifu?"
"As for the emperor, Taifu Yu seems to have gone back."
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When a play comes to an end, the applauding audience is the first to leave, followed by the actors performing on the stage.
Yu Buhuan held an umbrella and walked leisurely on the cold street. It had been snowing all day and the vendors on both sides of the road did not come out to do business, so it seemed particularly quiet.
That's fine, it's more suitable for her current mood.
After coming out of Penglai Mountain, her mission was to help Chu State settle the king's war, preferably without bloodshed.
Now that Chu Yan has ascended to the throne of the emperor without any effort, it stands to reason that as a master, she should be happy.
I don't know why, but I feel a little sad.
After walking for a long time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from behind, as fast and violent as the beat of drums.
Yu Buhuan subconsciously looked back. In the mist of the snow, she saw Chu Yan riding a dark horse galloping towards her.
"Taifu... Taifu..." When he was almost in front of her, Chu Yan tightened the reins of the horse. The horse's hooves were raised high and it neighed loudly. The front hooves hit the ground heavily. Chu Yan jumped off the horse with agility and followed him.
Cheng Chencheng behind him also dismounted, but they stood far away.
