"Yes, the biggest threat to the Khitan is not in neighboring countries, but in the country; the biggest threat to me is not those high-ranking clan members, but myself. The throne of the Supreme is enough for ambitious people
One after another, I kill a group of ambitious powerful people in an endless stream, and soon another group will spring up like mushrooms after a rain. Can I keep killing them? Can I never make a mistake? "
Xiao Chuo was preoccupied. It wasn't until she walked out of the long corridor and saw many female guards and respectful jailers standing there that she interrupted her train of thought and lightly ordered: "Lock the cell door, and I'll keep an eye on you."
Those people must be taken good care of without any carelessness."
Datou quickly responded: "Yes, I will definitely obey the instructions of the adults."
Xiao Chuo snorted softly and walked away from Datou. When the female soldiers surrounded her and left like stars holding the moon, Datou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and murmured: "Who is that plague god?"
What is his identity? Why doesn't he die? If he is locked up here for one day, I will never have a peaceful life. Alas! I said, brothers, who will close the prison door? Hey, don't hide, I
Said Lao Qi, you go..."
Lao Qi grinned as if he had eaten a bitter gourd and protested: "Your Majesty, are you asking me to go again? No, I can't always be the loser. Let's fight, and whoever loses gets to go."
"Mom, if I ask you to do something, every one of you will push back and forth. Come on, come on, just fight."
Da Tou glared at him angrily and called back the jailers who had fled away as soon as they heard that the cell door was about to be closed.
Thumb fighting means punching. It was called thumb fighting at that time, and it was also called Da Ling. Several people made fists: "I must congratulate you, the second phase is good, the three stars are high, the four are happy, the five golds are the best, the six and six are smooth, the seven and seven are clever..."
"Hahaha, Your Majesty, please, please..."
"What a damn bad luck!"
All the jailers bowed their hands with smiling faces, and Datou, who had lost his fist, puffed out his fat chest and walked tragically towards the gloomy corridor, as if there was a man-eating beast at the end of the corridor.
The wind is blowing and it's a bit cold...
Footsteps came again, and the sound was a bit heavy, not Xiao Chuo's light footsteps. Despite this, Yang Hao still turned to look at the door, and saw a fat man wearing a prison officer's uniform walking outside the cell door.
He hurriedly grabbed the iron lock and wrapped it around the door rail.
As soon as he saw his appearance clearly, Yang Hao was shocked and shouted: "Is it you?"
The fat man had just wrapped the chain around the cell door a few times, and before he could fasten General Iron, he heard the god of plague inside speaking. The fat man was startled and quickly shouted: "I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it...
…”
As he spoke, he hurriedly locked the lock, but in a panic, the keyhole just didn't fit. Yang Hao shouted again: "Big head, it's you!"
The fat man's movements suddenly turned to stone. He hesitated for a long time before he opened his eyes wide and raised his head to look into the cell. After looking for a long time, the fat all over his body trembled: "I...my God, it's big...big
...Big brother?"
When Yang Hao woke up, he found that he had been tied to the bed again, with a hood on his head and a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth. He was confused for a long time, but he still didn't understand what Xiao Chuo was going to do.
When Xiao Chuo left with a heavy heart, he forgot to put a mask on him and gagged his mouth. When the prison officer came to lock the door, Yang Hao was surprised to find that the prison officer was Da Tou who had been missing for a long time. Da Tou also
Unexpectedly, Yang Hao, whom they had secretly inquired about the whereabouts of for a long time, would be locked up in his cell. He was the man they feared like the god of plague.
Datou rushed in with surprise and joy, hurriedly asked about the situation, and then boldly tried to untie him, but was stopped by Yang Hao with just one word.
"Datou, even if you can untie me, can I escape from the cell? Can I escape from the capital?"
The big head was startled, stopped moving, and looked a little bitter: "Brother, brother is useless, let alone other places, just outside this prison, there are... there are heavy soldiers sent by Lord Guo Xi to guard them, I'm afraid...
I’m afraid we won’t be able to get out.”
"Then don't act rashly. You only have one chance. If you waste it, you won't be able to wait again."
"But, the empress may kill you at any time."
"If I escape rashly now, I will die now. If I wait patiently, I may still have a chance to survive."
Yang Hao paused for a moment and then asked: "How is the situation with the Song envoys in the Concierge House? Have they ever traced my whereabouts?"
"I have been asking about my eldest brother privately these past few days, and I have heard some news. The empress has handed over her credentials to Mr. Zhang Tongzhou, and promised to investigate to the end, track down the real culprit, and give an explanation to the Song Dynasty. She also said that the person who sealed the country
The letter is an important letter that Zhao Guan’s family has been waiting for, and General Zhang has led the envoy to return to Song Dynasty first.”
"Well..." Yang Hao thought for a moment and said, "Datou, please help me do a few things."
"Brother, tell me."
"First, inquire about Dong'er, Luo Kedi and Xiaoliu. There is a danger of leaks anywhere, including the palace. Since I am imprisoned here, they should be here too."
"good."
"Second, when you are free, go around the Fuzi Inn in Nancheng and help me find someone. She is my sister, her name is Ding Yuluo. No matter how shrewd Xiao Chuo is, no matter how powerful he is, he can't have all his hands and eyes.
, to grasp all my situation. Since she immediately spread the news that Dong'er, Luo Kedi and others were missing, with Yuluo's cleverness, she would definitely lurk immediately.
Even if Xiao Chuo knew that Luo Kedi had a daughter of the Han family that he was pursuing, he might not send someone to catch her, and it would be difficult to catch her. It is difficult for her to enter the Imperial City District of Beicheng, and this inn is where she can get in touch with me
The only place is, she will definitely wander around there often, you help me find her, tell her my current situation, the way to find her is..."
Yang Hao gave instructions in a low voice. After hearing this, the big head nodded repeatedly and said: "That's OK, then I'll give you a little mercy. The younger brother will put the hood back on him first to prevent anyone from getting suspicious, and then he will do as he asked.
"
He took the hood and was about to put it on Yang Hao. Yang Hao stared at him and suddenly whispered: "Big head."
Datou stopped his hand and said "Huh?"
Yang Haodao: "You...have married a wife and had children here?"
"yes."
Yang Hao hesitated for a moment and said: "Datou, you have to think clearly. With Empress Xiao's methods, if I know that you are helping me, I will probably drag you and your family in. You have a wife and children to take care of, even if you ignore it,
It's human nature, I won't blame you."
Datou hesitated for a moment, stared deeply at Yang Hao and asked: "Brother, did you hate me when you heard that I lost my sister-in-law under the arrows and ran away alone?"
Yang Hao shook his head slowly: "I never thought that if you chop off the chicken head, burn the yellow paper, and worship the brother, you have to let your brother sell his life to you."
Tears welled up in Da Tou's eyes. He grinned and said solemnly: "Brother, I have done something that I regretted once. I don't want to do it a second time. I know how dangerous it is to stand with big brother.
This is my own choice. You didn’t hate me because of my injustice, and now you don’t have to feel guilty because of me for standing out. I’m going!”
He put the hood on Yang Hao, then gently stuffed the gag into his mouth, stood up and walked out the door. The long corridor was eerie, and when he walked back, his steps were still clumsy, but much stronger.
.
The wind is rustling and the blood is boiling!
In the evening, when a ray of sunset shone in through the skylight of the cell, Yang Hao's food, which he thought was hopeless today, was actually delivered.
The footsteps were noisy, but Yang Hao immediately smelled the aroma of the food.
When his hood was removed and the gag was taken out, he found that what appeared in the prison today was a little different from the past.
First, there were four tall and burly prisoners. Next to them was a wooden barrel about half a man's height. The barrel was filled with mist, and it was obviously filled with hot water. There were boxes, drawers, and boxes beside them, and I didn't know what they contained.
Without any explanation, they stripped the weak Yang Hao naked, then threw him into the bucket. Each of the four took a loofah pulp and painted Yang Hao into a red shrimp, and then used soap
He washed him with horns and bath beans and turned him into a sweet-smelling good baby. Finally, he trimmed his head and face, shaved off his beard, and put on a clean, soft robe. Then he opened the food box and put out the delicate dishes.
The meal was placed in front of him, and the most rare thing was that there was a jug of wine in it.
Yang Hao had been inexplicably letting them do it, until he saw the sumptuous food, his heart sank: "Did Xiao Chuo finally change his mind after returning and wanted to execute him immediately? That's all, I didn't expect to escape.
On the day you were born, and you died this way, you will finally be a clean, decent and well-fed ghost."
He made up his mind, but his expression was calm. He was so hungry that he didn't care about chewing slowly to delay the time. He cleaned the food like a storm, regardless of whether there was poison in it. Anyway, if he extended his head and retracted his head, it would be the same.
As expected, his eyelids soon became heavy and he began to feel sleepy.
"Sure enough...I'm going to die..."
When this thought flashed through his mind, he fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up again, he found that he was tied to the bed again.
"I'm not dead..." Yang Hao felt happy in his heart, and then he felt a chill in his lower body, as if his robe had been untied. Yang Hao was horrified, and quickly twisted around, only to find that he was tied tightly.
, unable to move at all.
There was a thin breath next to him, with a suppressed rush, and then...a trembling little hand suddenly touched his vital part, and Yang Hao couldn't help but gasp.
The little hand was soft and delicate, and the teasing movements were very jerky. At first, he didn't even dare to hold him tightly. Yang Hao was shocked and horrified, and made a sound in his throat. He just wanted to ask her who it was, but unfortunately he couldn't tell him at all.
Words come.
Those tender little hands played with it for a long time, and gradually became proficient. Yang Hao was frightened and disgusted in his heart, but his body reacted instinctively. The tender little hands were already teasing him to the point where his stomach was filled with excitement.
He had a strange feeling, like a raging fire that kept burning him.
Suddenly, the hands left, and Yang Hao just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a smooth body climb onto the couch and sit astride him.
"Hmm..." The female body leaning over him let out an unbearable moan. She put her hands on Yang Hao's chest, arched her back, and her graceful waist swayed like a dragonfly touching water. She tried it lightly, inch by inch.
Deepen until his handle that is about to explode slowly sinks into a tight, hot, moist, deep, ecstatic place...
"It's her... it must be her, she... is she such a shameless, sensual woman? No..." A light flashed in Yang Hao's heart, and he suddenly understood something.
The thighs clamped around his waist were smooth and tender, strong and powerful, and the buttocks that gently undulated on his body were round, plump, and soft. She hugged him like a horse, leading Yang Hao step by step to the peak of bliss.
The heavy breathing and her low and gentle moans were like adding fuel to the fire, making his desire continue to climb to the top.
When the female body on his body was already dripping with sweat, Yang Hao could no longer restrain himself. He let out a low roar in his throat, and the hot magma sprayed out fiercely...
The person on his body lay quietly on his chest, panting softly, like a light cat, with soft hair gently brushing his naked chest, sending out waves of trembling aftertaste.
For a long time... for a long time... when her mood calmed down completely and the moving sound of breathing disappeared, she calmly left his body and dressed herself in the clothes. Yang Hao felt that she had tied the clothes for him.
Clothes, and then there was a soft knock on the cell door, and she left like a ghost.
On the second night, when four strong men with new faces appeared in his cell carrying a bathtub and a food box, Yang Hao struggled angrily. Unfortunately... he was forced to drink a glass of wine, and he passed out.
Being drowsy is at the mercy of others.
The result was just like the night before, it was still an ecstatic night. When the clouds closed and the rain stopped, and the amazingly elastic and slippery female body left his body again, Yang Hao roared like a beast caught in a trap.
I was so angry that I didn't slump down on the bed until the cell door was closed and the footsteps as light as a cat gradually faded away.
It is a pleasure to have a beautiful woman to be with you. If this beautiful woman is a god-like existence with extremely noble status and countless men have to kneel down and worship her, then it will be the bliss that men dream of. But Yang
Hao only felt extreme humiliation and anger.
As long as he has some self-respect, no man wants to be tied up there and let a woman take whatever she wants, just using his body as a tool to pass on the family line, even if she is as beautiful as a fairy.
He was unable to control his body and could not resist Xiao Chuo's power. The only option was to deal with himself.
So Yang Hao went on a hunger strike.
For the dignity of men and for their own chastity.
He never thought that he, a grown man, would have to fight in such a way like a woman who was raped. Did she feel the same humiliation that night? Yang Hao felt like he wanted to cry without tears.
As a result of the hunger strike, the exquisite palace meals were turned into liquid food. Several stout prisoners used funnels to force-fed him to ensure his nutrition and sufficient physical strength. After three days of struggling like this, Yang Hao gave up the hunger strike.
, If you already feel sorry for your face, don’t feel sorry for your stomach. Since you can’t resist when faced with rape, then enjoy it!
Yang Hao adopted another way of retaliation. He began to actively cooperate until the opponent's bones became weak and his muscles went numb. He groaned in ecstasy while trembling and trembling. He frequently lost ground under his counterattacks, and finally fell limply on his body, even if
After resting for most of an hour, a pair of strong and powerful thighs were trembling when he left his body.
Night after night, Yang Hao spent his days in this kind of humiliation and bliss.
Every night, a charming fox-like beauty would come to him with a fragrance as fragrant as a musk deer or an orchid, and then quietly leave after a period of ecstasy...
Time seems to have passed for a long time, just over a month. The bloody days of those days have begun to fade in the memories of ordinary people in Beijing. People have to look forward and live in the future. Who will always remember the past?
Under the governance of the Empress, Shangjing City became orderly and prosperous again. They did not pay attention to the overt and secret fights among the upper class. It was said that the long-sick emperor had recovered well and often stayed in the palace courtyard and
I was walking in the Royal Flower Garden. A few days ago I tried to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, and shot down a bird.
It is said that the Empress appointed many capable ministers and officials who were not members of the royal family, regardless of their origins, and appointed them as exiled officials to rule the territories and people of those royal family members who failed in their rebellion. The imperial court was now more impregnable than before.
Prince Qing, who was far away, would never be able to fight his way back to Beijing again.
The people were overjoyed for this good news. They just wanted to live a peaceful life. This news was of course the best news for them.
In the Yuehua Palace, Xiao Chuo was dressed in white like snow.
The eyes of the flower branches and grass vines are blooming, and the little white cheeks are red.
She has a beautiful and charming face, as white and tender skin as clear as jade, and a pair of eyes that are as smooth and moving as gems covered with a layer of water mist. Compared with her more than a month ago, she was like a delicate but beautiful flower at that time.
Flowers lacking some vitality.
And now she is like the crystal morning dew flowing on the petals of a flower. It seems that the supreme power has nourished and irrigated her, making her more mature, charming, and charming. Every smile and every frown has a kind of fragrance that penetrates into the bone marrow.
Soft and charming.
An old man with a white beard and white eyebrows sat opposite her, placing three fingers gently on her Hao wrist. After concentrating for a long time, the old man suddenly raised his eyebrows, retracted his fingers, stood up happily, cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations to the empress, congratulations to the empress."
"Oh? Where does my happiness come from?"
The old man's face was full of joy and he said: "Your Majesty is happy, and she is pregnant with a dragon son."
Xiao Chuoyou suddenly stood up and said in a trembling voice: "Seriously?"
The old man smiled reservedly and said proudly: "For an ordinary doctor, it would take more than four months to tell whether a man is a woman from the pulse. Although the veteran does not dare to boast that he is a national expert in Xinglin, he is still more than one month pregnant.
The subtle differences can still be detected. I have been practicing medicine all my life and have never made a mistake in taking people's pulse..."
"Okay, okay, okay." Xiao Chuo was surprised and happy, and said quickly: "Come on, take a bunch of pearls and reward Huang Yuanzheng generously."
"Oh, I'm scared, I would like to thank you for your reward."
The old imperial doctor hurriedly thanked her and said: "When the queen is pregnant with a dragon, she should take good care of her body, abstain from anger, and nourish her body and mind. After discussing with the doctors, I will draw up a list of food supplements to protect the dragon."
fetal."
"Okay, thank you Huang Yuanzheng."
Xiao Chuo was extremely happy. When Huang Yuan was retreating, the maids around him came forward and knelt down to express their congratulations. Xiao Chuo exclaimed with a smile, but the surprise in his eyes was gradually replaced by a faint cold light.
In the emperor's palace, Xiao Chuo stood silently. Although the hall was spacious, the smell of medicine still lingered. The emperor, who was sleeping on the dragon bed, looked pale and skeletal. After a long silence, Xiao Chuo suddenly turned around and strode out of the bedroom.
Standing in the outer hall, his jade face turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: "In the past two months, Your Majesty's body has been obviously in good condition. How could it suddenly become like this?"
"ah?"
The imperial doctor who was good at curing sores and poisonous injuries and the maidservants who were waiting in the emperor's palace looked at each other in disbelief, not even daring to breathe.
Since successive coups occurred in the capital, the Empress has strengthened the security of the emperor's palace. All the imperial doctors responsible for diagnosing and treating arrow wounds for the emperor, the chamberlains responsible for serving, and the palace staff have all been fixed and guarded in the palace day and night, and no longer will they be transferred to a new one.
The newcomers also took care of their families as hostages to prevent anyone from imitating the method of killing the late emperor and bribed the emperor's servants to commit the crime.
After that, the empress rewarded them with a lot of money and asked them to publicize the news that the emperor was in good health. They all did so. Everyone knew how important the news that the emperor was in good health was for the stability of Shangjing. They were all students.
For those who are good at this, even if the empress does not promise them any benefits, they will spare no effort to build momentum for her.
But..., in fact, the emperor's health is deteriorating, and he has been relying solely on medicine for a long time. All the servants in the palace know that the emperor may not be able to survive for long, and he may not even survive this winter. These things happen every day.
Of course the empress who came to visit the emperor knew this very well. Why did she suddenly get so angry today?
After hesitating for a long time, the palace manager Bo Lihai cautiously probed: "Empress, Your Majesty, he...his dragon body has been feeling uncomfortable for the past two days..."
Xiao Chuo said sternly: "These past two days? The emperor's health has obviously improved in these days, but it's all because of your blind servants who have not taken good care of him. The emperor is willful for a moment and wants to shoot the three-stone bow. Why don't you stop him?"
What? The emperor used too much force, stretched the wound, and caused the disease to relapse?"
"Ah...ah..."
Brihai blinked and finally understood what the empress meant: Now that Beijing has stabilized, the emperor's condition can no longer be concealed. Otherwise, the emperor may suddenly die one day. How will he explain it to the people in the world? What is the empress asking for?
A reason to come up with the lie.
Brihai followed the good example and immediately responded: "Yes, yes, you slaves deserve to die. The emperor wanted to try the three-stone bow. I was afraid of spoiling the emperor's interest, so I didn't stop him, which caused the emperor's illness to relapse. You slaves deserve to die. It's your fault."
He deserves to die..."
After speaking, Brihai knelt down and kowtowed like garlic. Upon seeing this, the imperial physician, other chamberlains, and palace maids knelt down to apologize. Xiao Chuo sneered and said, "You also know that you deserve death? Okay, here comes someone!"
Xiao Chuo shouted loudly, and the palace door suddenly opened. Two large groups of armored female palace guards, led by Ta Buyan, rushed in with murderous intent. Xiao Chuofeng opened his eyes, and the murderous intent was condensed but not revealed.
He shouted solemnly: "Execute all these slaves, leaving no one alive!"
…
Among the corpses lying everywhere, Xiao Chuo stood alone among them. The sunlight shone slantingly like a palace, stretching her figure like the blade arm of a female praying mantis, solitary and straight.
The snow-white little hands gently touched her belly, but a sweet and tender smile appeared on her face: "Son, mother sacrificed the lives of many people to ensure your new life. You must be good and obedient while you are in mother's belly.
Yes. Now, mother is going to kill your biological father. When he dies, she will find a reason to kill the imperial doctor who has been treating the emperor these days. In this world... no one can threaten us anymore.
Mother and son..."
In the cell, Yang Hao's mask has been removed. Standing in front of him is Xiao Chuo, who is still dressed as a female guard. Unlike last time, her face was full of hatred. At this moment, she has a slight smile on her face.
, when looking at Yang Hao, he was like a tender woman gazing at her lover, which made Yang Hao, who knew Xiao Chuo very well, shudder.
"As the saying goes, a couple stays together overnight. Yang Lang, you and I have been married for more than a month. Why do you look like this when you see me?"
"Today, you are willing to take off my mask. Have you decided to kill me?"
"yes."
Xiao Chuo smiled sweetly, gently caressed his belly, and said softly: "Yang Lang, I... already have flesh and blood in common with you. You will become the biological father of the Khitan Emperor, are you happy?"
Xiao Chuo's expression was extremely charming, with a hint of maternal love, but Yang Hao looked colder and colder. He smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, you don't have to kill me."
Xiao Chuo sighed softly and said quietly: "Actually... I really don't want to kill you. This month with you has made me happier than all my previous years combined. I didn't lie to you, the current emperor is me.
My husband, but if I say I have the deepest affection for any man in the world, you far exceed his weight in my heart."
Yang Hao snorted coldly and said: "What an honor!"
Xiao Chuo smiled, she walked closer, the white collar under the red coat made her delicate skin as smooth as porcelain, making her as clear and clean as a newly peeled egg white.
"Yang Lang, you can make me, Xiao Chuo, fall in love with you and make your son the king of a country. You have the luck that no one else can get in a lifetime. Even if you die decades early, the price and the rewards you get
, isn’t it worth it?”
As she spoke, she smiled sweetly and took out a cold sharp knife from her sleeve.
Yang Hao's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "King Qing is still in the northwest. You want to unify the Khitan and leave your son a big country. This serious problem cannot be easily eliminated."
Xiao Chuo slowly approached with a sharp knife in hand, still with a slight smile on his lips, but there were already two tears in his eyes: "Fool, don't you understand? Your story has already been told tonight.
Have you finished speaking..."
"The power of King Qing is not as easy to deal with as the hundreds of officials in the court. Maybe... we can join forces and kill him. You ensure that there is no enemy in the court, and I... own Yinzhou."
Xiao Chuo turned a deaf ear and said with a touch of sentimentality: "You are very smart. You know that sweet words cannot move me, and the love between men and women cannot hinder my determination, so you use military and national affairs to impress me. Unfortunately... it's useless. Today, you
Must die!"
Two lines of clear tears flowed down her clear and moist face, and she said with a slight choked voice: "Thank you for accompanying me day and night. Thank you... for giving me a son and making me a complete person."
woman. I will regard you as my husband, cut off a lock of your hair and carry it with me forever. When I die, it will accompany me to the burial..."
Yang Hao was still talking: "Just like you... you also have countless secrets, secrets that cannot be revealed to others. I am an envoy of the Song Dynasty, but at the same time, I also have another secret identity. I am... Dang Xiang
The co-leader of the Seven Clan secret sect has huge power in the northwest and is planning a mutiny against the Li family of Xiazhou..."
It is a very strange scene. One is like a soft and affectionate wife, confiding affectionately and tearfully bidding farewell to her beloved husband, while the other is taking charge of world affairs with righteousness and dignity.
Xiao Chuo's sword had already been raised. When she heard this sentence, she finally froze in the air and stood there for a long time. She sighed softly: "Once I, Xiao Chuo, make up my mind, it is like an arrow leaving the string.
No matter how much everyone in the world comes, there is no way they can stop you. This is the second time I have changed my mind for you."
She slowly put down the sharp blade in her hand and said with flashing eyes: "This story seems more attractive. You might as well tell it and see if it can impress me."
"This matter started when the Zhao Guan family invaded the Northern Han Dynasty. At that time, I was a lieutenant next to General Cheng Shixiong in Guangyuan. Because I offered advice to the Zhao Guan family, I moved the people of the Northern Han Dynasty to the Song Dynasty in order to drain the firepower.
So I was ordered to use 3,000 cavalry to protect 50,000 people heading east..."
Xiao Chuo listened attentively, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart. This uneasiness came from Yang Hao's expression. His expression was no longer the calm and calm one when he decided to die for the first time, nor was it the anger when he understood his plan to borrow seeds.
Humiliation, let alone self-destruction after the resistance was ineffective. At this time, he was talking eloquently, with a calm demeanor, full of a strong self-confidence that he had a chance to win, and it seemed that everything was under his control.
Xiao Chuo disliked this feeling very much. She intuitively felt that the offensive and defensive momentum seemed to be changing quietly. Yang Hao seemed to have taken the initiative, but this was simply impossible. He was her prisoner, and her life and death depended on her words.
How could he, who seemed to have given up on himself and indulged in carnal desires yesterday, suddenly seemed to be a different person? Could it be that... could it be that his behavior all along was simply a trap? But what exactly was his trap?
Yang Hao told everything about his acquaintance with Li Guangcen, whom he regarded as his adopted son, who was supported by the seven Dangxiang clans, and who secretly planned to deal with Xiazhou. Then he looked at Xiao Chuo calmly and said, "If you and I join forces, we can get rid of him."
Your last confidant is in serious trouble with King Qing; secondly, if the northwest is occupied by me, do you think it will be more beneficial to the Khitan than the current situation? I know that compared with the country and the country, the relationship between men and women is light and heavy.
You have your own account in your heart, so...I won't talk to you about the relationship between men and women today, only about national affairs."
Xiao Chuo's eyes flashed, he thought for a long time, and shook his head regretfully: "Your proposal is very tempting, but...if it had been proposed when you first arrived in Shangjing, I might have considered it. But it's very difficult.
Obviously, you had no intention of cooperating with me at that time, or if it was not a last resort, you had no intention of leaning on the Khitan and becoming an enemy of the Song Dynasty. That was your only chance, but you missed it."
Yang Hao noticed keenly that she began to call herself "I" again. In other words, personal emotional fluctuations could no longer influence her decision. She had now become the supreme ruler of Khitan again, using a politician.
His mind was thinking about the problem, so a smile that was not easily noticed flashed through his eyes.
Xiao Chuo was still confessing sincerely: "When you were captured by me, it was inappropriate for you to bring up this plan again. Just because you insulted me, and because I needed your disappearance to seduce King De.
If you show your weakness, I will still want you to die. But now..."
She took a long breath, her eyes completely restored to clarity: "It is absolutely impossible now! The child in my belly is the most important to me right now. In order to ensure that the secret of his life experience is never leaked, Man said it is
Cooperate, even if you surrender the northwest land to me, I... will definitely kill you."
Yang Hao smiled proudly, as if watching a cunning fox finally jump into his trap. Xiao Chuo had already raised the knife again, but was irritated by his expression. She said angrily: "
why are you laughing?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "You can't kill me just because you have a child, so you can never kill me."
Xiao Chuo sneered: "Why? You are not so naive that I will show mercy to you just because you are the father of the child, right?"
"That's not true."
Yang Hao looked away and said leisurely: "There is a family living under the west wall of the imperial city, called Tuoluohuachaer. After Brother Yelusiu entered the city and killed King De's rebels, there was a sign on the door of his house.
It was hacked three times and shot with two arrows. It wasn’t until yesterday that someone repaired it and repainted it. I don’t know if it’s done now. Could you please send someone to check it out?”
Xiao Chuo's expression suddenly changed and he said sternly: "What did you say?"
Yang Hao added: "Privy Councilor Mingli Timur suffered from stranguria this afternoon. I don't know if he is better now. In the evening, the wife of the owner of Hejia Beef and Mutton Shop in Nanchengmen gave birth to a child with difficulty in labor. A pair of twins.
Well, I don’t know if mother and son are safe now. If I’m a bit more free now, how about you help me find out?”
Seeing a ghost, Xiao Chuo stared at him for a long time with a pale face, then suddenly turned around and left.