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"Miss~Oh no, Your Majesty, please take a look at the court dress designed for you by the Shangyi Bureau." Lan Yin walked into the hall holding the blueprint.

The late emperor's last edict, which was used to force Tusang to step down, was quickly burned by her after her young lady ascended the throne.

The young lady has become the emperor. Keeping that thing would be a threat. Of course she has to deal with it properly to avoid any trouble in the future.

Yan Qing raised his head from the pile of memorials on the table: "I believe in your judgment."

Having had experience as an emperor, she quickly came to power and was able to handle the mess in Beiyou with ease.

She first solved the remaining problems of Tantric Buddhism and beheaded Wu Sa and many of his disciples.

Cheng Xu and his followers were also convicted.

Zhiyanqing replaced him with a death row prisoner.

On that day, Cheng Xu, who was reduced to a prisoner, was still boasting about his deep affection, not knowing that Tusan had already abdicated as her man, and at this point he still tried to use his deep affection to bind her and grab her as a lifeline.

"Qingqing." Cheng Xu raised his head, then suddenly lowered it again, looking helplessly at the shackles on his hands and feet, "Qingyun is no longer worthy of Qingqing."

He smiled bitterly, "Qingqing, you don't need to come to see me again in the future."

Yan Qing looked at the man who looked extremely embarrassed but still stood straight stubbornly, showing off his noble demeanor, and slowly walked up to him.

She raised her hand to touch the messy hair on his temples, with a hint of infatuation in her eyes just right: "Qingyun knows--"

She placed her fingertips on the man's face, concealed the watery look in her eyes, and her shoulders trembled slightly when she lowered her head.

Cheng Xu's face was moved, and the familiar plum fragrance made him even more dazed.

"I know Qingqing's dedication." He wanted to hug the girl in his arms.

If it weren't for Qi Heng's betrayal, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

A hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes, and he blamed himself for having been kind-hearted in the first place and having rescued Qi Heng.

After experiencing ups and downs, he still did not get depressed at all.

Yan Qing's original prophecy by the destiny man and the act of rescuing him at this moment gave him hope of making a comeback.

Even at this point, he still thought he could turn the tables.

Yan Qing brushed away his outstretched hand, raised his head and smiled again.

Cheng Xu was startled for a moment, then quickly returned to normal: "Why is Qingqing laughing?"

"Zi Xiao Qingyun has fallen to such a state, but he still pretends to be serious." Yan Qing sneered and picked at the jingling shackles on his wrist with his fingers.

She continued what she had not finished before, "Qingyun, you know that the so-called destiny is nothing but illusions. The thirteen tribes' surrender and defection were all deliberately planned by me."

Cheng Xu's pupils constricted and his tightly pursed lips suddenly relaxed, as everything that happened yesterday reappeared in his mind.

His stiff shoulder bones suddenly collapsed, and he raised his head again, his sharp eyes carrying a hint of hatred and disbelief: "You approached me on purpose to make me the scapegoat for dealing with Cheng Su, Cheng Jiang, and Wu Sa."

"So from the very beginning, I fell into your trap and became your stepping stone to pave the way for Cheng Wu?"

He laughed at himself, never expecting that he, who was the best at using a knife, would one day become a knife in someone else's hand.

Cheng Wu was Tusan’s former name.

Yan Qing took a few steps back and said, "Killing someone with a borrowed knife is just Qing Yun's usual method."

Her call of "Qingyun" was still as affectionate as before, but it sounded particularly harsh to the man's ears.

I wish I could be the supporter and take you to the sky.

But it turns out that the one who is Fuyao is not her, and the one who is on the top is not him.

"Qingqing saved me from the execution ground..." Cheng Xu suppressed the surging emotions in his eyes, his face changed several times, and he forced himself to calm down. He moved forward.

Yan Qing blinked: "Of course I want to see Qingyun make a fool of himself."

The hypocrite dies under hypocritical lies. This is the ending she originally designed for him.

The original owner only cared about the safety of his sister-in-law Gesan. Now that he had taken over her identity, how could he let go of those who had hurt her?

Tantric Buddhism was the first to be affected, but it was Cheng Xu who finally handed her over to Wu Sa.

Because the original owner was the last woman with all four yin elements who accomplished that evil skill.

In the plot, Cheng Xu seems to be the affectionate male second who lets go and makes the male and female protagonists happy, but he just has other pursuits.

So he used the original owner's identity as a Yin woman as bait to make the Tantric Sect disappear in Beiyou and annihilate the biggest threat on his road to domination.

If one marries a goddess, the imperial power and the royal power will coexist.

He had a great desire for power, and this was never the result he wanted.

No matter whether it is Tantric Buddhism or the goddess, in his eyes they are just knives to achieve his goals.

Cheng Xu's face darkened, and suddenly he revealed a gloomy smile: "I lost to Qingqing because I was careless for a moment."

As he spoke, he suddenly rushed towards Yan Qing and wanted to strangle her to death with shackles.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Qi Heng rushed out from the corner, the long sword in his hand pierced straight through the man's heart and pulled it out fiercely.

The blade was dyed red with blood, and Cheng Xu's body leaned backward.

It was unclear whether the shock in his eyes was due to Qi Heng's sudden appearance or the loud "Your Majesty".

Yan Qing felt that it was most likely the latter.

After all, until just now, Cheng Xu believed that everything she did was for the sake of Tusang's success.

Worrying about designing everything for a man?

Tsk, she is not a fool.

Of course the fruits of victory are sweetest when you pick them yourself.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Qi Heng didn't even look at his former good brother, but looked at the person he was holding in his arms with concern.

Yan Qing shook his head, raised his hand and gently touched the cross scar on his face, his eyes showing joy for his revenge: "If Mr. Qi knew about this in his afterlife, he would definitely be proud of Ah Heng today."

The muscles on Qi Heng's face trembled, and he leaned back slightly away from her touch. The surging inferiority complex made him dare not look up.

"Ah Heng is never wrong." Yan Qing sighed, withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

Qi Heng stood there for a long time, staring at the ground with his head down.

She understood his guilt.

Just like the letter she wrote imitating her father's tone and handwriting, the content of the letter was not asking him to take revenge, but encouraging him to live his own life well.

It is said that he should have a bright future.

She is a goddess who can know everything about heaven and earth with just a count of her fingers. How could she not understand that he recognized the thief as his master and the blood feud behind him?

If she hadn't reminded me repeatedly, how could I have freed myself from the sin.

She saved his life.

It also saved his soul from the quagmire of darkness.

He took out a jade pendant with a red string from his arms and gently placed it on his lips and kissed it.

As devout as a faithful believer who offers everything to God.

After putting away the jade pendant, he turned his head to look at Cheng Xu who was already dead. He cut off the man's head and sent it to the cenotaph of his parents and relatives to pay tribute.

"Father, Mother, I am an unfilial child." He kowtowed solemnly and knelt in front of the tomb until dawn before standing up.

He should have committed suicide to atone for his sins, but now he has unloaded the heavy burden.

The prisoner who was about to die from the original sin of guilt finally found a way to be freed under the guidance of light.

He will start his life anew just as His Majesty hoped in the letter written in a father's tone.

But he never thought that he could easily recognize that the letter was not his father's last letter, but a flaw deliberately left by Yan Qing.

Rather than plotting and scheming, she would rather attack people's hearts.

Qi Heng’s identity is now the old emperor’s illegitimate son. The previous princes died, and the next prince is very young.

Tusan was also charged with patricide and regicide.

The former royalists naturally stood firmly behind Qi Heng, not to mention that Qi Yuanzhi had many friends and disciples during his lifetime.

What Yan Qing wanted was never his loyalty, but the power he represented behind the scenes.

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After Lan Yin selected the pattern of the dragon robe, the Shangyi Bureau rushed to make it as quickly as possible.

Yan Qing was wearing a robe with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the chest, and the clothes were not the loose-fitting style of a man's.

The gold ring and jade belt around her waist are a combination of embroidery and inlay, with various gems sparkling, wrapping up her slender and graceful waist.

At the pinnacle of power, there is no need to conceal women’s characteristics.

There is no gender restriction for golden dragons.

She is the real dragon and the real dragon is her.

When the official coronation ceremony was held, hundreds of birds came to pay homage and thousands of people came to congratulate.

A colorful sunset glow suddenly appeared in the clear sky, and the birds hovering above the palace began to dance gracefully, their long feathers sparkling with dazzling light.

Civil and military officials knelt and bowed their heads. Even the old-fashioned people who always claimed that she was the hen that crowed at dawn lowered their heads at the sudden vision.

No one wants to be like Wusa, who was accurately doused with shit.

However, accidents happened one after another in the Tantric Buddhism after that day, and everyone thought that shit pouring on the head was a very bad sign.

The twelve-tasseled crown on Yan Qing's forehead swayed slightly. She stepped onto the stage with her hands spread out. Her beautiful face, like the moon shining on the stars, was full of majesty. "Everyone, please stand up."

The emperor's power is fully displayed.

Tusan stared at her on the platform, with infinite tenderness hidden in his eyes.

He used to be the most favored of the four princes, but he narrowly escaped death due to the schemes of his biological father.

The emperor's ruthlessness was embodied in his father.

He did not appoint a crown prince simply because he was afraid that his position would be threatened.

So he used his own sons to raise poisonous insects and let them fight for the position of crown prince, only because he had no intention of abdicating even though he was old.

After enjoying the power at the top, he didn't want to let it go.

So he promoted Wu Sa to be the national teacher, secretly helping the Tantric Buddhism to cover up its scandals, just for the pursuit of the method of immortality and rejuvenation.

Tusan originally wanted to take everything back, marry her as queen, and bind her to himself.

Even though she was still unconscious.

Until he learned from a dream that the way to wake her up was to let her accept the destiny and borrow the luck of heaven.

Perhaps it was his subconscious rejection of his father that made him see through power like smoke.

Therefore, between the throne and her, he chose the latter without hesitation.

Back in the hall, Yan Qing personally appointed Qi Heng as the commander-in-chief and ordered him to lead the troops to resist the Nanjiang army.

Also, as the accompanying medical officer, Ren Lan led the medical team that she had trained when she woke up, and brought the prescriptions she provided to deal with the plague.

This plague already existed in the plot, and she just took advantage of the outbreak of the plague to frame Mu Liancheng.

In order to not disappoint the thirteen tribes, she appointed Qiang Zhi as the high priest, and even Xiaobai was promoted to the guardian beast of the country.

The proud guy immediately occupied the imperial garden and argued with Bai Ze, who was brought back to the palace, about who was more handsome and who was most favored by her master.

She specially sent Qiang Zhi to lead the young and middle-aged men of the thirteen tribes to cooperate. Their main task was not to go to the battlefield, but to protect the medical team headed by Lan Yin.

When the plague is rampant, it is inevitable that some people will give up.

Lan Yin and others went there on her behalf, so they should be given due protection.

Tusan looked at her earnestly many times, but she ignored him every time.

How could Yan Qing not know what he was thinking? It was just that due to his special status, if he was given an important position and allowed to leave the city, he might pose a threat to himself.

The young man's act of abdication did not move her.

Even after knowing that Xiao Ba disguised himself as the Beast God and entered his dream, asking him to choose between the two, he chose himself.

How do we know whether what he did was a delaying tactic to prevent others from discovering what he was doing?

Tusan's attempt to break free from control made Yan Qing wary of him.

Just like once a mirror has a crack, even if it is glued together again, there will be traces left.