Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

Feng Xiaolou leaned against Chu Hantian's arms with pain, and said in a trembling voice:

"I am fine, is the Queen Mother okay?"

Chu Hantian quickly picked her up by the waist and quickly stepped aside:

"The Empress Dowager is safe now. Your hand is important. Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician quickly!"

Yue Ran stood aside and glanced at Feng Xiaolou calmly.

She had indeed heard that Feng Xiaolou had once studied under the Sword Saint, but she had never seen Feng Xiaolou show his skills. Just at that moment, Feng Xiaolou's speed was indeed not slow.

If she were to gain the power of the devil, she would have to be more careful if she faced Feng Xiaolou alone in the future.

Emperor Shengwen was safe and sound. It seemed that the Empress, the Crown Prince and Feng Xiaolou made another choice in time.

The Queen Mother held Wang Chun's hand and looked at Princess Shouning who was slumped on the ground. She couldn't help but burst into tears:

"Your Majesty, I haven't lost even a hair. Please forgive Shouning this time, forgive her..."

Princess Shouning knew that the situation was hopeless, and the panic on her face slowly faded away. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her lips, and looked at her two children who were crying beside her, her eyes full of reluctance.

After the eldest princess surrendered, those handsome young men put down their swords and knelt on the ground with deathly pale faces.

Emperor Shengwen winked at the chief eunuch Chen Wenjin, who then came to the side of Princess Shouning's children with a smile and took their hands with a gentle expression:

"Prince, Lady of the County, let's go to our grandmother. I will take you with me."

Chen Wengao and Chen Xinyin struggled desperately to get to Princess Shouning, but they couldn't break free from Chen Wenjin's hand at all.

Chen Wenjin brought the two children to the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother seemed to have grasped the backbone and hugged the two children tightly. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Emperor Shengwen looked down at his sister, who was born to the same mother as him, with the corners of his lips pursed into a line, unable to suppress the pain in his heart.

He was ten years older than Shouning and always thought of himself as the eldest brother who was like a father. He and his two children had lived in poverty in the past. Therefore, after ascending the throne, he gave his mother and Shouning all the best things, hoping that they would live a smooth life.

He never expected that the love he thought of as an elder brother would actually foster such ambition in Shouning's mind.

His mother asked him to let Shouning go, how could he let him go?

Forcing the emperor to abdicate and usurp the throne would be a heinous crime for anyone else, and the nine generations of his clan would be exterminated. What does his mother want him to do?

Princess Shouning's feet were still bleeding. She couldn't stand up, so she just sat on the ground and looked at Emperor Shengwen with a sad smile:

"Brother, now that things have come to this, I dare not ask for anything more. I would like to ask you to bury my husband Chen Bin with me."

"In fact, most people in the Chen family are unaware of this. If you can let them go, please let them go..."

Emperor Shengwen looked at Princess Shouning with a solemn expression, closed his eyes and whispered:

"The Central City Military Division has gone to the residence of the Minister of War Chen Qi. Just now, they reported that the Minister of War Chen Qi and his wife, Mrs. Lu, had just committed suicide by taking poison in their residence. Twenty people from the Chen family's eldest branch hanged themselves, and nineteen people from the Chen family's second branch, including a few children, hid under their beds. The rest of the people also hanged themselves."

"Now, apart from the servants, there are only a few children left in the Chen Mansion. From now on, all of them will be exiled three thousand miles away."

Princess Shouning listened quietly, with no expression in her eyes. She twitched the corners of her lips and nodded slightly:

"That's fine. If we're going to leave, let's leave together as a family."

She raised her hand to tidy up her messy hair and looked at the Queen Mother calmly:

"Mother, I am sorry for you. From now on, please forget about me, your unfilial daughter."

"I only ask that you protect Wen Gao and Xi Yin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Princess Shouning knelt upright and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the Empress Dowager.

The dull sound of kowtows shook everyone's ears and hearts, accompanied by the crying of children, it was indeed miserable.

Yue Ran raised his eyes and looked towards the palace. There were corpses lying on every palace path.

If Princess Shouning succeeds tonight, what will be the fate of the others?

Since you have the intention to rebel, you should be prepared to bear the consequences of failure.

The Queen Mother felt as if her heart was broken when she saw blood oozing from her daughter's forehead. She looked at Emperor Shengwen with tears in her eyes:

"Your Majesty! Shouning is already in this state, please show some mercy! Spare her life!!"

Emperor Shengwen's brows were twisted into knots.

But Princess Shouning's body tilted and she fell to the ground. Her eyes were dilated, her face was ominously gray, and black blood was flowing from the corners of her lips.

She didn't know when, but she had taken poison.

When the Queen Mother saw that Princess Shouning had no life on her face, she rolled her eyes and fell backwards.

Emperor Shengwen shouted:

"Someone, come! Call the imperial physician, and save the queen mother!"

He paused, looked at his sister's children who were too shocked to cry, and waved his hand with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Send Shouning's child to the Cining Palace, and let the Queen Mother raise him from now on!"

It was almost noon when the palace gate slowly opened again.

Yue Ran led the people from the Jingji camp out of the palace gate.

When they came, their momentum was so overwhelming that it blocked out the sun and sky. When they left, everyone felt heavy and tired.

Fortunately, most of the people in the capital were safe and not affected by this palace coup.

People stood on the side of the road, watching in horror as Yue Ran rode his horse and led the cavalry of the Jingji Camp through the central street and headed towards the camp outside the city.

The young people were terrified, but the elderly seemed to have some experience and comforted the children around them:

"It's okay. This kind of thing is always unavoidable in the capital. The last time was several decades ago!"

"Since General Yue has taken the capital camp away from the palace, the world will be safe and sound."

In the Xianrenzuiya restaurant on the roadside, Murong Hui leaned against the window, lowered his eyes and looked at the familiar red figure walking downstairs. He raised the teacup in his hand towards the slender back, and then drank it all in one gulp.

In front of the residence of Minister of War Chen Qi, Zheng Minglou and his men escorted the few remaining living people in Chen's residence and watched Yue Ran leave from afar.

The west gate of the capital city was wide open, and the soldiers guarding the city lined up on both sides, watching Yue Ran and the capital camp behind her file out of the gate, with relief and respect in their eyes.

After leaving the city, several generals from the Jingji camp bowed to Yue Ran:

"General Yue, we have fulfilled our mission and will now say goodbye."

Yue Ran returned the salute solemnly while sitting on his horse. Thanks to the fact that these generals acted decisively and immediately moved out to march out after seeing the tiger talisman, everything was done just in time.

The cavalrymen from the Gyeonggi camp galloped away, raising clouds of dust that obscured their receding shadows.

Yue Ran narrowed his eyes slightly. In the gradually dissipating dust, he saw another team coming towards the capital from the west.

The team of carriages seemed to have a huge number of people and was endless. There seemed to be dozens of carriages, and there were hundreds of guards on horseback escorting the team.

Yue Ran was riding on a horse and watching from afar, his eyes gradually brightening.

At the front of the team were two middle-aged men riding horses. Both of them were wearing plain long gowns with their sleeves fluttering in the wind, as if they were elegant scholars who had walked directly out of a classical painting.

A smile appeared on Yue Ran's face. He spurred his horse and whipped it to go towards the team of carriages and horses.