The First Tyrant of Daxia

Su Yan immediately hugged him tightly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, stop kissing me."

"Don't stay here, go to the side hall."

Qin Yun panted heavily, picked up Su Yan suddenly, and rushed to the side hall.

The long corridor, the lights flickering

Qin Yun looked at the rosy face and said hoarsely, "I know you are feeling guilty, that's why you are like this."

"But there is no need to do so. My words are always my bond."

Su Yan interrupted immediately: "No."

"It's not guilt. I decided to leave the religion purely because of Your Majesty."

Qin Yun was slightly stunned: "Then why you?"

Su Yan blushed: "You are my man, if I don't take the initiative, do you still refuse?"

Qin Yun thought that was true.

"Don't think about it, Your Majesty."

"I finally unloaded the only burden and worry in my heart..."

She leaned close to Qin Yun's ear, breathing orchid scent, with a charming face.

hiss!

Qin Yun's eyes turned red, and a stream of hot blood spurted to his forehead.

Su Yan also threw away her hairpin, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, all her charm was tied to this...

In the dark night.

Outside the side hall.

Murong Shunhua was dressed in white, standing on the roof, she was graceful and elegant, still as beautiful as ever, but her eyebrows and eyes had a more feminine look.

"Oh." She sighed softly.

I knew this thief man could not avoid women in his life. Even with so many women around him, he still didn't restrain himself at all. He is like a bottomless pit.

Wow, a gust of wind blows.

Elder Feng suddenly came here and bowed slightly: "Madam, are you sighing that Your Majesty should not continue to keep Su Yan?"

Murong Shunhua respected Mr. Feng very much and looked at him and said.

"Do not."

"Su Yan just has a problem with her background. She is from the previous dynasty. This is not her fault. She has never harmed His Majesty and she loves His Majesty very much."

"It's a good thing if you are willing to stop and turn over a new leaf."

"That's why I didn't stop her. Maybe she can still help Your Majesty in the future."

Mr. Feng asked, "Why did the lady sigh?"

Murong Shunhua said without hesitation: "I just sighed. When I am gone, no one will protect me..."

When she said this, she looked slightly flustered.

"Nothing, Elder Feng, I'm back to the palace."

A trace of worry flashed across Mr. Feng's cloudy eyes.

He called out, "Madam, even if you don't tell me, I know it."

"Is it because of your hidden injury? Are you worried that if you pass away, there will be no one to protect His Majesty and no one to keep an eye on him?"

Murong Shunhua's graceful figure paused, she slowly turned around and said bitterly: "I can't hide anything from you."

"I have tried to hurt you secretly, but there is no way..."

"On a rainy day, hidden injuries flare up, which is more painful than death."

"I estimate that within two years at most, the accumulation of hidden injuries will lead to a qualitative change. By then..."

She forced a bitter smile on her beautiful face, which was heartbreaking to see.

When Mr. Feng saw this, his wrinkled face became even uglier.

"Actually, there is a way..."

"If you advance further in martial arts, you will be cured!"

Hearing this, Murong Shunhua did not show any joy at all and just shook her head.

"No."

"It's extremely difficult to go any further, and I may not be able to complete it within two years."

"Rather than taking a gamble on an uncertain outcome, I would rather accompany him for two years and give him a child. That's not bad either."

She showed a charming smile, as poetic as a painting.

Hearing this, Old Feng frowned and stood there like a living fossil.

"Mr. Feng, you promised me not to tell him. You can't lie." Murong Shunhua's eyes widened and her pretty face said seriously.

Mr. Feng smiled bitterly.

"I am trying my best to find a way to cure your Majesty's hidden disease."

"I can only say that I will not tell Your Majesty for the time being."

Murong Shunhua pursed her red lips and said, "It's up to you."

"If he knew, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be in the mood to attend court, and would follow me all day. You should think about it yourself."

Mr. Feng suddenly froze and was speechless.

When I looked up again, Murong Shunhua had already left, with a beautiful back view.

A heavy sigh was heard from Mr. Feng in the darkness.

"Ugh……"

"God is jealous of beauty!"

"No, even if I have to exhaust my entire life, I will find a way to cure your Majesty and your Majesty's hidden illness."

……

Seven days later.

The remnants of the previous dynasty are being investigated in full swing in secret.

That night, Bat was also interrogated day and night to break his will.

Good news came from the Ministry of War that Xiao Jian had successfully recruited 100,000 soldiers, and various places had also successfully recruited large armies.

With the huge reward, everything went smoothly.

Obviously, the matter of conscription could not be kept secret. The news spread layer by layer and directly reached Tianlang City.

On this day, Wang Min was wearing an ordinary golden palace dress, which was elegant and graceful, with a flaming pattern between her eyebrows, and a sense of majesty amidst her beauty.

More than a hundred white scrolls mysteriously appeared all around her.

On each of them, there was a portrait of Qin Yun, which was extremely lifelike, as if Qin Yun was really there.

"You deserve to die!"

She said coldly, and as she looked at the portrait she burst into a boiling hatred.

A wave of wind burst out from her body, sweeping up the dust and sand and reaching the pond in the distance.

boom!

The pond suddenly exploded, and countless waves rushed up three meters high.

The palace maids and eunuchs around were so frightened that they turned pale and knelt on the ground trembling!

Even the soldiers would gasp in shock.

The Empress' temper has been getting worse recently.

It was getting more and more terrifying. Just the momentum alone was enough to blow up the pond. It was so terrifying!

When the waves from the sky crash down and return to the pond.

A terrifying scene occurred.

Qin Yun's portrait was chopped into pieces, either the head was cut off or a hole was poked in the center of the forehead.