After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"Then why are you blowing it up?" He Yuanyao was even more confused.

Since Wanyue and Prince Shun have a way to control the situation, what is the point of her blowing up the city wall?

"Demolish the dangerous buildings, and rebuild the city wall of Nanshao City. I am doing a good deed." Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

He Yuanyao gave her a thumbs up: "As expected of you, you are a dog as always."

Wen Zhimiao kicked her and said, "How can I compare to you?"

"Then I dare not compete with you. You are treating Wen Ke like a monkey." He Yuanyao felt sorry for Wen Ke.

Wen Zhimiao put on a cold smile: "She deserves it."

Wen Zhimiao poisoned Wen Rongxue and plotted against Shi Wanyue. He was not that magnanimous.

That night, Wen Zhimiao took He Yuanyao and a few guards with good martial arts skills and quietly found the weakest part of the city wall.

The guards on that side had just been transferred away.

At this moment in Prince Shun's mansion, Wen Ke sat in Prince Shun's seat, Shi Wanyue sat below her, all the officials in the city were present, and there was endless music, singing and dancing.

The scene looked lively, but in fact most of the people present were in a state of panic and extreme anxiety.

The imperial army had been surrounding the city for three days, neither attacking nor moving. But judging from the layout, several exits of Nanshao City were blocked, so Wen Ke couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

However, the people who wanted to leave were not Wen Ke, but these ministers.

They did not want to rebel with Wen Ke, but all the troops in Nanshao City were in Wen Ke's hands, and they, the literati, had no ability to resist.

Shi Wanyue sat there drinking slowly with a calm expression, not looking like a prisoner at all.

Wen Ke looked at Shi Wanyue coldly: "Sister Wanyue, when do you think the people outside the city will attack the city?"

Shi Wanyue put down her wine glass and smiled at her. She was always so calm and composed, as if everything was under her control.

In the past, Wen Ke liked her calmness, but now he felt annoyed. Her calmness seemed to correspond to his anxiety and inner fear.

"We don't know how to attack the city." Shi Wanyue said softly.

Wen Ke couldn't help but walk up to her and reached out to pinch Shi Wanyue's chin.

Shi Wanyue reached out and held her wrist, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Princess, I don't like to get close to people."

Chu Qiu's sword pointed at Wen Ke's throat. She remained silent, but she looked as if she would not be polite if Wen Ke did not step back.

Those guards in secret also stood up and drew their swords against Shi Wanyue and Chu Qiu.

Wen Ke smiled, then relaxed his grip and said, "His Highness is dead, isn't Sister Wan Yue worried at all?"

Shi Wanyue laughed: "Why should I worry?"

The corners of her mouth slightly raised: "The princess should be worried."

Wen Ke felt somewhat uneasy whenever he met her eyes, but now Nanshao City was under her control, so she had nothing to worry about. The worst that could happen was the destruction of the city and the death of many people.

As the two men were confronting each other, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the city.

Shi Wanyue took a look and said softly, "Princess, as a subject, it is not good to curse the monarch. His Highness will be angry."

She drank the wine slowly, and Wen Ke looked at her with red eyes: "Wen Zhimiao is not dead?"

"Your Highness will not die."

Wen Ke wanted to say something when a man came in from outside with a disheveled Su Jincheng.

The woman was dressed in the clothes of the Northern Rong royal family, with a scimitar slung around her waist. Her eyes were deep, completely different from those of the people from the Central Plains. Her red clothes revealed an unconcealable arrogance and a murderous aura brought from the battlefield.

"Shao Ji, this is the person you want." The woman looked at Shi Wanyue with a smile.

"Please trouble you, King Brahma." Master Wanyue stood up under Wen Ke's gaze.

"Master Wanyue, you can't kill me!" Su Jincheng looked at Shi Wanyue with bloodshot eyes.

Shi Wanyue's eyes curved slightly: "Master Su, you are joking. How can Wanyue be qualified to kill you?"

"Traitors should be tried by the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple. Wan Yue has no official position and no authority to do so."

Shi Wanyue put down the wine glass and said slowly: "Besides, Wanyue doesn't like blood on her hands."

She still looked elegant, but she gave people a chilling feeling.

The civil and military officials in the hall looked at Princess He Yue who was still a little crazy, and then looked at Shi Wanyue.

I don't know who took the lead and spoke: "Young lady, please spare our lives. We are only coerced by the princess and have no intention of treason."

Shi Wanyue chuckled and said, "It is not up to Wanyue to judge the right and wrong of the ministers. Prince Shun and His Highness will make the decision."

"Wen Zhimiao wants to come in only if the city is destroyed and everyone is dead." Wen Ke pulled out the sword from the table with a cold look in his eyes.

Wen Mengyang pushed Wen Rongxue's wheelchair over and said, "Really? I'm not dead yet, so it's your turn to make the decision about Nan Shao?"

"Mother?" Wen Ke looked at Wen Rongxue, as if he had lost a lot of strength.

"Mother?" Wen Rongxue laughed, "I can't bear this title."

"Your parents are dead, so how can you have a mother?" Wen Rongxue sighed and said, "Capture the princess."

The guards who were originally standing behind Wen Ke pointed their knives at Wen Ke.

"Why?" Wen Ke looked at those people, then at Wen Rongxue, and smiled sadly.

Wen Mengyang suddenly interrupted from behind Wen Rongxue, "Did the princess ever think about why she poisoned Prince Shun?"

Wen Ke met Wen Mengyang's eyes and suddenly asked, "Your last name is Wen too, don't you hate it?"

Wen Mengyang shook his head gently: "Princess, my father is already five generations away from my father. The honor and disgrace of the Wen family has nothing to do with me."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "Power has nothing to do with me."

Hearing her words, Wen Ke laughed sadly again: "Is it wrong that I just want to take back what belongs to me? Mother, you have already got what you wanted, and I am just working hard for myself, is it wrong?"

"You betrayed your brother and clan for your own sake, why can't I do the same?"

Wen Zhimiao and He Yuanyao walked up to the Northern Rong Fan King and said, "Sister Princess, there is nothing wrong with plotting for what you want, even the throne. In this world, there are winners and losers."

"But do you think your aunt betrayed your brother and the clan? Have you ever thought that your aunt just has a different stance from Wen Mingzhe? If Wen Mingzhe succeeds, she must die. Do you know what happened back then? Did you know that Wen Mingzhe and Xiao Yuanju joined forces?"

"Do you know that even if the Queen Mother doesn't replace the Wen family, Xiao Yuanju will do so?"

"If Xiao Yuanju had become the new emperor, you wouldn't be alive today."

"There's nothing wrong with being ambitious, but the ambition of a fool is just a joke, especially for someone like you who is stupid, arrogant, and ungrateful."

Wen Ke kicked the table in front of him and said, "What right do you have to judge me from a high position?"

"You were born with good fortune, so you can be so high-handed as to accuse others of plotting against your throne."

Wen Zhimiao smiled and didn't want to say more to her.

"I am indeed lucky."

"Since you said so, I can only say that you should be reborn into a good family in your next life. But for someone like you who killed his mother to seize the throne, can you be reborn into a good family in your next life? It's really hard to say."

Wen Zhimiao looked at her with a smile, without any intention of making excuses. Not only did he admit it openly, but he also made Wen Ke very angry.

"Okay, you who are guilty of capital punishment, cherish the next few days."

She really was merciless.