Wrongly offended the Jade-faced Buddha, the divinely calculated pregnant concubine just wanted to li

The blade twisted and pulled out, then stabbed in again. Bei Yunting finally couldn't bear it anymore. He spurted out a stream of blood and turned his head to look behind him.

The black sack on the ground had disappeared, replaced by Ji Chilian, wearing a black robe and cloak.

"Bei Yunting, today you owe my parents their lives, it's time to pay them back!"

"Ahhh!" Bei Yunting roared, fiercely pushing Ji Chilian away. "Your father was just a sacrifice. So what if he was the crown prince? In the end, he and your mother died at my hands! Whether it's the Duke of Yi or the Regent, no matter who it is, anyone who disobeys me will die!"

Bei Yunting said this, pouring all his strength into the formation.

His face aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked up and saw a huge black hole appear in the originally clear sky. Then a ray of light penetrated the black hole and projected directly onto his face.

Enjoying the sunshine on his face, Bei Yunting said infatuatedly: "This is the door to the 21st century. I succeeded, I finally succeeded! As long as I go to the 21st century, I can become the king of the 21st century. The Yunzhao Kingdom will no longer exist, and the royal curse will no longer exist! Hahahaha!"

Bei Yunting opened his arms, wanting to embrace the light in the sky.

However, the light quickly disappeared. Not only that, even the black hole in the sky was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on? Who is it? Who ruined my good deeds?"

"More blood of living people has been integrated into the formation." Yi Qianhuan felt a familiar breath from the blood of these living people. She turned her head and looked behind her.

Yi Qianyuan led the three brothers of the Shen family, as well as civil and military officials, and even the common people of the capital, walking in from outside the palace gate.

Bei Zhanye led his entire family and spilled blood on the ground. "Young Duke Yi has already investigated the truth behind the old Duke's death. Bei Yunting, you killed the loyal Duke Yi, completely disregarding the lives of the people of Yunzhao Kingdom and conspiring with the enemy to murder loyal officials. Now that the evidence is irrefutable, you are no longer worthy of being the Emperor of our Yunzhao Kingdom!"

"Brother!" Yi Qianhuan looked at Yi Qianyuan's dusty appearance and knew very well that her brother had really done it!

He really cleared his parents' grievances, and they finally did it!

"Stop... Stop!" Bei Yunting finally panicked. He stammered and questioned everyone present: "Do you know what you are doing? This is the best opportunity to merge the two worlds. I have been laying the groundwork for so many years, and I will succeed soon!"

"No one is willing to realize your dream." Ji Chilian, dressed in black, danced wildly in the wind. His handsome face was pale, but a determined light flashed in his dark pupils. "Bei Yunting, this is the will of the people. Even if you are a king, you cannot go against the will of the people, nor can you change the laws of nature!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Bei Yunting's face twisted completely after hearing this. "You've ruined my dream. I'm going to kill you. Kill you!"

When Bei Yunting raised his hand, he saw that all the remaining power of the formation was condensed into a huge blood-red sphere in his hand.

"This thing is extraordinary. Everyone hurry up and leave, otherwise you will be swallowed by the resentment in it!" Yi Mobao said, and he and Shen Yubao were going to pull Yi Qianhuan.

Unexpectedly, Yi Qianhuan pushed them to Liuli and Qin Xue who were not far away.

"Take the children away, this is an order." Yi Qianhuan said this and walked towards Bei Yunting resolutely.

As the national god, she couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

What's more, her relatives, children, and close friends were present, and she was the only one who could stop Bei Yunting.

Bei Yunting had become an old man at this time. With only his last breath left, he looked like a venomous snake, glaring at Yi Qianhuan fiercely: "If you protect them, you will die!"

"My children can survive, they are the continuation of my bloodline, but you, Bei Yunting, you have nothing." Seeing the despair in Bei Yunting's eyes, Yi Qianhuan pressed all the power of the national god on Bei Yunting.

Just as she closed her eyes, she was hugged from behind.

The familiar warm embrace made Yi Qianhuan tremble all over. He turned around and threw himself into Ji Chilian's arms: "Are you crazy? You will die!"

"What's the point of living alone without you? I have given you my life, so naturally, I will go wherever you go." Ji Chilian said, hugging Yi Qianhuan tightly.

Yi Qianhuan's whole body trembled as she saw the determination and seriousness in Ji Chilian's eyes.

At this moment, she no longer had any intention of stopping Ji Chilian.

I just hope that if there is an afterlife, she will no longer be the national god, and he will no longer be the chosen one.

They just acted like ordinary people, an ordinary couple.

“Dad, Mom——!” Yi Mobao and Shen Yubao’s shrill cries rang out, and then everything fell silent.

The Zhengda Guangming Hall collapsed, and dust filled the air.

The corpses on the ground turned into blood foam all over the sky, and the smell of blood made people want to vomit.

But no one cared. They rushed towards the ruins like crazy, trying to dig out Yi Qianhuan and Ji Chilian.

After this incident, Bei Yunting's evil deeds became known to the world.

The world cannot be without a ruler, so the Regent and the Young Duke of Yi jointly invited the retired Prime Minister Shen to return to the capital, and the three of them joined forces to take charge of the government for three months.

Three months later, the new emperor's coronation ceremony will be held.

The people gathered together, and the capital was bustling with activity.

Shen Yubao and Yi Mobao were wearing gorgeous clothes and sitting outside the Yangxin Palace, holding their chins with bored looks on their faces.

Liuli and Lin Tong were so busy that they noticed the two little princes were still hiding away. They hurriedly asked, "My two little princes, where is His Majesty? The auspicious time is almost here, and it's time for His Majesty to ascend the throne!"

"What's bothering us right now is that Father and Mother haven't decided who will ascend the throne. Let them fight it out. No matter who takes the throne, we'll both still be princes."

After hearing this, Liuli and Lin Tong looked at each other, both feeling helpless.

Three months ago, they successfully found the seriously injured young lady and Du Gong.

After three months of recuperation, both of them have recovered, but their bodies have also changed.

The young lady has lost the power of the national god and can no longer be a mystic in the future.

However, it seemed that the matter of Duke Du's life-changing had never existed from the beginning, and it was just that the fate of his chosen son had disappeared.

It seemed as if these two things canceled each other out, and both the young lady and the governor survived.

The Regent, Duke Yi and Prime Minister Shen all believed that the throne should fall to one of them.

But unexpectedly, these two people have been arguing for three months and still haven't decided who will be the emperor!

Liuli couldn't help but urge him, so she opened the door of the Yangxin Palace and looked inside secretly.

As a result, Ji Chilian and Yi Qianhuan were seen both wearing their underwear, facing each other seriously.

"We agreed that the winner will be decided in one move!"

The two were extremely serious and counted down to three, two, one at the same time.

"I played rock and you played scissors. Huan'er, you lose!" Ji Chilian immediately put the dragon robe he had prepared in advance on Yi Qianhuan.

Yi Qianhuan was extremely depressed, but he could only accept his fate and ascend the throne.

The former national god became the empress, and the people of Yunzhao Kingdom were extremely happy.

After a tiring day, Yi Qianhuan returned to the Yangxin Palace at night and lay on the bed, letting Ji Chilian massage her back. "I've thought about it. Since my sons have inherited the past bloodline and can't inherit the throne, why don't we have another child?"

Ji Chilian's eyes lit up and he agreed immediately.

The night of love is short, but their happiness lasts long.

(End of this article)