When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

Near noon, the three finally returned to the palace.

There was a major change in the people inside and outside the palace. All those who were originally loyal to the emperor were withdrawn and replaced by unknown people in the army with no special background.

On the way to the palace, the few of them had no obstructions.

After cleaning for a whole night and a morning, the bodies and bloodstains on the road were basically cleared away, but there was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Jiu Ling, who had been calm all night, was already waiting in the palace, and her true appearance had been exposed in the live broadcast room. There was no need to continue covering it with a mask, so she just showed it openly.

As soon as she opened the door, the third princess looked at the white shadow beside the chair and couldn't stop crying.

The third princess thought that she had shed more tears in the past two days than she had in the previous decades.

She wanted to hug the late queen with trembling hands, but when her hands passed straight through the ghost, she realized that ghosts seemed to be intangible.

"You two, mother and daughter, can just reminisce about the past. We have other things to do, so we won't bother you any more."

Hua Meng raised her hand to signal Lian Wu and the others to follow, leaving the room to the mother and daughter who had been separated by life and death for many years.

Jiu Ling briefly explained the relationship between Zhou Yixi and herself, and that Zhou Yixi's consciousness still existed.

"This morning, Concubine Liu heard her father was dead, sobbed, and threw herself against the wall. Concubine An was so shocked that she almost lost her child. The Crown Prince hanged himself last night, and the Eighth Prince followed suit after seeing this. There isn't a single prince or princess in this palace who can handle this important responsibility."

Hua Meng was quite troubled as there were still a lot of messes to deal with.

The officials were furious, rioting outside the palace early in the morning. Hua Meng had to go to great lengths this morning to apprehend all of them and temporarily jail them.

"Now we need someone to temporarily sit on the throne of the emperor to stabilize the situation."

But Hua Meng couldn't find a suitable one after picking and choosing, so she finally set her sights on her teammates.

Feng Ling felt that Hua Meng's eyes were obviously malicious. It was obvious that he didn't want to be the emperor and was ready to "give" this mess to them.

However, Hua Meng has been cleaning up the mess for so long, it is really time for her to take a break. We can't just push all these troubles onto Hua Meng.

But if Feng Ling were to become emperor, Feng Ling felt that he would definitely be a tyrant. Not to mention cleaning up the mess, it would be good if he didn't make the water even more muddy.

Moreover, there is obviously someone more suitable than him.

Feng Ling set his gaze on Lian Wu, and Hua Meng also looked over.

Lian Wu just lowered his head to think about something for a while, but when he looked up, he found six eyes looking at him as if they were glowing.

"You guys..." Lian Wu twitched his lips, feeling quite helpless.

Hua Meng simply waved her hand and said, "I've never been an emperor or someone in a high position, so I have no experience."

Jiu Ling took two steps back and said, "I am uneducated and unskilled, and I am not up to the task."

Lian Wu turned his gaze to Feng Ling again, wanting to see what excuse he could come up with.

"At best, I'll become a tyrant. And... selfishly, I want you to be that tyrant."

Just like before...

In fact, Lian Wu is the most suitable one among the four. The three of them have no experience, and the only one who can be considered experienced is Lian Wu.

After Lian Wu, who was pushed to the throne by his "dear" teammates, presided over the court for three days, he felt wilted.

Those ministers quarreled every day, and the memorials they submitted were difficult to describe in words.

There were a few people who were very keen on greeting him every day. Lian Wu didn't think it was a big deal when he was reviewing on the first day, but on the third day, he simply broke the brush in his hand.

Lian Wu was so angry that she laughed and threw the broken brush aside. The palace maids and eunuchs around her were so scared that they dared not breathe.

After closing his eyes for a while, Lianwu took out a new brush and wrote a simple and rough word on the memorial full of greetings.

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These ministers have little business to do all day long, but a lot of trivial matters.

There were also a few ministers who were not sure if they were kicked in the brain by a donkey, and they actually called for a selection of concubines at this juncture. These ministers probably didn't know that the last person who dared to say so had been buried in a secret realm for who knows how many years.

When Feng Ling pushed the door open, he happened to meet Lian Wu, who was reviewing memorials while suppressing his anger.

He walked over lightly and waved to the eunuchs and palace maids to leave.

Looking down at the ground, I saw that frost had formed on it.

It seems that he is very angry.

This is also the reason why Feng Ling thinks Lian Wu is suitable for the throne. Even if Lian Wu is angry, he will not directly attack these ministers and will not become a so-called tyrant.

He is different from Hua Meng. Feng Ling himself has a bad temper. These memorials will probably be thrown into the fire as soon as they are delivered.

Hua Meng seemed quite gentle on a daily basis, but in reality, she was not. How could anyone in the top ten of the rankings be so kind? With Hua Meng's temper, she would definitely make the other person suffer a fate worse than death.

A bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup was pushed in front of her. Lian Wu looked up in surprise and asked, "When was this prepared?"

"I prepared this after I got out of the prison. The people in the prison were infuriating, and I figured the people writing memorials wouldn't be much better either, so I ordered the imperial kitchen to make a bowl to calm my nerves."

Feng Ling's words were an understatement, but in fact, the people in the Sky Prison were more than just infuriating.

There were ghosts howling in the prison. Some people didn't understand the situation and were still bragging about how good their family backgrounds were. They said they would not let Feng Ling and the others go once they got out.

Feng Ling had no intention of killing them. He had thought of locking them up for a few days to keep them in check, but they ended up causing chaos and unrest.

In the end, Feng Ling caught the ringleader of the trouble and made an example of him to scare the monkeys, and only then did the group behave themselves.

Hua Meng and Jiu Ling went to settle the concubines who were originally in the harem.

The emperor is deposed, so these concubines can't be buried with him, right?

In addition, this palace coup caused the downfall of many concubines' families, and for a while, many people had nowhere to go. Now they can only continue to be settled in the palace.

"Where is Bai Yan?"

Lian Wu was busy for several days and finally remembered that there was such a person.

"He was clamoring to find Ying'er, but I found an excuse to put him off. I plan to wait until everyone finishes their current tasks before I resolve the last link in this branch."

Lian Wu nodded, turned to look at the memorial in his hand, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.

It is said that the emperor is moody. Anyone who reads these memorials every day will be angered and become moody.

Seeing that Lian Wu was really annoyed, Feng Ling reached out and pulled the brush out of his hand.

"If you don't want to read it, then forget it. It's just a dungeon, no need to worry about it. Drink it first, it won't taste good if you keep it for too long."

Feng Ling placed the Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup directly in front of Lian Wu. He pushed the memorials piled next to it in front of him and began to annotate them carefully with a pen.

If I came across something really annoying, I would just tear it up, and soon a mountain of paper would pile up on the ground.

Lian Wu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, but didn't stop him and let him go.