Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

"No!" Ying Buhuan said, "They were the ones who beat me. I listen to my mother the most. If my mother doesn't let me cause trouble outside, I won't cause trouble."

"Why did they beat you?"

Ying Buhuan didn't want to tell the Queen about the matter and make her worry, so he took out the cakes he had packed and handed them to Ying He like a treasure: "Her Majesty, look."

Ying Hele looked at the cake in Ying Buhuan's hand and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"Well, last time I helped two sisters, they were so grateful to me. I happened to meet them today, and they insisted on treating me to a nice meal. It was delicious!"

Having said that, Ying Buhuan ran to the kitchen to wash his hands, then ran back with a bowl of water.

She fed Ying He a piece, and watching A Niang chewing it slowly and carefully, she asked contentedly, "Is it delicious?"

Ying He nodded and wanted to touch Ying Buhuan's face, but was afraid of touching her wound.

Ying Buhuan simply moved his face closer and placed Ying Hele's hand on his own face: "Mother, it doesn't hurt. This is just a small injury. There's not even a bleeding spot."

She brought another bowl of water and handed it to Ying He: "My queen, don't choke, drink more water."

Ying Bu still smiled brightly, but it made Ying Hele feel even more distressed.

If possible, she only hopes that her son can grow up more slowly, and more slowly.

"Oh, I forgot," Ying Buhuan took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, "This can cure frostbite."

She carefully poured out a small black pill and handed it to Ying He's mouth.

Ying Hele dodged Ying Buhuan's hand and said, "Mother is not running around outside, so you can use it yourself."

"I'm strong, but my mother is not in good health and is afraid of the cold."

Seeing that Ying Hele still didn't open his mouth, Ying Bu puffed up his cheeks angrily and said, "Since mother doesn't want to take the medicine, then I won't take it either. I'll just let it rot at home."

Ying He sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, whatever you say."

In the blink of an eye, it was the 30th day of mid-winter.

Ying Buhuan went to the gate of the princess's mansion to meet Ren Baozhi.

The two of them disguised themselves again, wearing ordinary cloth clothes, and went to the East Market together.

They blend into the market, lurk among the sparse crowds, and wait for their opportunity to strike.

Seeing the servant taking the scroll out of the golden house, Ren Baozhi and Ying Buhuan secretly followed him, keeping a distance from him.

After walking for a while, the crowd gradually became more crowded, and Ren Baozhi gave Ying Buhuan a look.

Ying Buhuan approached the servant like a cheetah in an instant.

The servant only felt that he was hit by something. He became suspicious and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.

I think the passerby was walking in a hurry and bumped into me.

Even so, she was still on guard, holding the book tighter in her arms, and her pace quickened involuntarily.

Ying Buhuan successfully completed the task. She leisurely held the scroll in her left hand and extended her right hand towards Ren Baozhi, saying concisely: "Reward."

Ren Baozhi readily tossed the purse to Ying Buhuan, who caught it, weighed it, and said with satisfaction, "It's quite substantial this time."

"Let me see the scroll in your hand."

Ying Buhuan casually tossed the scroll to Ren Baozhi, who snorted, "Don't you believe me?"

"I believe it," Ren Baozhi unfolded the scroll, glanced at the contents, and raised the corners of his lips. "Of course I believe it. I trust you to do the work."

The scroll has been replaced. In the next few days, we will have to see how Jiang Jingfeng reacts.

The system's announcement sounded:

[Ying Bu Huan's fate rewriting progress increases by 2%, earning 20 points, and the total fate rewriting progress is 7%.]

Ren Baozhi seemed to be lost in thought. The first time she saw Ying Buhuan, she took the money, and the task progress increased by 3%. This time, she took the money again, and it increased by another 2%.

Treating Ying Buhuan to dinner did not increase her fate-rewriting progress, but after she brought the cakes and trauma medicine home, it increased by another 2%.

Perhaps the queen that Ying Buhuan mentioned is the important person who influenced Ying Buhuan's fate.

On the night of the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the bright moon was obscured by thick clouds, leaving only the edge of the cloud directly below, which was rimmed with a line of silver.

All the stars disappeared, and the sky turned black.

For several days in a row, Ren Baozhi climbed up the tree every day. She was so familiar with it that she could even call the birds on the tree sisters and chat with them about love.

She stopped yawning halfway, her lips and teeth hanging open in mid-air.

Through the telescope, she saw a faint light coming through the crack of the side door that was used to deliver meals.

Normally, the room would be pitch black at night, with not even a ray of light coming through the window frames.

This ray of light was undoubtedly caused by someone deliberately placing a candle flame close to the crack in the door, like a signal.

Ren Baozhi understood that Jiang Jingfeng must have already read the book that was replaced by Ying Buhuan.

If she agrees with his plan, he will use light as a sign and use candlelight to illuminate the crack in the door.

This is the agreement between them.

Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

The next day, Li Qixi changed into a gorgeous dress and set off for the Daming Palace.

On the day when Ren Baozhi informed Li Qixi of his plan, Li Qixi presented it in detail to Emperor Wu Wencang.

This matter concerns important officials in the court. Now is a time when the political situation is changing rapidly. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Unexpectedly, the Empress agreed without hesitation after hearing this, which made Li Qixi suspicious: "Zhu Dachang and Long Batian are equally powerful in the court. Now Long Batian has promoted his own man to the position of Fengge leader. The power in the court is tilting. If we overthrow Jiang Tiantian this time, won't the court become the domain of Long Batian's family in the future?"

Wu Wencang asked in return, "Long Batian is extremely ambitious, but he has been keeping a low profile for many years. Anu, do you know why?"

Li Qixi pondered for a moment and said uncertainly, "I think maybe Long Batian is afraid of taking too big a step and arousing Li Yaozu's suspicion?"

Wu Wencang said, "That's right. Since he won't move his troops, we should lure him out of his hole. If we want to destroy his power, we must first make him arrogant."

Li Qixi still had some concerns: "Long Batian has long been dissatisfied with your Majesty's reign. Aren't you afraid that he will become too arrogant and openly confront you?"

"After getting rid of Jiang Tiantian, we naturally need to use our own manpower to fill the vacancy. My brother finally has a place to use his skills."

Li Qixi frowned slightly, his face full of disapproval: "But your brother is obsessed with sensual pleasures all day long, I'm afraid he can't take on such an important responsibility."

Wu Wencang curled his lips into a cold smile, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "It is precisely because of this that Long Batian can look down on me. Even if Long Batian wants to get rid of me as soon as possible, to me, I am just a useless chess piece and it will not affect the overall situation."

Only after getting A Niang's approval did Li Qixi allow Ren Baozhi to continue implementing her plan.

Today, she went to Daming Palace, naturally because of Jiang Jingfeng's matter.