The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

Seeing that Wang Xinyao had rescued the hostage safely, Chen Qingfeng finally felt relieved.

He no longer had any concerns. With a flick of his body, he moved back to the main hall square from a hundred meters away. His fluttering clothes brought up a gust of fierce wind.

"Mu Yun, get out of the way!" He spoke with rage, locking his eyes firmly on the red-robed Saint who was struggling to escape.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qingfeng had already attacked in anger, slapping out with his palm, aiming directly at the vital point on the back of the Red Robe Saint.

"puff--!"

The palm wind hit his vest firmly.

The red-robed Saint let out a scream, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

His body rolled around on the ground in a panic for more than ten times before he finally stopped. However, he was already dying and didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Seeing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Qingfeng stepped forward quickly, ready to capture the culprit.

However, at this moment, something strange happened again!

Above the alchemy platform in the center of the hall, a thick black fog as thick as ink suddenly emerged without any warning, and this black fog not only instantly obscured everyone's vision.

It also brought with it a chilling and biting aura that even interfered with and suppressed the spiritual perception of practitioners!

Wang Muyun only felt a terrifying aura far stronger than her own flashing in the center of the thick fog, making her back chill.

"Haoxuan, be careful!" She exclaimed subconsciously, while circulating her spiritual power to protect her body.

"Mother, be careful!" Almost at the same time, Zhao Haoxuan also realized something was wrong.

Although he was young, his perception was extremely sharp. He took a step forward and blocked in front of Wang Muyun. The dragon sword in his hand was already half an inch out of its sheath and was placed across his chest, with the sword body humming.

He looked vigilantly at the center of the swirling black fog, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Chen Qingfeng's expression also changed suddenly. Knowing that something was wrong, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the alchemy platform.

However, the black fog seemed to have life, and it condensed into a tough barrier the moment he approached. Although it was immediately shattered by his protective spiritual energy, it still blocked him for a moment.

But at that moment, he was already one step too late.

The place where the red-robed Holy Son had collapsed was now empty.

"He actually escaped!" Chen Qingfeng punched the white jade railing of the Dantai beside him heavily. With a "crack", the sturdy railing shattered and stone chips flew everywhere.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, quickly scanning every corner of the hall, and the divine consciousness of the immortal level spread like mercury pouring on the ground.

After careful investigation, no trace or breath of the red-robed Saint could be found, as if this person had evaporated into thin air.

Chen Qingfeng frowned, feeling shocked and angry.

He didn't expect that after he regained his strength as an Immortal Lord, someone would be able to rescue people so strangely from under his nose.

This is definitely not something an ordinary cultivator can do!

"Could it be that... there is a hidden force in this mortal world that even the Immortal Emperor and I have not noticed?" He thought to himself.

Then he rejected the idea: "Logically speaking, it should be impossible.

During the great battle between immortals and demons a thousand years ago, I joined forces with the Immortal Emperor and completely sealed the original demon soul of the 'Demon Lord Devouring the Sky' in the abyss of darkness.

The seal is reinforced with the ancient dragon immortal pattern that we two drew with our blood and essence, so there is absolutely no way he can escape on his own..."

His mind raced, trying to make sense of it.

"The only possibility is that the demon hasn't completely broken the seal, but has used some secret method to release a trace of demonic thoughts, controlling people's minds, and using this to stir up trouble in the world and accumulate strength."

Thinking of this, his expression became even more solemn. "But if that's the case, at my Immortal Venerable level, I'm extremely sensitive to demonic energy. How could I not have noticed anything unusual before when he was so active?"

A deeper doubt arose in my mind.

"Could it be that the Immortal Emperor and I have spent too long in the mortal world training and understanding the mundane world? During this long period of time, something unexpected has happened in the Immortal Realm or in that sealed place that we are not even aware of?"

This thought cast a shadow over his heart.

If there really is a change in the fairy world, or the seal is loosened, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Wang Muyun's concerned voice sounded at the right time, interrupting his confused thoughts.

She walked over to him and gently held his hand, which was a little white from holding it tightly, her eyes full of worry.

Chen Qingfeng felt the warmth coming from his palm, took a deep breath, and forced himself to suppress the waves in his heart. He turned to look at his wife, his eyes softened a little, and shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

But the slightly furrowed brow revealed his inner uneasiness.

He gathered himself and began to calmly arrange the follow-up matters. "Xiong Yun, Yin Ping'an!"

"I'm here!" The two generals immediately stepped forward to receive orders.

"You two will lead your personal guards to carefully clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, count the damage, and comfort the frightened people in the palace. Make sure that the palace is safe and secure inside and outside."

"Yes, sir!" The two men took the order and immediately turned around and took action, directing the guards to clean up the mess in an orderly manner.

Chen Qingfeng's gaze then turned to the side of the hall and fell on Chen Yingtao, who was being suppressed by the Crown Prince Chen Jingyuan's spiritual power and looked as pale as death. His eyes instantly became ice-cold.

He snorted coldly. His voice was not loud, but it carried unquestionable majesty and was clearly heard throughout the venue.

"While all the civil and military officials are here, someone, bring this rebellious son and Prince An with you and move them to the Golden Throne Hall! I demand court immediately!"

At the command, the elite imperial guards who had laid down their weapons stepped forward and firmly held up the powerless Chen Yingtao and the equally pale-faced Prince An Chen Mingtang, who had just been taken to the Sky Prison.

Chen Qingfeng didn't even glance at them again and took the lead, with Wang Muyun and Chen Jingyuan following closely behind him.

Wang Xinyao and Zhao Haoxuan protected him half a step behind him.

They walked steadily towards the Golden Throne Hall, which symbolized the highest power center of the Miao Kingdom.

Inside the Golden Palace, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

Civil and military officials were lined up on both sides, but the situation was very different from before.

More than half of the officials were tied up with ropes and knelt shivering in the center or on both sides of the court. Most of them were loyal ministers who refused to submit or were considered a threat during Chen Yingtao's usurpation of power.

A small number of officials had pale faces and were not tied up, but they knelt on the ground voluntarily, their bodies trembling slightly, and they dared not raise their heads.

They were the officials who had changed their stance and defected to the eldest prince.

Now that they knew that His Majesty had returned safely and had quelled the rebellion with thundering means, they were already terrified and knew that the time for reckoning had come.

"Your Majesty! The Empress! Your Highness the Crown Prince! You...you are finally back!" An old minister with gray hair who had just been untied by Chen Jingyuan himself was so excited that he burst into tears and shouted on the ground with a choked voice.

His voice was like lighting a fuse, and the officials who had just been rescued echoed his sorrowful voices.

Some people cried bitterly, some kowtowed repeatedly, and the gratitude for surviving the disaster and the ecstasy for the king's return were intertwined.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Empress, a thousand years and a thousand thousand years, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

In the court, officials shouted.

Chen Jingyuan moved quickly and, together with a group of imperial guards, quickly untied all the tied officials.

Chen Qingfeng's eyes slowly swept across the entire court, taking in all the officials.

He was comforted by the loyalty of his loyal ministers, but disheartened by the cowardice of his traitors.

He stepped up the nine jade steps step by step and calmly sat back on the long-lost dragon throne. Wang Muyun sat on the phoenix throne behind him, while Wang Xinyao and Zhao Haoxuan stood on both sides of the dragon throne.

The majestic aura of the imperial supreme ruler instantly enveloped the entire Golden Throne Hall, bringing all the noise to an abrupt halt.

He was silent for a moment, but this brief silence was more suffocating than any scolding, especially for the kneeling officials, who could almost hear their own heartbeats like drums.

Finally, Chen Qingfeng spoke, his voice was deep and powerful, and it reached the ears of every minister clearly.

"I know what happened today." He paused, his eyes like torches sweeping over the loyal ministers who had just been released and were excited.

"Those who were coerced by the rebellious son Chen Yingtao and his evil followers, and were forced to do what they wanted, yet still cared about the country and refused to go along with the corrupt, I will forgive them for what they did!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the officials who had been worried felt as if they had been pardoned. They all kowtowed in gratitude, saying, "Your Majesty is wise! Thank you for your grace!"

However, Chen Qingfeng's tone suddenly changed, and his voice suddenly became cold and sharp, like an ice spike in the coldest days of winter, piercing the hearts of those who were kneeling on the ground to apologize.

"But!" He paused, his gaze like a knife sweeping across the trembling figures. "Those who, for the sake of profit, forget their principles, sincerely join the traitors, aid the tyrants in their tyranny, and attempt to overthrow our government... The laws of our country are strict, and we will not tolerate them!"

"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

"I know my crime! I was confused for a moment!"

……

There was a sudden chorus of wailing and begging for mercy from the kneeling officials. Some of the timid ones could not bear the tremendous pressure and fear, and their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

At this time, a very senior veteran of three dynasties, who was also a member of the royal family, stood out tremblingly from the ranks of civil servants.

He did not surrender to Chen Yingtao, but his face was complicated at this moment.

He slowly knelt down and kowtowed heavily, his voice old and pleading: "Your Majesty... His Royal Highness the First Prince... After all, he is your blood, your own flesh and blood.

As for the fourth young master of the royal family, this old minister dares to say that judging from his actions, he was most likely bewitched by the evil Saint Son and lost his mind, which led him to commit such a heinous crime.

I also hope... I also hope that Your Majesty will consider the father-son relationship, investigate the whole story, give him a lenient sentence, and give him a chance to reform... " After the old minister finished speaking, he fell to the ground and could not get up.

Chen Qingfeng looked at the old minister, his eyes fluctuating slightly, but soon replaced by deeper heartache and determination.

He slammed the armrest of the dragon throne, his voice suddenly rising, filled with unquestionable anger: "Father-son relationship? When he colluded with evil spirits, caused chaos in the palace, assassinated his brothers, forced the officials, and even wanted to kill his father and the emperor, did he ever think of the father-son relationship at all?!

He is a prince, yet he has committed such an act. This crime is heinous. If I forgive him, how can I face my ancestors? How can I uphold the laws of the country? How can I comfort the people of the world?

Every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart and completely cutting off any possibility of pleading.

Upon hearing this, the old minister knew that the emperor had made up his mind and there was no room for maneuver. He could only sigh deeply and kowtow again.

"Your Majesty... make the holy judgment. It was... this old minister who was foolish and spoke carelessly. This old minister... is guilty." His voice was full of helplessness and sadness.

"Uncle, please get up first. I have something to announce next." Chen Qingfeng was silent for a while before he slowly spoke: "Someone, bring Concubine Liu up to me."

After a while, Concubine Liu was brought up.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was full of fear and despair, her legs were weak, and she was almost dragged to the center of the hall.

She fell to her knees and cried, "Your Majesty, I am innocent. It was the Red Robe Saint who bewitched Ying Tao. I was kept in the dark!"

"Princess Liu, the Queen and I have treated you and your son well, so why did you and Prince An plot against me?

Prince An is my half-brother, how could we possibly be together? I have never been attracted to you, much less forced you. If you two were in love, I would have made it happen.

Yet, you have been plotting against me for over twenty years, taking your own child and putting it on my head. Could it be that you were plotting to take the throne from that moment on?"

Chen Qingfeng shouted fiercely: "As for Yao'er's disappearance that year, was it you who planned it?"

"Your Majesty, you know everything?" Concubine Liu trembled, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer speak.

Prince An's expression was ashen: "I beg you to spare my life, my brother."

"Father, please forgive me. I have been possessed by a ghost. I am your son. You must believe in me." Chen Yingtao began to beg for mercy.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole court was in an uproar.

Chen Qingfeng looked at everyone, and then he announced that Chen Yingtao, Concubine Liu and others would be thrown into the Sky Prison and executed on a later date; those officials who defected to the rebels were also dismissed and investigated.

In the court, everyone bowed their heads and praised Your Majesty for his wisdom.