On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Park Yong-hwan trembled as he climbed to his feet, still not daring to look up. He raised his hands above his head, holding a scroll wrapped in bright yellow satin.

"Your Majesty! My lord deeply feels Your Majesty's divine authority and regrets having previously offended the Celestial Empire. Therefore, I have sent a foreign minister to offer a letter of surrender! Goguryeo is willing to be your vassal forever and pay tribute year after year. I will never regret it! I only ask Your Majesty to cease the war and grant Goguryeo a chance to survive!"

As he spoke, tears streamed down his face and he almost couldn't speak.

The attendant quickly presented the gift list, which listed precious items such as gold, silver, jewelry, ginseng, sable fur, etc.

The eunuch took the letter of surrender and the gift list and presented them to Murong Yan.

Murong Yan didn't even reach out to take it, but just signaled the eunuch with her eyes to put it on the table beside her.

The corner of her mouth curled up in a faint, sarcastic arc.

"Submit? Pay tribute?" She repeated softly, as if she had heard something ridiculous. "Park Yong-hwan, lift your head."

Park Yong-hwan trembled all over and raised his head with difficulty, meeting Murong Yan's bottomless, icy phoenix eyes. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed.

"Look at me," Murong Yan's voice remained calm, yet it carried a heavy weight. "Look at the vast land of Liaodong, Haizhou, Anzhou, and even the city of Pyongyang. Do I need you, Goguryeo, to pay tribute?"

Every word she spoke was like a heavy hammer hitting Park Yong-hwan's heart.

Park Yong-hwan's face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring down his face. He stammered, "Your Majesty is so powerful that you don't need it, but I, the people of Goguryeo, are sincerely loyal and only ask for Your Majesty's magnanimity."

"Manabolic?" Murong Yan interrupted him, a stern look flashing in her phoenix eyes. "I gave you a chance. I gave it to Haizhou before, and I gave it to Anzhou before, but you just refused!" Her voice suddenly rose, filled with murderous intent. "Now that you're at your wit's end, you're thinking of asking for peace? How can such a good deal be possible in this world?"

Park Yong-hwan was so frightened that his soul was about to leave his body. He kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, calm down! Your Majesty, calm down! It was all the treacherous ministers who had previously harmed the country! My lord was young and was deceived by these villains! Now he has come to his senses! As long as Your Majesty is willing to withdraw the troops, we will agree to any conditions, any conditions!"

He was already incoherent and only wanted to save his life and royal bloodline.

Murong Yan looked at him coldly as he kowtowed like crazy. After a while, she leaned back on the phoenix chair and her tone returned to an almost lazy and indifferent tone:

"Well, since you agree to any conditions," she paused and glanced at Lin Zhen who was sitting quietly beside her. Lin Zhen nodded slightly to her, giving her silent encouragement.

Murong Yan then looked back at Park Yong-hwan, and with a slight movement of her red lips, she uttered the words that would determine the fate of Goguryeo:

"The conditions are simple."

"First, the name of Goguryeo will be abolished, and its territory will be permanently incorporated into our Holy Emblem territory and established as the Andong Protectorate."

"Secondly, the Gao royal family, from Gao Zang and Gao Yun on down, all direct lineage members, and all officials of the fifth rank and above, and their families, must bind themselves and leave the city within three days. They must kneel outside the east gate of Pyongyang to greet the heavenly soldiers and await my decision."

"Third, all defenders in Pyongyang must immediately lay down their weapons, disarm, and surrender."

"By following these three conditions, I can guarantee the lives of ordinary people in Pyongyang."

These three conditions, especially the second one, clearly aim to uproot and completely exterminate the ruling class of Goguryeo!

The so-called "awaiting sentencing" is no different from direct execution!

After hearing this, Park Yong-hwan was struck by lightning. His face turned from pale to gray in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been pulled out. His whole body was shaking violently, and his mouth was open, but no sound came out.

This condition is not a request for peace at all, but an order for them to commit collective suicide!

"Your Majesty!" He struggled to his feet, tears streaming down his face, his voice hoarse and desperate. "This condition is far too harsh! What crime have the royal family, the officials, and their families committed to deserve this? Your Majesty! Please have mercy! Please have mercy!"

He cried and kowtowed desperately, and blood soon appeared on his forehead.

Murong Yan looked at him expressionlessly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes. She even turned her head slightly and whispered to Lin Zhen beside her in a tone of complaint with a hint of coquettishness:

"Look at them, my husband. They want to surrender, but they are reluctant to die. It's really troublesome." Her voice was very soft, but in the silent hall, it was clearly heard by everyone, making her voice even more cruel.

Lin Zhen looked at her gently without saying a word. He just reached out and gently patted the back of her hand on the armrest to show comfort and support.

When Park Yong-hwan heard Murong Yan's words, he was completely desperate.

He knew there was no turning back. He collapsed on the ground, his mind in turmoil, muttering, "I, your lord, would never dare to agree to such a condition. I, your lord, will never agree to it."

"You won't agree?" Murong Yan's voice suddenly turned cold, like ice in the coldest days of winter. "Then wait for the city to be destroyed and everyone to die! Go back and tell Gao Zang and Gao Yun! I'll give them three days to consider! After three days, if there is no reply, or the reply does not satisfy me, everyone in Pyongyang will be wiped out!"

After she finished speaking, she no longer looked at Park Yong-hwan who was lying limp as mud, and stood up!

The action is decisive and full of impatience!

The five-meter dark-gold tail that was scattered on the ground was suddenly lifted up as she suddenly stood up!

The luxurious brocade brushed across the ground, raising fine dust with a swish sound!

As the train suddenly floated up, the "gold woven all over the floor" lining was revealed, which was densely woven with gold threads and gleamed with a cold light like the final judgment under the light of the hall!

The pattern of Hundred Phoenixes Facing the Sun suddenly burst out with a ruthless and dazzling golden light. The light was full of the meaning of destruction and end. It was noble and brilliant, and carried an absolute will that left no room for doubt and no room for compromise!

This fleeting glimpse completely shattered Goguryeo's last hope!

The hem of her skirt fell, covering up the cold golden light and the final judgment.

Murong Yan turned around, no longer paying attention to the wailing of the envoy behind her, and said softly to Lin Zhen: "Husband, let's go. The smell here is not good."

Her tone instantly changed from the coldness just now to dependence and coquettishness towards her lover.

Lin Zhen also stood up, naturally extended his arm for her to hold, and replied softly: "Okay, let's go back."

The two men left together, leaving the Goguryeo envoy, who was lying on the ground like a bereaved family, and his "surrender letter" that was doomed to be unaccepted in the dead silent and solemn antechamber.

The negotiations completely collapsed.

The fifth day of the sixth month, the second year of Shenghui.

The atmosphere outside the city was different from the solemn and tense one month ago.

The Daqian military camp was in good order, and the patrols were proceeding step by step, but there was less eagerness to attack the city.

On the contrary, the long-recovered cities of Anzhou and Haizhou, as well as the newly annexed villages and towns outside Pyongyang, were bustling with activity. Murong Yan had already issued her decree: temporarily suspend the assault on Pyongyang, and instead focus on developing the occupied territories, building a solid foundation, and waiting for Pyongyang to run out of food and collapse.