The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

In order to avoid being discovered, Jiang Wantang asked Concubine Yu to leave first.

Then, she wrapped up the two people on the couch and took them to the side yard where Lei Shi and the others were.

The strong smell of luxury in the hall hit Jiang Wantang in the face. He frowned and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

She looked up and saw a pile of men's clothes in the hall...

Here and there, scattered everywhere, in a mess...

In the center of the hall, a group of people huddled together tightly.

The person in the middle had his eyes tightly closed, his face looking depressed and painful.

Such a ridiculous scene would be so shocking that anyone would not be able to look at it directly.

Pianjiang Wantang looked indifferent, without any expression, as if he was looking at a group of livestock.

Then she threw Empress Dowager Qi, who was wrapped in a brocade quilt, over.

The fragrance of Empress Dowager Qi was even stronger, and from time to time she could hear the sound of a bone-chilling...

She instantly attracted the attention of those tall and burly men, and they all turned and walked towards her...

Jiang Wantang looked at Empress Dowager Qi who was surrounded by them, her eyes were cold and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

If she had not been prepared, she would have been the one lying on the ground being trampled upon.

The Qi family had planned everything, but they could not have expected that Concubine Yu, who had been crazy for more than ten years, would suddenly wake up.

I didn't expect that a girl from the countryside like her would know kung fu.

With Empress Dowager Qi, Lei Shi was abandoned aside by his good brothers. The burly man who was still a strong man not long ago was now thrown to the ground like a pile of mud in a weird posture.

There was a large pool of blood on the ground, and it was not difficult to imagine what a tragic scene it had been.

Looking at Lei Shi who was gasping for breath, Jiang Wantang curled his lips and smiled, his eyes icy cold.

Think this is the end?

Oh... the fun has just begun...

Lei Shi saw Jiang Wantang standing beside him, his face twisted instantly, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

He opened his mouth, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Wantang raised the corners of her mouth, and her smile was like a poppy blooming in the dark night, beautiful yet deadly, with a bright light flashing in her eyes.

It is breathtakingly beautiful, yet it also makes people feel endless chill.

She pulled out a dagger, which emitted a cold light in the dim light, and walked towards Lei Shi step by step.

Lei Shi looked at her with horror and wanted to retreat, but his body was unable to move.

Jiang Wantang showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth: "There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. Then I will send you to hell..."

As she finished her words, she raised her knife and swung it down, blood splattering and staining her clothes red.

The knife went down again and again until the man was like a broken rag bag, lying in a pool of blood, motionless and very bloody.

On the other side, the people who were enjoying themselves were making more and more noises.

He had no idea what was happening in the hall, which shows how fierce the battle was and how much energy was invested.

When Xie Zhiyan hurried over, he heard the noise coming from the hall, which was neither loud nor soft but clear enough. His eyes turned bloodshot instantly and his hands were shaking.

The Dali Temple Minister, who had always been careless, was now full of panic.

Xie Zhiyan pushed open the door of the palace and saw Jiang Wantang standing in a pool of blood. The dagger in her hand was still dripping with blood, her skirt was covered with blood, her eyes were bloodthirsty, and a strange smile was raised at the corner of her mouth.

Lei Shi was lying in a pool of blood, his hands and feet had been chopped off, and his eyes had been gouged out. The most terrifying thing was that a hideous wound started from the bottom of his neck and slid all the way to the end of his belly. Bright red blood gushed out like a spring, staining the surrounding ground red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the scene was shocking.

Another disembowelment...

Xie Zhiyan's pupils suddenly trembled, and his scarlet eyes, which had not yet faded, were full of shock and astonishment.

When he saw clearly the face of the woman who was surrounded by a group of men in the hall, he looked at Jiang Wantang in even more disbelief.

He spoke, unable to conceal his surprise: "Jiang Wantang, are you crazy?"

"Do you know what you're doing?!"

Xie Zhiyan's voice was a little hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.

When Jiang Wantang saw him appear, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Xie Zhiyan to wake up so quickly and come so suddenly.

But it was only for a moment.

Jiang Wantang looked at Xie Zhiyan coldly without answering.

There was no emotion in her eyes, as if the person in front of her was just an insignificant stranger.

Then he withdrew his gaze, walked towards the Minister of Justice Wang Anping who was leaning in the corner, dragged him to the pool of blood next to Lei Shi, and stuffed the blood-stained dagger into his hand.

When Xie Zhiyan saw Wang Anping in disheveled clothes, the surprise in his eyes was beyond words.

He couldn't imagine what had happened during the time he was unconscious.

How did these people get together?

After Jiang Wantang finished all this, he turned around.

Xie Zhiyan took a step forward and grabbed her arm.

Jiang Wantang turned around, looked at him, and sneered, his eyes full of mockery: "Why, Master Xie, are you going to arrest me and take me to the Dali Temple for interrogation?"

Xie Zhiyan's expression froze, and he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart.

At this moment, Jiang Wantang was like a hedgehog with sharp spines all over its body, poking anyone who came close.

Xie Zhiyan opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard a lot of people walking towards the side hall.

His eyes suddenly became sharp: "Follow me."

He held Jiang Wantang's arm tightly with an irresistible momentum.

Jiang Wantang couldn't break free and could only be taken away by him.

At this time, a group of people, led by Nanny Sun who was beside the Queen Mother, were rushing to the side hall to catch the traitor.

It turned out that a cup of tea ago, someone was saying that a concubine in the harem was found having an affair in a side hall and causing chaos in the harem.

At that time, Ji Wuyuan and several ministers were discussing important matters in the Xuanzheng Hall. Nanny Sun conveyed the Queen Mother's oral instructions and led a group of people to the side hall.

Everyone stood outside the side hall door, listening to the bursts of... sounds coming one after another from inside. Even the dumbest person would understand what was happening inside.

All the concubines and female relatives lowered their heads, their pretty faces flushed red. Only Concubine Bai slightly curled the corners of her lips, as if she was enjoying the show.

The male relatives also looked unnatural and embarrassed.

Judging from the sounds, there was obviously more than one man in the hall.

If that woman is really a concubine in the harem, then she has cuckolded His Majesty several times in public.

Thinking of this, the look of anticipation in everyone's eyes grew stronger, and they looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward and push open the palace door.

Nanny Sun said that the Queen Mother had sent someone to report to His Majesty, and the matter was left to His Majesty to decide.

Then, Nanny Sun stood at the palace gate, her eyelids slightly drooping, her eyes filled with undisguised mockery. She thought to herself, "One woman to rule over many men. Jiang Wantang, that little bitch, will be ruined. His Majesty will not forgive her. As long as she dies, the Empress Dowager will be at peace..."

After a while, Ji Wuyuan arrived outside the side hall, and several ministers headed by Duke Qi and Qi Ming stood behind him.

Ji Wuyuan stood at the door of the side hall, listening to the noise inside, his eyes dark and deep, stroking the black jade ring on his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.