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

Chapter 430 Conspiracy

Nangong Liuli's expression turned ugly, and her eyes darkened, but she refused to admit it.

"I can not understand what you say?"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head, and the shackles on her wrists made a harsh sound when they hit the stone wall.

Nangong Liuli snorted coldly and said with a sneer, "Now, I am a prisoner, barely surviving. How can I have the ability to change the world like you said?"

Jiang Wantang smiled sarcastically, his eyes growing colder by the second: "You don't have it, but he does!"

They both knew who this "he" was referring to.

Nangong Liuli's body stiffened, and her expression became indescribably ugly.

Jiang Wantang stared at her with a deep gaze, and the coldness in his eyes grew stronger.

"He planned all of this step by step."

"Am I right?"

After saying that, without waiting for Nangong Liuli's reaction, she continued on her own: "After all, he is the only relative I value in this world. If he 'died', how could I remain indifferent?"

"But bringing me into the game would only make Ji Wuyuan unhappy, but it wouldn't shake the foundation of the Great Sheng Dynasty..."

"But what if we add the King of Zhenbei, who commands hundreds of thousands of troops?"

"As a result, Ji Wuyuan and I became enemies, the two brothers started killing each other, the war between the Northern Territory and the imperial court resumed, and a new battle for the throne began."

"And you..." Jiang Wantang's cold voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"Just hide in the shadows, wait for them to fight to the point of mutual destruction, and then reap the benefits?"

"You are trying to start a war for your own selfish desires, but have you ever thought about the millions of ordinary people in Dasheng?!"

Nangong Liuli's face twisted for a moment, and he sneered: "There is no evidence, all of this is just fabricated by you."

"Let's not talk about whether Jiang Huaizhou is still alive. Even if he is alive, he is a prisoner like me, at the mercy of others."

"Even if it's true as you say, what do the people of this world have to do with us?"

"Since ancient times, the victors have been kings and the victors have been bandits."

"Now that you're sitting on the throne of Queen, standing alongside that tyrant, I'm afraid you're hoping for Jiang Huaizhou's death, right?"

Nangong Liuli tried to provoke Jiang Wantang and avoid the topic.

Jiang Wantang clenched his fists and looked coldly at the person in front of him.

She was never angry at Nangong Liuli, but at her brother Jiang Huaizhou, who had told her since childhood that he wanted to be a good official and benefit the people when he grew up.

Jiang Wantang didn't understand why her handsome and kind-hearted brother had become so unrecognizable.

Almost...

Their conspiracy was almost successful.

The brother she valued the most used her, schemed against her, and nearly killed her other important brother...

besides......

Jiang Wantang felt a sharp pain in his heart, and an indescribable heaviness and pain spread throughout his body.

At this point, she didn't know whether she felt more sadness or pain in her heart.

Why......

Why was it him?

She regarded him as her only relative in her life.

Jiang Wantang didn't say anything else. She slowly turned around, took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her heart, and walked out of the hall step by step.

I came here just to get an answer.

Now, the answer is here.

There was no need for her to stay any longer.

When he reached the palace gate, Jiang Wantang stopped and said in a cold voice, "Nangong Liuli, I won't let you succeed."

Nangong Liuli was stunned for a moment, his expression instantly ferocious, and he said excitedly: "Jiang Wantang, what do you want to do?!

"Are you crazy?"

"Don't forget your last name!"

"..."

"Jiang Wantang, you will die a miserable death!"

"..."

Nangong Liuli's angry curses came intermittently from behind.

Jiang Wantang no longer cared. She walked out of the abandoned palace step by step, her steps heavier than ever before.

After walking out of the abandoned palace, she looked up at the rare warm winter sun outside, her eyes calm and dim.

Even the warm sunlight shining on her could not dispel the haze in her heart at this moment.

After a moment, Jiang Wantang took out the white flower hairpin from her sleeve and smiled self-deprecatingly. Her nose felt sore and her eyes unconsciously turned moist and red.

Then she threw it directly to the ground and crushed it with her foot.

Leng Mei and Leng Xue, who were watching from a distance, saw her walking towards them with a bad look on her face. They didn't dare to say anything and just followed her silently.

Several people slowly walked towards Fengqi Palace.

At this time, inside Fengqi Palace.

Ji Wuyuan, dressed in a black robe embroidered with a gold dragon, was standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. The sunlight reflected a cold golden light on his body. He looked like a noble and aloof immortal exiled from the flashy world, sacred and inviolable.

He stood there quietly, his slender fingers stroking the black jade ring, his deep eyes looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

On the other side, Wang Fuhai was busy directing the palace maids and eunuchs to move things into Fengqi Palace.

Even though Jiang Wantang said Fengqi Palace was very good and didn't need any more purchases, Ji Wuyuan still gave her a bunch of things as rewards after the court session.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Fuhai bowed and walked behind Ji Wuyuan. He was so busy in the winter that he was sweating.

After leaving the court, Ji Wuyuan hurried to Fengqi Palace. He stood in the courtyard for a long time, but did not see the Queen return. Her tall and straight back looked a little lonely.

Seeing this, Wang Fuhai stepped forward and said kindly, "Your Majesty must have been bored for a long time recently, so she went out for a walk. You..."

However, before he could finish his words, he saw Jiang Wantang slowly walking towards him in the distance.

When I got closer, I realized that her face didn't look very good.

Ji Wuyuan's deep eyes darkened and he strode towards her.

He looked at her ugly face, raised his hand and held her cold little hand, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"But what's wrong with your body, huh?"

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her. Seeing the worry in his eyes that was not fake at all, her eyes became more complicated.

Ever since she came out of the abandoned palace, she had been trapped in complicated and negative thoughts, which were extremely intense and difficult to describe.

Seeing Jiang Wantang remained silent, Ji Wuyuan looked at Wang Fuhai and said in a deep voice, "Call the imperial physician!"

Jiang Wantang regained her composure and subconsciously pulled her hand back from Ji Wuyuan's embrace. She said calmly, "No need. I'm fine. I just walked for a while and am a little tired."

Ji Wuyuan clearly saw the complex emotions surging in her eyes.