Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, Lord Cui, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, and the head of the Cui family request an audience."

Leng Qingyi is cultivating feelings with the baby in Zhongliyuan's belly.

Hearing the announcement, Leng Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that the head of the Cui family would come soon, but he didn't expect him to come so soon.

It seems that Cui is more aware of the current situation than she imagined.

Not to mention a century-old family, even a thousand-year-old family would find it difficult to compete with a country.

"Let them wait in the Qinzheng Hall."

"Yes."

Leng Qingyi adjusted his expression, changed into a more dignified dragon robe and went to the Qinzheng Hall.

In the past few days, Leng Qingyi repaired the injured parts of Leng Er.

Coaxing Leng San to follow Leng Yi and Leng Er on the road.

He also followed Leng Si to the Ministry of Justice prison to interrogate many people.

A lot of information was obtained from it, but it was not made public.

No one, including the Minister of Justice, knew that information.

Not to mention the Cui family head and his group who were always in a hurry on their way.

When Leng Qing arrived at the Qinzheng Hall, the three of them had already drunk two cups of tea in the side hall.

After being summoned, he tidied his appearance and went to the main hall.

The head of a century-old family like this should be shown respect even to the emperor.

The heritage of a century-old family is immeasurable, and the value it can create is enough to gain a foothold in front of the royal family.

But when the head of the Cui family saw Leng Qingyi, he knelt down immediately.

"Your humble servant pays homage to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live the Emperor."

"Greetings, my Royal Brother, I hope you are well."

Leng Qingyi ignored the two Cui brothers and looked at the eighth prince Zhongli Che with an eagle-like gaze, who was full of dissatisfaction.

"Have you read the confession?"

Although Zhongli Che knelt down with his two uncles, he did not show the slightest respect, and held his back straight and his neck high.

That’s how they knelt down just now. His two uncles knelt down and kowtowed.

He just knelt on the ground with a dry and reluctant look on his face.

Today, the emperor still asked questions in the same way, with his neck held high and his lips pouting, as if someone had robbed him of millions of taels of silver.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cui Ze secretly glanced at Zhongli Che out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing Zhongli Che's expression, he instantly became furious.

Before coming, the two of them repeatedly told him about the current status of the emperor and the situation of their Cui family.

Afraid that he wouldn't understand, the two of them broke it down and explained the pros and cons to him in plain language.

He was fine when they were greeting each other, and I thought this guy had listened to what they both said.

They didn't expect what was waiting for them here.

Now the emperor is watching from above, otherwise he would have to stand up and kick this useless nephew twice.

I don’t know what he is so proud of. Now that the head of Cui family, his biggest backer, has knelt down, what else can he rely on?

There are so many people here who are dissatisfied and angry that they really want to send him back to be retrained.

How could there be such a stupid person in the Cui family?

Leng Qing glanced at the disappointed look on Cui Ze's face and ignored it.

After waiting for a while and seeing that he still didn't speak, Leng Qing took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

"It seems that Eighth Prince is too embarrassed to speak, so the contents of his confession are all true. You colluded with the Cui family to harm my concubines and offspring, and secretly raised soldiers with the intention of rebellion."

"Nie Yueming, draft an edict. The Eighth Prince, Zhongli Che, has harmed the heir to the throne, raised private soldiers, gathered a crowd to cause riots, and incited the people to rebellion. He shall be executed immediately!"

"The Cui family..."

Before he could finish his remaining words, he was interrupted by the head of the Cui family.

"Your Majesty! Think again. This was not done by our Cui family. We are a family of loyal and righteous people for generations. Please be clear with your eyes."

While Cui Guan, the head of the Cui family, was attracting the emperor's attention, Cui Ze gave Zhong Li Che a slap in the face at lightning speed.

The slap made Zhongli Che stagger and almost fall to the ground.

"Evil creature, are you going to kill the Cui family?"

Cui Ze's eyes were filled with disappointment and nervousness. He leaned towards Zhong Li Che and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Zhongli Che was already afraid when he heard the emperor's words of immediate execution, and was then slapped in the face by his own uncle.

His confused mind suddenly became a little clearer.

"I didn't, I didn't, I didn't do this."

When Zhongli Che spoke, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"If it wasn't you, then who did it? If it wasn't you, why would they point you out?"

Zhongli Che pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Cui Ze was so anxious that he wanted to slap this stupid idiot again, but unfortunately the emperor was watching.

He couldn't hold back that slap just now.

"If you don't say it, that means you agree. Someone, drag him out."

Now, those serving in the palace are all personal guards trained by Leng Ba at Leng Qingyi's request.

Although his fighting power is not that great, his loyalty is real.

Before Zhong Li Che could figure out whether to say it or how to say it, someone came in and held him up.

Cui Guan and Cui Ze looked at the emperor in surprise, then turned to look at their useless nephew.

Seeing that he was really dragged away, both of them were a little panicked.

The emperor sitting before them had been on the throne for only two years, and they had not yet figured out his temperament.

I really don't know whether the emperor will really drag the eighth prince out and behead him.

The emperor had just returned from a victorious battle, and even if he really executed the eighth prince, the officials would not dare to say anything.

The people would not say that the emperor was cold-blooded and heartless.

The woman who spread rumors about the emperor while he was away on a military expedition wanted to kill the emperor's first child.

He also incited and deceived the people, trying to use the people to harm the emperor they respected.

The people would only applaud when someone was killed.

When Zhongli Che was dragged to the threshold, a great fear suddenly arose in his heart.

When he looked up and met the eyes of the man he had once looked down upon the most, or the man who had never considered him a brother, he felt a chill all over his body when he saw the murderous intent in his eyes.

He... seemed like he would really kill himself.

This seems different from what he said...

Didn’t he say that he didn’t dare to do anything to himself?

The thought of being dragged to the vegetable market, being thrown rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs by the people, and even being beheaded was terrifying.

Zhongli Che unleashed his unprecedented potential and clung to the threshold with all his might.

"Brother, I was wrong. I really didn't do this. I don't know why this happened."

"Uncle Eldest, Uncle Eighth, please save me. I don't want to die yet."

"Brother, please let me go. That person is lying. I really didn't do such a thing."

"No matter how much of a jerk I am, I would never target a woman, especially a pregnant woman."

"I certainly wouldn't use those dirty tricks that only women in the harem would use to harm others."

"Royal brother, it really wasn't me!"

"Uncle, save me!"

Zhongli Che desperately clung to the door sill and shouted towards the people inside the hall, his face flushed.

The two bodyguards tried their best to pull the man away but failed.

Just when two more people came and were about to pry open Zhong Li Che's fingers, Leng Qing raised his hand and signaled them to let him go.

Zhongli Che was thrown to the ground. Feeling that he had landed on solid ground, he shed two lines of tears.