There are too many ruthless, domineering women who are considered "losers"!

At 9 PM tonight, a heavy snow fell throughout the imperial city.

The world was shrouded in white, and the withered yellow lanterns flickered in the palace, seemingly insignificant, yet an undeniable embellishment.

Lu Chang'an, dressed in white loose robes, sat in his bedchamber, waiting for someone to arrive.

I've seen this female demon many times in the revolving lantern.

He died at her hands more than twenty times.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them old acquaintances, except that he had met her, while she had never met him.

Since the other party's goal was not to be with us, there is still plenty of room for negotiation.

The time had come, and sure enough, footsteps could be heard outside.

The palace guards led a frail woman slowly into the palace gate.

The woman, just as predicted, wore purple, which accentuated her slender and exquisite figure. Her black hair was tied up with only a single flower hairpin. Her flawless face held a cold expression, showing no respect or admiration for the emperor, but rather an indifference.

This aura is very strong.

They came with ill intentions.

In the pitch-black, twilight snowy night, a young emperor calmly faces death, and a woman in purple, her face cold with murderous intent.

The moment the woman in purple stepped into the main hall, an invisible aura quickly enveloped the entire hall, like a golden bell covering the sleeping quarters, turning them into a cage.

"You are the new emperor."

Gu Wushuang released her hands from the bow, her back straight, looking down at him, but her tone was not arrogant.

Lu Chang'an smiled bitterly and said, "So it seems you're not here to serve me in bed."

Gu Wushuang retrieved her natal sword, Zhuxue, which she had nurtured for many years, from a powerful acupoint filled with true energy.

The blood-red light reflected in the candlelight looked particularly eerie.

Seeing the young emperor so calm, Gu Wushuang was surprised. She narrowed her eyes slightly, her killing intent almost overflowing, freezing the entire hall.

"It's obviously not."

As Gu Wushuang spoke, she drew her sword and approached Lu Chang'an, who was standing in front of the bed, step by step.

"Why were you chosen on draft day?"

Seeing the frail-looking Emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty who carried the entire destiny of the Great Yuan, Gu Wushuang couldn't help but think to herself that the world was absurd.

In this day and age, it would be strange if the world didn't descend into chaos if an emperor of that age were chosen.

"You're beautiful."

The young man smiled gracefully.

Such a simple and straightforward reason left Gu Wushuang momentarily stunned.

You look so beautiful.

These four simple words brought her back to eighty years ago.

The night of the palace banquet where the betrothal to that prince was arranged seemed to be accompanied by heavy snow.

Fortunately, Gu Wushuang's Dao heart was firm, and she quickly returned to normal.

In all my years of cultivating the Tao, I have never experienced such a dazed moment.

"you......"

"Choose a way to die."

Faced with the female demon's cold words, an ordinary person would have been terrified.

But there wasn't a single word of fear on Lu Chang'an's face.

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why bother choosing a method of death? Just remember to bury me with a straw mat after I die."

Lu Chang'an seemed to have closed his eyes and calmly faced death.

However, he cautiously opened his eyes and found that the female demon did not raise her sword to strike.

Just as the prophecy described.

This female demon didn't actually want to kill him.

Instead, she wanted to use him to get rid of the evil queen.

Seeing his subtle actions, Gu Wushuang's murderous intent suddenly turned three degrees colder:

"You really think I wouldn't dare kill you!"

The sword's edge was pointed directly at Lu Chang'an's neck, where bloodstains were already visible.

Lu Chang'an said indifferently, "Anyway, I've been a carefree prince for more than ten years in my life, and I've had enough of it. I don't want to be this puppet emperor either. If you want to kill me, then kill me. Hurry up and do it, or I'll miss the appointed time and be late in meeting the King of Hell."

Faced with such inner demons, Gu Wushuang really wanted to strike them down with her sword.

Her inner demons dissipated, and from then on, she no longer had to worry about this or that.

But with the patriarch's orders on his side, and the young emperor dying at this time, changes occurred in the palace, and everything was lost.

The ancestor had given her a second chance at life.

Without her ancestor, she wouldn't be where she is today.

All of this is thanks to the kindness of my parents in raising me.

Gu Wushuang snorted coldly and put down her sword: "Why should I do as you please?"

When Lu Chang'an saw her put down her sword, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, though his back was already covered in cold sweat.

"Since you won't kill me, nor will you sleep with me, then what are you here for?"

Lu Changjian said stupidly.

"You don't need to know." Gu Wushuang gave him a cold stare.

Lu Chang'an feigned enlightenment: "I understand! You've come to rid the world of this scourge."

Gu Wushuang frowned: "What makes you say that?"

Lu Chang'an waved his hand: "Don't you all blame me? The people are suffering, and everyone is starving. I'm the culprit for all of this, aren't I?"

"But I've only been on the throne for a few days. If the problem of this world can be solved by killing one person or wiping out an entire clan, then I might as well give up my life. But is that really the case?"

Gu Wushuang said calmly, "Killing someone doesn't need a reason; it's just a matter of impulse."

"Enough with the nonsense. Your life will fall into my hands sooner or later, just not now. So what if you're all talk?

Lu Chang'an thought to himself.

This woman is not easy to deal with.

"So, what do you need me to do now?" Lu Chang'an asked tentatively.

"lead the way."

......

Ning Shou Palace.

Empress Dowager Murong sat on her high throne, her phoenix eyes sharp and piercing. Her emerald-purple phoenix robe was draped loosely on the couch, revealing her smooth thighs and slender, bare feet. Her mistress was completely unaware of the allure she was displaying. She yawned lazily as she stepped onto the gold-threaded couch and glanced at the eunuch beside her.

"How many hours has it been?"

"I inform the Empress Dowager that it is already 11:45 PM."

Empress Dowager Murong nodded: "That's about it. Prepare the troops and send out the orders."

"Prepare troops and send orders?"

The wealthy old man was slightly taken aback.

It seems that this step is not in the process.

Empress Dowager Murong smiled lightly: "Recently, there have been undercurrents in the capital. Rumors say that I abused my power and killed the late emperor, and that I manipulate the emperor. Logically speaking, I should have accumulated quite a few assassins."

"Since he's an assassin, he should be captured by the imperial guards..."

Empress Dowager Murong waved her hand, interrupting Eunuch Fu's speech: "No need, let them do it."

The eunuch was no longer able to fathom the Empress Dowager's thoughts.

The Empress Dowager now has a lot of information, which she no longer discusses with him in person.

"What is the Empress Dowager thinking...?"

"What makes you think you have the audacity to interfere in my affairs?"

Empress Dowager Murong's words were icy cold and showed no mercy whatsoever.

"This servant is guilty! This servant deserves to die!"

The wealthy old man immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness, his body covered in cold sweat.

Empress Dowager Murong stared at the old eunuch before her, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

Those who knew about what happened in the palace back then are almost all dead.

But this eunuch is the only one who has survived to this day.

Murong Yuyan's early life was like a drifting duckweed, clinging to countless people.

Having finally gained power and influence, wouldn't it be a waste if even the slightest mistake were to be leaked?

If this young emperor is obedient, he could be established as emperor.

If they don't listen, they'll be ruined.

However, the safest way is still to establish one's own son as heir.