Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

In the early autumn, a great event happened in Southern Chu State. The traitor Feng Ziye and his party were escorted back to Beijing to wait for Emperor Wu's trial.

Feng Ziye was tied up, and knelt in front of Emperor Wu and Nan Qianmo, looking embarrassed, his eyes were red like a lunatic, looking at Nan Qianmo's eyes, he wished to cut her into pieces.

"My lord, are you safe?"

It was Emperor Wu who spoke, his immature voice was full of sarcasm, and his demeanor resembled Nan Qianmo so much that the palace people beside him couldn't help sighing that he was indeed the emperor trained and taught by Nan Qianmo.

"Bah! Yellow-haired boy, just pretend to be a tiger! Continue to hide behind this old witch and be your puppet emperor!"

Feng Ziye laughed, and stared at Emperor Wu with those crazy eyes. Emperor Wu felt very uncomfortable and frowned. Nan Qianmo didn't speak or look at him. He suddenly felt helpless at the moment.

"What? Nothing to say? Hahahahaha!"

Feng Ziye laughed crazily, as if watching a joke.

"Can you win, by what means, by whom, does it matter? The most important thing is that you are the one who loses, my lord."

Emperor Wu was very nervous, so nervous that he was a little nauseous, but Nan Qianmo didn't speak, so he had to continue talking. As soon as he said this, the man's laughter stopped.

"Little emperor, you speak so loudly. Do you think you can win me over by yourself?"

As soon as Feng Ziye said this, Emperor Wu's grip on the handle of the chair became tighter, and Nan Qianmo put his hand on the back of Emperor Wu's hand at this time, and said gracefully: "One person's strength, of course, can't bring down your prince. , in the same way, the strength of one person can't bring down Emperor Wu, can't he?"

Nan Qianmo's eyes looked at Feng's father and son. In the battle of lips and tongues, Nan Qianmo really never lost to anyone...except Gong Xianqing.

"Nan Qianmo! Kill me if you want! Don't humiliate me again!"

Feng Ziye wanted to rush forward, but the soldiers behind him held him tightly, making him unable to struggle.

"It's you who brought shame on yourself."

Nan Qianmo took a sip of tea, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, Nan Qianmo was a too cruel hunter, she would not make her prey happy, but would torture her prey repeatedly.

"Winner and loser, Nan Qianmo, there will be a day when it will be your turn."

Feng Ziye groaned, with a desperate smile on the corner of his mouth, but Nan Qianmo just smiled, didn't speak, didn't respond, and didn't judge. He brought some tea to Emperor Wu and smiled softly at Emperor Wu. He moved his voice, and imitated Nan Qianmo's tea tasting.

Even the palace people around them couldn't figure out what the two of them wanted to do, so Feng Ziye's heart was naturally very tormented. At this moment between life and death, the two people on the opposite side looked calm and indifferent.

"Nan Qianmo! What do you want!"

Feng Ziye looked at Nan Qianmo viciously, only to see that the smile on the corner of her mouth remained unchanged, still elegant and moving.

"My lord, you are asking the wrong person. What to do, the emperor has the final say."

Nan Qianmo continued to drink tea as if nothing had happened, while Emperor Wu propped his head on one hand, and looked at Feng Ziye with a lack of interest, and the nervousness just now was swept away.

"My lord, do you want to have a good time?"

Emperor Wu opened his mouth slowly, while Feng Ziye chuckled a few times and said, "If you fart, let it go!"

"Okay, come here, lock the prince's pipa bone, cut off the tendons in his hands and feet, and imprison the partial palace. I don't want him to die. If he dies, you will all be buried with him."

As soon as these words came out, almost all the palace people knelt down, trembling, they had never thought that a child could have such means, they all thought he was angry, and quickly knelt down.

"You... what did you say?!"

Feng Ziye couldn't believe what Emperor Wu said, and he didn't seem interested in saying it a second time, so he refilled Nan Qianmo's tea, but Nan Qianmo was not surprised.

After watching the guards bring Feng Ziye down, Tuliu Feng and his son knelt on the spot.

"I killed you! Killed you!!"

Outside the hall, Feng Ziye was still roaring like crazy, but both of them turned a deaf ear to it.

"It's your turn."

Emperor Wu looked at Feng's father and son coldly, maybe they finally saw the so-called royal family for the first time, they stood at the pinnacle of the country, benevolent and cruel.

Nan Qianmo's index finger kept tapping on the tea seat, making an interesting melody, which was the action she was most used to when thinking about problems.

At this moment, Nan Qianmo leaned over to whisper a few words into Emperor Wu's ear, and Emperor Wu nodded, then turned his head and said, "Choose, dead or alive?"

Feng Shi opened his mouth almost without hesitation.

"die."

Feng Hongfei spoke without hesitation.

"live."

At this moment, Feng Shi looked at his son in disbelief, and saw that he was expressionless, staring straight at the ground, as if he was a soulless person, without even the expression of fear.

"I heard that since the last war, your relationship with Jueyin Pavilion has not been good..."

Emperor Wu said softly, before anyone could react, he continued: "Come here, wear Feng Shi's pipa bone, and hand it over to the people of Jueyin Pavilion!"

Who is the Jueyin Pavilion? Assassins, they will never let go of those who have a grudge. Now that Feng Shi has lost his martial arts and is sent to the Jueyin Pavilion, it is probably more ominous.

"And you..."

Nan Qianmo listened to Emperor Wu's words, and his eyes fell on Feng Hongfei, who showed a smile at the moment, as if he was the one who got revenge.

"Abolishing my martial arts is fine, but I just want to see my sister."

Nan Qianmo raised her eyebrows. Listening to Feng Hongfei's words, she searched her mind for a long time, but she didn't remember that this person had a younger sister.

"You hate your father?"

It's just that Nan Qianmo sensed this very sensitively, and Feng Hongfei looked up at Nan Qianmo at this moment, and nodded without hesitation.

Nan Qianmo sighed, looked at Emperor Wu, and said that he had no problem with this person.

"Abolish his martial arts and send him out of the palace."

Emperor Wu waved his hand, signaling to take him away. After the trial of the three people, Emperor Wu was almost exhausted, and suddenly smiled sweetly at Nan Qianmo from his serious appearance just now.

"You..."

Nan Qianmo patted Emperor Wu's forehead lightly, and smiled softly.

"You did a good job just now, I believe that soon...you will be able to be on your own."

Nan Qianmo didn't intervene this time, he just wanted to see what punishment Emperor Wu would have, but now it seems that he is also a cruel hunter, and this kind of ruthlessness is what an emperor should have.

Southern Chu State, Kunzhou, Tianxiang Tower.

Leng Moyan looked at Feng Shi in front of him with a cold face, spat in disgust, and turned his eyes away from the blood-stained person.

"Nan Qianmo is really a good plan."

Leng Moyan pressed his temple, he really didn't want to provoke an opponent like Nan Qianmo again.

"How to say?"

Shang Zhiyin doesn't like Feng Shi, and now that he has been deprived of martial arts and sent to her, isn't this a good opportunity for revenge?

"She didn't kill Feng Shi herself, because she didn't want to maximize the conflict between the court and the Jianghu. After all, things are always reversed. This man still has many blind followers."

Leng Moyan had a cold face, her injury hadn't recovered yet, Nan Qianmo sent such a problem, asking herself to be such a bad person.

"Kill it, and take it as a reward."

Later, Feng Shi died and was carried out from the Tianxiang Tower, and people from all corners of the country heard the news and said that it was the hands of the Jueyin Pavilion. Gotta clean it up.

The feud in the Jianghu has always been the law of the jungle, and the people in the Jianghu only dared to be angry and dare not speak out, but they did not expect that the old nest of Jueyin Pavilion was taken away, but they still had the strength to kill Feng Shi, but after Feng Shi died, Feng Hongfei disappeared , There is really no Fenglin Villa in the world anymore.

In the first year of Emperor Wu of the Southern Chu Kingdom, Zhongli Moyan, the eldest princess of the Kingdom of God, returned to the Kingdom of God with ghost soldiers, suppressed the imperial city by force, pulled Zhong Lilie from the throne, tied him up, and paraded him through the streets. He was shown to the public and sued for his crimes. Later, he was beheaded in the capital square, and his head fell on the city wall for three days and three nights.

In the same year, when Zhongli Moyan ascended the throne and took the title of Emperor Mo, the first thing he did was to sign a permanent alliance with the Southern Chu Kingdom and return the ghost talisman.

In the second year of Emperor Mo, Emperor Mo Zhongli Moyan revised the law, and the same-sex marriage was allowed in the divine decree. Although there was a backlash, she resisted all opinions and insisted on making the decree.

In the same year, Zhongli Moyan married his bodyguard Leng Xiaowu as queen, and made his fourteenth brother Zhongliyi the crown prince.

Since Emperor Mo came to the throne, he has achieved countless political achievements, and soon people forgot about Zhongli Moyan's bold reforms, same-sex marriage, and the market was full of voices praising Zhongli Moyan.

Time flies, and the Southern Chu Kingdom has now entered the seventh year of Emperor Wu.

Emperor Wu was 15 years old. Just a year ago, Nanqianmo had seldom managed the government, leaving Emperor Wu to take full responsibility.

And he was in the harem with Gong Xianqing every day, like an old couple.

"Nan Qianmo..."

Gong Xianqing lay on Nan Qianmo's naked back, and rubbed her face lightly a few times.

"Do you remember what you promised me seven years ago?"

Nan Qianmo moved her body, then turned to look at Gong Xianqing.

"remember."

With a lazy and charming voice, Gong Xianqing felt that if Nan Qianmo became a monster, he would be no match for him!

"Then you...! Why don't you pay homage to me?"

Nan Qianmo chuckled, raised her head and kissed Gong Xianqing, and said, "Now is not the time."

In the seventh year of Emperor Wu, one day Nan Qianmo had a long discussion with Emperor Wu in the Hall of Qianhe, and did not come out until nightfall.

In the seventh year of Emperor Wudi, the Empress Dowager Nan Qianmo passed away and was posthumously named the Empress Dowager Shenwu. Later, Concubine Yao, who had a close relationship with Nan Qianmo, died on the same day and was posthumously named Dowager Xiaoxian.

In front of the imperial mausoleum, Emperor Wu Feng Cheng'en was dressed in white clothes, looking at the coffin that was about to be buried in front of him, but smiled slightly...

"Grandmother... Grandson wishes you happiness..."

In the eighth year of Emperor Wu, Empress Dowager Shu Ping and Emperor Wu had a long discussion in the Qianhe Hall, and they didn't even come out until late at night.

The next day, Empress Dowager brother Shu Ping passed away...

Emperor Wu stood in front of the imperial mausoleum again... with a complicated expression on his face. After a long time, he sighed and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Unexpectedly... I have really become a real lonely family..."

In the same year, Emperor Wu followed the example of God's decree and implemented the policy that same-sex marriages are allowed. Although there was a backlash, Emperor Wu always insisted on decree, for the two people who cared in his heart.

Southern Chu Kingdom, Duanyiya, Biluo Palace.

Gong Xianqing and Nan Qianmo put on red wedding dresses one after another, and entered the lobby surrounded by everyone from Bi Luo Palace.

Amidst the uproar, no one presided over the worship ceremony.

"Nan Qianmo... who... who will host?"

Gong Xianqing was obviously at a loss. She was nervous and looking forward to it, but she didn't proceed.

"Don't worry."

After Nan Qianmo finished speaking, Gong Xianqing soon heard the footsteps of another group of people, and then heard a sentence: "Sister Qing!"

Gong Xianqing's heart tightened, and she lifted the red hijab on her head, revealing a charming face with a bit of dust.She looked at Leng Xiaowu who was rushing towards her, and hugged her into her arms. At this moment, she saw people standing in front of her were people from the Jueyin Pavilion Palace Banner and Shang Banner, including the current Emperor Mo Leng Mo Word.

Gong Xianqing's throat tightened, her beautiful eyes gradually dimmed, she turned her head to look at Nan Qianmo, only to see that she had also lifted her red hijab and looked at herself with a smile.

Or this person has always been like this, doing a lot of things behind the scenes, and when the results come out, people are always surprised.

"Hurry up! The auspicious time is here! It's time for worship!"

At this time, Gong Quyu ran over and snatched the fan from Hua Yuelang's hand, and the matchmaker, who played the role, started to shout.

"Put the red hijab on!"

Gong Quyu immediately covered Gong Xianqing's red hijab, and then pulled her to Nan Qianmo's side.

"Come on! Let's worship the heaven and the earth!"

When Gong Quyu said this, the two of them were a little stunned, but who they were, they naturally recovered quickly, and bowed to the vast sky outside the door.

"Second obeisance to the high hall ~ oh, there is no saving!"

When Gong Quyu said this, everyone laughed. Although people in the Jianghu were informal, this Gong Quyu was too casual.

"Wives and wives pay respects!"

Nan Qianmo and Gong Xianqing bent over towards each other, and both of them vaguely saw the smiles on each other's faces.

"Licheng! Send to the bridal chamber!"

Gong Quyu booed, and the two of them were surrounded by people. The red hijab had fallen off a long time ago. Gong Xianqing turned around with a smile, and saw Leng Moyan standing in a corner, looking at herself, showing a slight smile. Smiling, Gong Xianqing's eyes were filled with tears again.

"Sister, don't push!"

"It's not me pushing, it's Yun Qian!"

"Where is I! It's Senior Sister!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it was pushed by people from Jueyin Pavilion!"

"Yihan, come and help!"

"...roll."

Just like that, the two entered the bridal chamber under everyone's push...

Gong Xianqing looked at Nan Qianmo and kissed her directly without saying anything.

"Nan Qianmo, I'm really happy...with you in my life...it's really complete..."

"Um…"

Nan Qianmo responded softly, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Nan Qianmo...I love you..."

"Um…"

Nan Qianmo still responded softly, she is not as outgoing as Gong Xianqing, she can say anything, but Gong Xianqing sees the gentle and lingering love through her beautiful eyes.

"The people outside the door can hear clearly. If you want to see the power of the magic fox, you can continue to stand outside the door."

Gong Xianqing turned her head and said coldly towards the door, and soon, they heard a group of footsteps fading away.

"Pfft - you..."

Nan Qianmo patted Gong Xianqing's forehead lightly, Gong Xianqing hugged Nan Qianmo's neck, and said softly: "Now...you can have a bridal chamber...Nan Qianmo, I want to see you confused by me look..."

Nan Qianmo was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red.

"Yaofei, you are too presumptuous!"

"In this life, I'm only presumptuous to you..."

In this life, with you by my side, I have nothing else to ask for. Hold my hand and grow old with you.