Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

"Didn't I say that you don't need to salute when you see me." Yu Hanyi stretched out his hand to help her up, "Seeing that you looked good, I was relieved, but that day you suddenly passed out in the hall, I was really shocked. "

"That's just a stopgap measure." Bei Qiu smiled lightly.

Lian'er also consciously withdrew from the range of the two of them.

"King Yan has lost the hearts of the people. At this time, in the palace, he is beating the diners with cruelty and cruelty. He is the king of benevolence in everyone's mouth." Yu Hanyi said with a sarcasm.

Bei Qiu said: "Your Majesty must not let down your vigilance. Now that King Yan has been closed to a dead end, there is only one way to get out of this predicament."

Yu Hanyi raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "I hope he will do this."

Bei Qiu smiled without saying a word, looking at the flowers and plants beside her.

It was the same as what Bei Qiu and Yu Hanyi thought.

After repeatedly refusing to meet, Yu Zeyan began to panic, restless.

It has been calm for about twenty days.

The oppressive atmosphere persisted even in the capital.

Baixin also seemed to have smelled the flames of war, and he rarely went out. On the largest street in Kyoto, the hawking seemed to be much quieter, and everyone seemed to be in a hurry.

In the palace.

Yu Zeyan gradually lost his composure, and he trained more diligently in the woods in the suburbs.

He absolutely can't wait for the emperor to take him down first, so he decided to raise troops to rebel!

for a while.

The whole of Kyoto moved.

The soldiers on the outskirts of the city quickly pressed into the capital.

The news that King Yan rebelled against him immediately spread throughout the entire capital!

Hundreds of believers panicked.

All the ministers in the capital gathered together, and the Right Prime Minister stood on Yu Zeyan's side. All the military power in their hands was for Yu Zeyan's use. When the soldiers approached the city, some ministers who were impatient had already felt that they had packed up and left.

A large number of soldiers and horses rushed to the imperial city.

Kill anyone on sight.

The smell of blood immediately spread from the city gate, and the sea of ​​corpses was everywhere.

Yu Zeyan was riding on the horse, and Leng Jun couldn't help it.

Yu Hanyi's troops retreated steadily.

In the palace.

"Report! The city gate has fallen, and the anti-thief king has already entered the capital!"

"Report! The anti-thief king's soldiers killed countless people in the capital, and the corpses piled up like mountains!"

"Report! Our soldiers have retreated to the gate of the palace!"

"Report! The rebels led troops to attack the palace!"

Report one by one.

Bei Qiu knew that it was finally time to make a decision.

Yu Hanyi was sitting on the throne, and his expression was not good. Once upon a time, he and Yu Zeyan were good brothers, otherwise, he would not have killed so many emperor brothers and queens, but he was the only one left alive.

Now, the good brother in the past turned against him, even if he facilitated it step by step, it still made it difficult for him to calm down.

Yu Zeyan broke in from outside the palace all the way.

Unimpeded.

A group of people approached the main hall.

Yu Zeyan kicked open the door of the main hall.

Holding up their weapons, the soldiers rushed into the main hall, and Yu Zeyan walked in slowly.

In the main hall, there were only four people.

Yu Hanyi, Zhao Beiqiu, Lian Er, Eunuch Hai.

Not even a guard.

But Yu Zeyan was dazzled by the victory, he didn't care how abnormal it was.

He walked into it step by step, with a victor's smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at Yu Hanyi who was sitting on the throne sarcastically, and said, "Brother Huang, do you think there will be today?"

Yu Hanyi frowned slowly, and said, "If you withdraw your troops at this time, I will spare your life."

Yu Zeyan laughed out loud as if he had heard a big joke, "Hahahaha, now that my younger brother has come to the city, this huge dynasty will belong to my younger brother, but you have a whimsical idea and want to let my younger brother withdraw troops?!"

"Yu Zeyan, my words always count." Yu Hanyi said lightly.

"Why do you have such a sense of superiority when you are born? You are clearly not the eldest prince, but you can produce all the dissidents without expression. You forced the emperor to give you the throne, and you killed all of them." Prince, I'm afraid that one day, those former siblings will turn against you. But why don't you kill me? Leave me with a glimmer of life? You have counted thousands of times but missed them, and your life will end in my hands!" Yu Zeyan sneered.

He looked up at Bei Qiu who was sitting in another seat, tried his best to soften his voice, and said, "Qiu'er, come, come to me."

Bei Qiu stood up slowly, and walked down the high platform step by step under the gaze of Yu Zeyan and Yu Hanyi.

To this.

Yu Zeyan laughed wildly and said, "The woman you care about is not devoted to me!"

"Yan Wang." Bei Qiu bowed her body.

Just when Yu Zeyan was about to be proud again.

Bei Qiu said slowly: "Who on earth gave you the courage to say such a thing?"

Yu Zeyan's smile froze on his face, he looked directly at the woman who was only an arm's length away from him, and said coldly, "Qiu'er, what are you talking about?"

"I said." Bei Qiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at Yu Zeyan sarcastically, "Who on earth gave you the courage to say such shameless words?!"

"Bold!" Yu Zeyan pulled out his long sword instantly, pointing at Zhao Beiqiu without saying a word.

Bei Qiu didn't hide, and looked at him with a faint smile.

How clever Yu Zeyan is, he immediately knew from Bei Qiu's eyes that everything was planned by Bei Qiu and Yu Hanyi, in order to take his life justifiably.

He immediately withdrew his long sword, turned around and prepared to flee.

immediately.

A large number of people poured into the court.

The three members of the Zhao family brought a large number of soldiers and horses and surrounded the main hall tightly.

Father Zhao strode forward and kicked Yu Zeyan away with one kick. Several guards immediately rushed forward and controlled Yu Zeyan with their long swords.

A coup.

A farce.

it's over.

Yu Zeyan was forced to kneel on the ground, and looked blankly at all his soldiers being subdued.

"I gave you a chance." Yu Hanyi also stood up slowly from the throne.

"I treat you with all my heart, but you treat me like this!" Yu Zeyan looked at Zhao Beiqiu angrily, struggling to get up and wanted to kill this woman, but was suppressed by the guards, unable to move at all.

Bei Qiu walked in front of him and squatted in front of him, "My lord, when did you treat me with your heart?"

"Zhao Beiqiu!" Yu Zeyan gritted his teeth.

"The concubine is here." Bei Qiu blinked timidly, "Is there something wrong with the prince calling the concubine?"

"Zhao Beiqiu!" Yu Zeyan roared, out of breath, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his chest.

Bei Qiu carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Why is the prince so angry? It's not good to be so angry."

Such a tender woman, who would have thought that she would stab him fiercely in the back, Yu Zeyan felt chest tightness, stared at Zhao Beiqiu and said: "Zhao Beiqiu, why are you doing this to me!"

"Why?" Bei Qiu frowned slightly, as if thinking deeply, "Yes, why did my concubine treat you like this?"

Yu Zeyan struggled desperately, wishing to devour the hypocritical woman in front of her alive.