Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

At this moment, Yi Yuan was the first to not see He Lan Chun.

She had seen He Lan Qin, He Lan Xue, and He Lan Lu, and thought that as the Emperor, He Lan Chun must be a handsome man that was rarely seen in a hundred years, but the man in front of her, although he had a godlike presence, did not have the outstanding spirit of the other people in the He Lan family.

He looked so ordinary, a lot of them on the long street.

However, the arrogance and gloominess on his face was something that no one else on the street had.

"Everyone, please rise." With a slight flutter of his yellow robe, he had already sat down and extended his hand horizontally.

Everyone stood up. Their lover originally did not even kneel down, but now she stood up even faster.

Xia Yu didn't have time to return to her position, so she stood behind her lover, waiting for His Majesty to reprimand her.

He Lan Chun didn't say anything, he just surveyed the entire area, and then Eunuch Zhu didn't miss a chance to ask, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister requests an audience."

"Yes." He Lan Chun raised his hand in a distant manner. A tall and imposing middle-aged man dressed in a make-up suit quickly walked over. When he arrived in front of the hall, he knelt down and called out, 'Long live'.

When her wife looked at the famous Prime Minister, she recalled that he was Pei Ruochen's father. As she turned her gaze over, she discovered that he was indeed a rare handsome man. Especially at his age, he was even more interesting than Pei Ruochen.

"Rise." He Lan Chun said without any trace of anger, "I wonder what business do you have with me?"

"Your Majesty, your subject received a report that someone was buying food privately." "This is evidence that this official has sent people to collect. There are indeed people who are secretly making weapons and hoarding food, and I'm afraid they have ill intentions," said Pei Lingpu, as he handed over a small booklet wrapped in yellow cloth to Eunuch Zhu.

After hearing those words, everyone was shocked. Although they were afraid of the might of the Emperor, they did not dare to speak. However, a layer of whispers drifted over.

The crime of rebellion was not a small matter.

"Who is it?" He Lan Chun didn't seem surprised, he just picked up his finger and casually flipped through the booklet.

Rong Xiu, who was sitting to the side, glanced at the booklet and her expression changed. She bit her lower lip hard to prevent herself from losing control.

"This subject has been sentenced overnight. It has been ascertained that this matter was handled by the Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Qian. As for who actually instigated him …" "He committed suicide out of guilt yesterday, so I can only apprehend all the people I know and interrogate them one by one. However, these people are all nobles and elders of the imperial court, so I came here to ask for an imperial decree, hoping that His Majesty would give me an imperial edict that is not bound by the rank of an official."

"Who are they?"

"Right general Lin Feng, the Imperial Advisor is absent, vice minister of the military, Yuko …" Pei Limpu paused before continuing, "There is also King Xiao Yao."

When he said these names, every time he said them, Murong Xiu's face would turn white. In the end, it was completely devoid of any color, leaving only the Queen's education.

"There's no need to judge." Without waiting for He Lan Chun's order, a clear and melodious male voice came from the right side of the chair.

Rong Xiu's expression relaxed. He Lan Chun, on the other hand, sighed almost inaudibly as his pupils darkened, unable to guess his emotions.

As soon as she said that, He Lan Xue walked to the center of the venue with ease. She waved her clothes and knelt down.

There were so many nobles present, so many people sitting, but none of them could be taller than He Lan Xue. That kind of height was an indescribable feeling, at that moment, he occupied all the light, even Pei Ruochen was not as dazzling as him.

Like this, He Lan Xue kneeled down in front of He Lan Chun. Under the gaze of the crowd, he stood up with his waist straight. His eyes were bright and firm.

"No one else." As she said this, She Lan Xue kept looking at Rong Xiu. She spoke word by word without hesitation, "All of this is because of your little brother. Your subject is willing to accept the punishment. "

"Do you know what crime it is and what punishment you should be punished for?" He Lan Chun asked in a low voice.

"If he intends to rebel, he shall be sentenced to death. All the males in the palace are executed, and all the females are taken as slaves. " She was still looking at Rong Xiu and replied in an abnormally calm manner.

"You still want to bear the consequences?" He Lan Chun's voice became heavier and heavier, almost to the point of being terrifying.

Even those who did not feel anything felt suffocated, and the others felt a chill down their spines.

"Yes." The answer was resolute and decisive.

Rong Xiu's face was pale, and her hands, which were under the table, were shaking violently.

However, her beautiful, heavenly face still maintained her noble and reserved status as the Empress.

"There is also one of your family members present right now. Do you know that as long as you are found guilty of your crime, she will immediately change from the exalted Royal Consort to the lowliest female slave in the palace?" "How are you going to explain it to her?" He Lan asked slowly.

"She is not my family." He Lan Xue smiled and said, "I have already abandoned her. In fact, at this time, every woman in the palace will receive a letter of rest, and every servant will be dismissed. The severance pay is enough for them to spend the rest of their life--now, the palace is empty. "

"..." You have been acting foolishly for five years, no wonder no one in the Xiao Yao Palace, which used to be full of talented people, is left behind. " He Lan Chun sighed lightly. Just as he was about to be convicted, the silent Yi Chuan suddenly stood up.

Everyone looked at this unlucky 'wangfei', not knowing if they should sympathize or stop her.

Heran Xue also stood up, looking at her.

Xia Yu, who was drinking with her, was originally standing beside her. Right now, she hurriedly tugged at her lover's sleeves, hoping that she would protect herself and not fall into her trap.

Her lover merely glanced back at him, then continued walking forward.

Xia Yu looked at her with a baffled expression. Gradually, her expression became extremely complicated. It was unknown if it was admiration or regret.

"You don't have to ask This King why. "As an imperial concubine, I naturally have to divorce you for liking others." He Lan Xue got over her initial shock. She didn't wait for her lover to open his mouth, and hastily spoke to stop her. She was upset: Others might not be able to do the same, but she was too stupid to even protect herself.

Hailey was unable to refute him, but she did not realize that this was such a powerful reason. Her thoughts were simple, "I don't want to be your wangfei, I just feel that I should share some responsibilities with you."

Just now, He Lan Xue's figure was so lonely. It was as though she was using her own strength to carry the loneliness of the entire sky.

Alone.

Her lover was a person who understood kindness. Even if it was a dog, it would guard its master in times of trouble, let alone a person.

Her lover was not intelligent and did not know how to weigh things, but she knew what to do and what not to do.

That was the principle of being human.

He Lan Xue didn't expect her to reply in such a manner. She was startled when she heard him. A light flashed in her eyes. It was incomparably quiet and intense.

What is morality?

There were so many sages' sons who had read so many poetry books, but how many of them could do it?

The woman moved closer and closer. She finally stopped in front of He Lan Xue and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Strangely, standing next to the peerless He Lan Xue, this girl didn't seem to pale in comparison. They seemed so well-matched.

"Ruochen, I'll leave my lover to you." To everyone's surprise, He Lan Xue suddenly turned her head and looked at Pei Ruochen, explaining.

Pei Ruochen was not surprised at all. She nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Sometimes, even after three to five years, a promise between people still could not be reassured. Sometimes, life and death could be entrusted with a few words.

He Lan Xue and Pei Ruochen had been friends and enemies for many years. At the last moment, the one he could trust was him.

Everyone looked at each other, confused.

The people who were interested could not help but guess the rumours from the past, and when combined with the current situation, there were many more that emerged.

At this moment, Helan's mind was in a state of panic because of what his third brother had done. He couldn't care less and could only stare blankly.

However, the lover refused to do so. He still stubbornly stood on the spot, unwilling to speak and unwilling to leave.

Pei Ruochen hesitated for a while, then decided to step forward and pull her away. Unexpectedly, she raised her head, looked at He Lan Xue and said, "I will not abandon you."

Because you are my tree.

Others might not understand this phrase, but He Lan Xue did.

He was the first time he didn't smile. He smiled so sincerely and brilliantly. "Idiot."

He then moved as fast as lightning, rapidly aiming for the acupoints of the man.

Pei Ruochen stepped forward and supported her lover's body.

He Lan Xue no longer paid any attention to her. He knew that Pei Ruochen had already taken over. Therefore, he could rest assured.

Then, he turned around and cupped his hands towards He Lan Chun, who was on the stage, waiting for his hair to fall.

The loneliness on his face had already been swept away, and what replaced it was a heroic emotion that no one dared to look at.

In the end, he wasn't betrayed by anyone.

"King Xiaoyao had planned to rebel. We've decided to consign him to the army and consign him to the north, never to return to the capital." He Lan Chun looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly, and then announced his verdict.

When He Lan Lu heard this, his expression changed. Just as he was about to get up and plead for his third brother, he coincidentally bumped into He Lan Xue's gaze — the gaze of obstruction. Calm, unperturbed eyes.

Afterwards, He Lan Xue took one last look at Murong Xiu.

Murong Xiu remained calm and collected, but his face was as white as a ghost.

He Lan Xue nodded at her. The bottom of her eyes were gentle, but they were no longer as affectionate as before.

His love for her had already become demonic, and now, he had sacrificed everything, even his life, to pay homage to this love.

He Lan Xue now had a clear conscience.

When they left, He Lan Xue didn't act like a criminal at all. She was still the Prince Sun, with her jade-like appearance and imposing manner, leisurely strolling in the courtyard. Her white clothes were fluttering in the wind, unintentionally revealing her flirtatious looks.

In a trance, only the sleeves covering the entrance of the garden remained. It was no longer the Carefree King's He Lanxue, and it had disappeared.

He Lan Chun also stood up, his expression cold, without the slightest hint of being touched. "You can continue."

Before he finished his sentence, He Lan Chun had already left his seat, followed closely by Empress Rong Xiu. He Lan Lu followed closely behind.

The royal family left one after another, the people below could not sit still any longer. They cupped their hands and left. In the blink of an eye, the Royal Garden which was flourishing a moment ago was left with only the leftovers of the palace maids.

The moon hung high in the sky, cold and silent. The photo.

And on that day, the once prosperous and powerful Heavenly Empire fell into an unprecedented predicament.