Killer abandoned concubine poison against the sky

Chapter 1040 Deep Calculation 3
It's as miserable as today... Yes, I am an emperor, it's really miserable! "

I closed my eyes, unable to get rid of the overwhelming hatred in my eyes, "How miserable I am, being worshiped by thousands of people, above the court hall, civil and military officials shouted long live, that is a supreme achievement, since ancient times, all dynasties , there is only one emperor, and only one person can enjoy this kind of achievement, this kind of pinnacle, in my generation, there are two emperors in the country of Qitian Kingdom. No... To be precise, the territory of Qitian Kingdom has been reduced by half, and the other Half of the land was renamed Fengxiang Kingdom by Jun Moshang. He is for you... He really loves you too much. You are on my land, you say, you, a phoenix, can be auspicious Is it? He wants you to be safe and prosperous, but I want your life to be worse than death!"

The strength of the hand stroking the cheek of the person in the painting was also very gentle, as if afraid of scaring her, "Yun'er, don't blame me, I'm just too sad, life is better than death, I just want you to be with me. You Do you know how difficult my life is? What about the supreme achievement of being an emperor? That just fulfilled one of my dreams. I have always wanted to be an emperor, but this... has no meaning at all..."

The whole handsome face was distorted in pain, "I have no descendants, I am a useless person, no matter what dynasty or generation, even in history, there has never been a useless emperor, right? Even among those puppet emperors, none of them is like me... even the one who favors my beloved Women don't have the ability, not even a man...I don't know why I still live...I have to live...Apart from revenge, what else can I do? Or, you teach me?"

It was getting dark outside, and it was night again.

Jun Youqi looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky outside, the moonlight was bright and clear, shining on the white snow on the roof, it was silvery white.

The heavy snow in the palace has been swept away, but the snow on the roof is still there.

The painful expression disappeared from Jun Youqi's face, and he shouted, "Yuanzi!"

The servant Yuanzi walked in, "Master... Your Majesty." It had been several days, but he was still not used to it. His master had already become the emperor, and he was very happy that his long-cherished wish for many years had been fulfilled.

"Go to Zhen's secret room and take out the talisman bag containing Feng Guiwan's soul."

"Yes..." A little hesitant, Yuanzi still followed the master's instructions.

Yuanzi turned and left, and not long after, he returned with a yellow cloth bag half the size of a palm in his hand.

Jun Youqi picked up the cloth bag, loosened the rope that tied the bag, and a wisp of smoke-like gas slowly emerged from the bag, slowly converging into a human shape.

It was the ghost of Feng Guiwan.

She wore a bright red dress, long hair, and stunning facial features. Her whole soul was full of resentment, and she howled "ah... ah..." in her mouth.

Seeing this fierce ghost, Yuanzi trembled in fright, but luckily he was standing behind his master, seeing his master's calm expression, he couldn't help but admire him extremely.

Jun Youqi glanced at Yuanzi in displeasure, "Are you afraid?"

"Small... small... afraid of ghosts." Yuanzi's voice trembled.

"Useless stuff!" Jun Youqi sneered, "What I saw was the original form of her soul when she died. I won't mention how ugly it is. If I showed it to you, wouldn't I be scared to death?"

"What the emperor taught is that small things are useless."

Jun Youqi ignored Yuanzi, and glanced at Feng Guiwan's ghost, "Feng Guiwan, do you still know me?"

(End of this chapter)