Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 531 I am the Son of Heaven
"Emperor?" Zhao Yanzhen will look up at the sky with self-deprecating, "How many people in this palace think that I am really the emperor whom the destiny belongs to, and how many people in this world are sincerely surrendering to my feet .”

"You said that I am the Son of Heaven, but do you really regard me as the real Son of Heaven?"

Zhao Yanzhen lost his temper. At first he resisted the sharp pain in his throat, but then he couldn't bear it any longer, and a series of coughing sounds rushed out.

Zhao Yanzhen was so out of breath from coughing that he could hardly straighten up.

The more he was like this, the more jealous he felt when he looked at Ren Qiubai who was sitting like a mountain in front of him.

"You tell me, do you really regard me as the emperor!" Zhao Yanzhen covered his chest, his voice scratching his throat, very hoarse.

Ren Qiubai met Zhao Yanzhen's eyes very frankly, and his voice was as calm as a lake.

"The emperor is the son of heaven, why should I ask my ministers whether they regard the emperor as the son of heaven? Could it be that the emperor is not the son of heaven?"

When Zhao Yanzhen heard Ren Qiubai's words, he threw the teacup in his hand hard to the ground.

The fragments jumped from under the gauze curtain in front of Ren Qiubai, and the tea splashed everywhere.

Zhao Yanzhen stood up from the chair, put his hands on the table, and bent forward, as if in this way, he could be stronger than Ren Qiubai, and he could see him more clearly.

"You say that I am the Son of Heaven and you are a courtier, but whatever you do should be done by a courtier!" Zhao Yanzhen stared at Ren Qiubai with sharp eyes.

Perhaps Zhao Yanzhen hadn't spoken in such a loud voice for a long time, which made the father-in-law and maid outside the door hold their breath, for fear of becoming a fish in the pond.

Although the door is closed now, there are still people who want to look back, Dezhong coughed lightly with an "huh-hum".

"What should be heard and what should not be heard, you have to know what you should listen to. Keep your ears closed. If you let the miscellaneous hear something, you will suffer."

These people followed Dezhong to serve Zhao Yanzhen all the year round, and they naturally knew the stakes and punishments.

They lowered their heads one by one, pretending to be deaf-mute, preferring not to hear anything, saving this little life is the most important thing.

Ren Qiubai also met his gaze without fear, "I don't know what the emperor said, please tell the emperor clearly!"

"Okay, you want me to make it clear, and I want you to give me an answer!"

Zhao Yanzhen picked up a memorial at his side and threw it in the direction of Ren Qiubai.

With just a flick of Huang Ling's cover, the memorial suddenly fell apart, revealing the plain origami inside and the ink-colored handwriting, which directly hit the gauze curtain between the two of them.

The memorial spread out and fell to the ground along the gauze curtain, the corners were soaked by the splashed tea.

Ren Qiubai looked down at the memorial, and when the water stains on the corners no longer expanded, he bent down and picked it up.

The memorial was very long, with ink-colored characters eloquently describing everything about Ren Qiubai in Changle City.

From being disrespectful to Liang Wenxu sent by the emperor, to the sneak attack brought by Cangyu, to the sudden appearance of a large number of weapons...

From the battle between the two sides in Tuling, to the siege of Longxi City, and finally to the retreat of Xirong...

Only everything about Changle City is clearly recorded here, and it is embellished, all things are involved with Ren Qiubai, and he is described as an ambitious courtier.

(End of this chapter)