Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 174 – Mr. Yao’s Night Interview
"I'll tell you the truth, that lowly maid named Rong'er killed herself by biting her tongue last night. She didn't confide a word. After so many years, you are still as stupid as you were then!"

Emperor Jianzhang watched Situ Qin struggling like a bereaved dog, and he felt distorted joy in his heart.

"Sikong Yao! That's all you can do. If it wasn't for Yun Yi back then, how could it be your turn to sit on the throne!"

"Hahaha, I should have shown you the horror of being skinned that night! Are you good at using her ever-burning lamp made of human skin? Haha!"

"Do you still have the face to face her son?"

"Shut up! Don't say any more!"

Jianzhangdi roared hysterically, but the fear in his tone could not be concealed.

"Hahaha...Sikong...Yao..., I'll take a step first...I don't know what kind of face you have to meet Yun Yi...hahaha..."

"Crack..."

There was a crisp dislocation sound from Situ Qin's neck.

There was always a mocking smile on her face, but her eyes were opened unwillingly, gouging out Emperor Jianzhang.

"Come on! Come on! Come on! Cough cough cough cough cough..."

At this time, Emperor Jianzhang was shocked and angry, and he threw Situ Qin's limp body to the ground mercilessly.

"His Majesty!"

"The empress caused chaos in the harem and killed the dragon descendants. After the Dongchuang incident, she committed suicide in fear of crime! Drag her corpse down! Destroy her bones and throw her ashes!"

"No~"

The servants dragged Situ Qin's body tremblingly, not daring to look at the ferocious Emperor Jianzhang.

"Wait! After crushing her bones and ashes, throw her ashes at the gates of the four major gates that enter and exit Cangyun City! Let this bitch be trampled by thousands of people for generations! Never reborn!"

Almost like a curse, he nailed his wife who was once his name on the pillar of shame forever.

"Delete her name from all records. I want Dafeng's history books to contain not a word of this slut. In addition, all her nine clans will be punished immediately!"

When the servant ordered him to leave Fengzao Palace, only Emperor Jianzhang was left in the huge hall, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

After a while, his whole body began to tremble violently. At this moment, he finally burst into tears, tears and snot, and there was still half of the majesty of the Supreme Being.

In fact, he also had doubts back then. He thought it was just a running-in stage for both parties to get used to after they confessed their identities openly and honestly.

It's no wonder that every time Yun Yi sees him, there are always thousands of words in his eyes, resentment and forbearance.

He thought it was because she was jealous of his sister being favored, he hated it so much!

Although Yunrui and Yunyi are twins, they have very different personalities. How could he be so blind...

That night, the servants stationed outside Fengzao Palace could clearly hear their wise and mighty Majesty, weeping all night.

I still remember the last time His Majesty cried so heartbreakingly, it was the time of Royal Concubine Ruiyun's birthday.

Li Qingmei got the news of Situ Qin's death at noon on the second day, because Situ Qin committed suicide in fear of crime, so no mourning ceremony was held in the palace.

In the evening, Prince Shun's mansion ushered in an unexpected guest.

Because that person was traveling in a low-clothes, when Feng Zhan reported that a Mr. Yao was visiting the palace, Sikong Que and Li Qingmei never thought that Mr. Yao would be Emperor Jianzhang.

At this time, Emperor Jianzhang was wearing an ordinary scholar's Confucian robe, and sat on the upper seat with his chest full.

Sikong Que and Li Qingmei suppressed their suspicions, the three of them had been sitting in the flower hall for an hour, but no one spoke.

The atmosphere in the flower hall was weird and strange, Emperor Jianzhang was sipping tea on his own, occasionally raising his eyebrows slightly, as if he was secretly eyeing Sikong Que.

When his eyes met Li Qingmei's probing eyes inadvertently, he seemed to have thought of something unpleasant.

He put down the teacup, and tapped the table with one hand in a daze.

"Queer, how have you been all these years?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wished he could slap himself severely. Isn't he just asking for fun!Over the years, under his connivance intentionally or unintentionally, who would dare to let Que Er live a comfortable life?
(End of this chapter)