Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 191 - If You Don't Die!I'm just a concubine after all!
"Demon concubine! Die!"

Some princelings who were eager to make meritorious deeds slashed at Shen Nanxing, who seemed to be powerless, but they were decapitated in an instant when they were not even ten feet away from her.

And those who did it were Shen Nanxing's two black-clothed house slaves with profound and unpredictable martial arts.

Under Shen Nanxing's signal, the two black-clothed house slaves soon joined the camp to crusade against the rebels.

The princelings gradually tended to lose the wind, and what made it worse was that the powerful factions abandoned the flowing court, the iron-clad clans, and the thousand-year-old rule that clans of powerful clans did not participate in the struggle for succession.

They unanimously stood on the opposite side of Sikong Mo.

"His Royal Highness! Why are you so confused! Hey! This throne will be yours sooner or later! Why are you in a hurry!"

Tai Chengliu, the newly promoted right minister who arrived belatedly, stomped his feet in grief, and began to persuade Sikong Mo to turn around.

"His Royal Highness! If you have any difficulties, you can tell His Majesty clearly! Before the big mistake is made! Your Highness! Acknowledge your mistake to Your Majesty!"

"Tai Chengliu! My father wants my life! Now this palace is at the end of the road! How can you make me turn back! Kill!"

"If you help me ascend the throne today, you will be promoted to a noble rank!"

"Your Majesty! Eight thousand imperial troops have also rebelled!"

"They cooperated with the Shuofang army in Guanshan, and the Tushan army retreated steadily! What should we do?"

"Hahaha, Heaven never perishes me! Don't hurt my royal father, and kill everyone else!"

After the prince's party got this morale-boosting and exciting news, their morale was greatly boosted, and soon the two sides were evenly matched, and the fight was inextricable.

"Ah! Help me!"

With a helpless and desolate clear female voice, Li Qingmei was guarding Sikong Que's blind spot on the right side of the defense, and was fighting the enemy bravely, while behind Sikong Que was the crucial guard of Zhan Shuhai.

She didn't need to look sideways to know that it was Wencheng Lu Xue calling for help.

"Lu Xue!"

The first one to react was Sikong Mo, he blocked the oncoming sword, and rushed towards Wencheng Lu Xue with a concerned face.

"Don't hurt Wencheng Diji in the slightest! Otherwise, you will be killed!"

Seeing Sikong Mo rushing towards Wencheng and Lu Xue regardless of his body, Li Qingmei subconsciously wanted to stop her, but instinctively told her that Sikong Mo was going to die.

She did not take any action in the end, because reason told her that even if she took action, she would not be able to change the current situation. Sikong Mo's party was bound to die under the joint strangulation of the clan and Sikong Que, Emperor Jianzhang, Shen Nanxing and other forces.

She looked thoughtfully at the inadvertent eye contact between Sikong Que and Tai Chengliu, with mixed feelings.

If the elites do not act, it is really unknown whether Sikong Mo and his party can turn the tide and turn the situation around.

But now... because of Tai Chengliu's new policy, an unprecedented united front of the powerful has been created.

If anyone still says that Tai Chengliu is Sikong Mo's henchman at this time, they are really stupid!

Today, she realized that Sikong Que didn't need her help at all.

Feeling a sense of powerless frustration in my heart, it turned out that she was the only one who was most useless.

She felt very guilty, the only thing she could do to help him was this poor life.

"Lu Xue!"

"Sikong Mo, save me!"

When Lu Xue was in danger, the first thing he thought of was himself. Sikong Mo suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and he stood in front of Wencheng Lu Xue vigorously.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here! No one can hurt you!"

"Lu Xue...you..."

He only felt a pain in the back of his heart, and the sharp point of the sword pierced through his chest. He looked down at the bloody sword point in disbelief.

"Why!...I really love you!"

"Ah! I killed someone! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Woooooo..."

Wencheng Lu Xue let go of the saber that was still stuck in Sikong Mo's chest, and rushed towards Sikong Que with a look of fear on his face.

"I killed someone! Woohoo"

She was pear blossoms with rain, and fell into Sikong Que's arms in a flash.

"Don't be afraid, Lu Xue, he deserves to die! You are just doing justice for the sky! Don't be afraid!"

Sikong Que comforted Wencheng Lu Xue with soft words. He held the sword in one hand and gently stroked Wencheng Lu Xue's shoulder with the other hand.

The picture was so beautiful that Li Qingmei couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so she quietly turned her face away.

At this moment, Sikong Mo's eyes were filled with dead silence. He collapsed powerlessly on the ground, and knelt heavily in the direction of Emperor Jianzhang.

"Father... son is not filial! Father... I'm sorry... I really don't have any..."

He wanted to continue to finish his last words, but blood was overflowing from his mouth, and finally he swallowed his last breath with endless regret and unwilling hatred.

On the seventh day of July in the 17th year of Jianzhang, Prince Sikongmo wanted to kill the king and seize the throne, so he was executed on the spot in the Palace of Longevity.

After Sikong Mo's death, his followers saw that the situation was over, so they could only arrest him and seek leniency.

Emperor Jianzhang has been sitting on the dragon chair, watching with complicated eyes as the soldiers dragged Sikong Mo and the corpses of the dead traitors out of the Hall of Eternal Life roughly, like a dead dog without dignity.

"Everyone is dead today, I'm tired! Get back!"

"Your Majesty! Forgive me for your boldness. There is still one person in the Hall of Longevity today who deserves to die!"

Tonight, Shen Nanxing always acted like an outsider. Shen Nanxing, who was watching from the sidelines, did not open his mouth, but when he opened his mouth, he was such a blockbuster.

"There are still remnants of traitors in the palace? Who is it! Kill, cough, cough..."

"Your Majesty, it's not a traitor, but a foolish emperor, and you are the one who deserves to die tonight!"

"master!"

At this time, Guan Ruoxue, who had already been captured with nothing to fight, suddenly broke free and stood in front of Shen Nanxing.

She pulled the skin of her face into a strange arc, and immediately peeled off a thin piece of human skin. Under the mask of human skin was a familiar face.

It turned out that Guan Ruoxue in the Palace of Eternal Life was actually Shen Nanxing's personal maid Lin Lang in disguise.

"Your Majesty, to tell you the truth, the crown prince is dead, and your other son will soon go with his miserable mother and concubine!"

"The crown prince can only be left to our Hao'er!"

"Do you think what Chen Qie said is right? If you don't die, Chen Qie can only be a concubine!"

"Bitch! It's your plan!"

"Your Majesty is wrong!"

"Mo'er..."

Emperor Jianzhang's eyes were slightly red, and there were tears of regret in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, don't you think it's too late to repent now, and the hypocrisy is disgusting?"

"If you really want to repent, you should even die to apologize!"

"Bold!"

"Come on! Take down this bitch!"

He gave orders furiously, and struck the white marble ground heavily with the Son of Heaven sword in bewilderment, but after a long time, no one responded.

"Come here! Are you deaf!"

"Pfft~"

Shen Nanxing hid his smile with a sneer on his face.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid you are alone now, why do you still have a soldier in this palace for your help!"

(End of this chapter)