Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 495 – The Colored Clouds Are Easily Scattered and the Glazed Brittle
"Your Majesty, wait a minute! I have something important to report, which is related to my father's death!"

Hurry up, and finally arrived at the moment when the queen stepped into the mausoleum. At this time, Zhao Qingmei trotted all the way to the front of Queen Zhongliyue, out of breath.

"Your Majesty, my father died unjustly. I have never been able to find a chance to tell you the truth. My father was murdered."

"The person who murdered him was His Royal Highness! This piece of thousand-year-old agarwood was brought back to the prime minister's mansion by the nine princes from the East Palace. The agarwood was soaked in hibiscus flower juice for a long time. This is the culprit that caused my father's death, please Your Majesty"

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Qingmei yelled, and blocked the Queen behind, but saw countless Xuanjia troops coming from all directions like a tide.

"Prime Minister Zhao, I came here by order of humble duty, please return to the palace quickly, Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty has an order. If the prime minister disobeys, he will be killed without mercy!"

"Emperor Ming Xi is here, do you want to kill the king?"

Zhao Wugou, the commander in charge of the Xuanjia Army of the Patrol Battalion, is Zhong Liyao's confidant, the so-called emperor and courtier, and now His Royal Highness the Empress Dowager he is attached to has successfully ascended the throne, what else should she care about?
"This general only obeys the imperial decree of the current Empress Zongyue! Come, let the arrows go!"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Liyao would be so frenzied in order to secure the throne. She obviously wanted to eradicate her, along with the empress Zhong Liyue, so that there would be no future troubles.

"Qingmei, you go back to the palace, don't worry about me, I and He Nian have our own home."

Zhao Qingmei's hand holding the sword froze. Behind them was the entrance of Xiling. It was obvious that the destination that the empress said was to enter the mausoleum with her father.

"Take care of yourself, and no one will be able to protect you from now on. If you have the chance, kill that rebellious girl for me, avenge the year of the crane, and live well. You are more suitable to be Ran Qu than that rebellious girl." Empress."

Zhao Qingmei looked at the Empress in horror.

"Don't think that I'm really so stupid that I can't see or hear. If you didn't connive at what you did behind the scenes, you would have been punished for treason."

"His Majesty."

Zhao Qingmei was almost so frightened by the empress' words that she couldn't hold the long sword in her hand. It turns out that His Majesty has already seen everything. Her indulgence in her actions is all because of her crazy and blazing love for her father Lu Henian. She will be dragged into a demon because of this, and she will not hesitate to become a sinner of the Zhongli royal family through the ages.

"Go, this is an imperial decree. Don't even you take my words seriously?"

"The minister obeys the order!"

"Commander Zhao, the truth will follow you back!"

Zhao Qingmei retracted the long sword in its scabbard, and walked calmly towards the direction of the Xuanjia Army.

After Zhao Qingmei was escorted away, Zhao Wugou, who was still staying in front of the Xiling Mausoleum, looked at the Empress Zhong Liyue who was slowly walking towards the entrance of the mausoleum with a complex expression, and immediately revealed murderous ferocity.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry!"

She pulled the boxwood bow pinned behind her all over the Xuan, a shrill scream pierced through the air, and a broken arrow flew straight towards the empress' back heart.

"Ah Yue!!"

A red figure rushed to Zhong Liyue's back at lightning speed. At this time, the empress had already stepped into the Xiling Mausoleum with Lu Henian's body in her arms. She felt a painful and suppressed muffled sound coming from behind her. The tender and affectionate mournful pupils.

She looked solemnly at Bei Mingchen, who had been pierced through the veins by the arrow, for this man, she only felt guilty.

"Once this broken dragon stone is put down, Xiling will become my burial place. Are you willing to be buried with me and the Year of the Crane?"

With one hand free, she turned and lowered the mechanism of the Dragon-Breaking Stone, and immediately stretched out her palm to Bei Mingchen who was lying on the ground dying, her eyes were extremely clear.

"I'm sorry, Bei Mingchen, I will ultimately betray you in this life."

"I am willing!"

Just when the Broken Dragon Stone fell to two-thirds of the way down, Bei Mingchen used his last strength to fly into Xiling, holding tightly to this woman who loved her wrongly and never regretted it all her life.
In Xuanxuan Hall, Zhong Liyao sat on the dragon chair, his whole body was full of murderous aura.

"My humble minister Zhao Qingmei, I greet Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

She knelt down on both knees, prostrated herself on the ground devoutly, and waited for a long time. As she expected, she did not hear Zhong Liyao calling her to save her body, so she silently pressed her forehead against the cold bluestone bricks, and for a while, everyone in the hall The air is a bit colder.

"Your father was killed by me, and the calabash valley incident was also caused by me. The ugly scar on your face is also my masterpiece, but so what, you are still only my dog. If you die at the third watch, no one dares to keep you until the fifth watch."

"Your Majesty called me here to confess to me the crimes you committed in the past? Since Your Majesty is so frank, I have no reason not to forgive Your Majesty. Your Majesty does not need to blame yourself."

"I really want to cut off your bright tongue, black and white mouth, Zhao Qingmei, your nightmare will start today." Zhong Liyao laughed back in anger, and said playfully.

"According to my will, the prime minister, Zhao Qingmei, uttered disrespectful words, contradicted the offender, and immediately demoted to Yushi Zhongcheng, as an example to others."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Long En."

Zhong Liyao didn't kill her directly, but demoted her from being a first-rank prime minister to a fourth-rank prime minister. Zhao Qingmei had a bad feeling that now she was like a mouse caught by a cat, and the cat didn't Don't swallow her in a hurry, but slowly torture and destroy her will.

"Zhao Qingmei, the only son of Grand Master Guan is not a good match for you. To be precise, you are not worthy of him, not even worthy of carrying his shoes."

Zhao Qingmei stopped abruptly, then turned around and stared sharply at Zhong Liyao's threatening eyes.

"Your Majesty, that is the humble minister's man."

"Really?"

Soon it will be the past, Zhong Liyao said silently in her heart, she is determined to win Sikong Que.

On the fifth day of May in the 31st year of Mingxi, Zhong Liyao, the daughter of Emperor Mingxi, held a grand enthronement ceremony in the Hall of Killing Xuan.

The sixth day of May in the first year of Zongyue.

Today is the first official day after the new emperor ascended the throne, Zhao Qingmei got up and put on the court clothes as usual, and under the service of Sikong Que, he reluctantly ate a bowl of fish porridge. Step up.

It was the first time that Zhong Liyao came to court as an empress, so she gave Zhao Qingmei a big blow. Officials who had good friends with Zhao Qingmei were either demoted or transferred from the capital. Zhao Qingmei could only bow her head silently, looking at Zhong Liyao Boldly cut off her wings.

On the sixth day of May, Zhao Qingmei was demoted again by Zhong Liyao for the crime of ink corruption, and became a general of the fifth-rank city gate.

On the seventh day of May, Zhao Qingmei was demoted from a fifth-rank Zhonglang general to a ninth-rank city gate halberd for the crime of contempt for the king.

Less than half a month later, Prime Minister Zhao Qingmei fell from the high clouds, and all the officials knew about the entanglement between Her Majesty the Empress and Zhao Qingmei, so naturally no one dared to intercede for Zhao Qingmei.

(End of this chapter)