The blind concubine married the prince, don't stand in the way

Chapter 565 115: The edict of guilt, pressing each other step by step ([-] more)

Fu Yue smiled fearlessly, "Your Majesty, don't look at me with such eyes, it's quite scary. Although I won't be frightened, it's disgusting to see Your Majesty like this. I'm not in the mood to have a good chat with His Majesty."

The emperor's eyes were gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and reprimanded: "Presumptuous!"

It's a pity that the tone of being strong on the outside and dry on the inside has no deterrent effect at all, but seems like a joke instead.

Fu Yue was still smiling.

The emperor was even more out of breath. After taking a few breaths, he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Fu Yue, saying, "You rebellious officials and thieves..."

Fu Yue immediately sneered: "A traitor? Heh, it turns out that self-deception is such a thing. After a long time, you can really deceive yourself."

The emperor opened his mouth to say something, but he was already weak, and his emotions fluctuated too much just now, so he couldn't help it for a while, but soon he felt his energy recovered...

The emperor looked up and found that he could barely sit up without propping up his hands.

Seeing him like this, Fu Yue replied with a casual smile: "It seems that His Majesty's physical strength has recovered a bit, that's just right, we should talk about business."

Hearing this, the emperor looked at her, frowning and squinting, a little on guard.

Such an expression on the face of an emperor is a bit ridiculous, but there is no way, who let his life be in the hands of others now?
Fu Yue didn't talk nonsense, walked to the side, picked up the silk from the tray that the empress asked to put down just now, spread it out, and threw it in front of the emperor.

The emperor saw that the silk was thrown over, the arrangement was irregular and crumpled, but the three characters on it were still clearly readable.

Guilt!
The emperor's face became extremely ugly, and he grabbed the silk with only three characters written on it and threw it on the ground fiercely, scolding: "You are so brave! How dare you let me write such a thing!"

"Your Majesty doesn't want to write?"

The emperor gritted his teeth and his face was gloomy. Naturally, he couldn't write.

Fu Yue was not surprised by the emperor's attitude and reaction, and groaned with a smile: "Actually, there is not much difference between your majesty's writing and not writing. When the crown prince announces the truth of this case in the morning, finalizes the regulations for closing the case, and deals with the people involved. The mastermind behind the scenes will inevitably be reprimanded by all the people and be discredited. Maybe His Majesty wrote this edict, and he can still get a praise for knowing his mistakes and being able to correct them. What's more, do you think that if you don't write it, I can't let this edict be announced to the world? Let me tell you the truth, this edict must be announced to the world tomorrow, and it will be written in Your Majesty's handwriting , with your seal on it, but I feel that someone else’s ghostwriting is not as good as His Majesty’s writing, so I’m here.”

The emperor was so angry that his old and ferocious face was blue and white, and his voice was angry and trembling: "You are simply wishful thinking, I can't write such a thing!"

The medicine he took just now took effect, and he recovered a lot, and his voice was a bit mid-spirited, completely different from the weakness just now.

However, it's only temporary, if it wasn't for the smooth communication about the crime, she wouldn't waste the medicine developed by Yan Wuchou on this old bastard!
Fu Yue's eyelids moved slightly, the corners of her lips curled up, and she said slowly, "I said, whether your majesty writes it or not, this edict will be announced tomorrow. If your majesty writes it, I will make it easier for your majesty. If you don't write it ...From tomorrow onwards, His Majesty will have to suffer from the attack of the poisonous Gu again. Oh, I also brought several other poisons with me, and I will take them together for Your Majesty later. Don’t worry, no one will die. In addition to having a splitting headache, I have to bear the feeling of reflux of qi and blood, and my colleague will also give His Majesty the medicine to renew his life, which will make His Majesty even die a luxury!"

The emperor was a little scared.

For more than two months, he was tortured by red silkworms, and he was really scared, but he didn't want to die, so he could only endure the torture day after day. In this case, the poisonous Gu will not attack, and his mind will recover slowly. If he...

No way!

Fu Yue had a panoramic view of the changes on his face, the smile deepened, and there was a bit of contemptuous mockery on his face: "Actually, your majesty should be thankful, fortunately, I haven't directly killed you so far. The opportunity for you to write this imperial edict, besides, I am not forcing His Majesty, I am just asking for a natural explanation from His Majesty, although it is impossible to make you sincerely repent, but it is precisely because of this that I I especially want to see how His Majesty is reluctant but has to compromise in order to live safely, this is very interesting."

The emperor gritted his teeth angrily: "You are really Nie Su's good daughter!"

He has the same personality and behavior as him, he only loves to do things that make people hate it, but he can't do anything about it!
Fu Yue's eyes turned cold, and her voice seemed to fall into ice: "Don't mention my father, you are not worthy."

The emperor's face froze.

There was no trace of the smile on Fu Yue's face, only indifference, as if covered with a layer of frost, and asked softly: "Zhao Ding, have you hesitated?"

The emperor didn't realize it for a while, and then he realized what Fu Yue was asking, so he didn't speak, and sat still in a daze.

Fu Yue said lightly: "Back then, you were just the most unfavored son of the late emperor, without any support or favor. It was my father who put you on the throne regardless of everything, and saved your life several times for you. Without him, you will never be able to sit on this supreme throne even if you have exhausted everything in your life, and you will not even live as good as a dog. As an emperor, how can you allow others to sleep soundly next to the couch? You can't tolerate such a A courtier with prestige and military merits, and who is too kind to you, so after you sat firmly on the throne, he suppressed my father every step of the way. He knew all this, and he once backed down, but everything he did, After all, I didn’t get the slightest sympathy from you, and ended up in the end of dying and being wiped out. Now I just want to ask you, when you did this, was it because of his loyalty to you, because of the implicated Have hundreds of thousands of innocent people hesitated? Have you ever regretted it afterwards?"

The emperor still didn't speak, but from the look on his assassin's face, he understood.

He never hesitated and never regretted it afterwards.

Perhaps, I am very happy to finally get rid of this thorn in my side!

Fu Yue smiled: "It seems that I think highly of you."

The emperor was speechless and remained silent.

Fu Yue slowly bent down to pick up the silk imperial edict, threw it in front of the emperor, and said coldly, "Write it down, write down all the sins of your life, and let your subjects see how disgusting you are as an emperor!"

The emperor gritted his teeth: "I said, even if I die, I will not write this thing!"

Even if the results are the same, even if he suffers torture if he doesn't write it, he can't write this thing and admit this mistake.

Fu Yue sneered: "Then why don't you die now?"

The emperor's face was stiff, and then he became embarrassed.

Fu Yue's tone became more mocking: "Your Majesty, why bother? Actually, to be honest, Your Majesty, you are most afraid of death, especially at this time, you are not willing to die like this at all. If not, you wouldn't have survived until now. After all, there is nothing that can really stop you from dying, so don't act like you'd rather die than submit, it makes me feel like I'm forcing you into prostitution!"

(End of this chapter)