The Queen's Troubles: Her Majesty Is Jealous of Her Husband

Chapter 122 Do You Want The Throne That Much?

False Wu looked at Ouyang Youche's pale face, and hurriedly stopped him, "Your Majesty, absolutely not! You haven't eaten for a day and a night, you should eat first!"
"It's too late... Your Majesty, they have already reached the Shenran Hall!"

Eunuch Xu broke out in a cold sweat, looking worriedly at Ouyang Youche, who was in Huafa.

Compared with the Queen Mother's turmoil, what shocked him the most was the emperor's gorgeous hair.

What he didn't expect was that the emperor would only occasionally save her when he saw the little queen, but...the emperor did this for the little queen...it's unbelievable.

Moreover, if the little empress died in that way, it was the emperor, who would hate such a woman, but he... was so thoughtful that his head was full of red hair.

"Of course I have a way!"

Ouyang Youche remained calm, stood up coldly and walked out.

Outside, there were indeed soldiers and hidden guards fighting together, "Stop!"

Ouyang Youche roared loudly, and everyone stopped.

This roar of the Hedong lion was so powerful that it hurt everyone's eardrums.

"The Queen Mother is back!"

A high-pitched announcement sounded outside.

Those rebels automatically gave way to a road, and the smell of blood permeated in front of Shenran Hall.

The morning light is shining brightly.

It doesn't quite match up with this stormy scene.

I saw the Queen Mother, dressed in splendid clothes, walking over steadily, followed by two maids, two eunuchs, and General Ma and others.

However, seeing Ouyang Youche's gorgeous hair, the queen mother couldn't help being stunned, but she was only surprised for a short moment, and then laughed.

"I didn't expect the emperor to be so affectionate to the little empress, the little empress was so carousing with men, and the emperor even hurt Huafa because of her death. It's really touching, but it's a pity that the emperor has no time to feel sorry for the little empress."

The queen mother smiled arrogantly, she was the queen all her life, but her own son didn't get what she deserved, how could she be reconciled?
Ouyang Youche smiled coldly, "Queen Mother, do you really want the throne that much?"

He was extremely calm, although he knew that he only had 3 people, facing an army of hundreds of thousands, his chances of winning were very small.

After all, this is the palace, not the battlefield.

Author's Note: Uh. What about Piao Piao? Where did everyone go?
(End of this chapter)