My wife is Invincible East

Shang Ming threw Wantong to the ground like a dead dog and looked at Zhu Moye with a stern expression for a while.

I just felt the aura coming from him that was as deep and as vast as the ocean, which made me tremble with fear.

He quickly forced a flattering smile on his face, clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on achieving unrivaled mastery."

"Invincible? Haha, still far from it."

The battle with Dugu Qiubai just now made Zhu Moye realize that there are always people better than you.

In this world, no one dares to say that he is invincible.

I guess only Dugu Qiubai, a god-level figure who has lived for four hundred years and has long transcended the scope of martial arts, would dare to say that.

Fortunately, he is probably the only person who has exceeded the limit of the plane and still refused to ascend, otherwise he would be doomed.

"Nothingness" is the most mysterious Taoist secret, recorded as the Great Way.

Even a real fairy like Tianyi feels that martial arts are extremely strange and not everyone can comprehend them.

A glimmer of longing flashed across Zhu Moye's eyes. The low-level martial arts plane was already so exciting, so how magnificent would the higher levels be?

Take a deep breath and suppress those unrealistic and unrealistic thoughts.

He turned his head to look at Wantong who was wailing in the air, and ordered, "Cut him into pieces!"

"Your Highness, don't you kill your enemies with your own hands?"

Hearing Shang Ming's question, Zhu Moye said disdainfully: "Enemy? He's not qualified. Killing him will only dirty my hands."

Shang Ming said no more, and moved all ten fingers. Ten extremely tough silk threads shot out from his sleeves and penetrated every inch of Wantong's flesh and bones.

The next second, a scream was heard, and the sound of flesh being torn apart continued and never stopped.

When I looked down, I saw minced meat all over the floor.

"Ding! Complete the second stage of the side quest, Kill Concubine Wan. Successfully kill her relatives. 3,000 reward points!"

Zhu Moye was no longer concerned about the mere 3,000 points. He turned to look at Long Yi and said, "By the way, did you see a little girl around six or seven years old just now?"

Dongfang Bai said that her sister was hiding in a bamboo basket, but Zhu Moye couldn't find her after searching all over Chenjia Village, so he could only pin his hopes on Long Yi and the others.

Long Yi and the others thought about it and shook their heads.

"Hey, it seems he ran out because he was scared. Fortunately, the enemies have been killed, so he should be safe."

Zhu Moye sighed softly, not worrying too much. He didn't believe that even with the entire nation's efforts, they wouldn't be able to find a young girl. He immediately instructed Long Yi, "Go to Shijiazhuang and mobilize the soldiers. Give the innocent dead a proper burial. Rebuild Chenjia Village and relocate some people here. Also, search for the whereabouts of Dongfang's sister within a hundred miles."

"I obey my orders!"

Zhu Moye nodded, looked at Shang Ming, and said:

"Go back to Beijing!"

The Chenjiacun case has just ended, and a shocking uproar is about to break out in the capital!

Well, I won’t tell you, the real climax has just begun. Want to see it? Automatically... You can see the timed chapters in advance...

Chapter 67: The End of Concubine Wan

The sun sets and it is almost dusk.

Forbidden City, inside the Daming Palace study.

Zhu Jianshen and Zhu Moye sat across from each other at a small table. In the middle of the table were the Chu River and Han River and dozens of chess pieces, as if they were playing a game of chess.

Zhu Jianshen lightly placed a piece, took a sip of tea, and said with a twinkle in his eyes, "He took charge of all the power, trained personal soldiers at the border, won over the people, and inherited the legacy of the previous dynasty's greatest master."

He casually recounted Zhu Moye's recent actions, his expression unchanged, but with a hint of admiration.

"Good tricks! These plans must have been laid out ten years ago."

Zhu Moye's expression remained calm as he calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip. Since he had spoken frankly, there was nothing to hide.

"That's right. This has been settled since the day Concubine Wan started plotting against me."

Although he already had a guess in his mind, Zhu Jianshen could not hide the horror in his eyes when he heard the exact answer.

The originally innocent child had undergone such a huge change after escaping death that even the emperor felt it was a bit shocking.

Immediately, he shook his head again, his expression somewhat dejected, like a hero in his twilight years, and sighed, "You can turn clouds into rain with a flip of your hand. Your methods are enough to rival any emperor throughout history. I am no match for you."

Zhu Moye had a stern expression, although he felt a sense of sympathy for the middle-aged man in front of him, and was very grateful for his care for him over the past ten years.

However, that bitch Concubine Wan has already challenged his bottom line, and he must not be soft-hearted at this time.

He said in a resolute tone: "It's not that you are inferior to me, but..."

"You are not fit to be emperor!"

Zhu Jianshen's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect that Zhu Moye would dare to say such outrageous words.

But then he thought about it and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

His second son has become the overlord of the Ming Dynasty. The highest power holders in the East and West Factories are all his trusted lackeys, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard is also controlled by him.

It controls the privacy interests of almost all military and political ministers of the Ming Dynasty and has become the largest interest group in the world.

Moreover, he had replaced all the leaders of the tens of thousands of border troops at the Dali border with people he supported.

What's more, he controls the most powerful force in the world, the people's hearts!

He is invincible in power, has the support of the people, and controls the border troops.

It was obvious that the situation was irreversible and they could follow the example of Emperor Gaozu Zhu Di at any time, attack the capital and usurp the throne.

The capital of Emperor Chenghua is no longer as strong as that of his young son.

Zhu Moye didn't care about Zhu Jianshen's reaction. He picked up the chess piece in his hand, put it down gently, and opened his lips to utter two words as indifferent as water: "General!"

The word "general" was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhu Jianshen's heart heavily.

For a moment, the high-spirited Emperor of the Ming Dynasty became like a deflated ball, lifeless and as if he had aged decades.

"Are you so eager to become emperor?"

Zhu Moye stood up, turned around and walked back.

It was not until he walked out of the Daming Palace that a few words floated into Zhu Jianshen's ears.

"If I don't become the emperor, my troubles will never end. All of this is caused by you spoiling Concubine Wan. Karma will come back!"

……

At the same time, in Qianming Palace.

Concubine Wan paced anxiously back and forth in the reception hall. She was extremely worried and muttered, "Why hasn't there been any news yet? Did something unexpected happen? That's impossible. Everything was clearly planned out."

Although the plan had been perfected, he sent ten top masters who practiced the Sunflower Manual and dozens of Jinyiwei led by Wantong to intercept and kill Zhu Moye.

Moreover, even if he escaped this disaster, she had a backup plan when she arrived in Dali, which was almost foolproof.

However, she always felt uneasy in her heart.

"Concubine Wan, I haven't seen you for ten years, and you're still so disgusting."

Just when she was feeling uneasy, an indifferent and cold voice penetrated into her mind like a death-demonic voice.

"Ah! Who is this!"

Concubine Wan was so frightened as if she had seen a ghost seeking revenge for her life that she screamed in fear and her whole body was covered with goose bumps.

"Haha...after ten years, have you forgotten my voice?"

It seemed that the owner of the voice was very happy to see Concubine Wan jumping up and down like a frightened mouse, and there was even a hint of laughter in his cold words.

"Zhu Youji!"

Concubine Wan was slightly stunned, then she gritted her teeth and spat out the name of the visitor.

Her heart was filled with hatred, and she almost wanted to bite him to pieces, but her sarcastic face could not hide the fear.

Unable to control the fear and confusion in her heart, she screamed, "This is impossible! How could you still be alive?"

"Even if you escaped Chenjia Village, you should be on your way to Dali now. How could you possibly be returning to Beijing? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I don't believe it!"

The situation before her was completely out of her control. How could she, who thought she was extremely careful and sure of victory, endure it? Under the severe psychological impact, she was about to collapse.

"There's an assassin! Come quickly, capture him and kill him without mercy!"

Concubine Wan thought quickly and had an idea. Since Zhu Moye's voice could be heard in Qianming Palace, he must be nearby. As long as she killed him on the spot and destroyed the body, her plan could still be completed.

He immediately screamed and shouted until he was hoarse.

However, after half a day, his voice had become hoarse, but the palace guards had not arrived yet. It was quiet outside the house, without a sound.

There wasn't even a sound of passersby's footsteps.

The extreme silence immediately made Concubine Wan feel desperate, and she collapsed to the ground in despair.

"It's ridiculous. Ten years ago, you could have transferred the imperial guards and plotted to kill me. Ten years later, I, the Crown Prince, will not return the favor?"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Wan's face turned pale, her makeup messed up, her face ashen, her eyes hazy and unfocused, and she muttered to herself, "Impossible... How could I possibly lose to a little brat..."

"You are already powerless to save the situation. Come out and die!"

"I'll let you taste the most wonderful way to die in the world!"

Chapter 68 Driving Wan Zhen'er crazy!

Upon hearing this, Concubine Wan was stunned, and the look of fear and dejection on her face disappeared instantly.

Instead, there was a touch of crazy piety, as if he had seen a god, and his legs moved stiffly, like a mindless walking corpse.

He actually obeyed me and opened the door and walked out.

In the back garden, Zhu Moye had a strange smile on his face.

What he had just used was the unique skill of Li Qiushui, one of the three Xiaoyao elders, the sound transmission and soul-searching technique.

Those with profound internal strength can use their powerful internal strength to transform sounds into continuous sound waves and transmit them to the ears of the enemy even if they are hundreds of miles away.

If the opponent is also a master of internal strength, as long as his skills are slightly inferior, the sound waves will cause his mind to be in chaos, his dantian to be disordered, and his fighting power to be greatly reduced.

If the opponent's internal strength is far inferior to that of the person who performs this skill, or even if he is just an ordinary person, at best he will lose his soul and turn into a walking corpse that obeys orders, or at worst he will be directly killed by the sound waves.

Zhu Moye didn't want that bitch to die so easily, so when he used his power just now, he didn't use much strength, just enough to make her obedient.

A moment later, Concubine Wan appeared in the back garden, walking towards Zhu Moye.

After Zhu Moye waited for her to approach, he shouted softly, "Wake up!"

A hint of color gradually emerged in Concubine Wan's muddled eyes. The next second, her eyes widened like cowbells, as if she had seen a ghost. She looked at Zhu Moye with horror and said, "Why is my body not obeying me? What kind of magic did you use?"

Zhu Moye turned a deaf ear to him, his expression playful, like a cat playing with a mouse. He smiled playfully and shouted coldly, "Kneel down!"

Pfft!

Concubine Wan Guifei suddenly felt as if her body was being crushed by a mountain. She couldn't straighten her back at all and couldn't use any strength at all.

Although he was still conscious, he was unable to control his body at all, not even blinking.

He knelt on the ground with a thud, prostrating himself as if he was worshiping a god.

She held a high position and had wreaked havoc on the Ming Dynasty for over a decade. She had never suffered such humiliation before. Her heart was instantly torn apart as she roared at the top of her lungs, "You bastard! How dare you use your magic to humiliate me like this? I will have the Emperor tear you into pieces!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, clenching her fingers tightly. The humiliation and anger that almost made her faint made her unconsciously dig her nails into her palms, causing blood to flow out.

"Tsk, Your Majesty?"

Zhu Moye scoffed lightly, a look of undisguised disdain appearing on his face. He looked down at Concubine Wan, who was like a broken-back dog, and said arrogantly, "Do you think Zhu Jianshen still has the ability to touch me now?"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Wan, who looked like a madman, suddenly stiffened.

After Zhu Moye's reminder, she suddenly realized that with Zhu Jianshen's doting on her, if he still had the final say in the court, how could he watch Zhu Moye transfer the palace guards away and remain indifferent?

This can only mean that... the majesty of the current emperor, Emperor Chenghua, is already dead in name only.

Thinking of this, Concubine Wan's eyes dimmed, and the last shred of resistance disappeared. She collapsed limply on the ground, mumbling unconsciously: "Why... why did I lose... just a little ghost... how could I, Wan Zhen'er, lose!"

By the end of her speech, her face was distorted, her expression ferocious, and her surging resentment broke free from the restraints of the Voice Transmission and Soul Searching Technique. She screamed shrilly towards the heavens, "Damn God! Why is this evil creature so capable of planning and foresight, like a reincarnated Zhuge Liang? Why do you favor him so much? And yet you cruelly take my child away! I refuse to accept!"

Seeing Concubine Wan's miserable end, Zhu Moye did not feel any sympathy.

poor person must have something mean.