Chapter 227: Duel

"What's going on?"

"What now?"

"Which side do you want to support?"

……

The mood of the civil and military officials was chaotic, and no one thought that there would be such a scene after participating in the booklet. Before becoming the queen, she forced the palace...... I've never seen anything like it in ancient times.

Yang Yan looked coldly at Situ Ningbing, who had finished reading the so-called "Edict of the First Emperor" aloud, and said unhurriedly: "I'll just say how can you be so obedient, it turns out that you are waiting for me here." However, I'm curious, why do you dare to openly oppose me in the palace and on my territory?" said with a stroke of his hand, he pulled His Highness into the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, "I don't know if they will be on your side?" Yang Yan himself laughed, "When did you become so naΓ―ve?"

Situ Ningbing also smiled, "It's really you, don't you really think that this palace and even the entire Chang'an City are your territory? And I would be so stupid as to go deep into the tiger's den and let you slaughter without a trace of support?"

"What if there is?" Yang Yan was still unhurried, looking at Situ Ningbing and smiling more and more enchantingly, "No matter what kind of reliance you have, now that you are standing in front of me, it will be easy for me to take your life!" As soon as the words fell, Yang Yan raised his hand and took Situ Ningbing's chest directly, it was his stunt - heart picking!

Situ Ningbing's vitality was seriously injured and he didn't recover at all, but Yang Yan's move was doing his best, fast and ruthless, even when his body was unhindered, Situ Ningbing might not be able to block his killing move, not to mention that she didn't have good legs now, and she couldn't move if she wanted to.

At the last moment, the palace maid who was originally supporting Situ Ningbing suddenly dodged in front of Situ Ningbing, blocked Yang Yan's fatal blow for her, and grabbed Yang Yan's hand that was inserted into her heart. Taking advantage of the gap between Yang Yan getting rid of the palace maid, a short sword stabbed into Yang Yan's lower abdomen silently and quickly.

"You?!" Yang Yan stared at the sneak attack on her with a long smile in disbelief, she didn't expect her to dare to betray herself. And Changxiao just said to him expressionlessly, "Slave and maid, see mercy!" After speaking, he immediately flew up and kicked Yang Yan fiercely, kicking him out of the distance along with the palace maid who was dragging his hand.

This series of changes was too sudden, and everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then they didn't know who shouted, "Escort ......! Escort ......!" The Imperial Forest Army guarding in front of the palace seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and they all pulled out their swords and surrounded Situ Ningbing. Situ Ningbing didn't care, and only said lightly to the air: "The Imperial Forest Army can't be even, so you have this ability?" As soon as the words fell, he only heard the sound of "whooshing" breaking the wind, and several of the Imperial Forest Army surrounding Situ Ningbing fell down in response, with a crossbow arrow stuck in his throat or chest.

One person led dozens of brightly armored Imperial Forest Army from outside the hall, and some holy favors or high-ranking and powerful people on weekdays recognized the leading young man at a glance, it was not someone else or Yang Yan's henchman, the flame servant of the Imperial Forest General at the time.

I saw him striding to the front of the hall, kneeling down on one knee and saying, "My subordinates are late for escort, please forgive my master." He actually said it to Situ Ningbing.

When Yang Yan saw him, he didn't care about the wound that was bleeding out, and gritted his teeth and said, "Good dog minion! How dare you trick me like this!!"

Situ Ningbing looked at him sympathetically, but he said words that could make Yang Yan vomit blood, "Don't get me wrong, he is a flame servant." ”

Looking at Yang Yan's wide-eyed look of disbelief, Situ Ningbing laughed and said, "Do you think I can lower the bag twice under your nose?" ”

Yang Yan ignored Situ Ningbing and only glared at the flame servant, and asked unwillingly: "Why?!" Although he didn't treat the flame servant and Changxiao well, he never treated them badly, more than ten years of grace and power, he thought that he had packed them up and didn't dare to have the slightest disobedience, why now one doesn't know life and death, and the other is even more rebellious?!

The flame servant's answer was unexpected, there was no resentful accusation that he had been mistreated or let down, just a simple puzzling sentence, "Because the Ice Slave chose you." ”

"Who is the Ice Slave?" The ministers who couldn't do anything for the time being speculated that this "Ice Slave" was sacred, and that he could actually make the flame servant, who was deeply trusted by His Majesty and had a bright future, betray His Majesty......?

Without the knowledge of Yang Yan, Flame Servant and Ice Slave, they have become the protagonists of new scripts and excerpts that will be popular all over the world in the future.

"Okay, you're dying of blood, are you still in the mood to care about this?" Situ Ningbing saw that Yang Yan was puzzled, he still stared at the flame servant, casually pointed to the two inner eunuchs in the hall, and ordered: "Help him go to the Lizheng Palace, find a doctor to take a good look, don't die!"

Just like Situ Ningbing at the beginning, Yang Yan became extremely cooperative at this time, he knew that in such a one-sided situation, Situ Ningbing would never kill him. As long as he doesn't die, there may not be no chance of turning the tables! Therefore, although he wanted to tear the flame servant directly, Yang Yan still helped himself out of the Taiji Hall by the two inner prisoners, one left and one right.

Yang Yan withdrew, and then the owner of this Taiji Hall became Yang Yi, the king of Changshan County who succeeded to the throne in the edict of the first emperor, at least on the surface. Situ Ningbing held the holy decree, walked down from His Majesty, walked step by step in front of Yang Yi, who had not yet come back to his senses, and said respectfully: "Please accept the decree from the king of Changshan County." ”

Yang Yi's gaze wandered between Situ Ningbing and the holy decree in her hand, hesitating whether to accept it, but there was already the lively wall grass, and he was on the side to pick him up and take the decree quickly. With a wallgrass leader, there will be more wobbly wallgrass jumping out to echo it. In the end, even those courtiers who were originally favored and reused by Yang Yan had to accept the fact that they suddenly changed masters. Under the expectation of everyone, Yang Yi could no longer tolerate hesitation, even if in his eyes this holy decree was no different from a hot potato, he still had to accept it.

After receiving the holy decree from Situ Ningbing's hands, Yang Yi was surrounded by a group of ministers and sat on the dragon chair, and then the ministers in the Taiji Hall knelt down, and the sound of the mountain shouting long live became a loud one. Acting in a full set, Situ Ningbing also knelt among the ministers, looking at Yang Yi on the top of the dragon chair between the ups and downs of worship, her expression was a little pity, who let the first emperor only give birth to three sons? He was the prince again, so he had to use him as a gun again, but this time...... Situ Ningbing silently apologized to Yang Yan in his heart, "I'm sorry!"