It was raining heavily in the imperial city of Shangyin, but the weather was fine in Qicheng, the capital city of Dayu.

In the palace, the eunuchs and maids all bowed their heads and walked in a hurry, and there was a murderous atmosphere in the palace, and the little maid who went to the Showa Hall with a tea cup was even more pale, but fortunately, when she only arrived outside the Showa Palace, she was stopped by the woman guarding the door.

"Sister Min Ying."

The little maid saluted, and the tray holding the tea cup in her hand was taken by the woman called Min Ying, and the little maid hurriedly threw a grateful smile and bowed twice.

Min Ying nodded with a smile, seeing that the little maid turned to leave, her steps were getting farther and farther away, the smile on her face disappeared, and she turned her face to look at the two guards guarding outside the hall, and her tone was very cold.

"Keep the door watched, and no one shall come near."

"Yes."

The two guards stood upright and answered, and Min Ying entered the hall with the tea cup in her hand.

The hall was warm, Min Ying bypassed the lacquer-painted pillar, turned a corner, and saw that Ning Yan, the noble empress of Dayu, was sitting on a square chair flipping through the folds, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and her expression was uneasy.

"Your Majesty."

Min Ying called softly and put the teacup in Ning Yan's hand.

Looking at the fold, Ning Yan looks very dignified, with a full forehead, a high nose bridge, and round apricot eyes on her goose-egg-like face, which is cute at first glance, but in the depths of her dark eyes, it is a cold and thin, which does not match her gentle face very well, but it is unexpected, and it is not contrary to harmony.

Min Ying looked at Ning Yan in a daze, and in those apricot eyes, she saw the former Princess Showa in a trance.

In the past, Ning Yan was the most unpretentious princess of the noble royal family, the most uninterested in political affairs, and only wanted a pair of people for a lifetime, but she was just such a gentle woman, and finally became a cold-blooded and ruthless emperor in the throne dispute.

'Bang dang—'

With a sullen sound, the tea cup that Fang was sent to Ning Yan's hand fell to the ground, because a velvet blanket was spread on the ground, only the tea was spilled, and the cup rolled twice, but it was still intact.

"Your Majesty is angry."

Min Ying said, leaned over to pick up the tea cup on the ground, and put it on another table, before turning around and standing beside Ning Yan.

"Is Xue Mingjun crazy?!"

Ning Yan reprimanded, his voice was not loud, but it was very fierce, like a beast trapped in a cage, and a low roar came out of his throat, which made people chill.

"The prime minister has always been like this, Your Majesty has to make plans early..."

Min Ying bowed her head and raised her eyes to look at Ning Yanjiao's good face quietly.

Ning Yan threw the fold in his hand on the table suddenly, but his eyes were still looking at the fold, as if he saw the increasingly rampant and obedient prime minister through a few thin layers of paper.

Ning Yan ascended the throne in just four years, and in these four years, she worked hard to finally lay a little foundation in Dayu, but the Xue family has been the prime minister for generations, and Xue Mingjun asked to marry the daughter of Lin Ping, the secretary of the military department, as his wife, and now he is even more powerful, and the little power she planned was just a mantis arm in front of Xue Mingjun.

If Xue Ming is not removed, and the Lin family is not removed, how long can she sit on the throne? It doesn't matter if she loses, anyway, the throne is also pushed to sit up, but the first emperor's blood is now only her, if she falls, can the country of this Dayu still be surnamed Ning?

Lin Ping's wolf ambition has long been seen in her eyes, and she only hates that she is powerless to get rid of it, and now... But it's an opportunity.

Ning Yan picked up the fold on the case again, looked at it carefully, twitched the corner of his mouth for a while, and took a pen to approve the fold.

"Your Majesty, Lai Fen is Lin Ping's person, the prime minister asked him to lead the army, which is to force you to cut off another point of military power, if Lai Fen wins, come back to the Lin family and have another point of military merit, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take back the military power."

Ning Yan put down the pen and gently stroked his own Zhu Pi on the fold, the white and tender fingers are no longer slender because of the daily correction of the chapter and the handling of state affairs, and the middle finger is even because of the perennial holding of the pen and writing, and the protruding section is particularly eye-catching.

"Let him go." Ning Yan closed the fold and threw it on the pile of folds that he had seen, "Lin Ping's people are always in Beijing, so I don't have a chance to clean them up, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, if he has the life to go and not to return, he can't blame me." ”

Min Ying glanced at Ning Yan and nodded: "I'll arrange it." ”

Silence returned to the Showa Palace, and Ning Yan's eyes slowly looked at the fold she had just thrown down, and every word and stroke on it was Xue Mingjun's handwriting.

In the past, the young man under the begonia flower, like a jade, like a fairy outside the sky, she was also moved, who expected that now, the young man has changed, and he is already the prime minister of the government and the opposition, and she has become an emperor with no one to talk to.

This emperor's position, he originally pushed her up, she was full of joy, thinking that he would protect her and love her, who knew that as soon as he ascended the throne, Huiyang Palace, he saw him bow to the ground, and asked himself to marry Lin Shuangshuang, the daughter of the military department.

She stared at him for a long time, and he was just as quiet as a deep pool, waiting for her to agree, because he knew that she could not refuse.

Ning Yan took his gaze away from the fold and turned to the Xuanxi temple pillar. Her mind flashed through what Xue Mingjun had done over the years, he not only turned his back on her emotionally, but also wanted to kill her in terms of power.

The corners of her mouth provoked a mocking smile, and she didn't know if she was laughing at herself for believing that Xue Mingjun was too stupid, or if she was laughing at the delusions of the Lin and Xue families.

Xue Mingjun was planning to fight like this, and he was fighting against her like-for-tat, Xu had already made up his mind to stand on Lin Ping's side. Assist her to the throne, just because she is a casual princess, so she can control it.

In the coming day, Xue Mingjun may still want to be the emperor himself, and then let Lin Shuangshuang, the slut, be the queen.

Ning Yan blinked his sour eyes, and his heart gradually became ruthless.

This country is the country of her Ning family, Dayu, it is her Ning Yan's Dayu, no matter who wants to get a piece of the pie, whoever has to use his life to compensate for his greed!

Tearing a strip of paper, Ning Yan reached out and picked up the pen again, bowed his head and wrote a few lines of small characters, put the pen down and picked up the note, carefully blew the ink, and after the ink dried, Ning Yan carefully folded the note and called towards the empty Showa Hall.

"Ah Jin."

A shadow suddenly flashed on the beam, and then a person knelt on one knee in front of Ning Yan's desk, but his eyes were covered by a black silk, as if he couldn't see.

The person named Ah Jin bowed his head and did not speak, just waiting for Ning Yan to give an order.

Ning Yan put the note in front of the desk and said, "You go to Sangrong and give this note to her." ”