Bai Jinsu coughed a few times and said coldly: "She is not the material to be an empress, I will not hand over my country to such a person." ”

"You!"

Zhuang Bihua glared at Bai Jinsu, trembling with anger.

Taishi's face was also extremely ugly.

Seeing Deguijun's hideous appearance, Liu Changan shrunk into Bai Jinsu's arms, tugged at her sleeve, and muttered in a low voice.

"Jin Su, he's so scary like this~"

Seeing this, Bai Jinsu took Liu Chang'an, looking weak and seriously ill and did not forget to comfort the faint gentleman who was greedy for beauty.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let such an ugly thing stain the baby's eyes, it's me, I apologize to the baby."

Ugly stuff??

Zhuang Bihua's face turned black into ashes at the bottom of the pot: "......"

Is it tolerable or unbearable!!

An angry reprimand: "Your Majesty! ”

When Bai Jinsu heard this, he hugged Liu Changan into his warm arms, and glared sideways.

"Why are you so loud? I'm scared of my baby! ”

Zhuang Bihua looked at the woman she once loved hugging other men, and her eyes were red with jealousy.

That trace of love instantly turned into a strong hatred, and hatred was born out of love.

I saw that his eyes were dyed scarlet and ruthless, and he laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Your Majesty, you said that Ying'er is not worthy of being the king, but this palace wants her to take your throne!" ”

"You don't know, the reason why you are seriously ill is because I poisoned your bowl of white fungus soup that day!"

Seeing Bai Jinsu's shocked look, Zhuang Bihua laughed wildly: "I can't believe it, right?" ”

Bai Jinsu: No, I'm just quietly watching you die.

"That's just the way it is!"

"Feng Jinsu, in vain I once treated you sincerely, and you also promised to make me Fengjun and make my daughter a princess, but you broke your promise!"

"You villain! You are ruthless and unrighteous. ”

"It's me who is stupid, I'm too naïve to believe your nonsense!"

"Since you betrayed me without faith, I won't let you have a good time!"

"Your throne, your country, are all my Ying'er's!"

"This is what you should compensate our father and daughter, this is what you owe me, you owe me!!"

Zhuang Bihua looked excited, like crazy, his handsome face was hideous and distorted, like a bitter smile and resentment, painful and unwilling, jealous and crazy.

Bai Jinsu's eyes flashed slightly: "That's not my ......"

Taishi also felt that his son was not in a good mood, his face was slightly gloomy, and he glared at him warningly.

"Hua'er!"

Zhuang Bihua didn't listen, her scarlet eyes stared at Bai Jinsu: "Your Majesty, no matter what you say today, the heir to the throne can only be Ying'er!" ”

Bai Jinsu opened his eyes: "You are dreaming." ”

Taishi had a calm face: "Hua'er, calm down!" ”

Zhuang Bihua felt that he couldn't calm down!

"Mother, haven't you seen it yet? She doesn't want to pass the throne to Ying'er at all, what are we waiting for?! ”

Bai Jin Su Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lazily: "Huh? ”

"Don't you two also want to learn from that Zou Qingyu to force the palace to rebel?"

Zhuang Bihua glared at Bai Jinsu with cruel eyes: "What is rebellion?" This throne was originally Ying'er's, what's wrong with me taking it back?! ”

“

Bai Jinsu stared at Zhuang Jing coldly: "Taishi also thinks so?" ”

Zhuang Jing's face paused slightly, and he thought for a moment in his heart and analyzed the current situation.

Now that Zou Qingyu has been removed, he has mastered most of the Praetorian Guards, as well as the army surrounding the city.

The military power is in hand, and most of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are her people, so why are you afraid of a person who wants to die?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jing's face was slightly cold, and her sharp eyes stared at Bai Jinsu Dao.

"Your Majesty, those who know the times are handsome."

"A good person who knows the times is Junjie!"

Bai Jinsu sneered: "Master, I am not thin on you, aren't you afraid of bearing the world's infamy and leaving a stench for 10,000 years?" ”

"Your Majesty, let's save some saliva!"

Zhuang Bihua held the heirloom jade seal snatched from Zou Qingyu in his hand, and threw a blank holy decree in front of Bai Jinsu.

"Write, Your Majesty."

If it weren't for the fact that this edict of succession needed to be written by the empresses themselves, he would have written it himself.