"How dare you forget?" Sima Baoxiang curled the corners of his mouth, "Jian'an's name represents the cowardice of a country, and she has become a taboo in the imperial dynasty, and no one dares to mention it." If even I, the mother, forget her, wouldn't it erase the traces of her existence? ”

The old emperor drooped his swollen eyes.

He tried to remember, but he couldn't remember what the baby looked like.

At the end of the day, he's just an unimportant person.

He said earnestly: "Let the past pass, why do you want to be obsessed?" For the sake of your beloved daughter, I will not hold you accountable for your sins today. Bao makeup, go back to Cui's house, and live a good life with Cui Yuan. ”

Thunder rolled in the thick dark clouds.

Sima Bao's face was shrouded in shadows, and it was terrifyingly dark.

She whispered: "It's obvious that the imperial brother did something wrong in the front, why did he say that he wouldn't hold me accountable?" As I said, I am here today to collect my debts. ”

The old emperor laughed a few times: "I am magnanimous, but you don't take me seriously!" Bao makeup, you are a woman, what can you do to me? Do you really dare to kill your brother and take the throne?! Even if you dare, how can you sit on the dragon seat as a woman? You will be spurned by the ministers and spurned by the history! ”

"Then it's not something that the imperial brother should think about." Sima Baoxiang said lightly and slapped his palm, "Come out." ”

Those beautiful palace concubines who were hiding behind the screen carefully stepped out of the screen, but they did not salute the old emperor, but instead bowed to Sima Baoxiang: "Your Highness......"

A touch of coldness quickly flashed on the old emperor's face.

Yes, according to Sima Baoxiang, these beauties were all offered by her......

It's no surprise that they do her bidding.

Sima Bao said: "The time has come. ”

The beauty glanced at her a few times, and the pretty face that was smeared with fat and powder was gone, and her eyes were cold and murderous.

They moved with great agility, and pounced on the bloated old emperor like ghosts, and wrapped silk around his neck from behind.

The old emperor's eyes suddenly widened!

He was also a brave warrior in his youth, and although he had indulged in pleasure all these years, he was still extremely strong compared to a woman, and immediately grabbed the arm of one of the beauties and threw her to the ground.

He ran to the wall, wanting to take off the sword hanging on the wall: "Sima Baoxiang, you killed your brother and seized the throne, I gave you a chance, but you don't repent!" Today, I will kill you myself! ”

The long sword was unsheathed, and the chill was pressing.

Sima Baoxiang sat in place without moving.

At the moment when the long sword was about to attack, a white paper folding fan appeared in front of the long sword lightly, blocking the fatal blow.

Cui Shen smiled warmly: "A-Niang is Your Majesty's own sister, why did Your Majesty kill the killer?" ”

The words landed, and without waiting for the old emperor to react, the folding fan was folded and quickly tapped on his wrist.

What seemed to be an extremely light blow made the old emperor scream in pain, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang", he covered his wrist, and took a few steps backwards with a hideous twist on his face.

Several palace concubines did not hesitate to seize the opportunity and immediately rushed towards him.

The old emperor was thrown to the ground, and they did not give him a second chance to resist, but held his hands and feet hard, and let one of the palace concubines wrap silk around his neck fiercely.

The silk is gradually tightened.

Even if the old emperor struggled with all his might, his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and coupled with the fracture of his wrist, he had no way to push these women away.

His face grew a horrible purple, and his lips trembled violently.

He uttered cursed and threatening words, but because his throat was pinned, he couldn't make a sound.

He stared at Sima Bao's makeup, and his eyeballs gradually bulged out of shape.

Finally, he stopped struggling.

The palace concubines sat on their knees on the ground, all drenched in sweat.

One of them dared to probe the old emperor's snort before looking at Sima Baoxiang: "Your Highness, he is gone." ”

The emperor, who held the power of the world, died in the hands of women.

Sima Bao's makeup caressed the fragrant tea, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were calm.

Although the other party is her half-brother, but he has no love for her, and cruelly killed her daughter, she has hated this murderer for so many years, and now that he is finally dead, she does not feel the slightest sadness, only feels extremely happy.

She put down the teacup and looked out the Ruyi window.

The palace is majestic, and the palace is full of treasures.

This palace is probably not known to be about to change owners.

This court probably didn't know that a great change was about to be ushered in.

Everything will work out for the better.

Sima Baoxiang smiled, got up and said, "It's time to go and meet the courtiers." ”

She gracefully stepped out of the threshold of the imperial study.

Cui Shen followed her quietly.

The moment the woman stepped out of her front foot, a clean white paper folding fan pierced her chest from behind.

Sima Baoxiang stood in place in a daze, blood slowly flowing down the corners of her mouth.

She lowered her head and looked at the folding fan protruding from her heart.

Cui Shen whispered softly behind her back: "A-Niang's murder of her brother to seize the throne is a great crime, and Yue Wei is determined to seek justice for His Majesty." Eradicating traitors and protecting the royal family is also Yuewei's obligation as a courtier. ”

Sima Bao staggered a few steps forward.

She turned around abruptly and stared at Cui Shen in disbelief.

The young man in white stood in the spring breeze.

His hands were white and slender with distinct bones, and he slowly unfolded the blood-stained folding fan, and when he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, clean and innocent.

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Good night duck