"Bastard!" Zhao Yichen held the fold in his hand, his eyes were full of anger.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that he can't back down anymore." Xu Xingzhi saluted, the official robe was more delicate than before, and the pipe hat on his head was also a grade higher, and it was obvious that it had risen one level.

"Bring that waste back to Jinzhou, and I will personally judge it."

When the moon is already bright, I don't know if the moon is too bright, or the stars play hide and seek, only the moonlight but not the stars, but it seems a little abrupt.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about that?" Song Zhi walked up to the city wall, originally wanting to see the night of Jinzhou City, but he happened to meet Zhao Yichen, who was here to spend his sorrows.

"Hmm."

"Punish as much as you want, Your Majesty can't be soft."

"I know, but apart from him, I have no relatives in this world."

"He is not the one who makes mistakes, how can there be a reason for the son to repay the father."

Simply and clearly hit the crux of this matter, as Song Zhi said, Zhao Yichen also has the same opinion on this matter.

"If you are a man, there will be a place for you in the officialdom."

"It's a pity that I'm not, I'm just a woman, trapped here, and I can only look at the boxy sky."

Zhao Yichen only remembered at this time that she had come from a long way in the desert, and everything around her was strange and empty. She often looks at the moon, is she looking through the moon at her hometown, which is 108,000 miles away?

There were two rows of ministers standing on each side of the Heavenly Temple, and Helan Kangnian took the second lady and Helan Yan to kneel in the middle of the hall.

"Helan Kangnian, what else do you have to explain?" Zhao Yichen threw the notebook in Helan Yan's face.

His mind is only three years old, and with the favor of the second lady, he has long lost the appearance of a gentleman like a jade in the past, and now he has a fat head and big ears, empty eyes, and the appearance of a fat pig.

The music book fell on his face, and he didn't feel any fear, but just begged the second lady for meat.

"That pseudo-Taoist priest will be killed with a rod, and his relatives and descendants will never be hired." Zhao Yichen seemed to have made a lot of determination, and his tone was heavy and slow, "Helan Kangnian, degraded to a concubine, will never be allowed to enter Jinzhou." Helan Yan, comb the punishment. ”

After reading out the trial of these two people, Zhao Yichen's heart couldn't help but hurt.

As an emperor, he executed his relatives for the first time, and in the entire court and the opposition, there were no more family members of the same blood as him.

In this supreme position, he was imprisoned forever, and was forced to learn to be cold-blooded and decisive in killing.

At this moment, he really wanted to see the person in the library, he just wanted to hold her hand and feel for the safety that belonged to her.

At first, he was extremely disgusted with the coldness on Song Zhi's body, because it didn't belong to him, let alone the appearance he expected in his heart, so he wanted to constantly disintegrate this coldness through violence.

In the face of Zhao Yichen's constant torture, she still did not change herself, but she was afraid of the torture instrument in his hand, but she was never really afraid of herself.

Man is so indefinite, after he talked to him on the city wall, he was completely addicted to this coldness, felt her nobility, and fell into it without knowing it.

The library building is in the northeast corner, and the Heavenly Temple is in the northwest corner, and there is a big difference between the two places, just like Song Zhi and Zhao Yichen.

It seems that the palace is also a palace here, but once measured by the feet, it is still a little sore.

Helan Kangnian was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his feet were chained, and several officers and soldiers followed him as he walked on the palace street in Jinzhou.

A month ago, he was the uncle of Jinzhou City who was admired by thousands of people, but now he is unknown to everyone and has suffered humiliation.

Zhao Yichen not only degraded him as a concubine, but also gave him to personally supervise He Lanyan.

Helan Yan was stripped of his clothes and placed on a bed of iron nails, and the executioner poured boiling water on his body, which was still steaming with the naked eye in the middle of summer.

Helan Yan was lying on the nail bed, letting out a terrible roar because of the heat, and looked at the prisoner Helan Kangnian in a chaotic manner, his eyes were full of begging for mercy, "Father, I'm in so much pain, father, help me, I'm really in pain." ”

Helan Kangnian did not respond, seeing his favorite son being subjected to a terrible punishment, his long-cold heart was shaken a little, and at this moment he actually longed for the position on the golden platform.

He longed for himself to sit on that golden platform and make a decree of death to all those who were watching the execution today.

The long-awaited paternal love finally emerged when Helan Yan was angry.

Helan Yan's matter came to an end, and Zhao Yichen also gave an explanation to the courtiers and the people.

He strolled all the way down the palace street to the library building, and today he didn't bring a single attendant, and suddenly realized that the place where he grew up was so lonely and lonely.

I really don't know what those people are fighting for for this throne.

According to what Zhao Yichen said, Song Zhi did not give up learning characters for a day, and now this word is no longer written by the same person compared with when he first entered the palace.

The impact of the environment on a person is very huge, and under the strict constraints of the palace rules, Song Zhi learned how to restrain himself, and at the same time lost a bit of free aura.

After all, the aura that did not belong to Jinzhou City was completely wiped out under the solemn palace walls.

"You've been practicing my words for more than half a year, but there's still no improvement at all." obviously wanted to praise Song Zhi, but it was still so hurtful to say it.

"The concubine is stupid, and she can't train the backbone of His Majesty." Although Zhao Yichen was not satisfied with her words, Song Zhi thought that this was enough, she was no longer humble, and she was no longer obedient to everything.

Zhao Yichen didn't want to talk to Song Zhi today, so he just sat beside Song Zhi and held Song Zhi's hand.

The other hand was on Song Zhi's shoulder.

Zhao Yichen's slightly broad arms completely hugged Song Zhi in his arms, and his breath rubbed against Song Zhi's ears, making Song Zhi uncomfortable for a while.

It feels like a kitten is constantly scratching its heart, trying to scratch but can't.

"Don't move." Zhao Yichen's tone was a little hurried.

Song Zhi loves plain dresses very much, but his figure is like a stunner, and he seems to have a feeling of wanting to refuse and welcome. From Zhao Yichen's point of view, a piece of spring is in full view, although he doesn't know about men and women, but after all, he is at the age of blood and strength.

Somewhere was very swollen, and the feeling of congestion made Zhao Yichen feel unbearable, and he wanted to vent it quickly.

Seeing Song Zhi's chest rising and falling due to breathing, he was a little selfless.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Song Zhi felt Zhao Yichen's pause and turned his head to look at him.

She had just eaten the fresh cheese, and the breath was slightly cool, mixed with the sweetness of the fruit.