Chapter 113: The childless concubines are all martyred
The Queen Mother and the others had no time to care about what these concubines were thinking.
Lan Ye helped Chu Zhiyu and whispered: "Niangniang, Daqin has always had the habit of being martyred, if there is a ...... You ......"
She looked worried.
Only the concubines who gave birth to the dragon heir can survive without being buried.
Chu Zhiyu raised her eyebrows and was buried?
She looked around, although the harem concubines of King Qin were few, but the number of unnamed concubines that King Qin had forgotten was considerable.
Some of the women were sent in, and they didn't even see the face of King Qin.
King Qin has no children, and the world knows it.
This is equivalent to the burial of all.
Lan Ye comforted herself and said to herself and Niangniang, "It's okay, you are the princess of Nanliang, if the King of Qin has a case, as long as Xiyu does not agree, you can also leave Qin and return to Xiyu." ”
However, having said that, Lan Ye himself knew in his heart that this was too good.
The emperor of the West Delirium was willing to send a pearl like Chu Zhiyu to make peace, and wanted to use her as a fine work to obtain the intelligence and military map of the Qin State.
How could it be possible that after the death of King Qin, he would bargain with Great Qin for her, a princess who had no use value.
"No matter how bad it is, no matter how bad it is...... Lan Ye lowered his voice and didn't let the third person hear it, "If you don't help the slave and go to General Lu, he will definitely find a way to save you!" ”
Chu Zhiyu's expression was originally faint, and when she heard her mention Lu Huiming, she couldn't help but raise her lips sarcastically.
"General Lu?"
Her soft, flat tone was tinged with worldly indifference and sarcasm.
Let Lan Ye take a moment, she shut up, her heart was worried, and she was even more desperate, if even General Lu gave up his master, would the master still have a way to live?
The sun rises gradually.
As the temperature rises and the time passes, the mood of the crowd gradually becomes agitated and anxious.
"Qin Zhuo's inheritance of the throne is orthodox, and the name is justified, why not?"
"It's you, General Huada, who is good at the palace with a gun without an order, disrespectful to the mourning family, disloyal to His Majesty, and don't hurry up to disarm and confess your guilt, and when this matter is over, the mourning family will be punished lightly."
"I don't know, why is he disrespectful, why is he disloyal, why he disarmed."
General Hua Ze doesn't eat hard and soft, he doesn't eat oil and salt, he is handsome and sassy, "Without His Majesty's own handwriting, no one can set a successor." ”
"What if Your Majesty can't?!" Cao Guogong glared angrily.
The armor on Hua Ze's body refracted a dazzling light in the sun, and no one could see his movements clearly, and the red tassel spear was already against Cao Guogong's neck.
All it takes is a slight movement.
"Bold!"
"Presumptuous!"
"Come on, General Hua, are you going to rebel?!"
"This is the Imperial Palace, how dare you use force! Lin Chong, don't hurry up and take down this chaotic minister and thief! ”
Lin Chong, as a general of the forbidden army, naturally had the accusation of guarding the palace, and he saw that General Hua Ze was not talking, so he obeyed the order of the queen mother and left the queue.
Facing Hua Ze with warning, "General Hua, please stop here, don't let Your Majesty down!" ”
Sanshui was as stubborn as a rock, and couldn't help but shout Lin Chong at this moment.
However, Lin Chong did not hear what Sanshui meant, and when he saw that the Empress Dowager and the ministers led by Cao Guogong were all looking at him with appreciation, he held his head high.
Sanshui closed his eyes, "Idiot." ”
General Hua Ze's ice-cube face finally moved, and he looked at Lin Chong as if surprised, "Disappointing Your Majesty?" ”
He shook his head and stopped looking at Lin Chong.
It seems that Lin Chong is not taken into account at all.
Lin Chong was enraged by his attitude of no one in his eyes and drew his weapon.
At swords' points.
There was no movement at the moment, as if the door of a dead palace suddenly sounded softly.
The door opened.