The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

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The crisp sound of broken bones sent a chill down people's spines. Queen Zhao's face twisted in pain, and Ye Lanxuan stared at Jiang Ci with red eyes.

"Jiang Ci, I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Ci looked at Ye Lanxuan with contempt and provocatively stepped on Queen Zhao's left shoulder blade.

"It feels really good to step on someone and crush all her bones. Thanks to you for reminding me."

"You are a lunatic. My mother is your elder after all. How can you be so cruel?"

Jiang Ci sneered: "Why don't you laugh? I still like to see your arrogant look. The louder you laugh, the more I want to hear this woman's shrill screams, just like now!"

Just as he finished speaking, his foot that was stepping on Queen Zhao's left shoulder blade moved a few inches to the right. With a little force, the other arm was broken again. Queen Zhao screamed in pain.

Yuan An took the opportunity to swing the whisk in his hand towards Jiang Ci, and Ying Si and others immediately stepped forward to fight with him.

Jiang Ci ignored Yuan An and stared at Ye Lanxuan with evil eyes.

Ye Lanxuan was so angry that he was shaking all over: "What do you want me to do in exchange for letting my mother go?"

Jiang Ci curled his lips and said, "If you kill yourself in front of her to show your filial piety, I will spare her life!"

"No, my son...don't..." Queen Zhao looked at Ye Lanxuan with a pale face, trying to stop him.

Ye Lanxuan angrily shouted, "Jiang Ci, my father is still alive, what qualifications do you have to let me die?"

Jiang Ci sneered: "Oh? Then you might as well ask him if he can save your life."

Ye Lanxuan knelt down with a plop and looked at the old emperor pleadingly: "Father, I know I was wrong. Please save my life and my mother's life."

The old emperor was already on the verge of collapse due to excessive blood loss. He staggered back two steps and fell onto the dragon throne.

Ask him to save that whore? He wanted to peel off her skin and chop her into pieces to feed the dogs.

But Ye Lanxuan is his own flesh and blood after all. If he falls into Jiang Ci's hands, he would probably not survive.

"Seventh Brother, I leave the Queen to you to deal with. As for the Third Brother... after all, he is your blood relative, so... just let him live."

Jiang Ci looked at the old emperor with indifference.

"What qualifications do you have to ask me for help?"

The old emperor was stunned: "I...I am your father. As long as you release the third brother, I can give you the throne."

Jiang Ci stared at the old emperor in silence, with many childhood memories emerging in his mind.

At that time, he was very confused. Why did his father, who had loved him so much, change overnight? He no longer had his son in his eyes, and even saw disgust in his eyes.

I originally thought that this man was extremely cold-blooded, and that even the life of his own son was not worth mentioning in the face of supreme power. However, more than ten years later, when I saw him dragging his sick body and trying hard to plead for his other son, I realized that he also had family affection.

"Haha, this is truly a scene of loving father and filial son. Since you personally pleaded for him, you must spare his life."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Ci gave a cold order: "The Third Prince plotted to usurp the throne and murdered Your Majesty. Cut off his limbs and put him in the Ministry of Justice to await trial. All the remnants of the Zhao family will be killed!"

Ye Lanxuan widened his eyes in horror: "No, if you cut off my hands and feet, I will become a complete cripple. Jiang Ci, you might as well kill me."

Ye Lanxuan stood up frantically to resist, but was pressed to the ground by two shadow guards.

The old emperor also looked extremely ugly.

"Seventh Brother, do you have to be so ruthless?"

Jiang Ci curled his lips and said, "It is a blessing from heaven to spare the life of a traitor who intends to rebel. If you think he would rather die than live, you can kill him with a sword now."

The old emperor felt like he had something stuck in his throat. He knew that his son hated him, so how could he possibly listen to him?

Seeing that the old emperor had shut up, Jiang Ci signaled his men to take action with his eyes.

Right here in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, in front of all the civil and military officials, he ordered his men to chop off Ye Lanxuan's hands and feet. His shrill screams echoed throughout the hall, and everyone lowered their heads, no one daring to look at the bloody scene before them.

Ye Lanxuan, who was covered in blood and unconscious, was taken away. Under the suppression of the shadow guards, Su Ji, Feng Yunhe and others, the father and son of the Zhao family and the rest of their gang were all killed. Yuan An tried to use illusion to escape with Queen Zhao, but Ji Chuan, Nangong Yan and others who arrived in time broke the formation and captured him.

Yuan An crawled towards Queen Zhao, who was covered in blood, and hugged her tightly.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I still failed."

Queen Zhao endured the severe pain of broken bones, tears in her eyes.

"Successors are kings and losers are bandits. This palace... does not blame you. It's a pity that you were not born when I was born, and I was old when you were born. If I had met you earlier... earlier, maybe I would not... would not have entered the palace."

After saying the last sentence, Queen Zhao died on the spot.

Yuan An looked at Jiang Ci with hatred in his eyes: "Jiang Ci, don't be happy too soon. Even if you change your fate, you are destined to die alone in this life. Since ancient times, those who are deeply in love do not live long. Those who are deeply in love do not live long. Hahaha..."

After laughing a few times, Yuan An looked deeply at Queen Zhao, then pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into his own heart.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He quietly held Queen Zhao's body and slowly closed his eyes.

"Sister, Yuan An is here to accompany you."

Jiang Ci suddenly felt a little uneasy. He closed his eyes to steady his mind. He then ordered in a cold voice, "Send His Majesty back to the Taiji Palace and summon the imperial physician for a consultation!"

"Yes!"

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Tai Chi Hall

The old emperor lay on the dragon bed, barely breathing his last. The imperial physician walked out of the hall after making a diagnosis.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has injured his heart meridian. I'm afraid he won't survive this night."

Jiang Ci hummed expressionlessly.

"Go down."

"Yes!"

Now everyone in the palace is in danger, this change came too fast, catching everyone off guard. They thought that the fight for the throne would eventually be decided between the Seventh Prince and the Third Prince, but it turned out that the Seventh Prince was an impostor, and the real winner was actually this year's new top scholar.

Even the picture book doesn’t dare to write like this.

Jiang Ci stepped into the Taiji Hall and looked directly at the old emperor on the couch with a cold gaze.

The old emperor slowly opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps: "You succeeded, you are worthy of being the blood of the Feng family. Your other brothers are no match for you."

Jiang Ci walked to the bed, his eyes blank: "You must be disappointed."

The old emperor chuckled twice.

"When a person is about to die, some things become easier to let go. Thinking back to everything I did in the past, I don't want to delve into right and wrong. Even if I were allowed to... do it again, the Feng family still cannot stay. But... I have failed your mother after all. After this incident, it is God's will that the throne be left to you."

After saying this, the old emperor looked at Jiang Ci deeply for a while.

"You won't kill me yourself?"

Jiang Ci said coldly: "Because she is pure and beautiful, she is a fairy sent to me by the heaven. I don't want to dirty my hands and be contaminated by karma. You should wait for death alone in this Taiji Hall."

After saying this, Jiang Ci turned around and left indifferently.

"she……"

The old emperor felt a suffocating feeling in his heart.