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She finally saw Xin Lan, Concubine Concubine, and Concubine Man falling down one after another, but now something happened to the emperor.

Her biggest backer is the emperor, if the emperor falls, she will definitely not feel better.

But no matter how you inquire about the news, you can only get the news that the emperor is seriously ill.

Meian dutifully guarded the door, not letting anyone in.

There is no emperor who is seriously ill in the palace, he is just a stand-in.

But for the sake of the head on his neck, Meian knew what to do.

Qu Zhian was busy approving the memorial, while Xin Lan was in the palace, looking at Wu Yanqing who looked like a dead dog in front of him.

She locked Wu Yanqing in a room with chains. Every day someone came to deliver food to him, but they didn't give him chopsticks and spoons, so he could only eat with his hands.

At first, Wu Yanqing broke the bowl angrily, and after a few days of starvation, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Xin Lan pushed open the door and looked at the embarrassed man jokingly.

Wu Yanqing's eyeballs were cloudy and he hadn't seen the light for a few days. When he saw Xin Lan walking in, he squinted his eyes.

"I thought you had a lot of backbone, but it seems that's all."

Wu Yanqing saw who was coming, and rushed over, but instead of biting, he begged for mercy, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Lan'er, I know I'm wrong. I've always been wrong in the past. I deserve to die. I shouldn't have done those things to you. Let me out, okay? I'll let you be the queen again. Harmony day, okay?"

"Of course... not good."

Xin Lan dragged out her tone, and seeing Wu Yanqing's dim eyes turned into disgust, she chuckled.

"Wu Yanqing, Wu Yanqing, why do you think I'm still as easy to deceive as I used to be?"

Xin Lan thought he was really interesting, and she felt too good about herself.

Wu Yanqing shrank back and stopped talking.

Xin Lan watched him pretending to be a tortoise, and called the people outside the door to come in.

"Hong Huan?!"

Wu Yanqing clenched his fists when he saw his imperial guard standing at the door.

"Do you still remember how he wanted to treat me that day? He was the one who knocked me out, oh, one more time, I believe you will never forget that night."

"What do you want?"

Seeing Xin Lan's expression, Wu Yanqing couldn't help flinching.

"Whatever you thought at the beginning, I thought so. It's just that I may do it more absolutely and more thoroughly than you do."

Xin Lan shook the bell, Hong Huan's eyes became dull.

"I buried a silver needle in his waist. I don't know if it will affect that aspect. You should take it well. If he can't satisfy you, it will be the same if I find someone else."

Xin Lan finished speaking in a leisurely manner, turned around and walked out, the controlled Hong Huan rushed towards his former master, Xin Lan closed the door, also blocking Wu Yanqing's desperate cries.

She patted the ashes on the hem of her skirt, she knew this before, so why did she do it in the first place.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Xin Lan appeared in that room.

The thick musky smell mixed with the smell of blood produced a disgusting smell.

Xin Lan covered her nose, shook the bell, and Hong Huan got up and stood aside.

Wu Yanqing's eyes were completely dull, and his body was full of things left after bàonüè, and his whole body seemed to have lost its vitality and was on the verge of death.

"How miserable."

Xin Lan sympathized very perfunctorily.

Wu Yanqing seemed to have not seen her, still looking in the direction of the void.

"Why? Is this not enough?"

Xin Lan looked at Wu Yanqing, this person's psychological quality shouldn't be so bad.

It's just that he was locked up hungry for a few days and then went back for a little revenge, and he was still alone and not a group of people, why did he look like this?

With his appearance, Xin Lan didn't even want to do anything, and she couldn't arouse her interest at all.

"Sooner or later..."

Wu Yanqing stared at Xin Lan suddenly, with vicious eyes like a ghost, muttered something like this, and passed out.

"There is no such day."

Xin Lan didn't want to do anything for such a person, so she transported Wu Yanqing out of the palace and put him in a special place.

There, even a proud person would have to be rubbed off abruptly, let alone Wu Yanqing, who was not very strong in the first place?

Xin Lan's side was making moves, and Qu Zhi'an's side was also speeding up.

The emperor was seriously ill for half a month and couldn't hold on anymore.

Mei An took out the imperial decree and read out the emperor's last wish.

The emperor passed the throne to the child of the third prince and dismissed the harem, but he missed Concubine Xi and asked her to accompany him.

No matter how unbelievable Concubine Xi was, no matter how much trouble she made, it would be of no avail. She was sent to guard the imperial mausoleum and was forbidden to leave for life.

The child of the Third Prince is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a rather calm appearance, and was specially chosen by Qu Zhi'an and Xin Lan.

The new emperor enthroned, pardoned the world, dismissed the former emperor's harem, and respected the deposed empress of the cold palace as the mother empress. As soon as this move was made, there was a lot of discussion in the previous court.

Chapter 42 Big Devil 01

The ministers think that the new emperor just came to the throne because he didn't understand the situation in the court. The first emperor finally brought down the Xin family, and the new emperor made the Xin family's prostitute, the former queen, and the current deposed queen queen dowager in a blink of an eye?

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