However, before he could finish his sentence, he saw a flash of cold light and hot blood splashed all over his face, forcing him to choke on his words.

The fifth prince, who was sitting upright on the horse, froze up, and the head on his neck flew out like a pumpkin and landed several hundred meters away from his body.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Wearing crescent-white clothes, Hua Wuxin held the long sword upside down in her hand. Her sword technique was so fast that she didn't even leave a trace of blood on the blade when she cut off the human head.

"..No~No." The Minister of War was asked by such a voice as light as falling snow, but he shuddered and shook his head in fear.

Standing high on the city wall, Ling Mulao coldly took in everything, and couldn't help but admire such a Wuxin, such a sharp sword, and such skill.

"Who has any objections?" The corners of her clothes were fluttering in the wind. There was no trace of the weakness of a woman in Ling Mulao like this. She suddenly seemed to be seeing the only empress in China for five thousand years, Wu Zetian.

".."

Silence once again fell under the city wall, but in the silence at this moment, there was only panic. Behind him were a hundred thousand troops, and in front of him were peerless masters. If anyone dared to say no, I am afraid that the fifth prince would end up in the next second.

"See the Queen Mother, she is a thousand years old!"

Uniformly, a dark mass of people knelt under the city tower. They were all the subjects of the Tianxuan Kingdom who either surrendered or were forced to surrender at Ling Mulao's feet.

When he first arrived in Tianxuan Kingdom, the former imperial master once said to Ling Mulao "Nine Heavens Mysterious Life", but he didn't understand the meaning at first. Now he realizes that this is the path of a queen.

Because Xiaoyi was young and not yet old enough to handle state affairs, Ling Mulao finally used various means to take power and succeeded to the throne until Xiaoyi became an adult.

Fortunately, the battle for the throne ended here. Even though those forces were dissatisfied, Ling Mulao had already cut the knot quickly, apparently raising their ranks but transferring them to remote places for assignments.

Even if he had the intention to usurp the throne, it would not be so easy when the Emperor Tiangao was so far away. Moreover, Ling Mulao had an army of 100,000 that should not be underestimated. One person could drown them all with just a spit of his saliva.

Although Ling Mulao has never been an official, he has such a unique talent. In addition, he has done a lot of research on history during his studies, and he governs his country in a decent manner. I think Nangong Yi would also smile and admire him when he was alive.

Although the throne is high, he is ultimately alone.

Ling Mulao had never been interested in the dragon chair above the main hall, but just because it belonged to Nangong Yi, she persisted even though it was hard to sit on it.

Ling Mulao thought in her heart that when Nangong Yi wakes up, she will be very happy when she returns this piece of land to him intact.

However, some ideas can only be regarded as ideas after all, just like if you want to keep the bubble in the sun forever, this becomes a fantasy.

From the beginning, Ling Mulao believed that Nangong Yi's soul was always around, so as long as he found his soul and returned to his body, just like his former self and the former Empress Dowager, he could live again.

However, Hua Wuxin's words hit her hard, like a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from, "Rao'er, Nangong Yi is dead. I watched his soul disappear with my own eyes.
Chapter completed!