Fangfei suddenly felt very grateful that she had a tragic victory - fortunately her son was not here.

She didn't want him to witness it at all.

Little Hong'er, she would rather be the cruel young man who has been robbed, than witnessing such flesh-and-hearted destruction with her own eyes.

Fangfei slowly turned around.

The military appearance was purged and bleak.

Everyone suddenly knelt down.

Cheers in unison: "Empress Dowager! Empress Dowager!"

Neat and uniform, sporting mountains and rivers.

In this world, there is only one rule that success is the king and defeats the enemy.

And those ministers, especially the numerous Han officials, even Jia Xiu, Gao Lu, and even Wang Su, all showed a joyful look, a quiet joy-

It doesn't matter whether the little emperor is an illegitimate child--

What’s important is that he may really be the illegitimate son of Empress Dowager Feng!

And Empress Feng is a Han native!

That's enough!

You know!

Those who are devoted to reviving Sinology and promoting Confucianism to bring the Xianbei of the Northern Kingdom into the orthodox Chinese, really laughed. At least, supporting an emperor with Han ancestry is definitely much better than supporting an emperor with pure Xianbei ancestry, right?

Everyone has a small abacus in their hearts.

However, Fangfei was not surprised by this.

This is the political situation.

When you are inside, you have to accept its rules of the game and the law of equalizing interests.

There is a Black Wind Ridge ahead.

It's already late now.

Although it is late autumn, the maple forest is still very dense. If this person is asked to capture the little emperor and escape into the pine forest, it will be difficult to reach the sky if you really find it.

Moreover, he still has no guarantee that there will be no response.

He ran quickly.

I could only hear the wind whistling in my ears, like a group of charming moths following me.

The distance is getting farther and farther.

It’s like the person ahead has an extremely mysterious power, and even his mount can never run down or die.

He took out his bow and arrow and aimed.

The wind blew up, and his black cloak flew up again, like a huge black demon king.
Chapter completed!