He Ming knows what you are asking, but he is hiding it.

"Enough!"

"He committed suicide. Was he bullied?"

As the emperor for eight years, Zhao Jian is still not allowed to enter the Ancestral Temple.

Did Mou Jin fall in love with the killer?

"Did you go too far?"

When you think about things happening in the world, the Yan family, which was your backer in the past, has now become your weakness.

In the palace, because of the beheading of the two innates, there was a sudden burst of light from heaven and earth, and the entire Yanjing was filled with blood.

In the more distant place, there is no King Ning in the north, and the wolf tribe in the north is watching with eager eyes. In the south, there is no Cangmang Army headed by Zhao Ying sharpening their swords.

No Huai Party official has ever kneeled down to beg.

Baiguan Mountain shouts long live, King Xin wears a yellow robe and a crown and ascends to the throne.

Zhao Sheng couldn't see what was going on inside, but the sound should be that He Ming slapped the Crown Princess.
Chapter completed!