(MTL)Marry the villain, Uncle Sick Jiao

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Rebirth

    "Kill—"

    "Whoever can cut off the head of the new emperor will be named the Marquis of Wanhu!"

    The army headed by the two kings Chen and Yan gathered in a mighty manner outside the Zhengyang Gate of the Zijin Palace. The sky covered the sun, and the iron armor was huge, and the whole Zijin Palace was shaking with the shouting and killing.

    boom! boom! boom!

    Ning Wanwan watched as the last palace gate that was fully resisted by the Imperial Forest Army was about to be breached by the rebels outside the gate, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

    The imperial eunuch Wan Shun stumbled in from outside the hall, and he was careful to trip over the tall threshold and fell to the ground. Wan Shun didn't have time to get up, he came to Si Zhan and knelt down and shouted in a hurry:

    "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The rebels have already broken through the Zhengyang Gate and are now attacking the Xuanhe Gate. It will be too late if Your Majesty doesn't leave!" On the

    jade steps of the main hall, the disheveled Si Zhan was sitting on the ground in a red bottomed and light yellow Tuanlong narrow shirt, holding a tangled branch in his left hand. The carved thousand-year-old agarwood tablet has a carving knife in his right hand and is engraving something on it, and his posture is as leisurely as a literati sitting in front of a spring with a scroll in hand.

    The tablet is slightly wider than the ordinary tablet, and on the right is already engraved "The Empress Chunrong Ning's Prestigious Throne."

    Ning Wanwan hurriedly floated back to Si Zhan, and echoed: "Yes, yes, you are still here. Holding a spiritual position and dawdling..."

    Xingmu suddenly zoomed in and settled on the tablet.

    "The spirit of Si Zhan, Emperor Wude."

    Si Zhan actually engraved these words on the left side of the tablet!

    He even engraved his own spiritual position? That means...he didn't plan to run away at all?

    Ning Wanwan looked at Si Zhan in shock, her heart beating like a drum.

    Si Zhan's slender jade fingers picked up a neatly folded silk cloth from the red lacquer tray beside him, and wiped the tablet slowly. There was a faint smile on the corners of his delicate lips, and he didn't burn his butt at all. Anxiety and apprehension.

    Seeing this, Wan Shun slammed his head on the golden brick and cried, "Your Majesty, I beg you, please escape from the secret passage."

    Si Yi didn't say anything, just sat quietly on the jade steps, Wipe word by word.

    Really the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry.

    In front of the Taihe Gate, the murderous aura was surging, and the shouting was loud.

    The palace maids and eunuchs fled in all directions, and those palace maids who had nowhere to escape huddled together in a hug, and their desperate cries were set off by the deafening screams of killing outside the door, making them extraordinarily weak.

    "Go, run for your life." Si Zhan fondly rubbed the word "Ning's" on the tablet, and said to Wan Shun without raising his head.

    "Your Majesty!!!" Wan Shun shouted hoarsely.