The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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The mountains and rivers were shattered, and smoke was everywhere outside the majestic palace walls. The crumbling palace gate finally couldn't bear the brave collision of the rebels, and collapsed suddenly, raising clouds of dust and covering the ruined Yuyu Qiong Tower, completely covering up the former glory. .

Shen Ni stood in front of the white jade railing. The dust floating in the distance fell on the jade with the rustling snowflakes, and also fell in her eyes.

Ten times, she has witnessed the first snow in the palace ten times.

This time, maybe the last time.

The sound of the commotion was getting louder and louder. Watching the rebels rushing in, the leader was wearing a strong sword. The horse's hooves smashed the green bricks of the palace road, as sharp as a bolt of lightning, causing wind and dust to change wherever it went, and its momentum was like breaking bamboo.

Two years ago, after King Jing Xiao Luan suppressed the invasion of foreign tribes from the northwest, under the banner of the Qing Dynasty, he led one hundred thousand elite troops north to march to the capital. They won consecutive battles and finally broke into the imperial city on the day when the first snow fell.

This day came sooner than she expected.

"Your Majesty, the carriage leaving the palace has been prepared. If we don't set off, it will be too late."

Shen Ni didn't seem to hear anything, and his eyes were still on the leader.

Shen Zhaodu.

It's been a long time no see.

Three years ago, as a hero of the Western Conquest, he accompanied King Jing to the palace to receive rewards. At that time, he was only a young man with his hair tied back, and his face still had a youthful air, but his eyes were as sharp as those of a battle-hardened general, and his slender body stood out particularly tall against the black outfit.

At that time, she felt that this man was not a creature in the pond, and he would definitely be able to protect Xiao Ling's country.

The result was that she was half right. Shen Zhaodu was indeed invincible on the battlefield, but he was a major contributor to Prince Jing's plan to usurp the throne.

Xiao Ling never avoided her when discussing political affairs. In the two years since King Jing launched his army to rebel, Shen Zhaodu was in command of almost every battle. The imperial army was retreating steadily, and no one could look at it without saying a word about a hero.

But thinking about what happened after that palace banquet, she felt that it was expected - also, what kind of loyal minister would come to the harem in the middle of the night to harass the beloved concubine many times.

Watching the brave figure disappear behind the palace walls, Shen Ni stepped down the jade steps and put his hand on Yixiang's arm: "Is the emperor here?"

Yixiang lowered her head to cover up her twinkling eyes: "I don't know, but Eunuch Huang who is with the Emperor has already arrived."

Shen Ni responded and walked down the platform holding Yi Xiang's hand.

She was looking out from the turret just to wait for Xiao Ling. Now that he was here, she couldn't delay it any longer.

Prince Jing's army arrived in front of the palace yesterday. Xiao Ling knew that the outcome was decided, so he no longer resisted and wanted to escape from the palace with her, live in seclusion in the mountains and become an ordinary couple.

He said that he was not a good emperor, but if he wanted to be a good husband to Shen Ni, he would still be selfish even if he was criticized by the world and would be infamy for eternity.

Shen Ni's tears fell on his palm, and she said hello in his gentle embrace.

After walking out of the turret, a simple carriage stopped in front of the steps.

The horses have a keen sense of smell, and the drifting smoke makes them restless. If they were not held by the coachman, they would have been frightened and fled.

"Where is the Emperor? But in a carriage?"

Seeing Eunuch Huang, Shen Ni hurriedly stepped forward. Before he got closer, he sharply spotted a touch of bright yellow hidden in his sleeve, and the flower between his eyebrows immediately frowned.

It's an imperial edict.

If the emperor is present, there is no need for an imperial edict.