This result was not beyond Xuanyuan Zun’s expectation.

Using this vigorous declaration method to prove it to all the people in the world still made the emperor feel a little melancholy.

In the throat, a fishy sweetness surges up.

He tried all his strength but couldn't suppress it.

A few drops of thick black blood dripped from the lips, staining the memorial that was half-read on the table red.[

"Your Majesty, this is blood...blood..." The little eunuchs waiting on the left and right were panicking and yelling.

He ran out quickly, wanting to find the imperial doctor, but when he arrived at the door, before his fingers even touched the door panel, he slumped to the ground, unable to make any more annoying calls.

Behind their backs, right in the center of their hearts, each had a sharp blade inserted into their bodies, piercing their vital organs and leaving no chance of survival.

Xuanyuan Yao covered his lips and coughed for a long time before he could survive this round of hardship.

The blood on the palm of my hand is still wet, and the color looks very disturbing.

He wiped it clean casually, took a sip of warm tea, rinsed his mouth, and spit it out the window.

The two young eunuchs had not been with him for long, and their luck was not very good. They caught up with him on night duty today and saw with their own eyes the little secret that he tried so hard to hide.

Xuanyuan Zun only believed in dead people, so they became what he trusted as a matter of course.

An emperor who is kind-hearted and soft-handed cannot become a great weapon.

He didn't value the lives of one or two slaves.

If they die, they will die. For the sake of Longguang Kingdom, they deserve to die.

After taking the medicine, he cheered up a lot. He picked up the memorial that was stained red, carefully wiped off every drop of blood, then lit it in front of the candlestick, looking coldly at the things he didn't want to exist, and turned into flying objects.

Ash.
Chapter completed!