...

Yan Anshen, Minister of the Ministry of Industry... Zhao Wujiang suddenly remembered the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry that he had seen in the palace before. His eyes suddenly opened slightly and his eyebrows were raised angrily.

"And... and... Yan... Only Yan Anshen, the Lord didn't tell me everything, really... really, Zhao Wujiang, no, Pavilion Master Zhao, you have to believe me, really!

"Anping's voice was trembling and his eyes were panicked:

"Yes, yes, and also, Yan Anshen was ordered... ordered... to study the internal structure of the imperial city, draw a detailed map of the layout of the imperial city, and check where there may be hidden... high... masters, for convenience

I will force you into the palace in the future!”

Zhao Wujiang's expression became even colder.

"Also, my lord...my lord, he once...murdered...his brother...brother, the late emperor of Daxia..." Anping's eyes were panicked and he was pleading:

"Zhao Wujiang, please... please spare Xi Le...

Qi Lin... Qi Lin was also killed by the Lord. It had nothing to do with us. I was... present...

But... I was defeated. I lost with just one move...

This matter has nothing to do with me and joy...

We were just...just following orders..."

"What else?" Zhao Wujiang said coldly.

"It's gone, Pavilion Master Zhao, it's really gone, really, really!" Anping begged with a trembling look on his face:

"Your Excellency, you have released a large amount of joy and me...

If you are worried, you can abolish my cultivation...please...spare her..."

"I won't kill you, and I won't kill Xile." Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent:

"Two three, nineteen."

A23 and A19 appear at the same time, one has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the other has a vicious look.

In their hands, they held Joy, who was dressed in red like fire, and Wu Qanyang, who was dressed in white like frost.

"Bang bang." Jia 23 and Jia 19 threw the people in their hands in front of Anping like trash.

"Your life is in your own hands." Zhao Wujiang untied the rope that Anping was hanging from and chuckled:

"Only one of you three can walk out of this door alive. You can... discuss it..."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Zhao Wujiang, what you said doesn't count!" Anping roared.

Zhao Wujiang spread his hands:

"It has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything..."

"Ah!" Anping was furious. He knew that Zhao Wujiang was seeking revenge for Qi Lin's death. Although it was the Lord who took action at that time, he was also involved, and Xi Le and Wu Qin Yang of the Dijiao Gang were also among them...

"Boom!" Jia Ersan released the restraints of Anping and the others with one palm, and then the stone door was closed, leaving only Anping Xile and Wu Qanyang in the secret room.

In the darkness, Wu Qanyang took the lead in launching the attack. For a moment, murderous intent and cultivation levels collided.

...

"Drive!" The carriage raised dust, Jia Ersan waved the reins, and drove the carriage towards the imperial city.

Zhao Wujiang sat in the carriage with an expressionless face. No matter what happened today, Anping and others must die. Bad people with feelings are also bad people. He will not feel sympathy for this.

If he felt compassion, he would not be sorry for the innocent people who died in the hands of Anping and others.

Zhao Wujiang sighed in his heart. He had been worried about Loulan Gu in the palace, but the empress was guarded by Long Yin Guards, and Dugu Mingyue's Qifeng Palace was also guarded by members of the Dugu family, so he was not so worried.

But now, he got the news that there is a hidden poisonous person in the imperial city who wants to harm Dugu Mingyue, and there is a so-called No. 10.

He didn't know who No. 10 was, but if he was sent by King Xiaoyao to kill Dugu Mingyue, he would definitely not be a weak opponent.

His mind was racing, and he began to calculate and analyze the possible identities of No. 10 and No. 30.

...

Qifeng Palace, the queen's bedroom.

Zhao Wujiang bumped into the empress who came to visit Dugu Mingyue.

He gave Dugu Mingyue a few words not to meet other people he didn't trust in the near future, not to participate in gatherings in the harem, etc.

Dugu Mingyue nodded, the emperor also told her about this.

Zhao Wujiang and the emperor's concern made her feel very touched and reassured, and she felt extremely happy.

The empress and Zhao Wujiang left, and they crossed the gate of Qifeng Palace side by side.

"You don't care about bloodline orthodoxy anymore?" Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice.

The empress frowned and said majestically:

"What if it's a girl as you said?

This matter happened because of me, and I am the Son of Heaven, so I should be broad-minded."

Her mind was shaken, firstly because Dugu Mingyue and the child in her belly were innocent. She saw Dugu Mingyue several times and was touched by his increasingly charitable maternal nature.

And the more reason is Zhao Wujiang.

At some point, Zhao Wujiang's weight in her heart became more and more important, so much so that she worried that if she continued to treat Dugu Mingyue's unborn child with cold eyes, her relationship with Zhao Wujiang would become discordant.
Chapter completed!