He knew clearly that the woman he loved was suffering, but he was powerless to do anything.

I also have to watch my father be fascinated by beauty and let Li Yanran do so many ridiculous things.

The jade wine glass in his hand was violently thrown to the ground.

Dongfang Ye said to Qing Ge, "Little wild cat, come here."

Some veterans who have been in power for many years have a bad intuition.

Only the female relatives were still confused.

Qingge looked at Chu Yun with a sneer.

He stood up directly and walked to Dongfang Ye.

The aura on his body changed instantly.

He is no longer the same Li Qingge who spent more than two months studying in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

His figure is still thin and his complexion is still a little sallow, but his whole person carries an aura of calmness and looking down on the world.

Countless soldiers carrying strange black pipes rushed in and surrounded the main hall.

At the four corners of the southeast, northwest and southeast, there were two soldiers standing with even stranger black pipes in their hands.

Even Qing Ge and Dongfang Ye each took out a black pistol.

The old emperor was furious, "Treason, are you going to rebel?"

Dongfang Ye sneered, "Father, you are getting old."

"I am old and I still have your imperial brother. When will it be your turn?"

Dongfang Ye's eyes became more murderous.

This was undoubtedly the point that concerned him the most.

He continued to sneer, "Brother Emperor? A person who flirts with a concubine at a banquet is also worthy of being a prince?"

"In what way am I worse than him? Why is he the prince and I can only be an idle prince?"

The emperor's eyes turned red with anger, "At least he's not like you, forcing you to marry me. You are really my good son."

It's not that I didn't doubt Li Yanran's words, and it's not that I didn't give him a chance.

But the facts are naked before our eyes.

"As long as you write the edict of passing the throne, I can spare your life and become the Supreme Emperor with peace of mind." Dongfang Ye said.

Emperor, "You are dreaming."

Dongfang Ye narrowed his eyes.

"Bang."

A crisp gunshot.

The leader of the guards beside the emperor bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

"Bang bang bang" several guards were shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

The Qing singer raised his gun and said with an indifferent expression, "Ye, there is no need to say more to them."

Her past experience tells her that talking too much is useless.

Suppression by force is more effective than anything else.

And with the sound of these gunshots, some timid ones screamed again and again.

This... what kind of weapon is this?

Someone carefully sniffed the breaths of the fallen guards.

"Dead...dead."

Huge panic enveloped everyone in the hall.
Chapter completed!