"Thank you for your hard work... for the years." King Jin whispered, "You——"

"What are you here to do?" Sun Youwei asked coldly.

King Jin smiled like a sigh, lowered his head and took out a stack of four stacks of letters from his sleeve.

"I'm here to send my mother something today... Of course, I've seen this kind of thing to all the court officials in the cabinet earlier today. It's everyone's expectation that I will present it to my mother."

King Jin shook the letter off and spread it out. Feng Yan saw that there were five or six pieces of letter paper in his hand, which seemed to be a long letter.

"Do you want to see?" asked King Jin.

The entire hall fell into silence.

During the silence, Feng Yan felt that Sun Youwei on the imperial throne became chaotic again. After more than ten steps away, Feng Yan could also hear the empress's breathing. King Jin looked around the palace, and then shook the letter in front of Feng Yan.

"Teacher, send me a letter."

Feng Yan didn't answer, just looked at Sun Youwei.

Seeing that Feng Yan didn't say a word, King Jin was a little surprised. He looked at Feng Yan, "...deaf?"

"Why should your highness be so aggressive?" Feng Yan said softly, "Since your Majesty has no intention of reading the letter, you can just keep it and say it just by saying something."

The King of Jin suddenly laughed, "It's funny... Who are you? Do you know what is written in this letter? How dare you preach to me like this?" He suddenly turned his head, "Or... my mother also thinks it's better for me to say something directly?"

Sun You's throat moved slightly, and his body leaned forward, "...go out."

"When you killed He Kui, your son was not in Chang'an. The news came to Jinling. Everyone was surprised. I thought that you have always been lenient to these literati and scholars who danced with piano and sleeves. Why did this person say a wrong sentence when he quarreled with his wife? You want to destroy him..."

Sun Youwei raised his voice, "Go out--"

"What's the mother anxious about?" King Jin smiled, "Or if I mentioned the old things today, just like He Kui's re-introduction, it hits your sore spot?"

Sun Youwei's fists were clenched, her face was calm, and her eyes shot towards King Jin like a cold blade.

He sneered, "You must have never imagined that before my uncle died, he kept an additional copy of the imperial edict of the late emperor. Let's see what my grandfather wrote-

"I will definitely not be punished soon!"

King Jin waved the letter in his hand, and the letter suddenly rustled, and fierceness appeared in his eyes.

"Mother! Grandfather had warned his uncle back then, and his uncle had warned you - men stay outside, women stay inside, men do not speak inside, women do not speak outside, this order of high and low as father, son, monarch and minister is the ethics of heaven since ancient times. If the human world commits a retrograde behavior that is contrary to morality and heaven, God will impose punishment!

"You knew that there was a demon who was against the will of heaven at the foot of Liufu Mountain, but you were lucky enough to kill your father and brother, steal magical artifacts, like blood rains that have caused trouble today, and the lives of life are devastated. My people in the Zhou Dynasty are simple, and I don't know the inside story. I thought that natural disasters are ruthless. The court has done its best to protect the subjects, but this is not a natural disaster? This is a naked man-made disaster - the crime is in the court, the crime is in the throne, and you are alone!

"My grandfather and uncle are pitying you, especially my uncle. Before his death, he refused to follow the will and refused to kill you in the palace. Instead, he informed Liufushan of the royal secrets and asked you to be more careful - He Kui is right, isn't your throne left to you by the emperor?

"Now the retribution is coming!" King Jin suddenly turned around and pushed open the door of the hall behind him again, "Mother, open your eyes and take a look. Just to satisfy your desire for power alone, Chang'an has been destroyed, Luoyang was besieged by evil spirits, and the wives and children of all the people in the world were separated and displaced! If I were you, I would have died to thank the world - Haha, even if I die, I don't know what kind of face I met my ancestors and ancestors below the Great Zhou!"

Sun Youwei opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't say a word. She pressed her heart, coughed violently while she was panting, and suddenly a mouthful of hot blood was spurted out. The nearby palace servant screamed in shock and quickly summoned the medical officer and came forward to support and inspect.

Sun Youwei pushed away the palace servant's hand, "...Is this what other court officials in Fengge meant?"

The King of Jin's voice calmed a little. He closed his eyes slightly and whispered, "Otherwise, how can I walk here alone? You should see clearly the way I am in my heart."

Sun You sniffled coldly.

"... Then, what else do you want to do? I want me to abdicate and embrace you as the emperor?"

The King of Jin lowered his eyebrows, "I don't want to do it either. You are my mother after all. However, the court officials cried and cried to my son. When you were the emperor's princess, you refused to let people go. The empress became even more jackal and obscene. She was jealous of gods and men, and the world was not tolerated."

King Jin paused for a moment, then looked up calmly, "I have heard about this winter festival. Now, you are the king who is disgusted by heaven. As for how to calm the anger of heaven, you can make your own decision."

A cruel smile appeared in Sun Youwei's eyes. She leaned on the dragon throne, looking at the King of Jin below with a faint expression, slowly adjusting her breathing smoothly.

"A Yan?" The empress suddenly spoke.

"I'm here."

"Do you think King Jin is saying it well?"

Feng Yan looked at the King of Jin next to her and looked at each other. The King of Jin saw a little pity in Feng Yan's eyes.

This gaze made King Jin feel inexplicable.

Feng Yan withdrew her gaze and her expression was complicated. She sighed softly, "I... don't know."

"Then you answer me, what King Jin said is really untrue?" Sun Youwei whispered, "He was bewitched, so he decided to come here to take a risk and be a fool who was pushed in front of him, so that he could make a big fuck, or... that's what he really thought?"

Feng Yan was silent for a while, "That's what Your Highness really thinks. Every word he says comes from sincerity."

"Okay, okay..." Sun You nodded slightly, "That's a commendable courage, not a humiliation...my bloodline."

The King of Jin looked at the empress on the throne, and then looked at Feng Yan beside him, feeling a little confused.

Sun You stretched out his five fingers slightly, gently stroked the white hair hanging from his forehead, and whispered, "Then let's leave a whole body for you...."

As soon as the empress said this, the King of Jin suddenly felt danger and suddenly fell a jade pendant to the ground with force. A series of golden spear footsteps came from outside the hall gate.

"Mother, don't make a mistake, my son is here today-"

The Taichu Palace suddenly faded.

In the light and extinguished candlelight, sixteen banished masters in white clothes walked out slowly from the darkness. They were wearing wide robes and golden masks, with empty hands.

Feng Yan had never seen them, but had known about their existence long ago.

The summer banquets in the palace in the past were enough to make the real peach blossoms, which were made by them.
Chapter completed!