Being Pursued By The Empress, Begging Me To Let Go!

Chapter 72: [Su Ning: You said you won't kill if you don't kill it? 】

It is rumored that Princess Anning was archery at the age of five, rode a horse at the age of eight, stepped into the Martial Dao at the age of eleven, and was good at poetry and could compose poems in seven steps.

The peak of Qi Refining at the age of fifteen, the Foundation Establishment at the age of eighteen, and the breakthrough of the Divine Soul Realm at the age of twenty-two, can be called the number one pride of Zhao Song.

Even the saintesses of the Protecting the Nation Sect Feixianzong are slightly inferior to him.

Princess Zhao Anning Wentao Wulue, mastery of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Wen Neng puts his pen to peace the world, and Wu Neng mounts his horse to determine the world. The only regret is probably that she is a daughter.

Although the atmosphere in Dongzhou is patriarchal, it is not too dignified in the aristocratic family, and even some dynasties in Dongzhou in history have had a situation where women ruled the world.

However, the inertia of history and the resistance of the people are still huge resistance to a woman's ascension to the throne. A bad operation may lead to the danger of civil strife and even the split of the dynasty.

The most troublesome thing for Zhao Song's official family now is not that the royal family has no successors, but that they have to choose between a well-behaved prince and a dazzling woman.

The crown prince Zhao Ankang may not make a big mistake of overthrowing the country, but the too mediocre heir to the empire made Zhao Song's officials deeply feel that the future is hopeless.

And if the throne is passed on to the emperor Zhao Anning, it is undoubtedly another dangerous move, which is almost equivalent to gambling with the fate of the entire Zhao Song Dynasty.

The bet is won, and the heroine will rejuvenate the Song Dynasty in the world.

If the bet is lost, once the vassal kings from all over the country refuse to accept the heroine and rise up one after another, the Liao Kingdom will spy on the outside of the Song Dynasty, and there will be chaos among the kings inside, the country will be at stake.

The official family of Zhao Song above is vacillating between the middle ages of the two heirs, undecided.

The ministers below even stood in line to suppress the heirs they supported, dreaming that one day the new emperor would ascend the throne and become a minister of the dragon and follow the new emperor to prosperity.

Originally, Zhao Anning and Zhao Ankang could be regarded as evenly matched in the succession to the throne, and regardless of her status as a woman, Zhao Anning faintly surpassed Zhao Ankang in terms of political literacy and military ability.

If both of them were men, Zhao Ankang's crown prince would have already been replaced by Zhao Anning.

But the body of Zhao Anning's daughter was like a barb, piercing deeply into the bone marrow of every citizen under the Song Dynasty.

Da Song, who has been weak and protesting these years, is it really suitable for a woman to become their new ruler and become His Majesty the Emperor of Song?

It is also the strength of Divine Soul Realm, if Zhao Ankang competes with Zhao Anning, he will be killed within five rounds.

But no matter who is the military commander of the Xiuxian family in the court, or the civil official group from the secular world.

They all naturally thought that Zhao Anning, who was a daughter, lacked a sense of bravery compared to Zhao Kangning.

This special temperament is not something that can be changed with hard work, but an obsession and prejudice that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Various forces in the DPRK and China stood in line to bet, but Zhao Anning, whose personal strength was obviously stronger, was followed by only a few aristocratic families, and most of the traditional old forces still chose Zhao Ankang as their spokesperson for interests.

In addition to the difference between the two men and women, there may be another reason why Zhao Ankang knows how to compromise more, while Zhao Anning is too strong.

Even if the country is in turmoil, they are not willing to have a hardline emperor who is determined to reform.

Besieged on all sides, Zhao Anning thought of a way out when he was under attack.

Jin Yiwei!

Jinyiwei is directly subordinate to the royal family, and is not subject to the six divisions and 100 divisions. Only the Jinyiwei of the royal family is difficult to infiltrate against the entangled family forces.

Zhao Anning chose her own target, and Jin Yiwei's Zhang brothers were the targets she wanted to woo.

"You...you can't kill me."

"I....I am the princess' man!"

Zhang Hu's left arm had been pierced through, and the huge pain tore his skin, making him feel extremely painful.

Now he already knew that he was no match for the person in front of him, and his intuition told him that he could only desperately beg for mercy to save his life.

"Please, don't kill me."

"You can tell me to do anything, please."

Zhang Hu knelt on the ground, supported with one arm, and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

The guards around Jinyi sighed unceasingly when they saw his appearance. This Zhang Hu usually used his brother's name to show off his might, but recently his brother got on the thigh of Princess Anning even more majestic. Not To put in one's eyes anymore, he even dared to take the little girl away in the street.

I'm used to being arrogant, but I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble today.

The guards in Jinyi looked at Zhang Hu, who had been crippled by one arm, and all looked on coldly. No one came up to help, and some even secretly hoped that Su Ning could beat him harder.

Jin Yiwei's reputation was ruined by this villain!

"The little girl just now must have knelt down and begged for mercy like you, right?"

"But did you let her go?"

Su Ning handed over the girl in her arms to Guo Zhirou to take care of her.

Originally, I wanted to give it to Ling Feiyan, but I was afraid that her small body would not be able to bear it.

Su Ning walked towards Zhang Hu slowly, his steps were very light, and there was no anger in his tone, but Zhang Hu saw killing intent in his calm eyes.

"Let me go... let me go..."

"My brother Zhang Long is the commander of Jinyiwei... We are all from Princess Aning."

Seeing Zhang Hu begging for mercy, Su Ning sighed helplessly.

When will these people understand that it is useless to rely on other people's names, you must be strong yourself, because no one will care about your background when facing a truly powerful enemy at a critical moment.

"Bye now."

Su Ning said softly,

"Keep people under the sword!"

When Su Ning was about to make a move, he suddenly heard a voice coming from afar. The tone was very urgent, and it seemed to use a sound transmission talisman.

Everyone was attracted by this slightly majestic voice, a master of Divine Soul Realm strength, in Song Dynasty, he was either rich or expensive.

Su Ning might be in trouble.

Even Ling Qingxuan and Ling Moran had a trace of worry in their eyes, they were unwilling to be enemies with the immortal cultivators of Song Dynasty.

Su Ning held Zhang Hu's head with one hand, and his eyes instantly became joyful.

Showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, he raised his head and challenged Su Ning,

"Hey, someone is here to save me."

"Can't you move...uh"

A gushing of blood gushed out, and Zhang Hu lost his vitality in an instant, and his body collapsed to the ground.

Su Ning looked for his reputation and raised his eyebrows.

If you say you want to keep people, just keep them?

Wouldn't I be very shameless?