Master Fu’s Prideful Wife

Chang Heng was firmly pressed to the ground and controlled, his whole head was still in a dazed state, and he figured out the current situation with a quick operation.

This Yin Sa, who had been disabled for seven years, suddenly stood up and moved freely, even with his hands.

Frightened, he thought of the person who had been treating him all this time, the legendary God of Medicine.

But such a weak girl can really cure Yin Sa's disease.

Thinking of this, Chang Heng suddenly looked at Wan An, this woman dared to hide such an important matter from her husband.

If they knew in advance that Yin Sa could still stand up, they would definitely make corresponding defenses against this.

As for the people who suddenly appeared in the hall, it seems that they were Yin Yang's guards, and since he was injured, the guards disappeared.

Didn't expect to see it again today.

"Yin Sa, you still have such a hand!" Chang Heng struggled but couldn't get up.

We must find a way to inform Mr. Yin Sa's current situation, if only he is alone.

But there are a lot of people around him. Everyone knows how powerful Yin Sa's **** team was back then.

This **** was also disbanded by Yin Sa himself, and they did not accept how many army generals recruited them.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, this **** team can still gather.

"Take it."

As Yin Sa's voice fell, Chang Heng was dragged down.

Wan An came back to her senses, wiped away the tears from her face with the back of her hand, and stepped forward, "Your Highness..."

There was a bit of trembling in the woman's call, and a bit of sincerity that she could hear.

"You can stand up."

Wan An said from top to bottom, looked at his whole person, and saw his legs walking upright.

The woman can no longer control her emotions. For so many years, His Highness has been stared at in a wheelchair for so long.

Finally got to this day.

"Why don't you do it?" Yin Sa looked at the woman in front of him and said this sentence without any emotion.

Wan An lowered her head and wiped her face gently, "I know what my destiny is. When I was chosen to be sent to you, I already knew that such a day would come."

At that time, she was not deeply involved in the world, and she only wanted to be with the Lang Lang boy she had met.

"I'm fortunate enough to be a classmate with you for a month. Maybe you have forgotten me, but I will remember it for a lifetime."

Yin Sa was only enrolled for a few months at the time, and later transferred to the Royal Academy.

Some people take a fancy to it at a glance, just a look back, a look, it will be a lifetime.

"His Royal Highness, I know that anything in my capacity is useless. I just want to ask you not to involve my family, my father."

Yin Sa did not respond, and the leader of Changheng came over, "Your Highness, you are ready."

Wan An watched the man walk out of the palace step by step, and she couldn't help thinking of the first time she saw him.

Sitting majestically on a horse in a riding suit, between Breeze and Xi, she saw the pride in the straight back of the young man, the arrogance and self-respect that radiated from his bones.

Wan An got up from the ground, and suddenly picked up the dagger that Yin Sa had thrown on the ground and held it in her arms.

"Miss Wan'an." The attendant called out worriedly.

But I saw that the lost woman went to the apse step by step.

If Ni Chang wins and Yin Sa doesn't die, he will not let her go, but if Ni Chang loses, Hatas liquidates the fine works in the entire palace, and she will not be able to live.

"Miss Wan'an, Your Highness asks you not to act rashly." The person behind her reminded.

"I understand that I can live or die now, and I can't help myself."

The attendant on the side stared at her, Miss Wan An took care of His Highness very carefully over the years, and the whole palace knew it.

How did it suddenly become like this, what kind of spies did it, and what kind of strange sayings.

"You are responsible for watching. If you hear any wrong movement, go in. You must ensure that the person is still alive."

No matter whether a person wants to live or die, it must be handled by His Royal Highness himself.

The light was not turned on in the room, Wan An was sitting beside the bed, holding the photo in her hand, but with a sincere smile on her face.

"It's great... Your Highness can stand up..."

Outside the Teng Palace, it was quiet and peaceful.

Hattas sat on the throne as a whole, and there was melodious music playing in the hall, which was his favorite piano music.

His fingertips swayed with the rhythm, and Nilen handed over the freshly brewed coffee. Seeing the relaxed look of the old man, he reminded him with a smile.

"I heard that Prince Harry has rushed over from the guest hall."

The news of Ni Chang's rebellion had already reached Harry's ears. A few days ago, Prince Harry specially came to find His Majesty.

It was to ask for a grace from His Majesty, Harry had already predicted that his son would eventually take this road.

So far, it has been unstoppable.

Ni Chang had no way out, and Harry wanted to make a last-ditch effort.

"Prince Harry is really a rare relative in the royal family. He has had the best relationship with His Majesty since he was a child, and he also loves the three His Royal Highnesses." Niron said.

Hatas looked at the moon above his head, "His personality is different from other brothers since he was a child. His father said that he has a rare heart of innocence."

Nealon agrees with this. Prince Harry has been timid since he was a child, but it is the most rare for a person so timid, who believes in ghosts and gods, to overcome the fear in his heart.

"But this Earl Ni Chang is not so kind and sincere."

Had it not been for Harry's relationship, Hata Temple would not have reused Ni Chang, but he was indeed a talented man over the years.

Whether it is the art of war or government affairs, he is much stronger than the original Harry, and because of this, he can smoothly change from a baron to the current earl.

It's a pity that his ambition is not small, and he wants too much, so it will become like this.

"Niron, I actually thought about what I've done over the years, is it correct, whether I'm a good father, and whether I'm a good monarch, these have been bothering me to this day."

What he has done over the years is what it is to people, and what is it to him.

"Your Majesty, you have done a good job, but how can there be a perfect way in this world? People always have some regrets and some guilt in their lives."

Hattas lowered his head and chuckled. He was not a good father, nor a good husband, and he was not even a good monarch now.

What people fear most in life is not wanting anything, but wanting everything.

There were uniform footsteps from outside the palace wall, followed by a few muffled groans of falling to the ground, and screams and the sound of bullets piercing flesh from a distance.

The hustle and bustle seemed to be mixed with someone's cry for help.

"Your Majesty." Niron pricked up his ears to listen, and cried out with some worry.

The low table in front of Hatas did not move, and the two teacups on it were filled with tea in turn.

When the teapot was taken back, the dispute at the door seemed to have stopped, and the guards on the inner three floors and the outer three floors surrounded the entire hall.

Ni Chang stood at the door with a solemn expression. After controlling the last soldier, the lieutenant next to him spoke.

"Sir, Your Majesty is still inside."

The person next to him winked, and this person immediately understood, "Do you want to go in and meet Hattas?"

Now that the entire palace is under their control, surrounded by three layers and three layers, Hebrew, who can mobilize the army, is now struggling to rescue his wife and daughter.

Hatas is also in their hands, and at dawn tomorrow, the king's position will be changed.

Those of them who dare to make changes with Ni Chang, of course, will be able to increase their ranks and become rich.

"Go in and see our dear majesty. After all, he has come this far, and he must have a lot to say to us."

Winning the king or defeating the bandit has been the rule since ancient times, and the losers always feel a lot.

Niron stood behind Hattas, and a row of soldiers in dark blue military uniforms rushed in at the door, entering from left to right, enclosing the entire hall in a circle.

It has been a long time since so many people entered this palace.

Ni Chang walked in in a military uniform with bright and noble tones. He came from the middle of the gate of the palace, and every step of the way he walked with his head held high and his air high.

Better than ever before.

Seeing Hattas sitting calmly at a high position sipping tea, Ni Chang sneered, and he had nothing to lose.

No matter how calm my heart is now, I am afraid that there is no possibility of winning.

"Your Majesty, do you have anything else to say?" Ni Chang opened his mouth and called out His Majesty one last time.

Hatas took a sip of tea and pushed the cup in front of him forward, "Try it, this is a new tea that was delivered in the last few months, it's a big crescent from the west, you should miss this taste a lot. "

The west is where Ni Chang grew up, and it is also the place where the big crescent tea leaves are produced, which is the taste he is most familiar with since he was a child.

Ni Chang took a step forward, bent down and picked up the cup of tea, "Is this a reward, Your Majesty?"

Hatas didn't say anything, just looked up at him.

"It's a pity, now that your positions and mine are reversed, I'm afraid you no longer have the qualifications." Ni Chang turned his wrist and poured the bright yellow tea soup on the table.

Neelen's eyes widened, disrespectful.

"Your Majesty, you and I don't need to say more, just write the edict of abdication."

As soon as Ni Chang finished speaking, two people came out behind him who had already carried silk and polished brushes and ink, and placed the tray in front of Hatas.

"Write it."

Hattas chuckled, "Do you know what happens to those who attempt to usurp the throne?"

There has never been a successful usurper in all the dynasties of the K country, and the successor to the throne has always been of the orthodox bloodline.

There has never been a change in a hundred years, and it is not that there have been no usurpers, but they have all ended miserably.

"I know that you can kill even the most beloved daughter, but you can imagine how serious your intention to defend the kingship is, but now you have no choice. I am not Princess Lejia, and I will not let her go. That way."

With an extremely firm tone, he is so confident now that it is completely impossible for Hebrew to return.

The entire palace is under his control, and what he wants to do is as easy as the palm of his hand.

"Really?" Hatas raised his eyes.

The young man in front of him is no longer the submissive attitude he used to have. His eyes are full of flying colors, arrogant and domineering.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will let Hebrew enter the palace, but not now."

But after he got the abdication edict.

"Then how should I write this edict?"

"Just write, in the 49th year of the Qing Emperor of the K Kingdom of the Intercontinental Calendar, because the regent Hebrew committed a rebellion, murdered the clan, poisoned the wife, and the crown princes Yin Sa and Jiatong died, Ying Ran was very young, so I passed the throne to my brothers and sons. Earl Ni Chang."

In an edict, Hebrew became a thief who committed troubles, Ni Chang became a hero who rescued the late, and he inherited the throne logically.

He is also smart, knowing that leaving Princess Yingran behind, and when they are all dead, whether this child can survive or not is already a sure thing.

Hatas smiled, "You have already thought about it, it seems that I can't write this edict."

"You have no choice." Ni Chang sneered.

...

The sacrificial platform of the entire palace is the place where sacrificial activities are held every year. The two palaces next to the platform are dedicated to the emperors of the royal family.

The main hall is the portrait of the emperor, and in the auxiliary hall are the photo names of members of the royal family. Only members of the royal family who have made indelible contributions to the royal family can hang the portraits.

Passing through the secondary hall from the main hall, Wen Li swaggered over with Gu Ningxi beside him.

This little girl's ability is not small, she can restrain their breath and assist Wen Li to better sneak into the palace.

"This is it." Gu Ningxi stood at the door of the deputy hall and pointed to the door of the hall.

The place where the entire palace is sealed is here. It has a very powerful seal and is the strangest place in the entire palace.

Wen Li glanced at the palace in front of him, picked up his steps and led her inside.

Inside the hall is the most common sacrificial table, with pictures or portraits hanging neatly and names written on the bottom.

The members of the royal family with outstanding achievements are all on the stage, but unfortunately, they don't know any of them.

There are dozens of them in detail, those who died in battle, and those who gave their lives for the country are countless.

"Being able to inherit such things to this day, the royal family is not ruthless." Wen Li looked at it and said.

Such a magnificent picture is indeed magnificent.

"Sister Wen Li, it doesn't seem right." Gu Ningxi said, raising her hand, "There seems to be something behind that."

Wen Li watched her raising her hand, Gu Ningxi's fingertips moved, and the wall on which the portrait photo was hung suddenly turned over.

The portraits of the people hanging on the other side and this side are obviously different.

The most important thing is that Wen Li saw the last photo in the last row, and it looked like Hua Yan.

Below her is a series of numbers, born in the 3rd year of the Qing Emperor and died in the 34th year.

This time is right...