The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Xiao Huwei resigned for Chu Min, and Ling Qingxuan looked at him indifferently.

"Where's the Chu Min people?"

The heart skipped a beat, and Xiao Huwei was taken aback. How did the national teacher name him? Could it be that he was angry?

"His Royal Highness is in the cold palace." Xiao Huwei wanted to continue to explain, but the sedan chair had already moved.

"Go to the cold palace."

The palace people carrying the sedan chairs were puzzled. This cold palace is considered an unlucky place. It is better not to go, but the national teacher asked them to refuse.

Along the way, as long as they met Ling Qingxuan, they all knelt down and worshipped.

When you go to the Cold Palace, you will pass through the Le Palace. After Qu Le came out to worship, he looked at Ling Qingxuan and did not return to his senses for a long time.

He also met the national teacher three years ago, but the breath of the national teacher seems to have changed, not as weak as before, but arrogant.

In the past three years, the national teacher has grown a lot.

But the back always felt familiar.

...

Leng Gong, Chu Min looked at the woman tied to the bed with a cold tone.

"Empress mother, since you decided to raise me, why did you treat me like this?"

Yin's rare sobriety, her phoenix eyes are cold, and she doesn't seem to care how Chu Min feels when he knows the truth, "Ming'er, what if you find out, you won't kill Ben Gong."

She taught Chu Min to be cruel, but she also made Chu Min loyal and filial to her.

After calming down the huge sadness in his heart, Chu Min wanted to say something, but Yin Shi was the first to speak.

"Didn't that old queen mother ask you to hand over the military talisman to Chu Jin last time? You can give it to him sometime."

"Bengong taught you so well just to make you die."

Chu Min knew the previous sentence, but the latter sentence made him stunned for a moment.

"Mother, you..."

"His Royal Highness, who was brutal, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and brought harm to the common people, was eradicated by the heroic prince who served the people. If Chu Jin takes the throne, no one will object."

Sorrow surged up from his nose, and Chu Min's eyes became foggy.

The **** truth was torn apart and devastated.

"Ming'er, your mother has raised you for so many years, it's time to repay your kindness."

Use his life to achieve another person.

Chu Min never thought that the meaning of his existence was this.

But he is already changing. He strives to do what a prince should do, serve the country and the people, and care about the world.

But what about the people he has killed?

There was no rest for their wretched soul, and their death revealed his sin.

Seemingly firming up the idea that has been wavering, Chu Min's lips moved slightly, "Empress mother, this son can't agree to your request."

"Miner!"

"Your kindness of upbringing will be repaid in other ways."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but the Yin family struggled, "Chu Min! Who do you think you are relying on to have your current status? Without this palace, you are not even a beggar. What you did once was watched by everyone in the world. Only death can make you wash away your sins and give your life to Ben Gong, Chu Min!"

The temple started to ache again, Chu Min's vision was a little dazed, the number of headaches he had recently increased, and there seemed to be a problem with his body.

"Gag her mouth."

Before he could calm down, he heard a familiar voice appear at the door, and raised his eyes with joy, he thought it was Ling Qingxuan who came.

But the dress of that person and the posture of the people around her proved her identity.

National Division.

He leaned against the wall and watched her coming in the morning light.

"This... the national teacher, she is the former queen, we..."

Xiaolu gave Ling Qingxuan an envoy wink, even if we have a high status now, we can't float, what should we do if we anger this irascible Prince.

She's close and might be the first to hang up.

Ling Qingxuan responded with icy eyes, and Xiaolu took a handkerchief to block Yin Shi's chattering mouth.

She came back trembling, feeling that His Royal Highness's expression was not right.

Ling Qingxuan put her indifferent gaze on Chu Min, making sure that he did not show any signs of blackening, so the palace servants left.

"National teacher." After a while, Chu Min finally saw her clearly.

It was a pity that the sedan chair was already far away. He took two steps forward and frowned at the sedan chair.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens is attended by those with status.

The high platform set up in the Wuyuguo Center is specially prepared for the national teacher to dance.

Ling Qingxuan went up, bowed her head, and the people below looked at her with anticipation.

The emperor and the empress dowager sat not far away, and Chu Min and Chu Jin sat below.

When Ling Qingxuan went up, Chu Jin stood up immediately, he was attracted by a force and stared straight at her.

Chu Min didn't like the look in his eyes, but he couldn't say why.

The preparatory ceremony was prepared by Xiaolu, and Ling Qingxuan stood behind them watching.

In the middle of the process, Chu Jin couldn't hide his inner heat, he said to the emperor: "Father, can you marry the national teacher to the son?"

The slim figure and the unstoppable breath fascinated him.

Chu Min raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

The emperor was happy to watch the performance, but now he was annoyed, "Nizi, the national teacher cannot marry for life, otherwise the country's luck will be cut off!"

Chu Jin's previous performance was very appreciated by the emperor, but recently he has been doing some stupid things. If it wasn't for the empress dowager to stop him, he would not have demoted this rebel as a commoner.

Being rejected, Chu Jin just snorted, "It's just a woman, how can she be so powerful."

The emperor was so angry that he slapped the table, just as the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens officially started, he didn't blame him loudly.

Xiaolu stepped back, and everyone greeted Ling Qingxuan respectfully.

"Wan Fu, National Teacher!"

"Ask the national teacher for blessings!"

Ling Qingxuan couldn't help but complain.

Blessed?

The only thing she has, I am afraid, is dedication.

With the scepter in his hand waving in a neat and handsome arc, Ling Qingxuan stood still for a while, but did not start dancing for a long time.

"National teacher, hurry up~" Little Green urged in a low voice.

It's a little embarrassing for you to stand like that.

The people under the high platform also stared at Ling Qingxuan with star eyes.

In the silence, Xiaolu covered her face, and sure enough, she guessed that the national teacher never remembered it.

In response to the ensuing question, Little Green was racking his brains to figure out how to explain it.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the lighter papers and handkerchiefs flew.

The little green hair was messy, and his mouth opened in surprise.

This... is this okay?

Ling Qingxuan's eyes were pale, and zz finally came in handy.

zz: [Hmph, there are a lot of people who know it. 】

Chu Jin looked at the changes around him, and his expression became even more crazy. If he really got this woman, his status would probably be unmatched.

The gust of wind blew, and the raindrops fell, and in this cool and hazy color, Chu Min's eyes became darker and darker, he slowly got up, and spoke softly to the standing figure.

"Qing'er."

That national teacher is like his Qinger.

But his Qing'er was just an ordinary palace maid.

He couldn't help but think, there were many unfamiliar atmospheres around, and the sound of armour colliding came, Chu Min's expression froze, and Chu Jin, who was beside him, had already drawn out his sword and aimed at him.