Chart Topper Queen

In the early morning, the thin fog dissipated on the street. Slowly, there were people who came to carry the burden and prepared to enter the city. The gates of the city were opened, and the soldiers guarding the city began to check. Some distance away from the city gate, there is a red light breaking through the fog!

The people who were swept away by the wind on the road looked at each other in dismay.

Just now, what is that?

In the palace, the second prince presided over the government on his behalf, but there were still stubborn old ministers who refused to give in and were in many difficulties in government affairs. He threw the tea cup, his eyes darkened, and his smile even more prosperous.

Yao Xihu, who has been by his side recently, trembled slightly in his heart, but he was also a little scared, "Your Highness?"

"It's alright." The second prince seemed to be talking to himself to comfort her, "Wait a minute, wait until then, and see who else dares to oppose me again."

Yao Xihu knew that the emperor's physical condition had gradually deteriorated, the time was approaching, and those who were waiting for the harvest tended to become more and more uneasy. But the current situation does not allow him to stop here. The more intense his emotional backlog is, the more tense his spirit becomes, and hot volcanic rocks are surging at the bottom of the mountain.

but-

In the original book, Su Anran's existence is like a needle in the sea, allowing him to always relax and relieve pressure when facing her.

Yao Xihu couldn't believe that he, who could help him in all aspects, would not be as good as Su Anran, who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. Zhao Yuanya's current state was nothing like the hero in the original book, whose color remained unchanged. .

She looked gloomy and said, "Yes, as soon as the old emperor dies, we will all be safe."

Simply Zhao Yuanya didn't have time to pay attention to her expression at this time, only snorted when she was too straightforward and ugly, but the next moment, the corner of her mouth was pulled.

"Let's go, let's see the father."

Zhao Yuanya's feelings for today are very complicated. It's not that the emperor doesn't love him, but it's not comparable to the connivance and doting of his younger son, nor the careful cultivation of the prince. Even the father's love divided into three is not equal. The big piece belongs to the crown prince, and the third prince's love is not thin. Only he remembered that there is such a son after the emperor divided it, and cut off the small one. Give him a tooth, like dividing it up.

The emperor's father's love is not worth more than melons.

Zhao Yuanya sneered.

Therefore, to sit in this position, love and love are nothing, and it is enough to have both ambition and ability.

The old man who was over fifty years old on the hospital bed lost his rosy face in a short period of time, with a jade belt on his belly. His face was decadent, and when he saw Zhao Yuanya, he stretched out his shriveled hand, "Prince... son..."

"Father, feel at ease, even if the crown prince can't come back, I'm still here."

The emperor's face showed anger, his cheeks clenched, "It's you... Ni, Nizi..." After he forcefully said a few words, he gasped weakly. Obviously, he already knew what the second son was doing behind his back.

The sullen look in Zhao Yuanya's eyes flashed, and slowly, he laughed, "It's me. The royal father's deadline is approaching, and the emperor is in the position. Why feel sorry for him."

The emperor was so angry that he couldn't breathe, Zhao Yuanya watched coldly from the side, until his face was purple and swollen like a dehydrated fish, and then he slowly turned over for him and patted his back.

"Go away..." The emperor hissed the word out of his throat.

Zhao Yuanya turned a deaf ear.

At this time, the little **** recently reported to the ministers that they wanted to see the emperor. Zhao Yuanya waved his hand, "Let them in." The little **** carefully peeked at the emperor, but did not dare to ignore the second prince's order, so he retired.

"The royal father must be very curious about what they are here for." Zhao Yuanya said with a smile, "It was his son who asked them to come. The royal father wanted to draw up an imperial edict, and he would have someone to write and witness." There is no more intention to hide.

The emperor's eyes swept across the ministers, there were unfamiliar faces, familiar important officials, and even his trusted confidants. He closed his eyes, for fear of letting these people succeed in the ups and downs of his emotions, "You, one by one... are trying to... kill me." Between the lines, there was a bit of anger and sadness.

These people looked different, but they all avoided the might of the old emperor who was still as sharp as the tip of a knife.

"...Zhao Yuanya, the second character of the emperor, has a precious character, and bows deeply to me, and will definitely be able to overcome the great power..."

Zhao Yuanya specially read the content of the edict to the emperor, and when the last words fell, he smiled at the emperor: "Please use the seal of the emperor."

"Can you make it in time?"

A sports car with a smooth body was parked in front of the magnificent and magnificent palace, and Ai Bei took in the scenery from the car, which was a unique experience.

Zhao Yuanlang stared at the palace, his dark pupils flashed a light beam in the sunlight, "It's too late."

The death knell has not yet been heard, and the people have not seen wearing sackcloth and filial piety, and everything is still in time.

"That's good."

She drove the sports car backwards for a while, and after a short pause, the sports car drove out with a bang, she pressed the car music, and the earth-shattering rock songs roared along with the car!

The third prince, Zhao Yuanying, accelerated with the vehicle, full of blood, as if he was still fighting on the battlefield!

Ai Bei broke through the protective barrier of the first soldier with ease, broke the formation, and began to dodge the defenders. Compared with the soldiers in the border city, the guards in the imperial city are more disciplined. Even if they are frightened by the "beasts", they still follow the instructions and rush forward one after another to prevent the "beasts" from breaking into the palace.

"Accompaniment" the third prince screamed, "Be careful on the left, wow dared to jump on the roof of the car, did you die?"

"Babe is great! Beibei is rushing!"

The people in the barrage also start to count:

[Shake off soldier x7]

[Soldier x11]

[Soldier x35]

[Ah, I just wiped that one! so close! ]

[I was **** laughed to death by the third prince, is he a human body barrage? ! ]

Ai Bei is like playing a racing game, stepping on the accelerator, turning the steering wheel, changing the brakes, shifting the gears, moving smoothly, quickly grasping the flaws, and throwing away the defenders.

Zhao Yuanlang stared at the people around him in the shaking carriage, and smiled slightly after seeing her excited expression.

The road of the palace is flat and wide, but at the end of the road, there is the Dan Bi reaching the sky. The steps are paved with flawless white jade, on which is carved the flying dragon symbolizing the Son of Heaven.

Without waiting for Zhao Yuanlang and Zhao Yuanying to speak, the motor of the sports car banged, and Ai Bei drove straight up!

[Ah, ah, it's so cool, this feeling of stepping on the emperor's feet, ah, I'm dead! ! ]

[Babe is too majestic, I don't know if I'm playing a speeding game or a ceremony to enthrone, anyway, it's so exciting-! ]

In the palace, Zhao Yuanya was forcing the emperor to seal with his seal.

At this time, the seal affixed by the emperor himself is meaningless, but he just enjoys the power brought by power and insists that his father emperor personally "approve" the existence of the edict.

The emperor has never suffered such humiliation in his life, his eyes are blood red, and he looks no longer kind, but looks like he is watching the annihilation of the enemy.

Suddenly, the sound of "Boom" was deafening, like thunder in the sky.

The emperor laughed back and forth, "Beast, you act like this... Sooner or later, you will be struck by lightning!"

Zhao Yuanya brushed off his sleeves, "My father is joking, your position is not justified, I just follow my father's example. Even one day, I will end up like my father..." He picked his lips. Jiao, "At least I can afford to lose compared to the father."

The voice fell, screaming outside the door, and a behemoth broke through the hall door and broke into the inner hall!

The great change suddenly occurred, and the heart of the people in the hall almost stopped beating, and they could only watch the disaster come in awe.

Just when the sports car was about to hit a certain minister, the harsh noise of the sudden brake suddenly sounded, and it stopped just an inch away from the other party. The young courtier, who was in the upper ranks of the camp, sat down on the ground.

There was a pause for a moment, the hall was silent, only the smell of urine came from the courtier.

The door opened and someone got out of the car.

Zhao Yuanya was stunned, his eyes showing shock, "Zhao Yuanlang?!"

The other people's legs softened in an instant, and the hand that pressed the emperor to hold the jade seal loosened, and the Chuan Guo jade seal just smashed to the ground.

The prince actually came back alive, not only that, but the distance from the battlefield to the capital was far away, the prince was able to arrive at the return city in just a few days, and fell from the sky—

"This, is this a divine beast in the sky?"

"Prince is destined to belong..."

The ministers murmured absentmindedly.

At this moment, their look up to the prince has reached the highest point. Even if they were the second prince for a second, it would not prevent them from "complying with the destiny" and surrendering to the son of destiny.

Even Zhao Yuanya felt disheartened for a moment, wondering what the meaning of what he did in the past was.

"This is not a divine beast!" A sharp female voice came from the side, puncturing everyone's eardrums and recalling Zhao Yuanya's consciousness. When Yao Xihu saw the sports car appear, his expression became a little distorted, "This is a car, just an ordinary means of transportation."

At this moment, another car door opened, and Abe got out of the car.

She was wearing short-sleeved hot pants, and even though she was covered with a white shirt that shaded her, she was quite exposed to the ancients. In front of a group of ancients who were completely covered, she looked out of place, like a tourist visiting an ancient costume film and television city.

"Ai, Bei." Yao Xihu stared at her face and gritted his teeth.

The barrage in her live broadcast room was beating wildly, but she didn't care about it, she just stared at the person in front of her.

"Huh?" Ai Bei only saw her and greeted her, "Long time no see."

"Why are you here? Still using this face—" Yao Xihu had a splitting headache, "Aren't you Su Anran?!"

Ai Bei tilted his head slightly, "Of course I'm not Su Anran, I'm—"

"Mu Xiaoxi."

Yao Xihu had already figured out his thoughts from the neglected thread, and finally realized that he had been tricked, completely, completely tricked!

"You are Mu Xiaoxi!"