Chapter 230: Better!
“Rebellious ministers and traitors?”
Mrs. Cheng sneered.
"Everything you have done today is all your fault!"
Cheng Sitao tightened the sword in his hand.
"Grandma, why bother talking nonsense with him?"
"That's right!"
Cheng Qiuluo jumped off the horse, walked to the front, and looked at Emperor Shunhe with a fierce look in his eyes, full of hatred. With intent and murderous intent, the hand holding the knife was ready to move.
"Grandma, Qiu Luo requests that this foolish king be dealt with immediately!"
"You dare?!"
Emperor Shunhe panicked and took two steps back.
He looked around.
“Where is Cheng Shengxuan?”
“Did he just watch his biological father being killed?!”
“He is unfilial!”
"If word gets out, people all over the world will poke their spines and scold them!"
"No need to shout."
Mrs. Cheng's tone was light.
"Don't waste your efforts, Shengxuan is not here."
"Even if he is here, would he dare to disobey me?"
Emperor Shunhe gave Shi Gui a wink that was so obvious that Hua Ru could see it clearly.
She threw the bamboo tube soaked in water directly at him.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to read it, these are no longer usable."
Emperor Shunhe was completely panicked at this time. He raised his head and begged Mrs. Cheng for mercy.
“Mother-in-law!”
"Mother-in-law! I am A-Zhu's husband and the biological father of your grandson. For the sake of A-Zhu and Shengxuan, please spare my son-in-law's life."
Cheng Qiuyun snorted coldly. , looking at him with a strange expression.
"The entire Shen family was detained outside the Meridian Gate to await their fate. Doesn't His Majesty Emperor Shunhe intend to plead for them?"
Of course Emperor Shunhe didn't care.
Mrs. Cheng always looked forward, without even giving him a glance.
"Killing your wife and killing your children, how do you deserve to be a husband, and how do you deserve to be a father?!"
"Favouring traitors, colluding with other countries, killing innocent people indiscriminately, allowing hundreds of thousands of soldiers to die tragically, and indulge in pleasure, what's wrong with you? If you turn a blind eye to the suffering people, you are not worthy of being an emperor!”
“Don’t do it again! Ti Shengxuan! What does it have to do with you?” There is no longer a noble concubine in this world, only Cheng Yuzhu, the legitimate daughter of the Cheng family!"
Mrs. Cheng shouted angrily.
"Come here!"
"Take him down! Take him outside the Meridian Gate and execute him together with the Shen family to comfort the 140,000 Cheng family members who died innocently and tragically!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Emperor Shunhe was dragged backwards. He struggled twice, but to no avail, so he simply broke the jar and threw it, letting out a maniacal laugh and shouting at the Cheng family.
"Don't think you have won! Sooner or later, your Cheng family will follow in my footsteps, and I curse you!"
"My today is your tomorrow, no! You will definitely be a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than me!"
Emperor Shunhe's voice gradually disappeared in the wind.
Mrs. Cheng raised her head and slowly closed her eyes, with a drop of clear tears falling faintly from the corner of her eyes.
After a long time, she opened her eyes, looked at the palace door in front of her, and said in a deep voice.
“Enter the palace!”
...
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Shi Gui chased after him and witnessed the scene where Emperor Shunhe was beheaded.
He rushed over and knelt in front of Emperor Shunhe's body, slowly helping to tidy up his appearance with red eyes.
Then he pulled out the dagger and stabbed himself hard in the heart.
"Your Majesty, walk slowly, the servant is coming."
Before falling down, he glanced in the direction of Hua Ru.
Meeting his eyes, Hua Ru moved, as if she wanted to step forward, but in the end she turned around and left.
Perhaps this is the best result for Shi Gui?
The Cheng family's revenge has been avenged, Concubine Jin's original life-saving grace has been repaid, and the queen is dead.
The grudge was settled, and she had to live for herself in the days to come.
......
Three days later, Cheng Shengxuan ascended the throne as the new emperor. The first thing he did was to rehabilitate the Cheng family and restore the title of Pingnan Marquis Mansion.
The new emperor ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world.
Many ministers who were framed and unjustly exiled were pardoned.
Those who are willing to return to the capital will be reinstated and compensated; if they are unwilling to return to the capital, the court can compensate them with a sum of money and return them to their hometown to support them.
General Zhou's family, as well as the Chen family, also embarked on the road back to Beijing.
After following the Cheng family to Beijing, An Luo also moved into the Pingnan Marquis Mansion.
There was a lot of mess in the court waiting to be dealt with. For half a month, she did not see Cheng Shengxuan.
It was getting dark that day. An Luo came back from the dessert shop. As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw a tall black figure.
"Why are you here?"
"You're back?"
The two spoke almost at the same time.
Cheng Yao dragged Cheng Xin out of the yard knowingly.
Cheng Shengxuan stepped forward, first took her hand and touched it. He felt a little coolness and pursed his lips slightly.
"My hands are a little cold. It's already autumn, so I still need to wear more clothes morning and night."
As he said that, he untied his cloak and put it on for her. After putting on the cloak, he didn't leave his hand, but just put his arm around An Luo's shoulders and led her forward.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you back to your room.”
An Luo felt something was wrong and sniffed lightly.
Why does it smell like alcohol?
“Have you been drinking?”
With a creak, the door was closed.
Looking at someone's back, An Luo asked again.
“Are you drunk?”
"It's better to drink some water first."
Just as An Luo was about to turn around, he was pulled back by the hand. A pair of big hands restrained his waist, and then his left shoulder felt heavy.
Cheng Shengxuan buried his head in her neck and rubbed it.
I don’t know if it was An Luo’s misunderstanding, but I always felt that there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.
“Don’t leave.”
Sensing that his mood was not right, An Luo patted his back comfortingly.
"Cheng Shengxuan."
Someone leaning on her shoulder: "Huh?"
"I will stay with you, you know that, right?"< br>
Cheng Shengxuan curled his lips and let out a chuckle.
"Well, I know."
The warm breath sprayed on An Luo's neck, with a faint aroma of wine.
An Luo started to blush from his neck to his forehead.
“You, you get up first.”
“I can’t afford it.”
"Unless you give me a reason."
Cheng Shengxuan closed his eyes again and rubbed his hands.
On this day in previous years, his grandmother would let him enter the palace to pay his respects to his aunt, no, to his mother.
He never thought about the reason before, but now he understands, but his mother is no longer there.
He felt uncomfortable today and wanted to come see An Luo, but she went out to be busy.
So he went to see his elder brother for a few drinks, and he did drink a little too much.
The hair rubbed against An Luo's neck, causing goosebumps to itch.
Listening to his words, An Luo didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, and his face turned redder.
Thankfully, I saw that you were in a low mood, so I comforted you.
Who are you, relying on my shoulders, and have to give you a reason before you are willing to get up?
How can this make sense?
As if she was letting out her anger, she stretched out her hand and tapped someone's forehead heavily.
Forget it, I’m not as experienced as a drunkard!
"I heard that tomorrow is your birthday, and I have prepared a gift for you. Do you want to see it?"
Hearing what she said, Cheng Shengxuan thought for a while, straightened up and smiled at her Nodding.
"Okay."
An Luo glanced down and signaled to him.
"Let go of your hands first."
Cheng Shengxuan shook his head, walked around behind her, and rested his chin on her shoulder.
“No, just leave.”
An Luo: "..."
Oh my god, I never imagined that he would be such a person when he was drunk!
It looks quite normal, why are you acting like a child?
"Okay, okay, let's go like this."
What else can she do, she can only coax her.
An Luo walked towards the cabinet with a little effort. Cheng Shengxuan put his arm around her waist and followed her steps.
Open the cabinet and take out the wooden box inside.
“Dang-dang-dang-dang!”
“Look.”
The box opened, revealing a pair of black boots, with a simple auspicious cloud pattern outlined in gold thread on the upper.
An Luo rubbed his fingertips shyly.
"That one is not very good. When I get better at it, I will make it better for you next time."
Cheng Shengxuan hugged the wooden box and smiled with satisfaction.
“It looks good, I like it very much.”
Remembering what happened before, he put down the wooden box, took An Luo’s hand, and looked at the healed areas with several new ones. She put her fingertips next to her face and kissed her gently twice.
"My hand is broken again, I'm not allowed to do it next time."
When his fingertips touched the soft and warm lips, An Luo's breathing gradually became faster, and his heart beat violently.
She tried to pull her hand back, but failed. She glanced aside unnaturally.
"You, didn't you say you were very happy just now...um."
The face of the person in front of him suddenly enlarged in his sight. Cheng Shengxuan held her fingertips and put it on his heart, lowered his head and pressed Her lips swallowed up all the words she had yet to say.
An Luo opened his eyes slightly at first, then slowly closed them.
For a long time, An Luo's breath became a little unstable, and then Cheng Shengxuan let her go.
Their foreheads were touching, and Cheng Shengxuan rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose, speaking in a domineering tone as if he was cheating.
“I don’t care, anyway, I just don’t want you to work so hard and don’t allow you to hurt yourself again!”
However, someone could only be overbearing for three seconds. He leaned over and put his arms around An Luo’s waist. , put his chin on her shoulder and rubbed it.
"Promise me, okay?"
An Luo lowered his head, blushing and saying nothing.
Help!
Drunk Cheng Shengxuan seems to be better at it!