"Internal news. It's said that the higher-ups gave the order, so it wasn't blocked!”
"The old woman's phone is gone. I don't think I can connect to it if I block it.”
At the same time, Ying Zheng, whose entire body was covered in a murderous aura.
He had already stepped into Lady Zhao's bedroom!
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
The sound woke the man from his sleep.
Lao Ai opened his eyes abruptly.
He turned his body and his face was filled with anger.
Who dared to disturb him?
Who was it?
Backlight.
He saw who it was.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
The palace gates opened wide, and a cold wind blew.
A gust of coldness woke Lao Ai up, and chilled his heart even further!
It came.
Yes, Ying Zheng!
The youth's body had yet to fully expand.
His eyebrows were already stunning.
His entire body was filled with a murderous aura.
He…
He headed straight for the bed.
Lao Ai woke up from the shock.
Ying Zheng!
Why is Ying Zheng here?
Lao Ai's heart could not help but stop beating.
"Mother!" Ying Zheng shouted.
Concubine Zhao woke up instantly.
Lao Ai rolled and crawled off the bed.
Sister Zhou saw the coldness in Ying Zheng's eyes, and all the blood in her body froze.
All along, Ying Zheng had shown them his kind side.
But at this moment.
The people in the live broadcast room knew it all.
What was a tyrant?
The Emperor was furious.
Corpses floated for thousands of miles!
"Spare me, my king! Spare me, Your Majesty!"
Lao Ai panicked at that moment.
She hid in a corner.
He begged for Lady Zhao's protection.
"Zheng 'er! What are you doing in Mother's palace with a sword?!”
Zhao Ji was wrapped in a blanket, and it was difficult to hide her beauty.
She looked at Ying Zheng angrily.
"Hurry up and put away your sword! Do you want to take my mother's life?"
"Quickly go and invite Duke Lu over!" Seeing that the situation was not looking good, Lao Ai immediately shouted to the servants outside the palace.
In the next second.
The Son of Heaven's sword was as fast as lightning.
Puchi!
The copper sword pierced into Lao Ai's throat.
Tsk!
The sword was pulled out, and blood gushed out!
Hot blood splattered all over Zhao Ji's face.
Lao Ai's eyes were still filled with fear and disbelief.
The bloody hole in his neck started to bleed again as he wanted to speak.
"I'm not here to kill you." Ying Zheng held his sword with one hand and stared at Lady Zhao expressionlessly.
Sister Zhou swallowed her saliva crazily.
Even a chicken with its head chopped off could still struggle for a while.
Not to mention a person.
Lao Ai, who was on the ground, was like a fish that had just come ashore.
He opened and closed his mouth, but could not say a word.
On the contrary, more blood came out of the bloody hole on his neck.
The live broadcast room went crazy.
Lao Ai died just like that?
In the high-definition live broadcast.
Lao Ai's struggle, despair, and suffocation before his death.
No matter how much blood flowed, it seemed like there was no end to it!
Everything was clearly visible.
It was too shocking.
Zhao Ji trembled.
Lao Ai's boiling blood fell on his face, and immediately cooled down.
It slid down her beautiful face.
Zhao Ji's eyes widened, and her mind went blank.
"Seal off all information from the palace. Zhao Gao, call Lu Buwei over.”
Ying Zheng ignored Lady Zhao.
He sat down slowly.
He took out a silk cloth and carefully wiped the Emperor's Sword in his hand.
"Yes!"
Meng Tian and Zhao Gao cupped their fists at the same time.
Meng Tian drew her sword.
Zhao Gao was looking for someone.
The palace maids serving Lady Zhao fled in panic.
However, no one survived.
The entire Eternal Spring Palace was like hell on earth!
The young sovereign slowly wiped his sword.
The cold wind blew, and blood splattered everywhere.
This scene was too shocking!
"Hiss! It's too terrifying."
"To the people of this era, killing people is no different from killing a chicken or a dog.”
"The most terrifying thing is that the Ancestral Dragon is only thirteen years old, but he's already so…cruel?”
"It's really funny to say that it's cruel. What era is this?”
"These palace servants served by Lady Zhao's side. She stole a man before the late king was buried, and no one stopped her. This is a capital crime!”
"Even if we don't stop them, we can still go and report them!”
"Yes, they've been waiting on me and even climbed into bed. It's impossible for them to say they don't know!”
At this moment.
Zhao Ji recovered.
She looked coldly at Ying Zheng, watching the palace servants around her being brutally slaughtered.
He slowly got up and changed into his blood-stained clothes.
She stepped on the ground with her bare feet.
"Good, very good! As expected of a descendant of the Ying Clan!"
Lady Zhao walked up to Ying Zheng and gritted her teeth.
"When your father left Handan and remarried in Xianyang, why didn't you help my mother kill that slut?”
"Now your father is dead! Do you want me to be a widow for him?”
Zhao Ji's heart was in a mess.
The corners of his lips trembled as he said fiercely," Ying Zheng!!!”
" You're unfilial!!!"
"I warned you yesterday."
Whoosh!
The copper sword hummed.
"Don't associate with Lu Buwei anymore!”
Ying Zheng raised his head, his eyes were filled with a chilling aura as he shouted,"
"Zhao Ji, do you have to force me to kill my biological mother?!!”
Boom!
Zhao Ji trembled.
With a pale face, he took a step back and fell into a pool of blood.
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