Chapter 610: The Prime Minister of the rebellion of Her Majesty

"Your Majesty."

They didn't dare to breathe loudly and tried their best to reduce their presence.

"Where is the late emperor!" Ji Wenyuan's eyes were red. The ruthlessness spread from his body bit by bit, and what was hidden was the panic in his heart.

"Second brother Ji, if I want to leave, no one can stop me."

It was these words that completely defeated him when he couldn't see the woman in Yangxin Palace Hall.

This gloomy emperor scared the palace maids so much that they almost collapsed to the ground.

However, standing there, Ji Wenyuan's aura was a little calmer, as if he had suppressed all the violence back into his body.

However, at the same time, this sinister and terrifying appearance was not gentle at all. Instead, it was like a dormant fierce beast, which looked even more terrifying.

"Find her for me! I want everyone to search the entire Imperial Palace and find the late emperor!"

The person who was still in his arms last night was tightly guarded. How could she leave the Imperial Palace so quickly.

He had just sneaked out. The person was definitely in the Imperial Palace. As long as he searched, he would definitely be able to...

"Your Majesty, The guards of Heaven prison have come to report that General Lin Lang and those female generals of Heaven prison have been kidnapped."

A female general's message came from outside the hall.

Ji Wenyuan's body trembled slightly as he slowly tightened his grip.

He lowered his gaze and looked at the palace maids kneeling on the ground. His eyes were filled with indifference.

"What's the use of keeping you? You can't even guard a single palace door. i'll drag you out and you'll be beaten to death."

The palace maids did not have the time to cry and were dragged out by the guards outside the hall. They covered their mouths and dragged them out.

Even if he knew that Nihuang had left, he would not have noticed it at all, let alone these palace maids.

This was just him venting his anger.

However, he expressionlessly walked towards the bed.

The shattered porcelain pieces on the ground pierced into the soles of his feet. It was a piercing pain.

Ji Wenyuan, who was in a trance, didn't feel the slightest bit of pain as he passed by.

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In fact, only this piercing pain in the soles of his feet could remind him that this wasn't a dream.

She left him an enchanting night before disappearing like she had vanished from the world.

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Ji Wenyuan sat alone on the bed for a long time.

He picked up the torn clothes on the ground.

He sniffed them. It was a woman's body. He was used to the smell of little Zisu.

She was still the most beautiful when she wore a red dress.

She was as hot as fire, but also like a phoenix soaring through the nine heavens.

When she pestered him, she was soft and warm.

And it was precisely because of this that he had the illusion that she liked him too.

But was all this ultimately an illusion?

Was she really that heartless?

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Sitting in a comfortable carriage.

Xia Ling traveled from night to night. She was already more than a hundred miles away from the capital.

Beside her was Lin Lang, along with two or three other female generals who had always been loyal to her.

Even though they had been imprisoned by Ji Wenyuan, the three of them did not look good.

However, compared to the other people who were imprisoned in the sky prison, their cells were clean, food was accessible, and no one deliberately made things difficult for them.

It was already a very good treatment.

Lin Lang and the others knew very well who Ji Wenyuan was looking for in all of this.

However, looking at the beautiful woman leaning against the carriage, her expression was lazy.

Lin Lang could not help but advise,

"Your Majesty, why don't I find the best doctor for you when we get to the mountain villa and prescribe an abortion medicine to abort this child?"

It was already ridiculous for Her Majesty to be defiled by the new emperor. If she gave birth to a child for the new emperor, how would she be worthy of her ancestors? Worthy of the previous emperor?

Speaking of which, this was a very humiliating matter.