bookrebus Chapter 442 A Chill
Chapter 442 A Chill
"Your mother is a reasonable person. You don't need to worry that she will embarrass you or deliberately make things difficult for you. She is kind-hearted and not as terrible as you think. It was I who made the move. I ordered the Fengyun Tower people to do it. Firstly, it was to consolidate your position, and secondly, if you don't teach these people a lesson, they won't know what restraint is!"
Di Beizun sneered disdainfully, but inwardly he was glad that he had used his previous methods. Now, the court was not finding it difficult to accept the fact that there was only one empress in the entire Great Zhou harem.
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin immediately tensed up, staring at him in shock—
"You were the one who made the move? My little darling, how old were you back then?"
Sikong Jin broke out in a cold sweat. At such a young age, he already knew such swift and decisive methods; no wonder now…
Emperor Beizun did not answer, but sat down next to Sikong Jin. “A person who does great things should act decisively. If I were you, the head of the Emperor of Dayong would have fallen under Yuepo’s blade long ago. How could he still be causing trouble like this? I told you earlier that you should rebel against him, but you insisted on being a loyal subject! What’s wrong with my Great Zhou? If you had followed me to Great Zhou back then, you would be my Empress now, and you might have several princes by now!”
As Di Beizun spoke, his gaze unconsciously drifted towards Sikong Jin's stomach—
Thinking about all this, he felt a little frustrated. She didn't have to work so hard, but she took so many detours. Although she had also carved out her own niche, couldn't Di Beizun have given her all that?
Just like now, she could easily be given the title of Southern Emperor, instead of having to work so hard herself.
However, as soon as Di Beizun finished speaking, seeing the strange look he was giving her stomach, Sikong Jin, who was already feeling somewhat depressed, immediately felt a chill run down her spine!
"Your princes have had several children? Emperor Beizun, do you think I'm a sow?"
Sikong Jin glared at him.
"You said it yourself, I never said that. My prince is the future emperor of the Great Zhou, not the kind of thing you're talking about!"
Di Beizun narrowed his eyes at her, and seeing the melancholy in her eyes fade a little, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Ajin, I am almost thirty years old. I hope to resolve the matter of Dayong as soon as possible. You should come back with me to get married and give me a prince. Raise him and leave the country to him. Then I can accompany you to travel the world. Whether you want to dominate the court or roam the martial world, it is up to you."
The young Emperor of the North had already begun to dream of a wonderful life ahead.
"Aren't you still a few years away from turning thirty? Now that you mention it, I realize you're actually that much older than me!"
Sikong Jin knew exactly what he meant; he just wanted to help her dispel the melancholy in her heart. However, this guy had been very interested in the word 'marriage' lately, and she had indeed promised him that back then. Now that the Tiansheng Dynasty had been destroyed, it seemed that it was about time to fulfill her promise.
Di Beizun did not answer, but instead cast a dangerous glance at him.
Sikong Jin took a deep breath, watching the powder in her hand drift away in the morning breeze. A faint golden light had already appeared on the horizon. After a while, she said, "Then let's set off tonight. As you said, we'll sneak back to the capital first. Your army is approaching the border of Dayong, and my troops will withdraw to Hangu Pass. Xing Qiyu's troops have already attacked Hangu Pass. If that's the case, he will definitely send someone to take over Hangu Pass immediately. As long as my people resist, it will confirm the crime of rebellion. Your army, stationed on the border of Dayong, can support my Hangu Pass in case of emergencies."
"Yes, I hereby order Feng Yang to lead 200,000 troops to stand by near Yanmen Pass."
Emperor Beizun thought for a moment and then said this.
Lord Sikong nodded. "I will have Mei Ruhua reorganize the troops, and we will set off back to Hangu Pass tonight!"
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"Where is Tuoba Yu?"
Di Beizun faintly smelled the aroma of wine wafting in the wind, so he narrowed his eyes and gave Sikong Jin a mysterious glance.
Sikong Jin only remembered what had just happened then, and quickly shrugged, "He left a long time ago, and I was just about to look for him! I said before that if I had the chance to come to Tiansheng, I would definitely play the zither and drink with him, and I asked him to prepare the wine. I didn't expect that in this situation, I didn't see him, but he left me with a zither!"
As Sikong Jin spoke, a hint of regret appeared on her beautiful face. The emperor was immediately displeased. "You really have that kind of leisure! I could spend the whole day drinking and playing music with you! He wouldn't even lend you soldiers, and he almost couldn't withstand a single palm strike from me. What's the point of drinking and playing music with such a piece of trash?"
Di Beizun's stunningly handsome face immediately turned cold. He really couldn't understand why this woman was still thinking about Tuoba Yu.
What's there to remember about the defeated?
Drinking and playing the piano?
Does Emperor Beizun know how to appreciate wine?
Is this zither as well played as Emperor Beizun's?
No wonder he ran straight here as soon as he entered the city. Tuoba Yu is fast, otherwise Emperor Beizun might not be able to guarantee that he would send him to the Western Paradise with a single palm strike when he saw him!
After fighting all night, by the time the soldiers finished cleaning up the battlefield, it was already broad daylight.
After the devastation of war, Tian Sheng Imperial City is now filled with charred ruins, bloodstains are still faintly visible on the streets, and the air is still filled with the smell of burning and the faint stench of blood.
In just one night, this once beautiful Tiansheng Imperial City has changed hands.
Emperor Tiansheng committed suicide. His court officials either died or fled, and the rest were captured. The Tiansheng Imperial Palace had been taken over by Feng Yang and his army, and the Tiansheng Dynasty ceased to exist.
Inside the council hall, Emperor Beizun stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the dragon throne in front of him. His handsome face showed no emotion, and the deep, calm light in his eyes was also very serene.
Sikong Jin stood beside him, her eyes wide as she gazed at the magnificent and luxurious dragon throne before her. Suddenly, she turned to Emperor Beizun and said, "Your Majesty, would you mind if I sat on that dragon throne and experienced what it felt like?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Beizun's deep eyes flickered for a moment, and he said dismissively, "What's so great about sitting here? It's far inferior to the one in my Great Zhou. If you want to sit, you can sit as comfortably as you like when we return to Great Zhou."
Ever since he told him about going to drink and play music with Tuoba Yu, this guy has found fault with everything in Tiansheng.