C32

On the second day, the news of the Profound Emperor's death spread throughout the entire Nine Prefectures. From top to bottom, there were discussions everywhere, and after hearing this grievous news, countless officials were dejected and wept bitterly. With the passing of the Profound Emperor, the supreme sun in the hearts of the citizens was about to be extinguished.

However, there were no mournful words to speak of within the imperial city. A plot had been made, and a bloody storm was on the way.

"Hahaha, ten years, we have been here for ten years." Ye Ming's trembling hands gently caressed the Dragon Throne in the Heaven and Earth Palace. He was like a beautiful lady whose skin could be broken by the wind.

"Lord Duke Ming, the person you wanted has been brought here." A burst of noise came from outside the hall. Ye Ming walked down from the Dragon Platform and gave an order to the guards beside him to open the door.

"Long time no see, esteemed empress," Duke Ming smiled obscenely at the empress's well-developed figure. "I wonder how things have been going recently."

"Hmph, don't pretend to be a good person in front of me. Put away that fake, ugly face of yours. I know that you were the one who planned the death of the Profound Emperor." The empress's anger and sorrow intertwined on her face. With tears blurring her vision, she was in the middle of arranging the Profound Emperor's things before she was dragged into the palace.

As the saying goes, do not feel guilty, and be not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. After listening to the empress's words, Duke Ming became slightly flustered.

"Esteemed Empress, you can eat this medicine however you want, but you can't speak carelessly." On the altar in front of the palace, thunder rumbled. A black phantom rode on a sword brimming with blue light and landed in the courtyard.

"Sword Saint, you came at the perfect time," Duke Ming let out a breath and looked at the empress's graceful figure again. He could not help but lick his lips as he continued, "Brother Mystic's death pained Ming Di. I also know that you will spend countless lonely nights here. If the empress does not mind, we can manage this River Mountain Society together."

"Pui!" "Huang Mi!" "Pui!" "Huang Mi!" "Pui, Huangmu, you unscrupulous playboy! Lang... Upon mentioning the Profound Emperor, the empress could not help but feel dejected. In her memory, he was mighty and unstoppable, and she could not help but be considered an outstanding genius in the governance of the empire. Moreover, he was one of the top kings among all the previous emperors in terms of his strength.

"Sigh, you can't say it like that. A mountain can't be without a master," Ye Ming was not the least bit angry. After waiting ten years for this chance, he was not in a hurry for this moment. At this moment, he was becoming calmer and calmer, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Come, let the empress see the present that you have given her."

After saying that, he gestured to the guards by his side and pulled open the curtains behind the Dragon Throne. Two five-year-old children appeared in front of the empress.

"Wow, Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother." Upon seeing his mother, Ye Wenying and Ye Wenyuan could not help but cry bitterly.

"Let me go, let me go," the empress's heart broke at the sight of the two struggling children, but it was difficult for her to break free from the restraints of the guards.

"Duke Ming, I have something to tell you," Wang Kelan whispered to Ye Ming. Ever since the news of the Thunder King's death had spread, Ye Ming had promoted him to the position of Zhenyuan general and entrusted him with the responsibility of kidnapping the prince, "About that ?"

Hearing General Wang's whisper, Ye Ming's expression suddenly changed. His expression turned ferocious, scaring the surrounding people into not daring to speak. "How could this happen? Hurry up and send someone to search!"

Wang Coran, who had wanted to gain information about the Duke Ming's family, came back to show his displeasure, so he could only lead his underlings out of the hall.

Forget about the people, the Imperial Jade Seal hasn't been found yet. You bunch of useless bumpkins, the angry Duke Ming's face calmed down, thinking that maybe his imperial sister-in-law knows where this thing is, so he tried to get some information from her.

"Um, empress, are you tired? Hurry up and come sit. I've brought my child here, I'm just afraid that you'll panic," Duke Ming gestured for his servant to come over while he continued, "Thinking of the past, I still ?"

"Get out of my way, don't touch me with your dirty hands," the empress didn't take this lying down and slapped Ye Ming right on the face.

The burning sensation on his cheeks caused Ye Ming to laugh sinisterly as he muttered to himself, "You refuse a toast only to be punished."

"Where is the Imperial Jade Seal? You only have one chance." Ye Ming's eyes were filled with fervor.

"Pei, do you think I will tell you this incompetent person?" Hearing Ye Ming's arrogant words, the Queen's anger rose to a terrifying level.

"Do it, him." Ye Ming pointed at Ye Wen Yuan. He saw the executioner pull out a large blade from behind him and place the sharp blade against Ye Wen Yuan's neck.

"I'll ask you one last time. Where is the Imperial Jade Seal? Will you tell me or not?" Ye Ming stared at the Queen with a serious expression, afraid that he would miss out on a single detail.

"Don't, don't, let my child go, I don't know where the Imperial Jade Seal is," the empress wailed in alarm at the sight of the executioner.

"You won't cry until you've entered the coffin?" Ye Ming laughed and gestured to the executioner behind him, "Drag him out."

A cry of a child came from behind the curtain, followed by a scream. Wen Yuan's voice could no longer be heard.

"No," the empress's tears flowed like a river, "I'm going to kill you, kill you."

"Shameless boasting, dragging it out," Wen Yingzhong said with a smile. "You don't have anything left, so why are you still being so stubborn? Why don't you just let me, a crazy person, be at ease?"

The empress was already dispirited, a bone-chilling cold emitting from within her as she grew more and more crazed. "You will regret it. Hahaha, you will be punished."

Ka, a flash of lightning, and the blade of light pierced through the empress's chest.

"Sword Saint, you!" Duke Ming looked at him in horror. He never thought that he would cause such a commotion. Ye Ming clenched his fists tightly, "She's dead. What about the Imperial Jade Seal?"

Immortal ?" Phew, no Wishing to see... Your current... "It looks just like that." The empress's tears moistened her bloodshot eyes. She used her hand to brush against his mask in an attempt to pluck it, but to no avail. She could only use her last bit of strength to finish her sentence, "You ? True... Looks like... "She.

Hearing that, the Sword Saint leaned into the empress's ear and whispered a sentence. The empress wanted to change person and widened her eyes. "You actually!?"

"Reunite with your family," the Sword Saint said icily. She closed her eyes that were filled with grievances as she got up and took out a piece of jade from her chest.

"You!?" Duke Ming looked at the flash of light in the Sword Saint's hands in shock. It was obviously the Imperial Jade Seal, and he was wild with joy. "How did you get it? Tell me quickly!"

"Don't ask me why I got it. I've done all that I needed to do. It's time for you to fulfill your promise," the Sword Saint coldly said as he threw the Imperial Jade Seal into Ye Ming's hands.

Receiving the Imperial Jade Seal, Ye Ming's hands were trembling. It had been ten years, and it had been ten years since he had to wait. Hence, he excitedly said, "Small matters, small matters. I, This King, have long prepared everything."

"Alright." Sword Saint let out a muffled groan. He had no feelings for this place at all as he turned around to leave.

"Wait, why are you in such a hurry? Are you not going to attend tonight's celebratory feast?" The corner of Ye Ming's mouth slightly curled up, as if there was some unspeakable secret.

"Oh? "Do you think you can keep us here?" Sensing the subtle changes in the atmosphere, the Sword Saint disdainfully asked.

"You're not giving me any face at all? I've prepared a generous gift for you." Although he was backing down step by step, his heart was filled with fire. He had just ascended the throne, yet you dare to be so disrespectful?

"I don't dare," After saying this, he prepared to leave without looking back.

"I have prepared a funeral for you." Ye Ming slightly raised his head and looked at the figure of the Sword Saint as he walked away. The sinister look on his face caused the soldiers beside him to feel a chill run down their spines.

Lightning appeared and shot out like flying needles, shooting straight towards Ye Ming. Ye Ming, on the other hand, was not flustered at all. He gently clapped his hands and icicles rose into the air, forming a huge curtain in front of Duke Ming.

"Oh?" Yin Lian, are you here to join in the fun as well?

"You know too much, lying down in the Yongqing Palace is the best plan. The ones that promise you will be given!" Duke Ming shook his head and said sarcastically.

"I'm afraid that the Ice Emperor alone will not be able to stop me." The Sword Saint coldly replied to Duke Ming.

"Then what about him? Is he worthy or not?" Duke Ming clapped his hands again.