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Zhao Jing stared at Dongfang Weiming with the Imperial Jade Seal in his arms, the tears on his face had not dried yet.

Dongfang Weiming gently caressed the back of Zhao Jing's hand, taking the opportunity to gently hold her hand, his voice cold and sweeping, "If the evil officials are not removed, the nation will not be able to live peacefully, this world will never be peaceful again." After saying that, Dongfang Weiming held Zhao Jing's hand and pressed the Imperial Jade Seal down.

On the shining imperial edict, the bright red color of the seal was just like the blood on the other side of the gate!

This was the first time Zhao Jing knew what it meant to kill people without seeing blood!

The Emperor's Imperial Jade Seal could raise a person to a fortune, but it was also a killing knife!

Jun Wu Yi's words were not a joke, but a matter of life and death!

The first thing Zhao Jing did when he sat on the throne was to kill his mother, and the second thing he did was destroy his entire family of royal uncles. Her eyes reddened. "Royal Uncle …" "It's me, my dear uncle …"

Dongfang Weiming spoke very slowly with a cold and thin voice, enunciating every word, "Does Your Majesty know what the emperors used to call themselves in the past? Yes... "Otherworldly!" He smiled gently. "There is only one person in this world who can do nine or five. There is only one monarch in this world, and that is the Emperor!"

Her breathing quickened, "Since I am the ruler of this world, then I want my mother to live again. I don't want Imperial Uncle to die … Can the Great General do that? "

With that, Dongfang Weiming walked out.

Zhao Jing held onto the bright yellow dragon robe as he ran out of the Qianyuan Hall s with trembling calves, but was stopped by a eunuch.

"I am the Emperor!" Zhao Jing cried, "Why don't you let us out?"

In this vast palace, without her mother's protection, without the prestige of the imperial family, she could only face the fear of death alone. When he thought of the Goddess of Heaven hanging in the palace, Zhao Jing felt chills down his spine, and he held onto the wall and trembled!

She had not grown up in the palace or those princes' palaces, so how could she have known that the Imperial Court was filled with strange and unpredictable waves of battle?

But now, she finally understood!

Suddenly, a figure pounced over and directly laid at Zhao Jing's feet. The eunuchs also failed to react in time, and they were all stunned on the spot!

"Your Majesty! "Damn it!" Young Man cried his heart out as he hugged Zhao Jing's ankles, "Your majesty! My father was wrongly accused. Your majesty, my father didn't plot a rebellion. Your majesty, ah, your majesty … "

The guards rushed forward to pick him up, as if they were going to drag him down!

"Your majesty, if Dongfang Weiming exterminated all of the Zhao Family, then your majesty would truly be lonely! "Your majesty!" Young Man's shout finally brought Zhao Jing back to reality.

It was the first time she held her neck up straight and shouted at Dongfang Weiming with determination, "We want to protect his life!"

When Zhao Jing said this, the surroundings instantly quieted down, almost to the point that even a pin drop could be heard. Even the young man stopped crying, holding his breath and not daring to breathe! No one could predict the consequences of offending the great general!

Who was the Great General Dongfang? He was the one who kept his word. Killing a person in ten steps was a normal thing. Right now, the little Emperor hadn't even sat properly, yet he actually dared to challenge Dongfang Weiming. Wasn't this like a housefly pouncing on a tiger's head?

Footsteps rang out. One step, two steps. Three steps, four steps!

Dongfang Weiming stood straight in front of her, his tall body blocking all the light. He looked at her condescendingly as if they had just met. His beautiful phoenix eyes flashed with clear ridicule, but it only lasted for a moment. In the end, all that was left was indifference. "Does the emperor know who this person is?"

Zhao Jing did not know who the crying Young Man was, but Zhao Jing understood that what the young man said was correct! If she couldn't protect them today, then there would be a day when she couldn't protect herself either! After thinking about it, Zhao Jing turned around and looked at the Young Man, "What's your name?"

The youth's body trembled like a sieve sifting chaff. "If … if I were to reply to the Emperor, I-I would be the Third Marquis' son, Zhao … Zhao Yuannan!"

"The emperor heard it?" Dongfang Weiming stared straight at her, his expression not fluctuating at all, yet his gaze was this sharp.

Zhao Jing clenched her teeth, "We will keep him!"