Chapter 102: Emperor Shi (42)

Above the huge hall, there was no sound, and it was so quiet as to hear the sound of needle falling.
The young female emperor stretched out her hand to lift the diadem, revealing a beautiful white face, her beautiful chin was sharpened, and the vermilion beads on the diadem collided, making a sweet and crisp sound.
Her pupils are exquisite, like a pair of icy glass, their eyes are extremely dark, making people feel creepy when staring closely at people.
The girl's thin red lips evoked a cruel curve, and she spoke slowly: "Is the list of those corrupt officials sorted out?"
Chu Yanhuan's voice was low and pleasant, and it was even more cold in this empty hall.
Hearing that, the official under the head knelt down, holding the jade wat in his hand, and tremblingly reported: "Return to your Majesty, already, it has been sorted out."
The female emperor supported her chin with one hand, and stretched out with her other hand. She slowly tapped the armrest of the dragon chair, making little noise.
"Oh?"
"Present it."
The chief on the side went down and took the memorial, and handed it to Chu Yanhuan.
The female emperor accepted the memorial blankly, her snow-white slender fingers rolled over casually, her beautiful eyes drooping.
Suddenly, the girl's fingers paused, and the memorial she was looking at in her hand was torn apart.
Chu Yan laughed lowly.
Then, she slammed the memorial in her hand and hit Prince Rong's head straight.
"My dear uncle, look at the good things you do."
Prince Rong knelt down and picked up the memorial on the ground with trembling hands. After seeing the content, he almost rolled his eyes and fainted.
It's over, everything is over...
The female emperor sitting in the upper position stretched out her hands to prop her head, her beautiful curled eyelashes covered her unidentified eyes, and her expression was lazy.
"Picked his flower feathers for me and dragged it down."
"Launch the Meridian Gate, cut!"
Prince Rong raised his head in disbelief and shouted angrily: "Chu Yanhuan, dare you, this king is your uncle!"
He thought that the female emperor was at most revoking the title of his prince.
I didn't expect this yellow-haired girl to be so cruel, she wanted his life directly!
Hearing this, the aloof empress laughed lowly, the cruelty and irony of Yin Hong's lips, "Don't you dare?"
"Heh, my dear uncle, you have to know that I am the emperor of this great Chu, what I dare not do."
"The monarch wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, don't you understand this truth, the emperor?"
As he said, the empress waved her thin white fingers lazily, "Drag it down."
Prince Rong, who was dragged out of the temple step by step, was still yelling, "Chu Yanhuan, you dare to kill this king, are you dead when you are a private soldier of this king? They will overthrow your dynasty! "
The young empress almost laughed, "Private soldier? Uncle Emperor, you mean..."
"The hundred thousand soldiers buried in Wutiaoling?"
"Oh, by the way, you don't know about this uncle emperor... Tsk tsk tsk, I remember that day, the moat was stained red."
Every word is cruel and contemptuous, high-pitched mockery.
Prince Rong's face was ashes in an instant, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "Okay, okay, Chu Yanhuan, you are cruel enough, you are cruel!"
Chu Yan bowed his eyelashes happily, and his cold voice sounded, "What? Didn't the Guards have enough food today?"
"Hold it down, cut it!"
...
The Wumen was bloodied and the government and the people were shocked.
The iron-blooded wrists of this young female emperor made the whole court panic.
The corrupt officials investigated and dealt with, without exception, were beheaded.