Beigong Qianqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Where is the Prime Minister's wife?"

General Li lowered his head: "This is exactly what his subordinates want to report. The Prime Minister's wife was unconscious in a tent before, as if she had been on her shoulder, but she had been bandaged. She just woke up and asked her what had happened, but she didn't say anything."

Hearing this, the two were silent for a moment. Could it be that she really killed?

How big has happened? She would brutally kill her beloved husband...

On the other side, Chu Jiaowei's eyes were dull, and she felt the pain on her shoulders, and her heart hurt even more!

"I don't care about you! You tigress, you brought me to this place! I don't want to die, you want to die by yourself!"

The heartless words echoed in her ears, and her eyes were lonely and gloomy.

In his eyes, she has always been a tigress?

He raised his hand and pushed aside his collar and glanced at the wound on his shoulder.

When she saw the torn red cloth strips, she suddenly felt something.

Is it really a master...

At critical moments, only the master will treat her well.

He closed his eyes gently, opened his lips and said, "Have anyone seen the Prime Minister?"

Upon hearing this, the soldier outside the tent looked embarrassed and said, "Report to Madam, the Prime Minister is dead."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiaowei frowned slightly, stood up on the bed, walked slowly for a few steps, lifted the curtain and walked outside, and said coldly: "Where is it?"

The soldier lowered his head and helped her walk to Li Yuecheng's body.

Han Xue had frozen his skin to the point of being ashen, and her head was split in half, and her sword was still in the gap in the head.

There were also a few poisonous arrows shot from outside on my body, which was terrible.

She squatted down and raised her hand to stroke the snowflakes on his black hair.

"Master's wife, I dared to ask, did you kill this Prime Minister?"

General Li's serious voice came from behind him. If she killed her, she would definitely have to report it to the court.

Chu Jiaowei sighed softly, slowly stood up, raised her uninjured arm, pulled the sword from his head, and slowly exhaled.

"Bang!"

The sword light flashed, and the sword instantly penetrated Li Yuecheng's abdomen and pierced into the snow.

She turned around, glanced at General Li with a surprised expression, and said, "So what? So what if it is not?"

General Li swallowed his saliva and didn't know what to do.

"Master's wife, please go back to the imperial capital." Beigong Qianqiu walked behind General Li, smiled faintly at her, and said, "The Prime Minister was killed by the enemy."

"Criminal..." General Li wanted to say something, but Beigong Qianqiu raised his hand to stop him.

Chu Jiaowei looked at her coldly and then slowly left.

"Come here, send the Prime Minister's wife back to the imperial capital."

The two soldiers immediately lowered their heads and fists, and took the order and said, "Yes."

General Li looked at him in confusion and said, "Criminal, the Prime Minister was obviously killed by her..."

Upon hearing this, Beigong Qianqiu gently curled the corners of his lips and said, "Do you think it's better if we catch her?"

Although I don’t know what happened, I realized that Li Yuecheng did something sorry for her after a moment of thinking.

The person who killed Li Yuecheng was the one who bandaged her.

He looked up at the distance, and a touch of red like a manzhusha was standing on the snow-covered eaves.

After a long time, he disappeared from the eaves.

Beigong Qianqiu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

If Mo Wuyou came to make a fuss at this moment, the Beiming Kingdom would definitely be defeated.

He no longer had the extra energy to deal with Mo Wuyou.

Five days later, the imperial capital and the imperial palace.

In the magnificent palace, dazzling treasures are everywhere.

Beigong Tengxiao was wearing a luxurious golden dragon robe, and his noble spirit arose naturally.

In front of the dressing table, the polished smooth mirror reflects the same gorgeous beauty.

Chu Jiaoli was wearing a golden phoenix robe and an exquisite phoenix crown on her head.

There are a wide variety of jewelry on the table, dazzling and dazzling.

Beigong Tengxiao gently curled the corners of his lips, lifted her chin, and applied rose-colored lip fat to her.

It is like the finishing touch of the painting, with a touch of bright red lips, taking advantage of the snow-like skin, it is so beautiful.

She looked at herself in the mirror with a smile. She was the queen, the lord of the six palaces, the supreme queen!

"Empress, the clothes are ready."

Zi Lin was holding a magnificent robe.

She turned around and walked over slowly, stroked the extremely luxurious material, and embroidered golden silk into a phoenix and felt lifelike.

Empress, how much she enjoyed this title, she is the most noble woman in the Northern Ming Kingdom.

Beigong Tengxiao hugged her from behind, covered her ears, and said softly: "Li'er, are you satisfied with everything you have?"

Chu Jiaoli gently curled the corners of her lips, looked at her robe without moving, and said, "Satisfied, naturally, satisfied."

She snuggled in his arms, raised her hand and stroked her slightly raised belly, and said, "Master, my child must be the prince, right?"

Beigong Tengxiao smiled faintly and said, "I don't know whether it's a man or a woman now, but... if Li'er can't give birth to a son, what's the harm in passing the position of prince to her daughter?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiaoli smiled with satisfaction.

There is no history of a woman becoming an emperor in this Beiming Kingdom, but he is a pilgrimage and has the right to dominate everything.

It only depends on whether he wants to think about it or not.

"Your Majesty, you must defend this throne." Her eyes looked into the distance, and she couldn't bear to lose all this.

She must live in the palace forever and must not be stolen by Beigong Qianqiu and others.

Beigong Tengxiao hugged her tightly and said, "For the sake of Li'er and the child, I will definitely fight to defend the throne to death."

Chu Jiaoli showed satisfaction in her eyes, and raised her hand and picked up the luxurious clothes and compared them on her body.

"Empress, the Prime Minister's wife asked for a visit." The maid outside the door walked in and reported.

Upon hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao smiled faintly and said, "Thanks to this throne, thanks to her, you sisters, reminisce about the past." He walked out and walked out.

Chu Jiaoli bowed and said, "Greatly send him to Your Majesty."

After a moment, Chu Jiaowei, dressed in purple, stepped in.

Because of Chu Jiaoli, she also received a lot of rewards and her clothes were much nobler than before.

"Good sister, it seems that the secret letter has been stopped." Chu Jiaoli smiled faintly.

Chu Jiaowei still smiled with her, but her eyes were cold and said, "Li Yuecheng is dead."

Chu Jiaoli was stunned and frowned: "Diet?!"

Chu Jiaowei narrowed her peach blossom eyes and said, "Those who betray me should be killed."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiaoli sighed softly, sat down, and said, "I don't care about him, but this position as prime minister, so what should I do?"

Chu Jiaowei curled her thin lips, sat down, raised her hand to cover her hand, and said, "I'm going to do it."

Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows and looked a little strange: "You?"
Chapter completed!