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    The Cold Palace Queen

    Yan Jinchen retreated and came to Emperor An Zong’s bedroom alone.

    The imperial doctors had all retreated, and Emperor An Zong was already out of breath and his face was ashen.Everyone could see that he wouldn’t survive the night, or he would die.

    A generation of emperors ended up like this.

    Yan Jin came to Emperor An Zong’s side with a solemn face.

    “You, you’re here…”

    Emperor An Zong weakly held up his eyelids, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes.He turned his head and met Yan Jin’s dark gaze, which was like the boundless night, swallowing up all his hopes.

    “I, it’s hopeless.”

    He said cryptically.

    I thought that God allowed him to survive in this life again.But he didn’t expect that he would eventually fall into this reincarnation again and die at the hands of Ye Pian.He regrets, he hates, but there is nothing he can do.

    “It’s hopeless.”

    Yan Jin’s voice was colder than ever before. This coldness made An Zongdi’s eyes widen in disbelief.

    “You…!”

    Yan Jin squatted down at this moment and looked at him levelly.

    “The world of your palace family will be reduced to ashes from today on. I guess the Supreme Emperor never thought about this kind of retribution when he committed regicide?”

    He gave a clear and shallow smile, but the shadow in his phoenix eyes was strong and rampant.

    “Gong family…how could you…?!”

    Emperor An Zong coughed violently, and a trace of dark brown blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, gradually sliding down along his chin.

    Yan Jin raised his hand and pulled out the finger cot.

    There was nothing inside, except for a bald, smooth cut on his little finger.

    “Are you familiar? Gong Shen?”

    Yan Jin’s smile had a hint of madness. He stood up slowly and looked down at the dying man:

    “You don’t recognize Gu so soon?”

    A sharp, suffocating gasp came from Emperor An Zong’s throat. He looked at Yan Jin’s face, and the past events appeared clearly in his mind, giving him an almost splitting headache.

    Before Emperor Anzong and Gong Shen became emperor, the world still belonged to the Jing family.

    The Gong family was once just a young general in the imperial army. It was only because of the favor of the then emperor, Yan Jin’s father, that he was able to rise through the ranks and take the position of general in charge of the country.

    Although Gong Shen’s father Gong He also had great military exploits, he was not loyal and always tried to replace him.

    One day, he rebelled and led the emperor into the wolf pack, resulting in his death without any body parts.The concubines in the harem were also slaughtered one by one, leaving no one alive.The princes and princesses, young and old, were all buried alive to death.

    Yan Jin, who was under one year old at the time, was secretly taken out by the palace maid and survived.

    Before that, Gong Shen had always been his elder brother who often came to play with him.

    Although he didn’t know anything, he witnessed the scenes of rivers of blood with his own eyes.It was not until he gradually matured that he embarked on this road of revenge with the help of his remaining subordinates.

    A direct descendant of the Jing family, he had a three-point birthmark on his little finger. In order not to be noticed, he cut off his little finger, which did not attract the attention of Gong Shen and Gong He.In addition, his appearance changed after growing up, and he was able to enter the palace.

    In order to climb to this position, Yan Jin no longer remembers how many people he killed and how many ugly things he did.And all this will finally come to an end today.

    What he wanted was never the world.

    The palace had already been filled with kerosene. Instead of looking at Emperor An Zong’s feeble struggle and curse, he picked up the red candle on the table and walked to the edge of his bed.

    The palace gate is closed, and it is difficult to fly with wings.

    The tears of the candle fell on the ground and turned into a bright red plum.

    Yan Jin glanced back, and it happened to be facing the direction he came from.

    Then, the red candle fell to the ground. As soon as it was stained with oil, the flames immediately became extremely strong, curling and licking every place.

    He has already changed Emperor An Zong’s will.I think Li Xin can live a good life.

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