Yan Wanqing supported Zhang Lanyi, feeling the Empress's body getting colder by the moment.
She frowned, "Empress!"
Zhang Lanyi used the back of her hand to wipe the fresh blood from the corner of her lips, pushed away Yan Wanqing's support, and slowly walked over to a guard. She pulled the long sword from his scabbard.
Only the sound of "clang—" was heard as the sword was drawn, its tip flashing with a chilling light.
The courtiers were continuously startled into exclamations.
What was the Empress trying to do?
Could it be that she wanted to kill the Emperor to avenge herself?
The Emperor watched her approaching him and chuckled coldly to himself. He even slightly hunched his back and stepped forward.
"...What does the Empress intend to do?" he squinted his eyes, "Could it be that you want to lay your hands on me and kill me... hahaha, do you dare? If I die, you must be buried along with me."
