Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

……

this moment.

Lu Xiang saw heavy snow falling outside the court.

He felt wronged.

Never thought of it.

He would be stabbed at court.

No one came to rescue him.

And this moment.

The long sword was swung out, the sword was shining and the sword was shadowing.

In front of the emperor.

The emperor's old heart was beating fast.

His blood pressure instantly shot up to [-], but he didn't know about high blood pressure.

After all, there is nothing to measure at this time.

Human beings often regard illness as an expression of love.

Such as heart palpitations, high blood pressure, hormone secretion disorders, mental confusion...

The emperor had not seen someone draw a sword so close to him for many years.

The opera singers and dancers he watched all used props.

If anyone dares to use the real thing, he will be discovered and the nine tribes will be executed.

Even if you watch executions and killings, it's still far away, and the emperor has no hobbies in this area.

It is the subordinate's business to drag the person out and how to deal with it. All he has to do is report the result to him.

People all over the world are playing a game, competing to see who can guess the emperor's thoughts more closely.

No one guessed the emperor's thoughts at this moment.

Seeing Huiyun raising his sword, he stabbed Lu Xiang directly.

When the sword was swung, it reflected the light of the bright candlelight in the hall.

It was like injecting a ray of light into the Emperor.

Just like the era dominated by Huiyun.

Whatever Princess Huiyun does is full of beauty and can lead fashion.

Watch her kill someone right away.

The emperor had actually thought about this before, and wanted to kill people.

I want to hold a sword, I want to do it myself.

The courtiers all took a step back and retreated in a large circle.

Princess Huiyun does not talk about martial ethics.

Their civil servants and generals would also fight in the court.

But they are all with bare hands, pulling your hair, hitting you in the face, kicking your stomach, scratching your creaks, and the most cunning people will beat you with memorials.

But don't dare to use too much force. If the memorial is broken, you will be charged with vandalism.

Mainly use your hands, feet, and body.

When the court meeting was intense, two ministers would sometimes roll up like two pieces of twist and roll around on the ground.

People with different political views express their own opinions.

But it can’t be a real sword. Use your hand as a sword, your mouth as a sword, and your butt as a sword...

If he had brought a real sword, the losses would have been too great, and there would have been few officials left in a few days.

The courtiers stayed away.

The emperor was stunned.

Jiang Shilang held the child in his arms, not wanting her to see the violent scene.

Princess Huiyun pierced Lu Xiang with a sword.

The emperor finally came to his senses as an audience member.

"No nonsense." The emperor scolded.

Lu Xiang's eyes widened and he looked at the sword on his chest. No, he had worked hard for so many years and slept no more than three hours a day. Most of the time he only slept for two hours. He was pierced in front of the emperor and felt like He's dead, and the emperor just said "nonsense"? ? ?

chilling.

At this moment, Lu Xiang felt deep despair and felt very distressed.

It hurts more than being stabbed by a sword.

Of course, the sword piercing the body is also very painful.

He felt ridiculous pain, unbelievable pain, and huge regret. Why should he serve such an emperor? If he had known he should have rebelled against him.

Huiyun pulled out the sword from Lu Xiang and threw it on the ground.

As we all know, the sword on the body cannot be pulled out casually. It is safer to go to the hospital with the sword inserted and let the doctor pull it out. It is equivalent to having something blocking the wound and it will not die for a while.

If you just pull it out.

The wound continued to bleed and became dangerous.

Princess Huiyun pulled out the sword and threw it on the ground, bringing out a stream of blood.

However, no one noticed the blood.

All I saw was the princess stamping her foot.

She said aggrievedly: "Brother Emperor, didn't you say you would take good care of me for the rest of your life? I have only been away for a short time, and you are just ganging up to bully my son. You don't want to see my orphan and widowed mother, okay? It's not easy for me to find my lost mother." My son who has been my son for many years, you actually want him to die. I will kill anyone who dares to bully my son."

When Princess Huiyun said this.

A circle of people around.

Omg.

How could there be anyone.

When it comes to killing people, everyone else has only one thought: is the head enough? Do you still need it? I can do it too. My neck is thin and easy to chop.

There is a kind of person who is beautiful but does not know it, and is charming and natural.

She said go to hell.

There are people who want to line up and fight to die.

so horrible.

The sword on Lu Xiang's body was pulled out, and his body could not stand, and finally fell down.

He didn't want to die, he felt like he was really going to die.

What a coincidence, but he fell in front of Minister Jiang.

at this moment.

Jiang Shilang showed his fearless humanitarian spirit.

Pushing the girl in his arms behind him, he reached out to catch the fallen Lu Xiang.

Her hands tightly helped to hold the bleeding hole.

Lu Xiang's eyes widened with anger. He lay down and saw Jiang Shilang from the angle of his chin.

Some people actually look good from this angle...

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

The pain was worse than when he was hit by the sword. Someone was holding his wound, but he couldn't scream because the man held his wound with one hand and pinched his throat with the other.

At this moment, Jiang Er pressed heavily on his wound and his throat, making him unable to scream and twitching.

"Dad has some medical skills, Mianmian, don't be afraid, it'll be okay." Jiang Changtian explained to his daughter in a low voice.

The courtiers could not take care of Prime Minister Lu for the time being.

It seemed like a huge melon field was spread out in front of them, and there was no way they could finish all the melons on it.

No one paid attention to Mr. Lu.

Princess Huiyun’s words contained too much information.

Don't talk about orphans and widows. The prince-in-law is still alive.

Prince Han is still here. I saw Prince Han listening to music in Goulan yesterday.

Jiang Er is your son, which one is Prince Han?

Everyone thought for a moment that the prince consort's head was very green, and for a moment they were curious about who gave birth to Prince Han? Who is green?

With a wife as beautiful as the princess, how could the consort find someone else to give birth to a heir apparent?

If Jiang Er was the son of Princess Huiyun, it would be too miserable to think about his experience.

Because today is the game against Jiang Er.

He was said to be unfilial and disloyal since he was a child. He could not take scientific examinations. He participated in the rebellion and was recruited. He climbed all the way to the capital. Every step of his life was startling. Finally, he was in the court and was interrogated. Prime Minister Lu prepared seven charges to accuse Jiang Er, who had just appeared. Press down, press to death, this is life.

When autumn grass meets frost and fish approach dry land, they cannot escape bad luck. The dark nights are long and warm, and there is still an abyss under the abyss.

This was Jiang Changtian's original fate.

Life is full of obstacles, sorrow and resentment.

At this moment, Mianmian, who was behind Jiang Changtian, covered her eyes and spread her fingers. From the gaps between her fingers, she could see that her father's gesture of pressing the wound was wrong.

Dad pressed like that without controlling the blood pressure, and the blood flowed even more.

But Dad must have been too nervous and pressed the wrong hand.

My father is really a kind man and does not shy away from suspicion at all.

"Dad, do you want me to help press it? I'm very strong." Mianmian said.

"No, although Mr. Lu wants me dead and has framed me for so many crimes, dad can't watch him die. After all, it's a human life. If he dies and frames the princess for injustice, my mother acted impulsively because of me. , Mom has never hurt anyone in her life, I can't let her feel guilty."

Jiang, the body of Dai Sin, the filial son, Changtian spoke in a low voice (just enough for people around him) to hear.

While applying force to Lu Xiang's wound, the whites of Lu Xiang's eyes almost turned out. He didn't have to die. With this sword wound, he estimated that he could still survive.

Now, he's not sure...

He just regrets it.

If you can do it all over again.

He would never choose this direction to fall.

At least fall farther away from Jiang Er, Lu Xiang thought with twitching all over.

No, if he could do it all over again, he would never ignore Jiang Er again and get as far away as possible.

If you can do it all over again.

Lu Xiang couldn't cry out, so he tried hard to raise his hand. No one paid attention to him, and his hand finally fell down...