They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 241 The Prime Minister is a Tough Thing

The Empress looked down at her from her seat, unmoved!

"So you've endured all these years just to overthrow me? For a man?"

"Hahaha, he's just a tool in your eyes, but he's not in mine!"

Wu Ziyan sighed that the Prime Minister was truly a devoted lover, and it was no wonder that she later rekindled their relationship and had two more sons!

"Wu Mingkong, this matter will not end here!"

Wu Ziyan had an expression that seemed to have suddenly realized something. So her mother's name was Wu Mingkong!

"Guards, take Sima Zongcheng away! Remove him from the post of Chancellor!"

"Three clans will be executed, six clans will be exiled, the men will be forced into prostitution, and the women will be exiled to three thousand miles of desolate land to mine and build city walls!"

Every word she spoke seemed devoid of emotion, and she showed no reaction to the secrets and anecdotes she had just recounted.

Is this the mindset of an empress?

But Sima Zongcheng showed no signs of struggling or being afraid.

Her eyes gleamed as she was led out of the main hall and walked to the outside of the hall's door.

Suddenly, he broke free and pulled a lighter from his sleeve.

The guard's scabbard, which was pressing down on her, was also pulled out by her.

Her only bargaining chip right now is Sima Lingchuan.

From the intelligence she gathered, she learned that Wu Ziyan cherished him greatly, even to the point of risking his own life.

She said, word by word, "Your Highness, if anything happens to me, your master's husband will also lose his life!"

She pointed the knife at the crowd that surrounded her, and despite her madness, she was surprisingly elegant!

The Empress intended to entrust the entire matter to her and Wu Chengji.

As long as the overall direction remains within her control, she will remain on the sidelines.

She panicked when she heard Sima Lingchuan's name.

But seeing how certain she was, I'd rather believe it than not.

"Fourth Sister!" Wu Chengji shook his head at her, meaning that Sima Zongcheng had to be captured today, no matter who she took as a hostage!

"Big sister, trust me."

Just as they were talking, the messenger fire that the prime minister had set off was seen by the last group of people in the city that she had arranged to witness.

As soon as they see this news released, they will storm the palace gates.

With their meager forces, it was undoubtedly like throwing an egg against a rock; they were all doomed to die sooner or later.

"Hahahaha! See? Wu Mingkong, your daughter is quite the romantic!"

"Ziyan, you won't let me down, will you?"

"I beg Your Majesty to trust me once more."

As expected, Sima Zongcheng had planned ahead, and a group of men in black were heading towards Wu Chengji's residence.

There's practically no defense inside; they could easily succeed.

Wu Ziyan stood at the door, approaching Sima Zongcheng step by step.

"Prime Minister, it's pointless to use your own son as a bargaining chip."

"I am unarmed, cowardly, and powerless. Wouldn't it be easier to capture me?"

"You are very smart!"

The knife was placed in front of Wu Ziyan, preventing her from getting close, after all, she had been defeated by her several times!

"Prime Minister, are you scared? You're actually afraid of a good-for-nothing like me?"

Wu Ziyan was actually sweating profusely; she was also taking a gamble.

She was betting that the people from the Holy Martial Division would arrive in time, and that the fact that they only saw the signal fire in the sky meant that the men were safe!

The Prime Minister's eyes darted around, wondering if Wu Ziyan was plotting something.

"Since you want to be a hostage, then you'll come out of the city with me!"

The guards hesitated to step forward, because no one gave the order.

Moreover, Wu Ziyan is blocking the way. If he makes a careless move and injures this precious daughter, he'll lose his head.

"Fourth Sister! Get out of the way, Imperial Guards, seize him!" Wu Chengji couldn't wait any longer; he absolutely couldn't let Sima Zongcheng escape!

"Big sister, wait!" Just as she finished speaking, a firework burst open in the sky.

That was their Holy Martial's communication method, and now she had no more worries.

The hero quickly hid to the side, but just then someone rushed in to report.

Hundreds of people poured into the palace gates, carrying weapons!

The ministers panicked and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"I never imagined that the Prime Minister would harbor such wolfish ambitions!"

"Yes! I'm afraid anyone who gets involved with him won't be able to escape unscathed!"

"Oh my god, I only had dinner with her, that shouldn't count as having a relationship!"

Sima Zongcheng rushed forward and grabbed Wu Ziyan. It was all her fault for running too slowly; that icy blade was right at her neck.

Sima Zongcheng's eyes were icy as he followed the approaching imperial guards.

"You'd better not move, or I'll make her bleed on the spot!"

Wu Ziyan was embarrassed. She didn't dare to move because the big hole in her body hadn't healed yet.

And now they've stabbed her in the neck? The strain on her body is too much!

"No, Prime Minister, let's talk this out!"

Chu Qiu was waiting outside the shop at that moment, not far away.

Looking at Wu Ziyan, I wondered if she had precognitive abilities? How did she know she would be in danger?

Was all of this staged by her?

Her Majesty the Empress remained unmoved on her throne, confident that her daughters could handle the situation.

After all, it's not a large-scale rebellion, so let's just treat it as a show.

She had hostages, so no one dared to make a move.

As they followed her all the way to the main palace gate, they could hear the sounds of soldiers and rebels fighting each other outside.

"Prime Minister, why don't you let me go? It doesn't feel easy to escape with me with you on your back. I promise I won't chase you."

"But if you kill me, I guarantee they'll unleash a hail of arrows, and you'll die like a hedgehog!"

"A sycophant! A cunning scoundrel!"

"I'm serious, I am the Fourth Prince, after all. There's another possibility: if you don't release me, I'll order a volley of arrows. At worst, we'll both die!"

Sima Zongcheng glanced at her again; she could actually say such harsh words.

But given her unorthodox and unconventional behavior, it's not impossible!

"Looks like you're crazy too!"

Wu Ziyan wasn't crazy; he was just enduring the pain of nx2, but he wouldn't die anyway.

At worst, she'll be disabled, and she doesn't want that to happen unless absolutely necessary.

"Prime Minister, have you thought it through?" His eyes darted around, and finally he spotted Chu Qiu holding a sword not far away.

Wuhu, her personal guard has finally arrived. She blinked, but Chu Qiu couldn't understand what she meant.

But looking at the little gestures she made, her elbows stretching and retracting, he seemed to understand.

The moment someone is found to fetch a bow and arrow, and the bow is drawn and the arrow is released.

Wu Ziyan pressed his elbow firmly against Sima Zongcheng's waist and abdomen. It wasn't exactly painful, but he was slightly dazed.

When he came to his senses, the knife in his hand had only made a long, small cut on Wu Ziyan's neck.

She only bled a little and wasn't seriously injured, but she had definitely taken an arrow to the shoulder.

Fortunately, she had already reached the palace gates; she could escape!