My System Is Three Thousand Years Early Chapter 435 - 124: Is it Your Majesty? Zhao Jin!! (Please Su

Wu Yuei spoke with extre haste.

Cheng Zhihai wanted to interject, but he simply couldn’t stop her.

After Wu Yuei finished speaking, a chilling and furious aura began to spread within the bedchamber of the Emperor of Great Zhou.

The winds outside stirred, blowing cold and sharp.

Wu Yuei’s words were clearly a grave affront to the Emperor of Great Zhou.

The Emperor of Great Zhou stood behind the bedchamber door, his expression slightly darkened, his breathing becoming noticeably heavier.

"Cheng Zhihai, take Yuei back!"

The Emperor of Great Zhou’s voice was very soft, yet his tone was extrely stern.

Cheng Zhihai indeed wanted to take Wu Yuei away imdiately, for if she continued talking, who knew what she might reveal.

His Majesty has not yet pierced that paper window, and it was equivalent to giving Duke Zhen’s Mansion a small respite.

If it was truly pierced through,

the Emperor of Great Zhou, no matter how reluctant he might be to proceed further, would have no choice but to execute everyone from Duke Zhen’s Mansion, top to bottom.

If at that ti the Duke decided to rebel,

the whole of Great Zhou would erupt into chaos.

Cheng Zhihai left with Wu Yuei, regardless of how she beat his back or bit his shoulder, Cheng Zhihai showed little reaction.

Silently, he took Wu Yuei away.

His concern for Cheng Guang was no less than Wu Yuei’s.

But right now,

even if it was painful, what could be done?

The attitude of the Emperor of Great Zhou was tantamount to tacit approval.

Even without any evidence, it could be assud that, although the Emperor of Great Zhou might not have been directly involved, his shadow could very well be behind it.

But,

even with evidence proving the direct involvent of the Emperor of Great Zhou, what could be done?

The Emperor of Great Zhou was a Sky-Man.

And his own strength was only at the Ninth-order Martial Emperor Realm.

Should the Emperor of Great Zhou be pressed too hard, a single palm strike would leave them with no room for resistance.

Cheng Zhihai sighed and murmured, "Should I send word to father?"

Upon hearing Cheng Zhihai’s words,

Wu Yuei, who had been biting Cheng Zhihai’s shoulder, fell silent.

If a ssage was sent to the Duke, once he learned of Cheng Guang’s death and knew that the Emperor of Great Zhou might be involved,

he might imdiately lead his army southward, directly targeting the Capital city.

The recently restored peace of Great Zhou would soon be overwheld by war again.

Though Duke Zhen’s Mansion was powerful, facing the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, its foundation was still sowhat weaker.

Once the Duke marched southward, it would be an inescapable death trap.

Perhaps this was exactly what the Emperor of Great Zhou aid for—to provoke the Duke into rebellion and use the situation to rightfully take control of the Northern Expedition Army.

Wu Yuei was in turmoil, her brow furrowed in pain, leaning helplessly on Cheng Zhihai’s back, she shook her head.

"Wu Shang has changed, ever since he beca emperor, he’s turned into soone I don’t recognize anymore."

"Whether to notify father, that’s up to you to decide."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhihai stayed silent for a few monts.

Hovering in mid-air, carrying Wu Yuei, he looked down at the majestic Great Zhou Imperial Palace under the moonlight, his expression complex.

After a mont,

Cheng Zhihai sighed and began to walk towards Duke Zhen’s Mansion with Wu Yuei on his back.

......

As Cheng Zhihai carried Wu Yuei away, the Emperor of Great Zhou stood with his back to the bedchamber door, his hands trembling beneath the sleeves of the bright yellow dragon robe.

His deanor was stern and cold, devoid of much emotion.

Yet from the movent of his hands, it could be seen that his heart was not as calm as it seed.

"Your Majesty, what happened outside? Why did Princess Yuei co?" The Noble Consort, freshly bathed, walked over with a graceful figure. Then, she reached out her hands, intending to help the Emperor of Great Zhou undress.

The Emperor of Great Zhou barely moved, only slightly lifting his hands to facilitate the Noble Consort in helping him undress.

After undressing,

The Emperor of Great Zhou lay on the bed, silent and morose. Facing the ravishing Noble Consort, he showed little interest.

He stared out at the moon through the window and suddenly murmured to himself,

"Did I do sothing wrong…"

The Emperor of Great Zhou rubbed his forehead. As he lowered his hand, he ran his fingers through his hair at the forehead.

Suddenly realizing,

his white hair at the front had evidently grown noticeably more abundant recently.

"My ti is not much longer."

"Under my reign, Duke Zhen’s Mansion might remain stable, but once I pass the throne to Wu Ling, how could she suppress the Duke, how could she reign over Duke Zhen’s Mansion, over the world’s ministers?"

"The scepter she is about to grasp is full of thorns and barbs. If she cannot hold it, I shall pluck all these thorns and barbs clean."

The Emperor of Great Zhou muttered to himself.

The Noble Consort ca closer again.

The Emperor of Great Zhou took a deep breath and suddenly supported the Noble Consort with one hand, flipping her over with a surprised and delighted cry.

......

The night was far from peaceful.

A piece of news reached the borders of Great Zhou; Duke Zhen, infuriated, was preparing to lead his army southward.

The Northern Expedition Army stirred.

The Emperor of Great Zhou seed to have anticipated this, having stationed not only the Northern Expedition Army but also the four Armies of the Four Symbols and the Imperial Guard near the Capital city, ready to confront Duke Zhen.

In the Great Zhou Capital, and indeed throughout Great Zhou, the citizens, not understanding what was happening, thought it seed like Duke Zhen was poised to rebel.

And the Emperor of Great Zhou had long anticipated the Duke’s potential rebellion, preemptively deploying troops around the Capital.

As the four corners of the world were astir, and the very skies seed to shift,

upon careful inquiry, powers discovered that the Duke’s Heir had died, and the Emperor of Great Zhou was very likely responsible.