The phoenix chariot slowly rushed into the palace gate, with soldiers beside the chariot, guarding the safety of the empress dowager and the emperor vigilantly.

In the palace hall, the young emperor Liu Xie was wearing the emperor's costume and a flat crown on his head, sitting upright on the throne, waiting for the new conquerors in Luoyang to come in to pay homage to him.

He didn't know which army was coming to attack the city, and no Dong's soldiers would come to tell him kindly. But no matter who it was, he had to need an emperor to maintain his rule, right? Even if it was a superficial article, he had to do it.

Behind him, a beautiful palace maid looked flustered and held the backrest of the throne with both hands, so she barely sat on the ground.

However, Liu Xie was calm and faced everything that was coming coldly. He was the emperor of the Han Dynasty and had to look like an emperor. Even if he was manipulated by powerful officials, he had to maintain his demeanor.

I want to learn from Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin, and to endure the humiliation for a while. As long as I grow up, I will cultivate my own power, capture all the power and traitors in one go, and restore my Han family to the world! In the emperor's young mind, I thought like this.

Thinking of the perseverance, Liu Xie couldn't help but bit his lips and gradually felt a salty blood flowing into his mouth.

Several cavalrymen came in front of the hall. There were about a thousand cavalrymen, who urged their horses to gallop in the palace, quickly controlled the various parts of the palace, guarding the palace gates of all sizes and large, and preventing the palace people from entering and leaving.

Liu Xie waited patiently, and finally waited for a group of people to come over in a huge carriage. Looking at it, it looked like a phoenix chariot in the palace.

Feng Yan? Liu Xie frowned and felt something faintly.

There were countless armored soldiers beside the phoenix chariot, walking towards this side in a mighty manner. The strong armored soldiers held sharp blades and carefully guarded the people in the chariot. They looked around and their eyes were filled with alert light, as if murderous intent was lurking everywhere in the palace.

In front of the phoenix chariot, there was a white scholar in white, wearing a crane cloak and a silk scarf, riding a majestic white horse, riding a horse in front of him, driving the horse up the steps, and jumping off the horse outside the hall gate.

Liu Xie frowned slightly and actually rode his horse to the entrance of the hall. This was too rude. Even Dong Zhuo had never done this.

The white-clothed Confucian scholar looked handsome and patted the white horse's neck. The white horse ran away by himself and didn't need anyone to take care of him, as if he was spiritual.

The white-clothed Confucian scholar tidied up his clothes and stepped into the palace hall. He looked up and down at the hall. His eyes were shining, showing a look of relief. He let out a long sigh, and a smile bloomed on his young and handsome face.

Seeing that he did not notice him, Liu Xie couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart and tried his best to say in a majestic tone: "Thank you for your hard work in the distance! Who are you and why are you here?"

The white-clothed Confucian scholar did not answer, and walked slowly to the center of the hall, with his shiny eyes staring quietly on Liu Xie's face.

More than a dozen soldiers followed the white-clothed Confucian scholar and snatched into the hall, standing behind him with his hands down.

Liu Xie's eyes turned and recognized that the leader of the general was Hu Chier beside Niu Fu. He was surprised. Could it be that Niu Fu turned against his father-in-law and led his troops into the capital Luoyang?

The white-clothed Confucian scholar looked at him for a while, turned to Hu Chier and said casually: "Help King Chenliu go down and rest!"

Liu Xie was shocked. He hadn't heard of this title for a long time. In a daze, Hu Chier had already trotted to him and his hand was placed on his arm.

Liu Xie shook his arm hard and said angrily: "Why are you calling King Chenliu? I am the emperor of the Han Dynasty!"

The white-clothed Confucian scholar looked at him and said lightly: "Not now."

With a wave of his hand, Hu Chier knew it and raised Liu Xie, holding him under the scepter. He ran to Huang Shang despite his struggle and shouting, and asked, "Lord, will I lock him up in Yong'an Palace?"

The Miyagi Yong'an was a cold palace, and Hu Chi'er knew his name. Thinking about this little emperor who lost power, it was just right to be imprisoned there.

Huang Shang looked up at the plaque in the hall and thought faintly: "Yong'an Miyamoto is the place where the boss greets the Queen Mother and the Queen. I will remember it well in the future. How can I lock this child there?"

He shook his head and said, "I will send it back to the palace where he lives now, take good care of it, and food and clothing are indispensable. If you don't know the way, go and ask the palace maids. However, in front of his door, five hundred soldiers will be sent to guard the palace and surround the palace. If he leaves, you will all die."

Listening to his indifferent voice, Hu Chier hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, please don't worry, if there is any mistake, the lord will chop my head!"

He called the other two soldiers to come up, grabbed Liu Xie's arm, and carried him to walk out of the hall. The palace maid was anxious and afraid, so she hurriedly followed.

In front of the hall, Empress He had already pulled the young emperor out of the carriage. Seeing two soldiers pulling Liu Xie out of the hall, he stopped and looked at them in a daze.

Looking at the ten-year-old boy wearing the emperor's costume, she didn't know whether to hate him or pity him. Without him, Dong Zhuo would not have a new emperor to be established, and his son would not have died, but Dong Zhuo lived in the palace, so he must have suffered a lot of grievances and his life would not have been better.

After seeing He, Hu Chier hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, not daring to be a little negligent. She was a hundred times more respectful than when he followed Niu Fu into the court.

Liu Xie was struggling and screaming, and suddenly saw Queen He and Shaodi, and was stunned.

Huang Shang walked out of the hall and waved his hand to signal the two soldiers to let him go.

Liu Xie sorted out his wrinkled clothes, walked forward a few steps, and bowed to He Hou, and said respectfully: "My mother, brother, you are back!"

The young emperor remained silent, and Queen He said softly: "These days have made you suffer. Now that your brother is back, you should go back and have a good rest. When you grow up, you will share the worries of the country."

Liu Xie immediately understood what she meant, and did not argue. He bowed a few times on the ground, stood up, and followed Hu Chier.

The young emperor raised his head, looked at the palace hall in a slight manner, and walked up the steps.

When Queen He saw that he had moved, she was surprised and happy. She thought that he had replied in a sensible way, so she hurriedly followed him and walked into the hall with his hand.

The young emperor slowly shook her hand away, walked slowly to the throne, sat up calmly, and said calmly: "I am the emperor."

The troops escorted them were already standing outside the hall. Seeing that the emperor returned to his original position, they all bowed to the ground and shouted loudly: "Long live Your Majesty!"

In the hall, the guards knelt on the side and did not dare to look up. The only one sitting upright was the emperor, and only two could stand. Queen He looked at her son who was only one soul and one spirit, and was happy and sad, and shed tears. Huang Shang gently shook the feather fan, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Outside the hall, Concubine Tang stood in the tall and spacious phoenix chariot, lifted up the curtain of the car, poked her head out, and looked at the young emperor sitting on the throne, dazed.

The breeze blew her hair, and there was a hint of joy and melancholy on her beautiful face, and my heart was full of joy and sorrow.

At this time, Feng Sha had already led his army back from outside, walked behind her, stopped, and looked at her sad and beautiful expression, and felt confused.

The shouts in front of the hall spread from afar, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace all knelt on the ground, bursting into tears, deeply glad that the terrible nightmare ended.

Inside and outside the palace, all the troops, led by Han Sui and Ma Chao, had already bowed to the ground and shouted in unison: "Long live Your Majesty! Long live! Long live!"

The young emperor sat upright on the throne, looking indifferently at the people who were bowing to him, and a smile appeared on his lips.

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When Feng Sha opened Dong Zhuo's secret room, even though he was determined, he couldn't help but be stunned.

What appeared in front of him were two beautiful women, naked, standing opposite the door, standing against the wall. On the wall, a thick blanket was nailed to prevent them from being too cold.

The two women were both beautiful and beautiful. Even if they were naked, their noble temperament was still shocking. Especially the beautiful woman with an angry face, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her contempt and angry eyes fell on Feng Sha, as if she was the real master.

Feng Sha looked at them silently, and saw a royal aura similar to that of Queen He from them.

Both beauties had iron chains tied on the wrists, stretched upwards, hanging them on the beams of the house. Two pairs of jade feet were placed on thick leather pads, and long thin iron chains were locked on the ankles, and the other end was connected to the iron pile nailed in the wall. Although it did not prevent them from moving, they could never escape from the house.

The two pairs of jade arms raised high by the chains further highlighted their proud figure. The snow-white skin, plump breasts, willow-like slender waist, and long beautiful legs are all full of temptation, enough to make any man fascinated.

The taller beauty looks only in her early twenties, smaller than Fengsha, and taller. Her graceful figure is so beautiful that it is breathtaking. The white jade-like nude body is flawless. Even Fengsha, who was used to watching nude models in the 26th century, could not find out that beautiful body was inadequate.

On her head, a white jade hairpin was inserted obliquely with pearls on it. The faint light reflected on her crystal snow skin, making her gorgeous face look even more beautiful.

Her beautiful face was full of anger, and she stared at Feng Sha at the door coldly, looking calm as if she was ready to die. Her strong appearance made Feng Sha, who was as hard as iron, couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.

Next to her was a beauty with a panic expression locked, looking at Fengsha pitifully, as if begging for his mercy.

She looks a little older, but her beauty is definitely not inferior to that strong beauty. She has more mature and charming style, and her figure is also very sexy, and her temptation is even better than the beauty next to her.

She has a petite figure, her breasts are exposed, her peaks are tall, round and smooth, and the pair of bright red buds are rising and falling quickly on her chest, revealing her excitement.

The clouds were scattered, and a black hair scattered on her crystal jade shoulders, making her look even more delicate and lazy. A golden hairpin was inserted diagonally into her scattered clouds, shining brightly. Her delicate body trembled violently, and even knocked the golden hairpin to the ground.

Feng Sha looked at the two naked beauties silently, and the expression on his face did not change at all, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Huang Shang stood behind Feng Sha, smiled, turned his face aside, and did not look at them. Long before opening the door of the secret room, he heard a strange sound inside, and ordered everyone around him to leave far away, so as not to see something they shouldn't have seen.

He had known that Dong Zhuo liked to play some abuse games, and was not surprised by this scene. But he did not expect that the woman who played the game with Dong Zhuo this time was extremely noble, and she turned out to be two of the three loving aunts in the memory of the Shao Emperor, although the younger aunt was not a few years older than him.

Where did the youngest princess go? Huang Shang looked up and down the secret room, trying hard to find the princess, but it was still futile. He wanted to get into the room and flip it over carefully. After looking at Fengsha in front of the door, he still didn't dare to walk past him - if he did that, he would definitely be beaten!
Chapter completed!