With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

"Quickly stop her!" Song Muyun finally reacted. He looked at Song Kuo, who was lying on the dragon throne without a breath. He was a little scared and a little excited. His father was dead, which meant that Northern Qi could have a new emperor. As long as he could kill Song Jue, he would definitely be the emperor. "Come here, kill Song Jue at all costs and avenge my father."

call out--

An arrow flew over and pierced Song Muyun's forehead in the blink of an eye. He fell to the ground instantly, with the excited expression still on his face.

"My apologies, my Lord. I think I shot you to death by accident." Ah Qi said, "When will I be able to shoot accurately?"

She glanced at the Northern Qi royal family members, and they trembled with fear at the look in Asui's eyes.

"Stop her now, don't let her go on."

"Kill Song Jue. Whoever kills Song Jue will be made prime minister when I become emperor."

"I will crown the one who killed Song Jue as king, the King of One Word and One Shoulder."

call out--

call out--

call out--

Ah Qi would shoot whoever shouted the loudest. No matter how they tried to dodge or grab the people around them to shield them, her arrows would always accurately hit their foreheads.

"No, it's really not allowed."

As she was still saying this, she sighed again, "I shot so many arrows, why couldn't I hit a single person from Southern Qi?"

Everyone in Southern Qi: Are you sure you want to shoot people from Southern Qi?
Everyone knows at this time that the Ninth Princess is a very capable person and has probably already figured out what to do.

Green Pearl and Red Pearl reacted the fastest, with Red Pearl shouting, "Protect the Ninth Princess."

At this moment, life or death is obviously not that important. Even if I die today, I will die with the Ninth Princess, and my life will be worth it.

For the first time since they were born, they felt that their lives were meaningful today, and they understood the saying: Everyone has to die, some's death is heavier than Mount Tai, some's death is lighter than a feather.

If they died today, their death would be as heavy as Mount Tai.

This is not a desperate wait for death, this is their heartfelt desire to make their lives more meaningful.

"I am willing to follow the Ninth Princess until death." Lu Zhu shouted. At the same time, all the people of Southern Qi stood beside A'rui. Some of them even pulled out the knives of the dead guards with quick reactions. It seemed that they were determined to fight to the death.

Ah Qi threw away the bow and arrow and grabbed the arrows in the basket: "Maybe the bow limits my performance. The bow is light and difficult to use, so I can't shoot accurately."

As she finished speaking, she raised her hand and threw the arrows in her hand. They seemed to have eyes and could always accurately pierce the foreheads of those who blocked her way, killing them with one blow.

She was about to take another arrow, but unexpectedly someone had already handed her a handful. It was "Cui Chen". She didn't know when he got here. She recalled that just when she shot Song Kuo to death with one arrow, this man slipped over when no one was paying attention.

She took the arrow he handed her and threw it again.

Song Yishui tried to run away secretly, but was seen by Ah Qi. She laughed and shouted, "Third Princess, why are you running? The show isn't over yet. Don't you still want to play with me? Why not today?"

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me. I can be your slave, massage your shoulders and legs, and do things to amuse you. Please, spare my life." Song Yishui cried with tears streaming down his face, looking pitiful.

A'qi threw an arrow and it hit Song Yishui accurately between the eyebrows.

"I'm not interested."

Song Yishui fell to the ground unwillingly. How could this happen? She was only eighteen years old, how could she die? There were so many fun things in the world, and so many handsome men for her to play with. There were so many slaves in the mansion, but they hadn't been used yet. And the horse racing game that she and her brothers and sisters had discussed, they hadn't even had time to play.

Aren’t they the ones playing Song Qi?
How could Song Qi be so powerful? He wanted her life right away.

Father, you really shouldn’t have sent Song Qi to Northern Qi.

She was not even twenty years old yet and didn't want to die like this.

"Second Prince, don't run away either."

Song Wenyu, who was about to run away, was stopped. He was sweating profusely and said with a strong voice: "Even if you kill us, you can't get out."

"If I kill all of you Song family members, who will avenge you? If you are afraid, just say it directly. It is normal to be afraid when facing death." Asui threw an arrow at him. Song Wenyu shouted that it was not good and grabbed the beauty beside him to block it. However, the arrow seemed to have eyes and avoided the beauty and shot directly at his forehead.

I lost my temper on the spot.

His eyes were full of reluctance. Before coming to the palace banquet, he never thought that today would be the day of his death.
Fan Shi continued to pass arrows to Acui, cheering in his heart. What a good kill! All members of the Northern Qi royal family should be killed. Only by killing them could the world be reborn.

It turned out that she was the person he had been looking for. No wonder she always wanted to come to Northern Qi.

I almost missed her because of what happened before. There must be some other hidden secret.

She is so powerful that she doesn't need to be afraid of Northern Qi. There is no need to send Cui Jing to replace her. There must be some plan!
He is determined to follow her!
In a short while, all the royal members of Northern Qi present, except Song Yuheng, were killed by Aqi.

Fan Shi was still clapping his hands in his heart, this is how it should be, all these cancers must be killed.

"Your Majesty, there are some nobles who must be killed. They are the same as the Northern Qi royal family. They must be killed. They will only be obstacles to Your Majesty." Fan Shi said hurriedly. It is better to have a little chaos now than a great chaos later.

Song Yuheng was stunned. Wasn't this "Cui Chen" his man? Why did he go to Song Jue's side? It seemed that he was going to follow Song Jue. Did he change sides so quickly?
He also calls Song Qi "Your Majesty". There is no need to think too much about his intentions. How could this man have such ambitions?

He shouted in disbelief: "Meng Zhang, you..."

When Song Yuheng shouted like this, Fan Shicai remembered that he was still in disguise, and immediately tore off the mask, revealing his true face.

“Third Prince of Northern Qi, I am not Meng Zhang in your palace, but he is fine. I am Fan Shi.”

"It's actually Mr. Fan..." Song Yuheng took two steps back, looking at the corpses of the Northern Qi royal family all over the ground, his mind in a trance.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." A loud voice sounded a little old. Everyone looked over and found that the man was Xue Shanhui. Although he had an old face and white hair, his eyes were bright and full of hope, and he was shaking with excitement.

This is the wise ruler he wants to follow.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

The ministers who had long been dissatisfied with the Northern Qi royal family also followed Xue Shanhui in supporting Aqi to become emperor. They saw hope.

Seeing more and more people surrendering to A'qi, Song Yuheng smiled bitterly, closed his eyes and waited for death.

It turns out that what Fan Shi said, that he would assist him as long as he killed his father and brothers and sisters, was true.

He thought it was ridiculous. He didn't expect that someone would actually do it. What he didn't expect was that the person who did it was actually a hostage sent by Southern Qi to Northern Qi. Judging from her performance, Southern Qi probably didn't know that she had such a side.

All of them were fooled.

Even if there are still many things that are unclear, it is a fact that she alone wiped out the Northern Qi royal family. With such bravery, there is no need to imagine how many people in the world are willing to follow her. (End of this chapter)