Chapter 1855 The Princess of the Subjugated Country 14

"What did you say! Capture her for me, dead or alive." The emperor was furious. Wasn't this a curse that the Yue Kingdom would be destroyed in his hands?

No more true dragon spirit?

Humph, he wants her to be torn to pieces!

"Your Majesty, don't do that!" Su Mo pleaded hurriedly, but the Royal Guards had already attacked Su Yan.

Spears and short swords, sharp and ruthless blades.

Su Yan jumped up and hovered in the air. His toes lightly touched their heads and in an instant he had leaped dozens of meters away.

"I could live to see your Moon Nation fall, but unfortunately you didn't live to see that day. Life is only a few decades long. No matter how brilliant you were, you could only leave behind a few words. Open your eyes and see, you poor ant."

After saying that, Su Yan shrunk into an inch and left the palace.

And in their eyes, she suddenly disappeared.

Everyone searched everywhere in panic, but there was no sign of her.

"She is a cultivator, she must be a cultivator." Someone exclaimed.

A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. Perhaps the common people do not believe that there are real immortal cultivators, but the royal families of all dynasties, especially the emperors, know it very well.

They knew that there were cultivators of immortality, and some even said that there were gods above the immortals after they became immortals. That was why they were obsessed with writing biographies for themselves, building temples for themselves, and enjoying offerings from the world, all so that one day they could become emperors.

However, there were very few emperors who could enter the Tao as emperors. Those who could enter the Tao were, without exception, emperors who made significant contributions to the people and the country.

Not only do they have biographies passed down, they themselves have become legends.

The Imperial Guards surrounded the Emperor's Palace of Tranquil Longevity, and the Emperor was very worried that Su Yan would launch a surprise attack.

Inside the Yangxin Palace, things were falling all over the floor with a loud clatter.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Su Mo's expression was mixed.

She thought her seventh sister, who had died long ago, was actually an immortal cultivator. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it.

Twenty years have passed, and her face shows no signs of aging. She is even more youthful and brighter than before.

And with her strange body movements and the ability to come and go freely, if she wanted to overthrow the Moon Kingdom, it would be easy.

Will her curse really work?

She had this ability, so why didn't she avenge Jiang Guo but chose to keep herself safe?

Su Mo now blames Su Yan for hiding and not avenging Jiang Guo, but why doesn't she think about what she has done?

She fell in love with her enemy, gave birth to children for him, and ascended to the throne by stepping on the flesh and blood of her relatives. Now that she sits on the throne, has she ever thought about those relatives who died with grievances?

She was self-touched and thought she was enduring humiliation and was thinking of regaining her power by having children. She was really deceiving herself.

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory, which arrived late, took out the compass, star chart, and even the I Ching divination, and calculated everything.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. When he calculated the result, he was stunned.

"How about it? How many generations can our Yue Kingdom be passed down?"

The Imperial Observatory didn't dare to say it, for fear that he would lose his life if he did.

The emperor noticed his hesitation and said in a deep voice, "No matter what the result is, I want to know."

The Imperial Observatory fell to its knees with a thud: "Your Majesty, spare my life. I dare not speak."

"Say, no matter what the outcome, I forgive you."

"Your Majesty, please dismiss your attendants."

"You all go down."

Except for the emperor and the director of the Imperial Observatory, everyone else retreated.

The Supervisor wiped the sweat from his forehead, swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, all the divinations indicate that the Li Dynasty will decline in the second generation."

"What did you say!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty, please forgive me."

The decline of the second generation lasted only a hundred years. Could it be that the curse of that woman was true?