Your Highness, Please Slay the Demons

In the twentieth year of Zhaoning, Pei Xiunian finally waited for the opportunity destined for a meteoric rise to power. That day, he killed the third prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty and took his place. ——"Tell me, who did you meet last night?" The Queen Mother sneered and threw out several portraits, depicting a Qingqiu fox demon, a white-robed swordsman, and a Taoist-robed imperial teacher. Pei Xiunian gritted his teeth and swore, "Heaven and earth can bear witness, I haven't been anywhere!" "You won't tell me? Someone, lock the door!"