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Chapter 412 The general is as beautiful as a flower (56)

Chapter 412 Do you still want to pretend?
Jiang Ting was the old emperor's favorite son.

How could Jiang Lan hand over the throne to him to make the old emperor feel at ease.

He can give this throne to anyone, but Jiang Ting is the only one.

……

When Li Huan rushed to the palace, she didn't see the scene where she was supposed to be surrounded by rebels.

On the contrary, she actually saw her three brothers who should have been exiled wearing battle armor and riding on three tall horses.

The rebels outside the palace have been quietly resolved by them.

Apart from the corpses on the ground, there were rebels who had surrendered.

At the same time, even Ouyang Fu, who led another group of rebels to Jinhanju to arrest Li Huan, was subdued by a group of hidden guards led by Xia Feng.

This good show of inviting you into the urn has come to an end.

Li Huan took everything around him into his eyes and chose to go to the palace to find Jiang Lan.

Good guy, everyone knows what Jiang Lan's plan is.

Only keep her in the dark.

Tsk, the feeling of being deceived by a group of people is really infuriating.

Inside the bedroom.

Jiang Lan was wrestling with Jiang Ting with a sword in his hand.

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard from a distance away.

Jiang Ting really didn't expect that a person who has been suffering from illness since childhood would be stronger than him.

And his current body doesn't look like he was poisoned at all, and he doesn't have the wounds he should have after being assassinated.

"Chong-"

The swords met here, Jiang Lan's eyes were cold, and he twirled a beautiful sword flower with his wrist, and dropped the sword in Jiang Ting's hand to the ground.

The cold blade clamped around his neck.

He felt the coolness on his neck reaching to the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Jiang Lan looked at him, slightly pursed her lips, and her eyes wandered over Jiang Ting:
"I know you are surprised why I am different from what you imagined."

The sharp blade was pressed against Jiang Ting's neck, and Jiang Lan's whispered words were heard next to his ears:
"My poison has already been cured, and I am not injured. Do you really think that Ouyang Fu's skills can hurt me?"

Jiang Ting looked at the people beside him and felt his scalp go numb for a while.

His imperial brother was not the kind-hearted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the eyes of everyone from the very beginning.

He even deceived everyone.

Only after realizing this, Jiang Ting felt a sharp poisonous thorn stabbed into his neck.

He opened his eyes wide, clutching his neck unwillingly and fell to the ground.

A bloody needle appeared on the metal wrench in Jiang Lan's hand at some point.

He watched the people on the ground die in struggle and calmly wiped the blood on the poisonous needle with a handkerchief.

Li Huan saw everything that happened here.

She came out from the dark, stared at Jiang Lan thoughtfully, her tone couldn't tell what it meant:
"Your Majesty, you are hiding deep enough."

At the very beginning, she guessed that Jiang Lan knew martial arts, but she had never seen him use it after being with him for so long.

This is the first time today.

When she discussed with this man to detoxify him, he showed a look of disinterest in the throne and power.

Now this nature is fully exposed in front of Jiang Ting.

When Jiang Lan saw Li Huan appearing, panic flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Qi couldn't help snickering.

Oh huh, the avatar set up in front of the host has collapsed.

Low oil~ so pathetic~
Li Huan walked down Jiang Lan slowly, folded his arms and touched his chin, with a smile that was not a smile:

"Why, my dear majesty, do you still want to pretend now?"

Jiang Lan quickly put away the hidden weapon on his index finger, explaining nervously:

"I, I don't."

(End of this chapter)