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Emperor Beili paused for a moment. After repeatedly suffering losses, he felt that as long as Ye Qianning opened his mouth, nothing good would come of it.

"Today's assassination in the Royal Garden is extremely dangerous. If the Eighth Prince hadn't arrived in time, I can't imagine the fate of the empress and daughter here. Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince not only saved the Holy Driver, but also saved so many noble people in the Royal Garden. Your Majesty must reward you heavily. .”

Ye Qianning's cold voice gained a little more weight.

Emperor Beili couldn't breathe after hearing this.

"Your Majesty, if the Eighth Prince hadn't arrived in time, we old bones would have been here today."

"Please, Your Majesty, be sure to reward me generously."

"Your Majesty, we need to check the Jin Yiwei. These losers claim to be masters. They haven't been able to kill any assassins for so long, and the Jin Yiwei have been seriously injured."

"No, we old bones can still kill a few if we work together. The Jin Yiwei are not as good as us."

"If the Eighth Prince doesn't come, we won't be the only ones told to be here. According to the speed of the commander of the Jin Yiwei, by the time the reinforcements arrive, the nobles in the imperial garden will not be able to breathe."

"Your Majesty, the eighth prince has made such great achievements, and according to the system, it is more than enough to be crowned a prince."

The literati immediately asked for orders and even thought about rewards.

"..."

The more Emperor Beili listened, the darker his face became.

Speaking of Jin Yiwei, the Royal Jin Yiwei is a head taller than the imperial guards. Now Jin Yiwei has been devalued as worthless. If you think about it carefully, this is really the case.

The smarter people present heard this and somewhat reacted.

From the assassination to the escape, the whole process took half a cup of tea. It didn't matter that there was no rescue in the tightly guarded palace. The Jin Yiwei's kung fu was still so poor. It looked like he was fighting hard, but in fact he was beaten.

The incompetent literati used flower pots to kill several...

This……

From the appearance of the Eighth Prince to the assassination of the assassin, the whole process happened in the blink of an eye!

No comparison, no harm!

Jinyiwei——No!
Jin Yiwei, who was injured on the ground, was facing everyone's eyes as if they were looking at trash. His face turned red and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

The corner of Sang Zhi's mouth curled up: "Your Majesty, I saved your life. I don't know how your Majesty will reward me as your savior." Empress Beili's molars were almost broken, and she never expected that things would turn out differently. developed to such an extent.

The game was poorly done.

"Your Majesty." Concubine Zhan gently tugged on Emperor Beili's sleeve.

Emperor Beili was helpless: "The Eighth Prince has done a great job in rescuing you. As for how to reward him, I will carefully consider it."

"Your Majesty is wise, and rewards for such great achievements must be given importance to."

The literati conformed.

Emperor Beili said this without knowing how much anger he had suppressed. The scholar's words almost made him furious.

great merit?

He pressed his forehead and smoothed his chest, not wanting to see this mess anymore and turned around to leave.

The emperor left, the remaining people looked at each other, and there was a brief silence in the imperial garden.

It’s not like the noble ladies from aristocratic families will leave immediately, or it won’t be the case if they don’t leave.

The concubines looked around for a while and asked Concubine Zhan for instructions: "Sister Concubine Zhan, the emperor has left, then we..."

"Everyone, please leave."

"Yes Yes."

The concubines saluted.

Concubine Zhan nodded slightly, walked past the concubines, and stopped in front of Sang Zhi: "The Eighth Prince saved me today, so the Japanese Palace will prepare a generous gift to thank you."

"it is good."

The mulberry leaves should come down.

It was this sound that made the concubines and the daughters of various families change their faces before they could leave.

The emperor and the noble concubine both wanted to express their gratitude to the eighth prince, and they also wanted to express their gratitude...