Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

Chapter 435 Arrogant Intent
It has only been a few years since Jun Mochen returned to the capital, but the Beimo people have already tried to get their hands on Dayan more than ten years ago, which can be called wolfish ambition.

At this moment, the words of this darkly fragrant and handsome man confirmed the arrogant intentions of the Beimo royal family.

After Jun Mochen came back from Yuecheng, he spent a lot of manpower and material resources investigating the spies. Although he found many spies, he still failed to investigate the biggest snakehead behind him.

Looking at the arrogant man in front of him, after a while, he continued to ask in a deep voice, "Who is the person who joined you in the court? No one arranged in the court. It is impossible for you to come to the capital smoothly, change your appearance and hide in various mansions."

The man smiled triumphantly and said, "I don't know who the contact is. They hide very tightly and never take the initiative to show their heads, but they must be high-ranking and rich ministers of the court. After all, the bribe gold and silver sent by our Beimo royal family every year is A box after a box, almost piled up into a mountain.

The Great Yan Jiangshan is picturesque, but it raises all profit-seeking, corrupt officials, and they are all lackeys of our Beimo royal family, hahaha..."

The man's expression was rippling, and he smiled contemptuously, as if they had already flattened Dayan in Beimo, and the people of Beimo had already prostrated under their feet.

Gu Qianzhou's hands were itchy when he heard it, and he gave him an injection directly.

The man laughed and stopped abruptly, and in the next second, he began to howl like a heart-piercing lung, his proud face was ferocious like a devil.

Jingyun and a few guards silently nodded their praises, the princess did a good job!
He should be pricked a few more times!
Jun Mochen glanced at Gu Qianzhou, clearly meaning that he still had something to ask.

Gu Qianzhou shook the small hand holding the silver needle, and gave the man another needle. The man's ferocious pain stopped abruptly, and soon he showed a rippling smile again.

Jun Mochen looked at the man, and continued to ask, "In your group, a total of seven people came, and four of them were redeemed. Was the man who redeemed them selected by the Beimo royal family, or did you choose randomly? "

The man seemed to have fallen into an endless dream, and the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he said in a confused way, "Naturally, it was chosen by the royal family. Every time the royal family sends a group of people, there is a clear purpose. The seven of us must find a way to infiltrate the minister's mansion. The four beauties have successfully infiltrated. Who would have thought that the entire sect would be murdered by the rebels within a few days.

The three of us are left, so we can only stop quietly and stay in Tianxiang Tower, waiting for the latest instructions from the royal family. "

Jun Mochen's eyes sank and he said, "So, the mansion you sneaked into was instigated by your Beimo royal family? Or is it planning to instigate rebellion?"

The man licked his lips and said, "Naturally, he is planning to instigate rebellion. Those who have already instigated rebellion don't need us. They have the benefits of regular maintenance and transportation from the royal family."

Jun Mo's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see a ray of light, "You are in Tianxiang Tower, the royal family far away in Beimo, how can I contact you?"

The man smiled wickedly, "We are in Tianxiang Building, and we receive countless people every day. Anyone can contact us. As for who it is, it is not sure, after all, anyone is possible."

After Jun Mochen listened, he stopped talking, and sat there quietly, his whole body was filled with gloom.

Although the man didn't share much useful information, it can be seen from these few conversations that the big hand of the Beimo royal family has firmly enveloped the sky above the capital.

Just waiting for the right time to turn his hands to form clouds and hands to rain, Beimo's iron hooves drove straight in, trampling Dayan under his feet.

(End of this chapter)