Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Jun Feiliang choked.

If he wanted to kill everyone, his head would have been chopped off long ago, and he wouldn't have survived until now!

The Prince of Bei'an cannot be kept because he is ambitious and scheming. If he is kept, he will become a big trouble sooner or later.

This idiot is different. Although he shouts every day that he wants to pull him down, all his desires are written on his face. He is also reckless and has only brute force, but he can't make any waves. What's the point of killing him? He will only dirty his hands!
It's just that this idiot is so rude, he really wants to beat him up.

He ordered with a sullen face: "Take Prince Nan'an back to the Prince's Palace of Nan'an, keep a good watch on him, and don't let him come out and cause trouble again!"

"Yes!"

Several guards agreed and immediately carried Prince Nan'an out.

Prince Nan'an was furious: "My little emperor, are you going to put me under house arrest? How dare you!"

The emperor didn't bother to look at him again.

Prince Nannan roared and was about to pick up his knife to chop people.

Xia Baozheng waved her hand and directly applied some incense to him, saying with a smile: "What's the point of fighting and killing? Why don't you go home and have a good sleep and take care of your health?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who was baring his teeth and about to pick up the knife in the previous second, smiled happily in the next second, hugged the big knife in his arms, and shouted that he wanted to go home and sleep.

The guards were on high alert, ready to fight the suddenly rising Prince Nan'an: "..."

Are the Empress' hands filled with fairy energy?

It's even more amazing than a fairy turning stone into gold!

Several guards exclaimed in amazement and carried Prince Nan'an out easily.

Turning to look at Prince Bei'an, he saw that he had tidied his appearance, was sitting upright with his legs crossed, and was looking at the emperor calmly.

Jun Feiliang also looked at him quietly.

Eyes facing each other.

After a while, Prince Bei'an spoke in a hoarse voice: "My uncle has some news. How about I make an unwelcome request for you?"

Jun Feiliang's eyes were calm: "What does the emperor's uncle want?" Prince Bei'an's eyebrows moved slightly: "Aren't you going to ask me if I have any news?"

"It doesn't matter what news there is. We are uncle and nephew. I can agree to one request from my uncle."

King Bei'an smiled.

The faint smile shrouded the red and swollen face, looking a little creepy.

"Western Qiang and Dayan signed a peace treaty, but Western Qiang did not treat our Dayan princess well. Princess Huaixi was tortured to death by the Western Qiang emperor.

The Western Qiang have torn up the peace treaty, and Dayan can now legitimately launch a war and take back the twelve cities in the northwest."

When he received the news, he immediately tried to provoke a war between Western Qiang and Dayan, hoping to take advantage of the border war while the emperor was too busy to deal with it and ascend to the throne in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was defeated before he even started the war.

Now there is no hope of turning things around, the overall situation has been decided, he can only use this information to plan for his future.

Jun Feiliang said calmly, "I already knew this news."

And he knew better.

Huaixi did not die, he escaped but was seriously injured.

King Bei'an was stunned.

But soon he smiled with realization.

Suddenly, many things made sense.

No wonder he tried to provoke border conflicts again and again, trying to create opportunities for himself to start a rebellion, but failed every time.

It turns out that the emperor already knew it!
He thought he was in control of the situation, but he didn't expect that while the mantis was stalking the cicada, the oriole was behind him, and he had already been seen clearly by others.

It seems that I have lost sincerely.

He smiled faintly and said, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. It is the Emperor's uncle who cannot match you." (End of this chapter)