Uncle, don't overdo it

"Where's the third prince?"

"So it's Brother Two." Ximen Yin heard the voice and came out of the room, followed by Leng Muran.

These days, Leng Muran really looks like a doctor treating Ximen Yin in Cuizhu Pavilion.

"Lenggong is on fire, didn't it arouse the interest of the third emperor?" Ximenhen seemed to have not noticed Leng Muran, staring at Ximen Yin intently.

"I've never been one to join in the fun, so I can only pray for Concubine Jiang here."

Although the two have torn off their masks to face each other, they still have to pretend in front of irrelevant people.

"Muran, step back first." Ximenhen said to Leng Muran, but his eyes never left Ximenyin for a moment.

Ximen Yin smiled lightly, turned around and walked into the room.

Ximenhen followed.

Ximen Yin was very generous, and brought Ximen Hen to the suite quietly connected to another room behind the screen.

In fact, Gu Qingcheng had also entered this room before when he led people to conduct a thorough investigation of the Cuizhu Pavilion. Apart from opening a door to the room where Ximen Yin lived, nothing unusual was found.

"I didn't expect you to be so concerned about the fire in the cold palace?" Ximen Yin avoided the crowd, and returned to his demeanor in the hall.

"Don't let me find out that you set the fire in Lenggong!" Ximenhen said every word, every word carried a thousand catties.

"And then?" Ximen Yin raised his eyebrows.

"There must be a bottom line in doing things. Treating human life like nothing can only make you irreversible. I will not let a person who is burdened with killing karma and commits heavy crimes be the emperor of the Qingyuan Dynasty." Ximen Hen said.

"You? Hahaha..." Ximen Yin laughed, "Let's see, the second prince who is extremely flamboyant, a voluptuous person can say such words, haha!"

Ximen Yin stopped laughing, "I know you won't let me do it, you will only fight with me. What is the bottom line? The bottom line is to get rid of everyone who stands in my way, including you!"

"You can come and kill me." Ximen Hen stood upright in front of Ximen Yin.

"Sooner or later." Ximen Yin stood with his hands behind his back, the two of them were separated by a little distance, and looked at each other face to face.

"I know that I am a thorn in your side just like the prince. You will wipe out everyone, but do you think you can do it? You and I, including the prince, are actually pathetic people. Why can't you be compassionate and let it go Development, do we have to force the tragedy of eight years ago to reappear?" Ximen Hen said.

He knew that what he said was in vain, but he still wanted to persuade him again.

"Haha..." Ximen Yin laughed again, "I didn't expect that it was you, the second prince who didn't catch people's eyes, who had the legacy of the Leng family's virtuous king. Go with the flow, don't fight or fight, you are your own." The truth? Then what is the purpose of your disguise for so many years?"

"To protect myself, that's all." Ximen Hen said.

"The biggest protection for yourself is to sit in the highest position, otherwise you will be in danger at any time!" Ximen Yin said, "If you don't even understand this, you are not worthy of being a master."

"Or..." Ximen Yin looked at Ximen Hen with a twinkle in his eyes, "You just said that to confuse me."

"You are wrong. You want to live safely. It is best to be a prince in peace and stability. If you make trouble like this, and you have no way to take it, I will not agree. You are not approved by me." Emperor, your slaughter will also shake the Qingyuan Dynasty's unconsolidated foundation, and make the world experience a bloodbath again." Ximen Hen said.

"I'm ruthless, so what about Ximen Jingxuan? The second and third princes, and Xiaoyaohou all died in his hands. Who can beat my brother Xuan with his hands? King Xuan is around, so why not let me?" Ximen Yin objected.

"You don't know the truth about Xiaoyaohou's death. He committed suicide." Ximenhen said, "The deaths of the second and third princes are their own fault. How can the old man who can order to massacre the whole city and the palace expect the world to die?" Forgiveness to them? The emperor's uncle beheaded the second king to give an explanation to the countless subjects who died in vain in the capital, and your behavior today is similar to that of the second king back then. To achieve your goal, you will use any means!"

"Hehe, in the final analysis, you are still brooding over the events of the past, and you escaped by chance, so you have resentment towards the late Second King, and you will naturally hate me. We are two-way people, and you don't have to pretend to be in front of me. , I don’t accept your tricks, you can throw yourself at Ximen Jingxuan and become my enemy.” Ximen Yin put on a cold expression without fear.

"I never hated you, I just think you bear more hatred, which is more pitiful." Ximenhen said, stepped back a few steps, and looked at Ximen Yin from a distance.

He wants to be with him, but he believes that they are two people. Their destinies have mutual intersections, but they diverge a lot.

Prince Xuan's mansion, Ximen Jingxuan had been busy for a few days before concubine Jiang's matter was suppressed, and Ximen Jinglie of Jinyang Palace hadn't woken up yet.

The fire started out of nowhere, and burned the entire Leng Palace to ashes, and a lot of rumors secretly arose in the palace.

There are many of them, "A nameless fire is born, and the world changes." Or "The new emperor ascends the throne with three fires, and the capital city has three fires, and there must be a new emperor."

In short, most of them pointed their finger at Ximen Jingxuan.

At this time, two beggar-like people found Prince Xuan's mansion.

Yang Chen asked someone to throw a few taels of silver to the beggar, but the beggar yelled to see King Xuan.

The beggar's persistence made Yang Chen curious, and he walked up to the beggar and asked, "King Xuan won't meet random people casually, so tell me if you have anything to do."

These two beggars were exactly the two soldiers who carried the message for Lin Xiner. They finally returned to the capital from Northern Xinjiang, and ran to Prince Xuan's mansion before they could clean up, eager to change the antidote.

"No, we can only talk when we see King Xuan." The two soldiers memorized Lin Xiner's words. This is a matter of life and cannot be sloppy.

"I'm the steward of Prince Xuan's Mansion, responsible for the big and small affairs of the mansion, and it's the same with me." Yang Chen said.

The two looked at each other, still hesitating and refusing to speak.

"Come on, take down these two minions!" Seeing the strange expressions of the two, Yang Chen ordered immediately.

The guards of the palace on the side followed and went up to arrest people.

The two soldiers resisted instinctively, shouting to see the prince.

While struggling, a dagger fell out of one of them with a clang.

Yang Chen's eyes were quick, and he quickly picked up the dagger, his face changed, and he ordered, "Bring the assassin in!"

In the blink of an eye, the two soldiers changed from beggars to secret agents to assassins, and they were tied up and taken to an empty room in the remote part of the palace.

"Tell me, who sent you to assassinate the prince!"

After closing the door, Yang Chen sternly interrogated.