Uncle, don't overdo it

Ximen Jinglie opened his eyes suddenly, and met Ximen Yin's cold eyes.

Ximen Yin didn't evade, watching Ximen Jinglie sit up.

He got up quickly, and he didn't look like a seriously ill person at all.

"You..." Ximen Jinglie stared at Ximen Yin speechlessly.

His body trembled slightly, obviously timid.

Ximen Yin knew that it was his gaze that frightened him, so he blinked, dissipating the murderous intent in his eyes and returning to softness.

"I want to kill the crown prince, and it's best if he can't return to Beijing." Ximen Yin said.

The soft words spit out are like the soft sword in Ximen Jingxuan's hand, which softens rigidity with softness, but softness is a deadly weapon.

Combined with the news received, Mrs. Mei's words, and the thoughts about Ximen Jingxuan guarding the position, Ximen Yin further believed that Ximen Jingxuan had set up a situation for him that he couldn't figure out, and he no longer had Time to think about it, can only let the southeast intercept Ximen Che's gang as soon as possible.

Everything happened in just a few days.

"Kill the prince..." Ximen Jinglie repeated in a murmur.

"Yes." Ximen Yin said, "I have sent someone to intercept Ximenche, as long as I meet him, it will be a fight."

"Will you definitely win?" Ximen Jinglie asked.

What he wanted was the result, and he was not surprised by the news at all, let alone shocked or opposed.

"That's not necessarily the case. After all, this is the first time my people have participated in a war, and the opponent is an elite soldier from northern Xinjiang." Ximen Yin did not give a confident answer.

"Oh..." It was the end of the elongated tone again.

"If my people succeed and destroy that team and take the prince, then the prince will be punished for the crime of trying to lead troops into the capital to force the palace to usurp the throne. If my people fail and let the prince enter the capital, this matter will be counted in On the head of King Xuan, all the ministers were summoned to make a decision on the grounds that King Xuan wanted to get rid of the prince's treason and seize the throne." Ximen Yin said both results.

"It may not be easy for the ministers to deal with King Xuan." Ximen Jinglie frowned and said.

"King Xuan has a lot of power in his hands. It is definitely not easy to deal with. Then we need to deal with it next. But when the prince returns to Beijing, the emperor can also go to the court to discuss matters. There will be nothing wrong with King Xuan in this palace. If he insists on not If he is willing to hand over the Showa Hall, even the crown prince will not tolerate him, since the crown prince can escape from my hands, he has some experience in northern Xinjiang, and with that elite army, he can do something." Ximen Yin said .

When Lin Xiner is not around, it will be much easier to provoke the prince.

"Since you have made all the plans, I will act according to your arrangements." Ximen Jinglie trusts Ximen Yin very much, "Anyway, the world is yours, and you have your own responsibility. I just need to follow your instructions." It means showing up at the right time."

"Originally, I wanted to take advantage of King Xuan's departure from the capital for Lin Xiner, so that the emperor would suddenly appear safe and sound to make some arrangements, but now King Xuan refused to leave the capital, so I had to change the plan." Ximen Yin said.

Ximen Jinglie understood that when Ximen Jingxuan left the capital, his back foot recovered. This result will undoubtedly make all the officials and the people in the world think that the emperor's illness was caused by King Xuan. One after another aimed at King Xuan, if he did it cleverly, it would make it difficult for King Xuan to return to the capital. Even though he had soldiers and horses from southern Xinjiang in his hands, for a rebel, as the emperor, he had enough reasons to order to fight against King Xuan It is justifiable to get rid of this person who has made great efforts for this world. At that time, people in southern Xinjiang will also have a choice, and their attitudes will be divided into two. After all, some people don't want to continue to serve and rebel together.

As for how to face the battle, how to arrange for Ximen Jingxuan's affairs after leaving Beijing, that's for Ximen Yin to do.He, the emperor who lived deep in the palace, couldn't afford to worry about that.

"It's good to change, I don't want to lie on this sick bed all day long, and I can only eat liquid food every day, and the life is really miserable." Ximen Jinglie has long been unable to bear this kind of self-tortured life.

You can't even enjoy simple beauties, what kind of emperor!

Hearing Ximen Yin say that once the war broke out, he would be able to get better. Watching the battle as an emperor and giving orders, he was really relieved of such a long time of hard work.

Thinking about what it's like to be an emperor, Ximen Jinglie couldn't help being excited, and his expression showed excitement inadvertently.

Who would be willing to discard the name and authority of the emperor?

Ximen Yin glanced at Ximen Jinglie, "Your majesty is still under Ximen Jingxuan's nose. If you recover suddenly, you will not only have no chance to make things difficult for Ximen Jingxuan, but you will also be caught by Ximen Jingxuan, right? As the king of a country, disregarding the country and society, playing such a shameful trick with a guessing heart, the officials will turn from caring about the emperor's safety to anger, and then you will completely lose power. Relatively speaking, it is Ximen Jing who will benefit Xuan."

"Then... I will still be sick?" Ximen Jinglie was a little frustrated, how long will this illness last?

"What else can the emperor do now other than being sick?" Ximen Yin said with disdain.

Staying in Zhaohe Hall together is obviously an excellent opportunity to get close to Ximen Jingxuan, but apart from sneaking back and forth in the side hall, the emperor dare not even open the door, let alone listen to Ximen Jingxuan's words .

"Isn't this to cooperate with your arrangement, so as not to show off?" Ximen Jinglie defended himself.

In front of Ximen Yin, who had the title of emperor, he lost all his majesty and was cautious.

"Then the emperor will continue to cooperate and let the disease get better gradually, as long as it reaches the point where it can speak and dictate its will." Ximen Yin said.

He also doesn't need an emperor who can do things for him, it's good to just follow his arrangements so honestly.

"Alright, then you can eat some delicious food." Ximen Jinglie comforted himself.

After stepping on this boat, he didn't expect how his life would be in the future. Isn't it just for one life?

In fact, no matter what position a person is in, the bottom line is his own life. Fame, fortune and wealth are all imaginary. In the eyes of most people, living is the simplest purpose.

"Lying on the sick bed for so long, is there no suspicious person around you?" Ximen Yin asked again.

The tone of inquiry is like treating his subordinates, a person who does things according to his orders.

In front of him, it was no longer the majestic father who made him more careful.

If outsiders saw it, they would be surprised what happened to Ximen Jinglie?

But obviously, there is no need to explain between the two of them, for both of them are secrets that cannot be known to outsiders.

Ximen Jinglie shook his head, Ximen Jingxuan guarded Zhaohe Hall so strictly, how could there be suspicious people in?