Rebirth of the fire-baked concubine

Chapter 1591 My son Xuanyuanqi

The knife grabbed Xuanyuan Chen's struggling other hand, and twisted it backwards...

Click it!Click it!Immediately afterwards, two sounds of joints falling off were heard in the hall, followed by Xuanyuan Chen's cry like killing a pig...

"My son, the seventh brother is not sensible, please be merciful...cough cough..." Xuanyuan Lin stepped forward quickly, and then went to draw the knife, but because of a little haste, he started coughing again...

However, Dao ignored Xuanyuan Lin. After throwing away Xuanyuan Chen's hands, he stepped on his back. Xuanyuan Lin couldn't shake him at all...

In the main hall, there was almost no sound, and everyone stared at the knife with breathless concentration.

This man is too bold, even if he is the real prince, if he treats the queen's precious little son like this, he will die miserably in the future, right?

From the beginning to the end, the old man Xiahou watched calmly from the sidelines, with a calm expression on his face, with a hint of coldness.

It has been decided to be born in a high-profile way, and let some people pay with their blood, so they should no longer bear it, and Xiahou's family doesn't have to be afraid of anyone.Besides, many years ago, their forbearance and concessions only resulted in the intensification of the enemy, the death of their daughter, and the displacement of their grandchildren, so from now on, they will no longer forbear.

"You bastard, how dare you treat my prince like this, this prince will chop you up and feed it to the dogs...chopped up your whole family and feed it to the dogs..." Xuanyuan Chen was trampled under his feet, in pain and anger, His face turned purple, he gasped and cursed loudly.

click... click...

Dao's face was cold, every time Xuanyuan Chen cursed, his feet would roll over, so everyone in the hall could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking...

"Ahhh..." Xuanyuan Chen screamed loudly in pain.

"The emperor is here—" At this moment, the eunuch's sharp announcement came from outside the hall.

The next moment, a middle-aged man in a black, red and gold dragon robe strode in.

All the ministers hurriedly stood up, and Xuan quickly fell on the ground to pay his respects, shouting long live.Dao naturally put down his foot on Xuanyuan Chen's back, and knelt down with everyone to salute.

"What happened? How decent is it to shout in the hall?" Emperor Ao Xing frowned and looked around while walking towards the throne, and then found Xuanyuan Chen lying on the ground with his face purple with anger , Immediately afterwards, with a sweep of his gaze, he saw a sword dressed up in a princely manner...

If he remembered correctly, he did not have this son.However, his face is seven to eight points similar to him, and his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat familiar... Emperor Ao Xing's heart was shocked, and his brows frowned even tighter.

"Father, this... the thief pretended to be the prince and injured his son, father, you must..." Xuanyuan Chen who was lying on the ground pointed the knife with his toe, and complained angrily while breathing in pain.

"Shut up." Emperor Ao Xing's eyes were cold, and he coldly glanced at the embarrassed and miserable Xuanyuan Chen.

Xuanyuan Chen was slightly startled, and unwillingly closed his eyes under Xuanyuan Lin's gaze.

"Who are you?" Ao Xingdi lowered his head and looked at the knife and said in a deep voice when everyone dared not speak in silence.

"My son Xuanyuanqi." Dao said calmly.

As soon as Dao's words fell, there was a gasp in the hall.Many people couldn't help looking in the direction of the knife, and then remembered that the emperor was there, and hurriedly lowered their heads, just listening to the movement with their ears closed.

(End of this chapter)