Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 114 [This world must be subverted]

"Mother, the imperial decree has been issued." Lian Ying knelt on the ground and applied Dan Kou to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing lay on the imperial concubine chair and smiled enchantingly, "Prepare a generous gift and send it to Jinnan Prince's Mansion when the time comes, no matter how you say it, I have to support her."

"Mother, why don't you marry Song Xinyan to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Shen Qing glared at Lian Ying, "Can't you tell that Song Xinyan likes Xuanyuan Jiaye? What if Ying'er is harmed by arranging to be with the prince of the palace?"

"Then can Song Xinyan be obedient? It seems that she really likes King Jinnan, in case she turns against her..." Lian Ying was very worried, after all, Song Xinyan's affection for Xuanyuan Jiaye was too deep.

Shen Qing raised her phoenix eyes, and smiled coldly, "I just want to see if Song Bin will betray Xuanyuan Jiaye for his daughter. Song Bin also has a lot of soldiers in his hands. If Song Xinyan dies in Jinnan Palace, you say Song Bin will betray Xuanyuan Jiaye for his daughter. Can Bin still be at ease with Xuanyuan Jiaye? After all, his wife passed away when he was young, leaving only such a daughter."

Lian Ying's heart trembled, but she didn't answer.

Shen Qing's plan was well planned, and Song Xinyan was asked to tie up Song Bin. If Song Bin cared about this daughter, then he would definitely join her side, and Xuanyuan Jiaye would lose a general.

Apart from Song Bin, Xuanyuan Heqing, Ruan Dutong, Liang Jun, and the founding father Qu Liang all had military power in Qingluan Kingdom, and most of these people were from Xuanyuan Jiaye.

On the surface, Qingluan Kingdom looks like a big and powerful country, but only the royal family knows that it is actually a mess. If Xuanyuan Jiaye hadn't guarded Qingluan, the surrounding countries that were eyeing tigers would have already raised their troops and killed them.

This is why people in the royal family are afraid of Xuanyuan Jiaye, except for his military power of 50 troops on the surface, there is also a thing in his hand.

The forces in the imperial court are intricate, Xuanyuan Jiaye's people are everywhere, no one knows how many people he ambushed in the imperial court, so that they have not touched him for more than ten years.

……

Time is like running water, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, the Jinnan Palace once again hung red lanterns and pasted happy words to welcome the concubine's arrival.

However, there were none of the legendary eight-carried sedan chairs, lively wedding parties, or expensive betrothal gifts.

Song Bin arranged for someone to send Song Xinyan there early in the morning, and before leaving, he took a deep look at his daughter whom he had loved since childhood.

"Xinyan, Daddy is not only living for you in this life, you have to know that this Qingluan is not as prosperous as it appears on the surface. If the country is not to fall, and the world is not to be chaotic, someone must sacrifice."

Song Bin seemed to have aged dozens of years overnight, and his hoarse voice was full of helplessness and heartache. He knew this farewell, and maybe there was no chance to see him again.

Song Xinyan looked at the hunched father from the back, feeling vaguely uneasy in her heart, but when she thought of the man's face and smile, she withdrew her gaze, and resolutely got on the top of the sedan chair, wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, staggering left.

Song Bin looked back at the red sedan roof going away, and murmured: "Farewell, my daughter..."

He closed his eyes and swallowed his tears, and when he opened them again, his eyes were calm.

Someone has to subvert this country, someone has to take over this throne, and someone has to pay back this bloody feud.

Song Bin's eyes were bloodshot, and as the roof of the sedan chair gradually moved away, the scene of his wife being stabbed into a hornet's nest by random arrows appeared in front of his eyes, and hatred was dyed in his heart, and finally turned into a cold smile.

(End of this chapter)