Seven Nights of Love: The Evil Emperor's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 314 Waiting for Your Good News

Hearing this, Qin Yifan's body shook suddenly, and he turned to look at Nangongyan.

"The emperor's words are serious?"

It has always been Qin Yifan's dream to get rid of Murong Zhentian, but he never thought that since Nangong Yan seemed to hate Murong Zhentian more than himself.

But in fact Qin Yifan wanted to get rid of Murong Zhentian for a reason. He had too many supporters and his reputation was so great that almost no one cared about him as General Qin. Obviously he had a good record, but he was not as good as Murong Zhentian. So prominent.

He knows his jealousy, and this jealousy has turned into hatred from a long time ago, but even though Murong Zhentian is a stumbling block for himself, it should actually be the best weapon for Nangong Yan .

Everyone knows Murong Zhentian's loyalty, as long as Nangong Yan thinks, Murong Zhentian can even expand the territory for him, regardless of any cost.

So he really didn't understand why Nangong Yan wanted Murong Zhentian to die more than himself. If he really died, wouldn't it be equivalent to Nangong Yan breaking his left and right hands with his own hands?
Without Murong Zhentian, what else would Yaoguo use to resist other countries' aggression?
This is also the main reason why he, Qin Yifan, wanted Murong Zhentian to die for so many years, but never really did it.

He claims that his ability is not bad, but he is definitely not as good as Murong Zhentian. This is a fact, and he knows it himself, so he has always been motivated to find Murong Zhentian's unhappiness, and to find his own place in all aspects. It's just fun.

Without Murong Zhentian, their entire country would be lost, not to mention whether he, Qin Yifan, would be able to become a general, surviving would be a problem.

Nangongyan didn't like Qin Yifan's eyes, it was obviously not firm enough, even a little unwilling.

He said with a cold face.

"Aiqing, I never like to joke around. You know this matter, and God knows it. If a third person knows about it."

When Qin Yifan heard this, he quickly slid off the chair and knelt down in panic.

"The old minister will never let the third person know, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Although Qin Yifan knew that this kind of thing shouldn't be done, the current Nangong Yan is really too scary, he must do all the expressions and actions right now, and agree to any request of him, otherwise he will die too.

Sure enough, Nangong Yan was very satisfied with his performance, but instead of helping him up this time, he turned his back, and the emotions in his eyes surged wildly.

"In this case, Ai Qing, you can go. Now Murong Zhentian is seriously injured in bed. You just need to go to the Zhen Guogong's mansion to check. If he is dead, that's fine. If he is not dead, you can look at it yourself." Done, I am waiting for your good news."

When did Murong Zhentian get seriously injured?And the injury was so severe that he was bedridden?

Qin Yifan has never received this kind of news, and there has never been any such type of news in the capital. It seems that Nangong Yan personally sent people to assassinate him, but why he was sent in the end? What about people who love to see Murong Zhentian's life and death?
Is there something tricky here?Or is something wrong?
"Okay, old minister, let's go."

Suspicions arose in Qin Yifan's mind, but he hurriedly took orders and left in panic.

Qin Yifan breathed a sigh of relief until he got out of Nangongyan's bedroom. The old eunuch behind him seemed to have said something to him in a panic, but he couldn't hear anything, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he went straight all the way quickly left the palace.

He, Qin Yifan, is not a fool either. After seeing such a terrifying scene, and Nangongyan even secretly assassinating a loyal minister like Murong Zhentian, if he really obeyed and killed Murong Zhentian, then in the end, he would have to kill Murong Zhentian. He was afraid that his own fate would not be like that of those palace ladies and eunuchs, but also what Murong Zhentian is like now.

He had to think long-term, of course, no matter what, he had to go and see Murong Zhentian himself.

(End of this chapter)