Princess In Prosperous Age

He lit the fire piston in his arms and brought it closer to the guard. After looking at it carefully, he used the handkerchief to stain some of the black blood, and then sniffed it with his nose. With a faint smile, he discovered that the Gu poison from the Eastern Kingdom was truly quite poisonous.

Pulling down the corner of his robe and covering his face, Qiao Liangjin took off the sabre in his guard's hand and lightly walked towards the Auxiliary Hall.

If anyone from the Eastern Kingdom came in, they would definitely go and take the dog emperor's head. Thinking about the dog emperor, Qiao Liangjin's steps gradually slowed down. She looked at the half-moon moon in the sky and sighed.

Qiao Liangjin was swaggering all the way to the Audience Hall. Whenever he saw a guard, eunuch or palace maid, they would lie on the ground or lean against the wall and sit down.

Along the way, there was always the feeling of going to hell. She raised her head and saw the Audience Hall. She gripped the knife in her hand and felt somewhat nervous. This was the first time she had encountered someone who could kill people in the palace, so she suddenly regretted it.

She braced herself and stepped onto the stairs. Suddenly, a hand fell on her shoulder and pulled her into her embrace. A hand gently covered her lips to prevent her from crying out.

Qiao Liangjin was only slightly frightened. In an instant, she smelled a familiar fragrance. She raised her eyes and looked at the person hugging her, then pointed at his hand, signalling him to let go.

The man let go of Qiao Liangjin obediently and asked softly: "Why are you here?"

"Then why are you here? "Prince Ning." Qiao Liangjin asked.

"Let's go up and take a look." Ning Xi did not answer her question, but pointed to the office. Without saying anything further, he pulled Qiao Liangjin along as he walked towards the office.

The two's qinggong were almost on par with each other as if they were stepping on cotton. There was no sound as they lightly landed in front of the door of the palace. Qiao Liangjin closed his eyes and listened to what was going on inside.

Ning Xi took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the Hall of Affairs. Dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, Ning Xi held a white jade fan in her hand, she appeared in front of the three people from the Eastern Kingdom with a smile.

The three people from the east were sitting near the emperor. They stood up when they saw the door open. One of them pulled the emperor who was sitting on the chair up. He held a black dagger in his hand and pointed it at the back of the emperor's heart.

Ning Xi's watery eyes looked at the four of them with a smile, "Late at night, to be able to meet the three Imperial Advisors from the Eastern Kingdom, I am deeply honored!"

A thin man with a purple face who looked like a scholar cupped his hands and said, "Oh, so it's Prince Ning."

Ning Ying scratched his forehead with the white jade fan as if he was deep in thought. Suddenly, the white jade fan slapped his palm. "Aiya, so it's Master Zhang!"

The thin and weak scholarly man smiled and said, "Yes, I am."

Ning Xi waved his hand. "I've heard a lot about you. Imperial Advisor Zhang, I've been visiting the emperor late at night. I wonder what you're here for?"

Grand Advisor Zhang glanced behind Ning Xi, but didn't see anyone else. He felt slightly relieved and sat back down, waving to the other two, "Sit down, it's been hard on you."

With a wave of his sleeve, a chair appeared. He lightly swept over the chair, sat down, and smiled at Teacher Zhang, saying, "Rest assured, this king will not act recklessly. After all, this king can see that the poison on that dagger is from Blood Seal's throat."

Zhang Guoliang forced a smile as a sly look flashed across his triangular eyes. He pointed to Nanyang and asked, "What do you think about him becoming the emperor?"

Ning Ying looked at Nan Yang, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm just a king with a different surname, I'll just serve the Southern Kingdom obediently."

Zhang Guoliang's finger looked at his knee, and he looked coldly at Ning Xi, "Prince Ning, you're lying."

Nan Yang did not understand the situation as he looked at Ning Ying anxiously.

Ning Xi smiled faintly, as if she hadn't even heard what Imperial Advisor Zhang had said, "Your majesty is very old, with this kind of body, you won't be able to handle it. Your journey here has been truly decisive. This king has almost arrived at the Purgatory of the Human Realm."

Zhang Guoliang looked at Ning Xi sinisterly, but didn't reply. He somewhat understood that this man in front of him clearly had ambition and desires, but why didn't he respond at all?

Zhang Guo Shi opened his mouth and laughed hoarsely into Ning Xi's ears, his voice sounding like a fingernail scraping against an iron plate.

Ning Xian gently opened the fan, slowly waving it and remaining silent.

The entire office fell into an inexplicable silence. Other than the Emperor, who was somewhat anxious, the rest of the people remained still and did not make a move.

Qiao Liangjin stood outside the door and closed his eyes. She could feel the changes within the hall and was waiting for Ning Ying to send her a message. She had to deal with the enemy with one move and save the emperor. He thought to himself, "Nan Li, you owe me so much."

In the palace hall, Ning Xi suddenly coughed twice. The person holding the emperor in his arms stood up once again. Sweat covered his forehead.

Ning Ying frowned, his voice full of dissatisfaction, "Honored Imperial Advisor, we will discuss the terms properly. But if you hurt His Majesty by mistake, your only bargaining chip will be gone, and you won't be able to leave this place."

Imperial Advisor Zhang was startled and laughed heartily. He waved his hand and said, "Prince Ning, you're overthinking things. We're only here to write some contracts with His Majesty. We're withdrawing, we're only hoping that His Majesty will give us some benefits."

Ning Xi raised her thick eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "That sounds like a good thing. You can definitely send emissaries to deliver the letter of credence in broad daylight!"

Nanyang was getting a bit impatient as he sat there and blurted out, "Bullsh * t, they want all our Southern Kingdom's iron and silver mines."

Ning Ying nodded at Nan Yang, signalling for him to not be anxious, then smiled and said, "You can give all these things to me, but your majesty only has one. Therefore, This King is willing to discuss it with all of you. "

Zhang Guoliang's questioning gaze swept over Ning Xi. Suddenly, he smiled, "Prince Ning, you're a different surname than Wang. Although you're a prince, aside from your medical skills …"

Ning Ying understood and replied, "At this time, even if this king is unsuitable, who is more suitable?"

Zhang Guoliang looked at Ning Xi, then looked at Nan Yang.

Nan Yang sighed and said, "I shall leave the negotiations entirely to Ning Ying."

With a laugh, Imperial Advisor Zhang slammed his palm on the armrest, "Fine then. Mu Qing, let go of His Majesty."

The one called Mu Qing seemed to heave a sigh of relief as he put away his dagger. He knelt down in salute towards Nan Yang and said, "Your Majesty, I beg your forgiveness …"

He hadn't even said the last word when he felt a slight chill on his neck, and red liquid gushed out from the arteries on his neck. He blinked and slowly fell while holding onto the wound on his neck.

Before Zhang Guo could clearly see what was going on, he saw a purple ray of light flash past Mu Qing like a bolt of lightning, and a snow-white blade was placed against his neck.

Just as Zhang Guo Shi was about to give an order to another person, he raised his hand and the blade chopped down without hesitation, cutting off his hand from his wrist.

"Ah …" Zhang Guoliang held onto his wrist as he screamed out crazily.

Ning Ying had already broken another person's neck. He wiped his hands and walked over to Zhang Guo shi, who was clutching his broken hand.

At this point, Zhang Guo Shi was already sweating profusely, clutching at his severed hand, wanting to get up, but the person behind him was firmly pressing down on the chair.

Ning Ying smiled gently at the person standing behind Imperial Advisor Zhang, "Thank you for your hard work."

"You can be considered to have been repaid. Now, both of us are done with it." The voice behind him was clear and melodious. It was clearly a woman's voice.

Zhang Guoliang was startled, he turned his head to look, but before he could see the person, he was already slammed into his chair.

After Qiao Liangjin knocked out Imperial Teacher Zhang, he began to feel around his body.

On the side, Nan Yang, whose entire body was covered in blood, saw Qiao Liangjin groping around for a man and didn't have the time to criticize him: "This, this is unbecoming."

Qiao Liangjin touched the back of Zhang Guoliang's waist and said with a pleasant smile, "I knew there would be some good stuff in this house!"

He took out the small bag behind him and said with a smile, "Take a look, this guy plays with Gu, there must be some rare treasure."

She happily weighed the pouch in her hand and pointed at Zhang Guotao. "Man, I've helped you flip it over. I should leave now. Also, I think the Sixth Prince is more suitable …" "You understand."

Ning Ying nodded and bowed towards Nan Yang, "This humble subject came late to save Your Majesty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

He was currently covered in the stench of blood, and not only was there a wave of nausea, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I will go back and wash myself. It seems that I still need more experts to protect my palace.

A hint of joy flashed through Ning Ying's eyes. He hurriedly bowed again, "This humble subject will not disappoint Your Majesty."

Nanyang swept a glance at Qiao Liangjin and sighed. He said, "Thank you, Miss Qiao …"

"Don't worry about it, I was going to run away. Since I've wasted a lot of time, I might as well change the defenses of the city gates now. Sigh, I really don't want to leave the Southern City like a thief …" I wonder if Your Majesty can let me go? " Qiao Liangjin's smile was very hypocritical.

Nan Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly. This girl was indeed different from all the girls he had met before. She was brave enough to take responsibility. It was as if she was never afraid of any imperial power.

"Whatever I owe you, I'll let Ning Ying send you out. This Southern Kingdom of mine …" "With the Ning Seal, we won't fall behind, right …" As he spoke to here, Nan Yang softly sighed, and no longer paid any attention to the two people in the Hall of Working and Management.

Qiao Liangjin swept a glance at the two corpses and the Zhang Guotao who had lost a hand, and asked, "What are you supposed to do? This Imperial Advisor, you must shut him up. "