The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Hearing Han Yu's words, Han Qiancheng said: "Ji Wuye, who has lost the four fierce generals, is like a toothless tiger. Your father-in-law is very talented, and now with quicksand's help, you will definitely win a big victory!"

Blood Yihou, Trendy Banshee, Coir Clothes Guest, Emerald Tiger, all were eradicated.

Ji Wuye had nothing to worry about.

Standing up, Han Yu walked to the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly: "In a few days, Mr. will be out of customs. We must hurry up and give him a surprise."

Now Han Yu has the power to picket hundreds of officials, controls an army of [-], and has the secret support of Quicksand. It can be said that he is powerful and powerful!

He was able to have all of this because of Han Chen.

Looking in the direction of the palace, Han Yu smiled faintly, "~There is such a big commotion tonight, I'm afraid, my father should know about it."

……

Late at night, the brightly lit South Korean royal palace.

"Your Majesty, you are working day and night on state affairs, and my concubine asked the imperial dining room to cook a bowl of lotus seed soup to clear the heat and remove the heat. Let's have a taste."

"The widow's old illness has relapsed, and I have no appetite, Hu Meiren, you should step back."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

King Han, who was sitting behind the desk, waved his hand and sent Hu Meiren away.

He glanced at the twists and turns that had not yet been approved, piled up like a mountain, and rubbed his temples hard, feeling very irritable in his heart.

In recent days, the strife between the DPRK and China has intensified, causing him to feel restless, and when the headache recurs again, he really suffers from a splitting headache.

"My lord, news came from the imperial guards that Jade Tiger was carrying Wan Guan's wealth out of the city, and was intercepted and killed by a group of masked men on the way. It is suspected that Han Qiancheng from the Prince's Mansion did it."

A guard, kneeling on one knee (Nuo Nuo Zhao) in front of the table, reported respectfully.

"Huh? There is such a thing?"

King Han frowned slightly, and said: "The fourth brother is now in power, and his courage is getting bigger and bigger."

He has always balanced the forces of all parties and maintained peace and harmony, but Han Yu's move is tantamount to breaking the balance, which is not what he wants to see.

However, he thought about it again, this Emerald Tiger is a big businessman, rich in the world, he has a close relationship with Ji Wuye, it is not a bad thing for the fourth brother to get rid of him.

Although King Han is stupid, he is not stupid.

He has always been wary of Ji Wuye.

"You step back!"

Waving the guards back, the potbellied King Han got up and walked to the door. His bloated body was like a mountain of meat, blocking the wide door.

"Come here, inform Shanghuayuan, let them get ready, I will go to sleep there tonight."

Chapter 85: The counterattacking Korean prince (1/3)

Hearing King Han's will, the old eunuch behind him was sweating on his brow, and stammered: "Your Majesty, Mrs. Mingzhu, she..."

"What's up with her?"

Han Wang frowned and asked.

The old eunuch didn't dare to hide anything, and hurriedly said: "My Majesty, Madam went out of the palace in the evening and hasn't returned yet. The servant has already sent someone to look for her. There is no news yet."

"what?"

"She hasn't returned to the palace yet!"

Han Wang suddenly turned around, with an angry expression on his face, and said: "How dare she leave the palace behind her back, doesn't she know the rules? How unreasonable!"

Originally, he had a headache attack and was already very annoying. He wanted to go to Shanghuayuan to sleep, but Mrs. Mingzhu was not there. How could he not be angry.

"My head hurts so much, it hurts to death, I..."

The old and frail King Han had a headache because of his rising anger.

"Her Majesty calm down, it's getting late now, Madam will be back soon."

While rubbing King Han's temples, the old eunuch helped him back to the palace to lie down, and hurriedly sent for the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor came quickly, but it was useless. King Han's problem is old, and if it can be cured, it won't be delayed until now.

"It's not good, it's not good, the big thing is not good!!"

Suddenly, a guard ran into the bedroom in a panic, knelt down in front of King Han, and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been killed!"

The Imperial Guard who came back to report was the one sent by the old eunuch to find Mrs. Mingzhu.

"What did you say?"

King Han, who was lying on the couch just now, suddenly sat up and asked loudly, "Say what you just said again."

Your Majesty's words are the imperial decree, and the imperial guards dare not disobey.

"My lord, we were ordered to look for my empress, and finally found my empress's Che Luan in a manor outside the city. When we entered the manor, we didn't see anyone, only my empress' body!"

"Corpse!"

King Han's old wrinkled face turned pale, and his headache got worse.

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground and begged: "My lord, please take care of the dragon's body. If you are too sad, it will be unimaginable!"

"Go away!"

Han Wang kicked the imperial doctor away, got down from the couch, and said, "Where is the man? Take me there."

He loves Mrs. Mingzhu the most. Now that he heard that she is dead, how can he accept it? However, what the king says is an imperial decree, and no one dares to stop it.

In the corridor outside the main hall, lay a female corpse, covered with a white cloth. Although she was dead, she could vaguely see the uneven outline.

"Aifei!"

King Han, who saw the corpse, was filled with grief, and threw himself on it desperately, heartbroken.

"The widow came to see you, don't worry, the widow will avenge you!"

When he said this, King Han gently raised his hand and lifted the white cloth covering the face of the female corpse.

Seeing this, the imperial guards wanted to stop him. After all, the death was terrifying and might frighten the king, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak.

Immediately, the face of Mrs. Mingzhu appeared in front of King Han.

"what…"

King Han screamed in fright, his bones were hairy, and he sat down on the ground. He never dared to look at the female corpse again, and cold sweat spread all over his body.

Mrs. Mingzhu's enchanting and charming eyebrows made King Han want to stop, but after she died, her charms resurfaced, her skin festered, and her corpse was hideous and terrifying, just like a ghost.

"This... this is scary!"

"so horrible!"

"Is this really Empress?"

When everyone present saw the corpse, they were all terrified, and no one dared to take a second look.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

The imperial doctor suddenly discovered that the king's lips were purple and his eyes were turning white, which was not a good omen.

Pfft!

King Han lay down on the ground, foaming at the mouth like mud, his whole body was limp, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, let alone sit up.

……

(b) Late at night, Prince's Mansion.

"His Royal Highness, there is reliable news from the palace that Mrs. Mingzhu was assassinated and died. The king is overly sad, his condition has deteriorated, and he is unconscious."

In the main hall, an old man dressed as a counselor stood in front of the wine table and reported to the drunken prince.

"what?"

"Father, is he unconscious? Hahaha!"

The prince, who was drinking heavily, had a disheveled woman sitting in his arms. Hearing the news that King Han was critically ill, he didn't feel sad at all, but laughed happily.

"Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince." The old counselor nodded.

"I've been a prince for twenty years, and I've finally made it through, that's great!"

The crown prince blushed, reeked of alcohol, and said happily: "Ji Wuye's military power is now with me, with an entire army of [-], I can finally ascend the throne!"

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity must not be missed.

That night, the prince led [-] elite troops to surround the palace heavily.

All the eunuchs and maids in the palace knelt on the side of the road tremblingly, welcoming the arrival of the prince.

With a long sword on his waist, the prince swayed swaggeringly, smelling of alcohol, and walked into King Han's bedroom.

He stood in front of the couch, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, and asked Han Wang to look at himself in the mirror, and said to Han Wang: "Father, look at yourself. You can't even lift your hands. What else can you do?" King of Korea?"

"As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It's better to have pain than half-dead and suffer day and night. Are you right?"

"Ugh..."

King Han wanted to speak, but he couldn't. There was a whimpering sound in his throat, his eyes widened, and he looked at the prince in front of him, his eyes were full of anger.

"Father, you are working so hard now, let my son give you a ride!"

The prince stretched out his hands and grabbed Han Wang's neck severely, making him breathless.

"Wow!"

Han Wang was sobbing in pain, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was extremely depressed. The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and finally completely blackened, and he didn't know anything.

"Finally dead!"

The crown prince strangled Queen Han with a satisfied smile on his face.

Immediately, he turned and walked out of the bedroom, standing in front of many concubines, eunuchs, maids, and guards, and announced loudly:

"The previous king passed away due to illness, and from now on, this crown prince will be the king of Korea!"

Hearing the prince's words, everyone was shocked.

"How could this be?"