The Eunuch’s Consort Rules the World

The sky is bright, the clouds are rolling across the sky, and there is wind, biting and desolate, passing between the dim sky and the earth with a smell of vegetation and iron.

Before dawn, the moment of ignorance, when the yin and yang alternate, is the time when ghosts and demons finally wreak havoc.

A ride on the black shadow came from the dust, raising dust and smoke for thousands of miles.

"Report--!" The loud and loud voice resounded through the open field.

Du Lei suddenly raised his head from the blueprint in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

The blue captain next to him immediately recognized the gray riding outfit: "General, a member of the forward battalion!"

"Um." Du Lei narrowed his slender eyes and watched the man galloping all the way.

The grey-clothed sergeant got off his horse and knelt in front of him neatly on one knee. He threw his hands up and reported: "General, the forward battalion is here to report, and the three roads leading to the capital are guarded by the Gyeonggi Base Camp!"

Du Lei is the youngest Xiaoqi general under the Jinbei King. He has an angular face that is reminiscent of loyalty and resoluteness, but he has a pair of slender and cold eyes, and those eyes flashed strangely from time to time. Guang, involuntarily thought of a kind of venomous snake that is a special product of northern Shanxi-the five-step snake.

And his combat style is like a five-step snake, sharp and vicious, and he doesn't like staying captives.

This time, he was the commander of the three-way feudal king's strong cavalry.

He looked at the map in front of him and sneered: "Gyeonggi Daying is so fast, we ran all night, and they just happened to be greeted."

A black-clothed school lieutenant said beside him: "General, the eyes and ears of the subordinates that I am afraid they may be the chief of ceremonies have never left. No matter how fast our feet are, we may not be able to hide their eyes and eyes all over the world. ."

A cold light flashed in Du Lei's eyes: "The nine-thousand-year-old traitor, like the dog emperor, has never believed in our Jinbei!"

Choose the best horses and the best cavalry to form the most elite vanguard team, running non-stop all the way through the night, just to become a sharp arrow shot on the vermilion wall at the gate of the capital today. Lu Xiang has already mobilized him. They can mobilize all their forces and wait to respond. As long as they encircle the capital for a day and a half and block the people from the Gyeonggi camp, the three-way army of Jinbei, Jinning, and Dongyang will rush to encircle the capital and attack the Gyeonggi camp.

Enter the middle palace!

"The Gyeonggi camp is divided into Huxiaowei and Longxiaoying, each with 20,000 soldiers in the capital. These capital soldiers have never experienced hard fighting at the border, and although some of the leaders in the capital have some real skills, but Most of them are aristocrats who have never been on the battlefield, and few are really useful. Even if our men and horses forcibly attack one of them, it will not take much time to break through the barriers!" The black captain said contemptuously.

Nine thousand to forty thousand, it looks like a weak enemy is strong, but now it is crisis-ridden and all forces are ready to move. Forty thousand Gyeonggi battalion guards are impossible to come out. No one is defending near the capital. There are 30,000 horses in the sky. In the eyes of these men in northern Shanxi, those three-legged cats who have not seen blood can not be called soldiers at all!

"I thought that the nine-thousand-year-old would not tear our skins so quickly. If so, we don't have to be polite, but..." Du Lei narrowed his slender eyes slightly, and the cold light flowed slowly in the meantime.

"It's just that if we spend too much time and can't keep up with the emperor's funeral and the overall situation is settled, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back even if the city is besieged by the army." The Lanyi captain took the words solemnly.

This is why the strong cavalry rushed overnight. The army must not be able to match the speed of the light car. If they rush to the capital before the overall situation is settled, and form a threat of threat, the prince will sit on the throne firmly, they are justified and confident. Go to Beijing to worship and clean up the traitorous party.

There is merit from the dragon, but if the prince is defeated, the sixteenth prince or the sixth prince sits on the throne, and the yellow robe is added to the throne. !

Time is the most important key to determine the outcome between them and the enemy's troops!

No one is sure how long it will take to forcibly break through the barriers, but the sky will soon be bright, and the new emperor will be announced at noon at the beginning, and it will only reach the capital for dozens of miles. If it is passed smoothly and unimpeded, the sky But it takes an hour and a half.

Du Lei touched the short beard on his chin, and suddenly asked, "In addition to the three main roads, this general remembers that there should be another trail to reach the capital!"

The captain in black was startled and looked at Du Lei: "Does the general mean Tianyang Pass, but there is a line of sky where the mountain cracked when the earth dragon turned over. It's too dangerous!"

The so-called one-line sky means that there are huge cliffs on both sides of the road. Once it passes, some people will make a big deal on the mountain wall.

Du Lei squinted, and a gloomy icy light flashed: "The battle in the open plains takes too long, and you can only use dangerous moves. There are not too many people ambushing on those two cliffs. Now the situation is compelling, we are important. Give it a try!"

The captain in black hesitated and wanted to say something, but the captain in blue suddenly echoed Du Lei: "The general's words are very reasonable. Before our spies surveyed the terrain, the mountain was cracked, and the mountain was even worse. There are countless gullies, and it may not be easy for ordinary medicine farmers to climb up to collect medicine. If it were Xidi's mountain soldiers, perhaps I could still believe that they could climb all the way up!"

The implication is that even if there are masters in the gang, how many people can there be among the dudes in the capital?

The captain in black hesitated for a moment, then looked at Du Lei: "General, think twice!"

A cold light flashed in Du Lei's eyes: "What are you afraid of, don't we still have a secret weapon?"

The blue-clad captain looked at the black-clad captain and smirked: "Why, do you think the people under me are inadequate, or are you worried that I will take the lead?"

Those who can make the first contribution will naturally be promoted to the title in the future, and the glory will be endless.

"What kind of **** are you talking about!" The captain in black was furious, and he raised his whip and tried to draw him.

"You know what I said!" The blue captain sneered.

Du Lei yelled coldly, stretched out his hands and drew two whips on the faces of the two of them: "Shut up, I'm in conflict right now!"

There were two blood stains on their faces, but they both closed their mouths.

"Pass the order, go to Tianyangguan at full speed!" Du Lei shouted coldly.

"Telling!" Everyone clasped their fists together.

The blue cavalry quickly turned on their horses, pulled the reins and galloped away in the other direction, turning up the dust and billowing.

——Lao Tzu is the monthly pass brother who is about to be castrated, tears rushing to the dividing line of three seconds——

Tianyang is closed, and there is a cliff.

The mountains here have experienced a big earth dragon overturned a hundred years ago, cracking everywhere, and because of frequent heavy rains, the soil erosion of the mountains and rocks is serious, and there are almost no large trees that can grow on it. Therefore, the walls of the mountains are pale and pale. There are sore holes, and the shattered sharp stone walls have a strange atmosphere, much like the monster's cave in the legend.

The long wind passed through the gap between the broken rocks, making a sharp whistling sound, and arbitrarily plucked the long hair flying by the cheeks of the person standing on the cliff. A black dress wrapped her slender figure. From a distance, she looked like A touch of ghost shadow on the rocks. The latest chapter of the Charm World Shura, the Blood Moon Killer Consort.

And if you look closely, behind her, the same attired ‘ghost’ is scattered all over the cliff.

She lifted the hat, her cold eyes quietly looked at the communication between the white horizon and the horizon, where billowing dust and smoke swept like the wind.

Xi Liang Mo's eyes curled up with a chuckle at the corners of the mountain's lips: "Sure enough, it's coming."

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, they tend to walk towards the mountains. I don't know if they are too brave or too underestimated.

Jiang Yi said in a low voice behind her: "Little Miss, everything is ready."

Xiliang Mo's eyes were cold and thin, and she raised her hand in a welcoming gesture, and lightly said a weird prayer before the ghost army went to war: "The ghost gate of **** opens, and ask when the king will return to my gate."

...

"stop!"

When he was approaching the front line of the sky, Du Lei suddenly raised his hand, causing everyone to stop at the same time.

He looked at the towering cliff warily, his gaze finally fell on the small road, which was full of large and small gravels, and there was no trace of anyone passing by.

"General, don't you think it's too quiet here?" The captain in black always felt inappropriate, and told him instinctively that this place was very dangerous, perhaps even more dangerous than when they went straight to the main road and confronted the Gyeonggi camp.

After all, Du Lei is a person who has experienced battlefield killings and has an extraordinary sensitivity to danger. He narrowed his eyes and was about to order: "Um... send out spies first..."

"Woo-." A ghostly flute suddenly interrupted his voice.

Flute? !

Someone is playing the flute here. What does this mean?

The sound of the whistling flute made people horrified, as if a ghost hand quietly stroked everyone's backs, making people tremble involuntarily.

Especially the sound of the flute seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to determine where it came from.

The school lieutenant in blue shivered and whispered involuntarily, "Could there be a woodcutter here to collect firewood?"

Du Lei looked around vigilantly and snorted: "A ghost is here to collect firewood, forward camp, go in and investigate!"

Under the general's order, the cavalry of the forward battalion hardened their heads and were about to head towards the sky.

The captain in black suddenly pointed to a figure sitting at the front entrance and said loudly, "General, look, there is someone!"

Du Lei looked over and saw the man in black standing on the rock with a strange bone flute in his hand. It seemed that someone was looking at him, and he suddenly sneered: "General Du, what? God, don't you dare to live it?"

After that, he raised his hand and a cannon sounded, and countless flags and black-clothed figures appeared on the mountain wall, and the bright shadow of the knife glowed with a cold light under the bright sky.

As the sky was already bright, Du Lei could clearly see the man’s blue eyes, and his facial features were clearly not from the Central Plains, but no matter where he was from, appearing here at this time only shows one thing-he is enemy!

"There is no one at nine thousand years old? You sent a foreign dog like you to lead the soldiers." Du Lei sneered. Although he put his hands on his waist, his eyes flashed with relaxation.

After all, if it has been so quiet, he will feel more uneasy and doubt whether there are powerful ambushes on the mountain. When they are halfway away, they will suddenly hurt the killer, push down the rolling stone, and cut off the head and tail of their cavalry. A fierce battle.

But the other party didn't wait for them to enter the sky before they sacrificed their own troops. Only the most stupid generals would do this kind of thing.

And although there are three more flags, and it looks so powerful, in fact, there are not many people in the past.

On the contrary, Du Lei relaxed a little in his heart, snorted contemptuously in his heart, and let a foreigner who knew nothing about military come to lead the battle. The nine-thousand-year-old **** really only played intrigue things, huh!

Samuel was not angry at his words, put away the bone flute, slowly fumbled for the scimitar he had drawn, licked the blade with the tip of his tongue, and looked at him with a bloodthirsty smile: "Let's try. Try my foreigner's sword speed, or your cavalry will be stronger!"

"A group of bluffing idiots, all of them obeyed orders, rushed over, and flattened those idiots!" Du Lei raised his sword and shouted loudly.

"Really!" A group of powerful cavalrymen drew their knives out of their sheaths, the bright knives flashed a cold light in the sun, and they rushed over with their horses and whips.

The seemingly reckless command contained Du Lei's decisive wisdom, and he rushed directly, nine thousand horses roared past, and those horseshoes alone were enough to trample to death all those ambushing in the mountain road, and...,

"Hiss!" In the sound of the horse's sound, the cavalry running at the forefront was rushing into the sky. Suddenly, his right hand was placed in the bag next to his saddle, and he pulled out a strangely shaped crossbow. Quasi on both sides of the cliff.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Countless hooks grabbed the protruding rock in an instant, and then, with the power of this hook and the power of the horse galloping, the group of cavalry immediately flew up and bounced toward the mountain wall.

That group of cavalry clearly had undergone special training. They were all agile like monkeys. With the power of soaring, their toes were a little bit on the mountain wall, one hand grabbed the bizarre crossbow, and the other handed a knife to ambush the mountain with murderous aura. The ghost on the wall was chopped off.

The ghosts seemed to have no idea that the other party would surprise such a surprise attack, completely stunned, and retreated subconsciously.

The hand lifted the knife and fell, the blood was splashing, and the head fell to the ground.

Du Lei was on the front line of the world, listening to the screams from the mountain wall, bloodthirsty pride appeared in his eyes.

In order to deal with the Xidi people, he took great pains to train a group of brave mountain soldiers, and when he received the order from the king of northern Jin to raid the capital, he did enough homework. He had expected that one day he might start from here. A thin line of sky has passed, and now the results are impressive.

"Let those beam jumping clowns die without a place to bury them, kill!" Du Lei's slender eyes shone cold like a snake, raising the long knife in his hand, pulling the reins and rushing to the sky first.

"drive!"

"kill!"

The roar of the nine thousand strong cavalry resounded through the entire valley, rolling up countless dust and sand, with a hideous face, and rushed into the sky with turbulent murderous intent, vowing to make this group of praying man riders regret it.

——Lao Tzu is the dividing line for Jiu Ye to ask for a monthly pass——

When the first rays of blood from the sky dyed the first rays of sunlight on the horizon, there was about to be a splash of noble blood in the Imperial Palace, which opened the prelude to the final slaughter battle for the throne.

There was a curious and tense breath flowing in the air.

The prince Si Chengqian sat on the stone chair of the small pavilion, his expression was a little dignified, and his eyes looked at Si Chengnian who was sitting in a wheelchair and talking with the ministers who were familiar with him, and suddenly said, "Uncle, my palace. I feel that there is something wrong with the sixth brother’s behavior recently. He came back with serious injuries alone like this, and the army has stayed at the border between Xidi and me. Isn’t he not afraid?"

Lu Xiang stared at Si Chengnian sharply, and then sneered: "After all, the Sixth Prince brought three thousand elite soldiers to **** him back to the court. Don’t forget, even if he wants to bring more people back, he must be able to bring him back. It’s true that he has 200,000 troops under his command, but now the border wars are tight. If he brings people back, wouldn’t he be treason?”

What about the three thousand elite soldiers? The prince and he had already privately raised five thousand dead soldiers. The people who built the Qiushan Palace on weekdays would be dead soldiers if necessary. Not to mention that the nine thousand strong cavalry soldiers will soon come to help, and there will be three more after that. An army of two hundred thousand princes!

It's not that Si Chengqian doesn't know this truth, but his intuition tells him that something is wrong, but something is wrong, but he can't tell, he just pondered for a moment: "Our spies lurking in the three thousand elite soldiers have no other intelligence belt. Come back? The sixth brother is not such a rash person."

He even wondered if Si Chengnian was actually injured. Maybe he returned to the capital in the name of being injured, intending to throne?

Lu Xiang naturally knew what Si Chengqian was worried about, but he had already explored it, and even sent his imperial physician to see Si Chengnian’s wound, and shook his head: "The injuries of the six princes are indeed very serious. There is no imperial physician. Thinking of him recovering so quickly."

Si Chengqian frowned, and asked: "The Gyeonggi Camp in the hands of Nine Thousand Years Old heard that it had been sent out yesterday. Has my uncle received any new news?"

Lu Xiang nodded his head this time, a gloomy look flashed under his eyes, and he snorted, "That's true, probably this will be when the fight comes."

He knows the Gyeonggi camp too well. Just like the Forbidden Army, it is the place where the family’s gilded family can have real combat effectiveness. Besides, most of them are the infantry soldiers. If you encounter strong cavalry, you might be able to resist for a while. The strong cavalry was dispersed.

"His Royal Highness has to remain unchanged and respond to all changes. This time, it is good for us to let His Royal Highness ascend the throne smoothly. If there are those who are uninterested, they will naturally suffer as long as you formally accept the North Korean nuclear of the hundred officials. After the people of the Qintian Supervisor told Tiandi, you are the new emperor of the Tiandi, and no one can replace you!" Lu Xiang said, the light in his eyes became more and more blazing, and even a scent of madness.

Si Chengqian looked at him, stretched out his hand to hold Lu Xiang's arm, and his eyes were firm: "Uncle, don't worry, after this palace becomes the throne, he will definitely avenge his mother's clan for this unshakable vengeance, with nine thousand years old. The head of the dog thief pays tribute to his grandparents!"

Lu Xiang paused, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he was about to say something, but suddenly he found that the person they were talking about was coming to them in an age of ambiguity.

"The six princes are here, your Royal Highness will deal with them carefully."

Si Chengqian nodded and looked at Si Chengqian who was being pushed over by the palace in a wheelchair.

"His Royal Highness." Si Chengnian looked at Si Chengqian, and a vain smile appeared on his pale lips: "Besides, Brother Shuchen has been injured recently and cannot salute him."

Si Chengqian looked at the paleness of his face, and his firm face also had a touch of gentleness: "The Six Emperors are polite, you and I are both flesh and blood, because my brother saw that you were seriously injured like this. My heart feels uncomfortable, and now it is the day when the father’s spirit is full and he is about to go to Zhaoling for funeral, why bother about these vain gifts."

Si Chengnian looked at Si Chengqian for a moment, and a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on the corners of his lips: "His Royal Highness is not feeling well because he is worried that his minister's body will recover too quickly?"

Lu Xiang frowned slightly on one side, and said to Si Chengnian: "His Royal Highness, you must pay attention to your words. Now is the day of your majesty's funeral."

Si Chengnian glanced at Lu Xiang and said coldly, "I have a brother-in-law relationship with Huang Brothers. After all, Lu Xiang is an outsider. Can you avoid it?"

Lu Xiang didn't expect him to be so unkind, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Six princes..."

But what he hadn't spoken was suddenly interrupted by the prince Si Chengqian: "Uncle, you will give me two sticks of incense for my father."

Lu Xiang looked at Si Chengqian, and the two looked at each other for a moment before Lu Xiang said in a deep voice: "Alright, it's just the six princes. No matter what you want to say, it depends on your Majesty's departure today. I would like to see my children smashing the wall by their brothers when they walk by themselves."

After all, he walked away.

Si Chengnian looked at Lu Xiang’s back and chuckled lightly, as if muttering to himself: "Lord Lu Xiang really considers you for your Royal Highness. Now that this time has come, I still want me to care about brotherhood, don’t Do you compete with His Royal Highness for the throne?"

Si Chengqian feels that Si Chengnian is a little strange today. No matter whether the brothers are fighting in private, the peace on the surface always has to be maintained well. Now he is so straightforward, he is going to tear it up directly. Face?

An unpleasant gaze flicked across his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, all the other palace members left.

Normally, he has always been highly regarded by Emperor Xuanwen, even if the prince who has made military exploits like Si Chengnian is respectful in front of him, Si Chengqian is annoyed and his face is cold: "Why? Do the Six Emperor Brothers disregard brotherhood and have to fight with their brothers?"

The swords were drawn between the two brothers. Si Chengnian looked at him, and suddenly that kind of vain smile appeared on his face again, but he answered the question not exactly: "Second brother, do you know that sixth brother, the most envied person in my life is you? , Is the most dissatisfied person also you, my mother...cough cough... is your mother’s servant, so I can only be your servant for the rest of my life, even if I exhausted my whole body to fight on the battlefield. Scars, won glory for the father, and sealed the so-called King Dingyuan, and the person who valued him in the eyes of the father is still you. The king sent me far away to the frontier, also to warn me not to have delusions..."

"What are you trying to say?" Si Chengqian looked at him with an unknown premonition in his heart, but he didn't know why.

Si Chengnian ignored his unpleasant expression, and just continued as if muttering to himself: "God knows, what I'm really interested in is never the throne. I worked so hard just to let the father and concubine take care of his mother and concubine more. The cowardly and cowardly mother and concubine have a better life in the palace, but I never knew that such a gentle and indisputable mother and concubine were still dead. Why, is the empress woman so unbearable for our mother and son? She just doesn't look at herself. With the tools in your hand, dare to give birth to the father and the emperor just like her."

Si Chengnian paused and whispered: "Do you know, how much I wish I could get the eyes of your second brother? I envied you, admired you, I begged you to help me protect my mother and concubine, But when I learned of the death of my mother concubine, I thought, one day, I will destroy you and your vicious mother...hehehe..."

As he said, scarlet bloodshot appeared in his eyes, and suddenly he grabbed Si Chengqian's clothes, almost full of hideous expressions.

Si Chengqian listened to him more and more straightforwardly, and finally pushed Si Chengnian away intolerably when he heard it, and angrily reprimanded: "Si Chengnian, you are crazy!"

But Si Chengnian, a wound who didn't even have the strength to stand up, seemed to have such a huge strength that he didn't know where it came from, and he stubbornly pulled Si Chengqian's placket, leaning forward, his eyes were vain, vaguely crazily red. The light flashed, and he chuckled, "Yeah, I'm crazy, I'm going to hell, but..."

Si Chengqian unbearably pushed Si Chengnian away with an internal force: "Si Chengnian!"

This time Si Chengnian was pushed aside by him and rolled down from the wheelchair. When he landed on the ground, he let out a very painful groan: "Ah...Your Royal Highness!"

The voice seemed to drain all his energy, but everyone who heard it could hear how painful he was.

Si Chengqian was impatient, and only said that he was playing a bitter trick here to win the sympathy of the courtiers. He looked at Si Chengnian who was trembling on the ground and said angrily: "Don't be pretentious!"

"His Royal Highness Six!" The palace attendant next to Si Chengnian watched his master land, and immediately ran over with a pale face, and hurriedly went to help his master.

But the next moment, the two palace people instantly screamed in horror: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Si Chengqian widened his eyes in disbelief at the moment he saw Si Chengnian who was helped by the palace man: "This is--!"

"Killed, the prince killed...Killed the sixth prince!" The palace people screamed in a timely manner that everyone could hear.

The air condensed almost instantly, and everyone looked at the place where Si Chengqian was.

Si Chengqian looked at the dagger stuck in Si Chengnian's left chest. The bright red blood set off the snow-white filial attire on his chest. It seemed almost shocking.

Si Chengnian covered his chest with an expression of extreme pain on his face, his body began to twitch, and blood was slowly dripping from the corners of his mouth. He trembled and stretched out his fingers to hold Si Chengqian intermittently, as if exhausted. Said: "His Royal Highness...why..."

He looked at Si Chengqian as if it were so painful, but there was a smile in his eyes, a very cold, cruel smile, that smile almost instantly frozen Si Chengqian's body and mind.

Before Si Chengnian finished speaking, he could no longer move, and his hands softened, but his eyes were already looking at Si Chengqian. He lost his focus emptyly, and there was no longer a trace of anger from a living person. It seemed to be filled with resentment.

Si Chengqian can almost read what he wants to say from his eyes-Huangquanbiluo, I am waiting for you in hell!

Everyone stared stiffly at the **** scene in front of him. The blood of the Sixth Prince was constantly flowing out along the wound on his chest, slowly flowing down the steps, like a winding stream, that A bright red color flows across the white paper money on the ground. The red and white are distinct, becoming the brightest color in everyone's minds, which will not be forgotten many years later.

The noble prince seemed to be reluctant to leave his father alone. He pursued his father's gaze throughout his life, but his father's gaze will always fall on the most noble child he gave birth to. No matter whether it is gentle or stern, he will not look at him. This lonely prince, from infancy to adolescence, to youth, he finally stopped pursuing, but used the most decisive way to vent his long backlog of anger at his father’s funeral, and also used his own blood. Cursed the noble brother.

In the future, more blood will join the thin stream, flowing into a meandering river, engulfing everyone and rushing towards the Styx.

Bailiqing sat under the promenade and watched as the sky was completely boiling. The crowd flocked to that place, and everyone's faces were full of panic, gloating, doubts, fear, and contempt.

Seeing Lu Xiang's face and her face like a white paper, Princess Taiping hurried to the scene of the murder with her skirt. She even stumbled, and then hoarsely ordered people to maintain order, calling the imperial doctor, and instantly chaos. It became a pot of porridge.

Bailiqing looked at the coffin not far away, and chuckled lightly, with a cold and cold smile: "Ten brother, your emperor personally sacrificed your funeral with your heart and blood. Is there a better sacrifice than this? ?"

Father Lian, who was dressed in a gray plain uniform, stood beside Bailiqing at some unknown time, and said softly: "Just now I received a report from the spies, and the young lady's team has already met Du Lei's."

Bailiqing gave a faint hum, and stroked the gorgeous silver armor set on her tail finger: "Our play should officially begin."

——Lao Tzu has recently reached the end of the month, and the competition is fierce, so the monthly ticket brother has a very high exit rate.

The news that His Royal Highness the prince killed his sixth brother at the funeral of the first emperor in order to fight for the throne made most people look weird and pale.

And the old-fashioned people at Yushitai are already pale. They are all supporters of the crown prince ascending the throne, but they did not think that the prince, who has always been mature and respectful and of high moral character, would actually show his'fangs' at this time, so hideous. The face makes them regret it.

but……

The Sanqing Hall was silent.

"His Royal Highness will never kill His Highness the Sixth Prince!" Lu Xiangye said coldly and sternly. The stiffness of his clenched fists and back showed his inner anxiety.

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——I thought it could be done, but both lines are fighting at the same time, so... I’m still cheeky to ask for a monthly pass bird~