The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

The old king watched this scene, his entire face turned pale for a moment.

He staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, the second prince stood behind him and held him in time, "Father!"

"It's over... it's... it's... it's all destroyed..." The old king looked at the painting in a daze, "The scroll handed down from his ancestors was destroyed like this..."

"The guard! The guard! Catch the saboteur!" the second prince shouted sharply.

At this time, the attendant had already rushed to the door with the guard.

However, just as the guards were about to rush in, the study door that had been wide open suddenly closed!

"His Majesty!"

The guards were stopped at the door and began to slap the door and exclaimed. It is dangerous for the king and prince to be trapped inside, and they must immediately upgrade their vigilance.

For so many years, the royal family hasn't had a big setback, and it has never encountered such a situation. The sudden change caused the guards in the palace to panic for a while.

In the large study room, the old king, the second prince and the attendants were also panicked.

"How come this door suddenly closed! Go and see!" The second prince shouted at the attendant.

The two attendants checked and tried to open the door from the inside, but found that it could not be opened.

"The door won't open, there should be something wrong with the door lock mechanism!"

"What should I do, I can't get out!"

In the large study room, everyone was caught in anxiety.

At this moment, there is still an important banquet held in the auditorium, and the participants are all people who have a decisive position in the empire.

Panicked outside, Yan Chenxi was always calm in the big study, and the pen in her hand was lightly dipped in ink.

Writing, painting, playing piano and chess are all things she used to pass the time when she was bored, so she didn't like too many people to interrupt her.

"Let the outside be quieter." The girl's sweet voice sounded, her eyebrows frowned, and she glanced at the desperate old king.

"You!" The second prince was angry, "I have lived so long, this is the first time I have seen a bold and unruly person like you!"

The old king leaned on the second prince, looking at the painting on the table with anguish, watching Yan Chenxi paint it stroke by stroke.

But gradually, he discovered the strangeness, a pair of desperate eyes gradually became radiant.

The second prince's attention was not on the painting, all on Yan Chenxi. At this time, he also found something wrong.

If this girl is really an accomplice of the eldest prince, then something should be done now.

But she didn't do anything, just stood there and painted.

draw?

The second prince thought, his eyes turned to the top of the picture scroll, and his face was startled.

This painting... is about to be painted soon!

"You... how do you..."

"To shut up!"

The old king straightened up and severely interrupted the second prince who wanted to speak.

I saw that the face of the old king at this moment no longer had the despair and paleness as before. On the contrary, there was light in his eyes, and he walked towards the table step by step.

"Father!" The second prince wanted to tell the old king of danger.

As a result, the old king glared at him with angry eyes, "Shut up!"

The second prince closed his mouth angrily and followed behind the old king.

Outside the door, the riots continued. The old king immediately reacted and said to the attendant, "Tell the outside, the alarm is lifted, let them do what they should do!"