"Not necessarily!" Xuanyuan Jue coldly threw out two words, "you are not really at ease. There are many schools in North Vietnam. Once your life experience is exposed, no one will support you."

Murongjia played with the jade finger on his finger, snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "you are really considerate for me."

"King Gong has been killed in the war with Donglan, and the whole army has been destroyed. You put this account on King Jiangxia. So, after all these years, you have tried your best to get rid of King Jiangxia, not for national enmity, but for personal hatred."

Murongjia's face gradually became ugly. He really underestimated xuanyuanjue. Could he even find out such a secret?

"Over the years, you've put a lot of people in my court, haven't you?"

Xuanyuanjue did not deny that, "it's the same with each other."

Murongjia suddenly laughs. The king of Jiangxia is his enemy who killed his father. As a son of man, he can't kill his enemy with his hand. He is really ashamed to be a son of man. He has made every effort, including Anning Princess and Wang Tianqing, who are sent to Donglan one after another. The ultimate goal is to get rid of Baili Changqing. However, none of them has achieved his wish, so he has to rely on xuanyuanjue's hand.

"What are you laughing at?" Xuanyuanjue looked at him calmly.

Murongjia stopped laughing and looked at xuanyuanjue sympathetically. "Now there are only two roads in front of you, one is the death of Baili snow, the other is the death of Baili Changqing. It must be very difficult to choose?"

"Not at all!" Xuanyuanjue said decidedly, "I won't choose any of them."

Murongjia's face darkened. "What do you want?"

Xuanyuanjue sneered, "since you've come all the way to congratulate the little emperor and grandson, our palace will naturally do its best to treat you well."

"Xuanyuanjue, don't you think you can really house arrest this palace?" Murongjia also sneered, "do you think our palace has not been on guard this time?"

Xuanyuanjue didn't like it. "This is on the site of our palace. No one is allowed to be presumptuous. So is murongjia."

Murongjia fixed his eyes on xuanyuanjue, and a smile appeared on his lips. "I'll tell you one more thing. I want to take the blood of the saint. Unless the saint is willing, under any coercion or threat, the blood of the saint is just ordinary blood. It's useless. You won't take bailixue's life to risk, will you?"

"What's the difficulty in wanting empress Yin to be willing?" "It's better for you to worry about yourself now," xuanyuanjue said

Murongjia naturally knew the mother's ability. He believed that as long as he had the card of bailixue who was under the curse, he would not worry about xuanyuanjue's obedience.

Seeing that xuanyuanjue didn't mean to be soft, he didn't worry. Instead, he stretched himself lazily and yawned, "xuanyuanjue, take your time. I'm not in a hurry. The eastern palace in North Vietnam has been living for a long time, and it's hard to avoid some boredom. It's good to change your taste in your palace."

"Take him down." In the fight, a game of chess has been finished. Murongjia sees that in this game, he has lost.

Murongjia smiles and says to Qilin Erwei, "our palace is very picky. Remember to give us the best things. Otherwise, our palace will be very unhappy. If we are unhappy, you should be punished."

My grandfather was very surprised when he heard the news. He did not expect that there was a saint in the world. The blood of the saint is very precious. It is possible that she can really defuse the curse.

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