"Jia Mi!"

Sima Ying shouted, waved his sleeves, walked straight up, and finally stopped less than three meters away from Jia Mi.

"What is this, Your Majesty?"

Although Jia Mi was a little scared just now, when he changed his mind, he became a little angry.

Although I, Jia Mi, am not a prince, in Luoyang, even a prince must respect him and be afraid of him.

Even King Zhao Sima Lun had to be respectful when he saw him. You, King of Chengdu, are Sima Lun's descendants. How dare you be so arrogant?

Sima Ying sneered. He had long been unhappy with Jia Mi, but now that he saw this guy being so rude to Sima Yu, he simply used the topic to make fun of it.

"As a minister, you have made repeated mistakes. Not only did you compete with His Highness the Crown Prince, but you actually dared to defeat His Highness. Jia Mi, do you think you have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?"

"The only way to win in chess is to win or lose. If your highness is not good at chess, how can you be surprised if you lose?"

When Jia Mi said these words, not only did Sima Ying frown, but Sima Yu's face also became ugly.

The honeysuckle honey tea was still in Sima Yu's hand, but at this time, the refreshing honey tea could no longer calm the anger in Sima Yu's heart.

The kid from the Jia family is simply too much of a bully!

Sima Yu was concerned about his face and had all kinds of worries in his heart, so of course it was difficult to speak, but Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu, was different.

Although he is currently restricted by Jia Nanfeng, as long as he doesn't do anything unscrupulous, even Jia Nanfeng can't deal with him.

Between offending Jia Nanfeng and gaining Sima Yu's gratitude, Sima Ying chose the latter without hesitation.

After all, the prince is a member of the Sima family. How dare you, a foreigner, harm the face of the prince of my imperial family?

That's so brave.

Sima Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, gradually becoming a little dangerous.

Anyone who is familiar with Sima Ying knows that he has become really angry.

"The servant below is guilty of this, and there is no courtesy. For this crime alone, I can kill you on the spot."

Kill?

Jia Mi sneered, he was not the kind of person who would let others bully him.

"King of Chengdu, I see you..."

Before Jia Mi could say the cruel words, he quickly took two steps back and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

He looked around, as if looking for something to defend himself.

The reason why Jia Mi looked like this was that after Sima Ying finished her harsh words, she walked straight to the Jiaguan sword stand and picked up the long sword at the bottom.

Clang!

The sword was unsheathed, and Jia Mi casually dropped the scabbard on the ground. His eyes looked at Jia Mi with a cold expression.

At this moment, he was already murderous.

It is true that Jia Nanfeng controls the government, but he is of Emperor Wu's blood and the brother of the master of the empire. He simply does not believe what Jia Nanfeng dares to do to him?

He was just relegated to some desolate place.

"Jia Mi, don't you have a clever mouth? Why don't you continue talking to me now?"

Gulu...

Jia Mi swallowed secretly, and sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

He had been searching for a long time but could not find any suitable self-defense items.

Looking at Sima Ying's eyes, he completely believed that this guy would kill him with a sword.

Among the kings, Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu, was the most domineering.

Nothing he does seems strange.

Jia Mi secretly regretted:

I had known earlier that I would not be in the limelight, but now that I have provoked this ruthless man, I have to risk my life on the crown prince's womb...

Jia Mi turned to look at the prince Sima Yu. Looking at Sima Yu's eyes, Jia Xu knew in his heart that even if he asked Sima Yu for help, it would be of no use.

This kid might want to kill him more than Sima Ying.

Phew~

Leaning against the bookshelf, Jia Mi held a scroll of bamboo slips in her right hand and tried to calm herself down.

There is no use in panicking, and there is no use in begging for mercy. If you want to live, you have to scare the King of Chengdu.

Jia Mi tapped the wooden frame slowly and regularly with his left hand, and he soon came up with a good idea.

It's not that easy for me to die!

"The king is holding a sword in Jiaguan, does he want to kill the prince?" Jia Mi asked sharply.

Kill the prince?

Not only did Sima Ying laugh, but Sima Yu also burst into laughter.

"Uncle Huang obviously wants to kill you, how could he kill me?"

Seeing the prince speak, Jia Mi's tense expression relaxed a lot.

What he fears most is that the prince will not speak.

"Although the King of Chengdu did not want to kill His Highness, he sacrificed his sword in Jiaguan without His Highness's permission. Doesn't this mean that His Highness the Crown Prince is not being taken seriously?"

Sima Ying was stunned for a moment, then waved her sword in anger.

"Jia Mi, I think you are used to being domineering. You can say anything. My blood with the prince is thicker than water. How can I allow you to provoke me? Besides, I am killing you for His Highness. How can I not let His Highness go?"

In the eyes."

Although Sima Ying's words were harsh, her steps were much slower.

Jia Mi felt happy, but had a ferocious expression on his face.

"Are you killing me for His Highness? You want His Highness's reputation to be damaged, so you want to kill me with the sword of the Crown Prince, so that my aunt will hate the Crown Prince and plunge the world into turmoil. Sima Ying, what's wrong with you?

Can be punished."

"nonsense!"

Sima Ying immediately shouted loudly.

He was a little confused by Jia Mi's words and bit his lip gently. Sima Ying was ready to kill this guy with a sword.

"After I kill you, let's see if your corpse can still talk."

After saying this, Sima Ying grabbed her sword and rushed forward.

Jia Mi's face showed a little panic, but his tone was still very steady.

"Your Highness, if I die in the Crown Prince's palace, the Queen will not think that I was killed by the King of Chengdu, but will think that I was killed by His Highness. If Your Highness really wants to kill an innocent hero, then let the King of Chengdu kill me.

That’s all.”

Hero?

Not guilty?

Sima Ying walked faster.

This shameless thief!

"Uncle Emperor."

The expressions on Sima Yu's face changed one after another, and finally he called Sima Ying softly.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

The King of Chengdu paused, and his sword was less than three inches away from Jia Mi.

"Jia Mi really deserves to die, but he shouldn't die in the palace of the crown prince, let alone the emperor's uncle himself."

Thinking of Jia Nanfeng, Sima Yu felt a wave of irritability in his heart.

This woman is extremely rude and can do anything. If she is displeased, how can he reap the rewards?

"Your Highness, the matter has come to this. It is like water that has been thrown out. It cannot be taken back. The person must be killed. Your Highness must not hesitate at this time."

Sima Yu frowned slightly, feeling that what Sima Ying said made sense.

Jia Mi secretly cried out in his heart that something was wrong and quickly knelt down.

"Your Highness, Jia Mi is no better than a common man in the temple. Even if he wants to harm His Highness, he is powerless. What's more, the words spoken by the King of Chengdu today are like enlightenment, making me understand that Your Highness is the crown prince of Jin Dynasty. How can I compare it to you? Today

If I can survive, I will kneel at His Highness's feet one day and will never dare to do such a domineering thing again."

"this..."

Sima Yu frowned slightly.

At this moment, Crown Prince Gongchun's servant shot Sun Lu in the ear and whispered beside Sima Yu:
To be continued...