In front of the Third Prince's Mansion, the emperor descended, and the pressure of heaven and earth suddenly sank.

Facing the seven-star Demon Emperor pressing step by step, a black token appeared in Xuanqing's hand. Suddenly, the aura of the emperor spread, blocking the seven-star Demon Emperor.

"Demon Emperor Order!"

When Qi Yao and Bahuang saw the black token in the former's hand, their expressions were sunk. Unexpected variables made them hesitate.

Seeing the Demon Emperor's order is like seeing the Demon Emperor's original order, Kunyi Demon Emperor's order, even if they cannot easily violate it.

"If the two emperor uncles do something bad, you might as well wait until your father returns before making a decision. Now, please don't make things difficult for your nephew."

Xuan Qing looked at the two demon emperors in the void and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

A cold color flashed in the eyes of the Seven Stars Demon Emperor. After a few breaths, he raised his right hand and thousands of demonic energy surged.

In the sky, the Eight Demon Emperors saw this and took a step forward and instantly came forward.

"Don't be impulsive."

The Eight Demon Emperor reminded in a voice, "He now has the Demon Emperor Order of the Emperor. Now we attack him, as if offending the Emperor's Majesty, it is not worth the loss. It is better to temporarily put him under house arrest and wait for the Emperor's brother to come back and let the Emperor deal with it personally."

After hearing this, the Seven Stars Demon Emperor looked colder and snorted coldly. He waved his right hand, and most of the demonic energy dissipated, and the remaining demonic breath spread. He drew the ground into a prison, completely sealing the entire Third Prince's Mansion.

"From today, you will not be allowed to leave the house."

After the words came, the Seven Stars Demon Emperor looked at the third prince below indifferently again, turned around and stepped into the void, and disappeared.

"Xuanqing, please do it yourself."

The Eight Demon Emperor said lightly, but did not stay any more. His figure gradually dispersed and left the imperial city.

Seeing the two demon emperors leave, Xuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief below. Even with the Demon Emperor's order to protect him, facing the two imperial powerhouses, this kind of pressure is still unbearable.

Around the prince's mansion, the demonic energy surged and kept coiling, blocking all retreat paths, unable to enter or exit.

The demonic obstacles surrounding Xuanqing did not change much in their expression. He had already guessed this result, and it would be better to save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In front of the Prince's Mansion, the imperial guards retreated one after another, and the Demon Emperor personally took action to block the Prince's Mansion. There was no need for them to stay.

Before leaving, the four imperial guards saw the white-clothed prince in front of the prince's mansion, and all had doubts in their expressions. Although so many things have happened these days, the third prince has barely saved himself, but it still has caused great trouble to himself. What is the purpose of the third prince doing these things?

Is it just to attack the power of the eldest prince?

The four imperial guards left with questions. Now that the imperial city is in chaos, they will have a lot of things to deal with, and they cannot waste time here.

On the streets of Huangcheng, after seeing what happened in front of the Third Prince's Mansion in the distance, Ning Chen smiled coldly and turned around and left.

The two demon emperors really failed to take Xuan Qing away. The third prince could stand firm in this cruel struggle for imperial power, so he was not an incompetent person.

In the Jiuyou Palace and the King's Palace, the demonic energy surged. After the farce in the imperial city, Xuan Jiuyou's body also faded away and disappeared.

The incarnation of the Demon Ancestor Land, Qi Yao and Eight Desolates, the two Demon Emperors, returned, and their aura disappeared into their original body, and their pressure gradually subsided.

"Father, uncle!"

Xuan Zhen looked at the surging demonic energy ahead and said in a deep voice, "Can the death of the fifth and twelfth brothers be forgotten like this!"

"If you can find evidence of Xuanqing's trauma of the prince, I and your uncle can naturally make the decision for you. If you can't, there is no need to say more."

Deep in the ancestral land, the voice of the Eight Demon Emperors came out. After a moment, a powerful force swept away, directly shaking Xuan Zhen in the ancestral land. Outside the ancestral land, Xuan Zhen staggered to the ground, his eyes looking ahead, becoming more and more gloomy.

No matter what, he never expected that things would turn out like this. Now that the twelfth brother is dead, who can prove that the third brother is the murderer!

The anger was hard to suppress. Xuan Zhen clenched his fists, his nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped down.

After a long time, Xuan Zhen turned around and walked towards the imperial city.

Since the two demon emperors cannot uphold justice for him, he can only use his own methods to cure his body with his own way.

"Boom"

Above the sky, muffled thunder was shattered. After the thunder, heavy rain poured down and fogged the whole world.

"Ah, it's raining."

In the third prince's mansion, Shi Qing ran to the hall with her head in her arms, staring at the heavy rain in front of her, and said anxiously, "Your Highness did not bring an umbrella when you go out."

On the side, Shi Yu turned around and walked into the hall, took a grease paper umbrella, and quickly walked out of the hall.

"Wait for me!"

Seeing this, Shiqing hurried back to the hall, took a paper umbrella and rushed into the heavy rain.

On the streets of Huangcheng, white-haired figures walked forward, and the heavy rain fell, wetting all over the plain clothes.

"Your Highness."

In the rain curtain, Shiyu walked up quickly and covered the umbrella on the former's head.

Seeing the two, Ning Chen smiled and said, "Let's go, go home."

The three of them walked forward and gradually disappeared into the rain.

"boom!"

In the sky, thunder pierces the sky, and the lightning is dazzling, illuminating the dim world.

“Prepare for action.”

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Under the dim rain curtain, black figures were half kneeling, and everyone's body was filled with demonic energy, extremely powerful.

In front, Xuan Zhen looked at the sky gradually getting darker, and the murderous intent in his eyes became clearer and clearer.

In the imperial city, Xuan Mo looked back and looked at the sky, frowned slightly.

What an ominous premonition, he always felt that something was going to happen tonight.

At the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, night fell, Ning Chen sat quietly in the hall, under the lights, a scroll of portraits spread out on the table, the beautiful woman was as beautiful as a flower, which was fascinating.

"Xinyu, wait a little longer."

Ning Chen looked at the woman on the painting and said with a gentle expression, "One thousand years is not too long. Your husband is about to enter the world of the world and live longer. He can wait until you come back, but."

Speaking of this, Ning Chen glanced at his white hair and smiled, "I'm old. At that time, you may not recognize your husband."

The beating lights reflected the beautiful woman on the scroll. In front of the lights, the figure in plain clothes was the same as before. However, the white hair on his head expressed the ruthlessness of the years.

Over the past century, the flower has grown early.

"Your Highness."

Outside the hall, Shi Yu came and brought a bowl of ginger soup, saying, "Your Highness just suffered from the cold, let's drink some ginger soup."

Ning Chen came to his senses, looked at the woman in front of him, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you, let it go, you and Shi Qing also drink a bowl each to drive away the cold."

"Um"

Shiyu nodded and said, "Where is Shiqing, I will send you there later. Your Highness will drink it first. It won't work if it gets cold."

Ning Chen smiled helplessly, took the ginger soup and drank it all in one gulp, then put the bowl back and said, "Okay, go quickly."

"I'll leave."

Shi Yuying gave a gift and turned around and left.

In the backyard and in the wing room, Shi Qing sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, staring bored and dazed, and laughing foolishly from time to time.

With a creaking sound, the door opened, Shiyu walked over with ginger soup, looked at Shiqing on the bed, and said, "Shiqing, come and drink a bowl of ginger soup."

"Have you drunk?"

Shi Qing raised her head, looked at the former, and asked curiously.

“Drink.”

Shi Yu replied softly.

"Just drink it."

Shi Qing smiled happily, took the ginger soup and started drinking it.

Soon, Shiqing finished drinking the ginger soup, put down the bowl, and smiled silly, "Shiyu, what is Your Highness doing?"

“Look at the portrait.”

Shiyu put away the bowl and replied.

"portrait?"

Shi Qing asked curiously, "Is it still the very beautiful sister?"

"Um"

Shiyu nodded and said.

Shi Qing showed envy on her face and said, "I don't know who that sister is, but she actually makes her so concerned."

Shi Yu shook her head gently and said, "I don't know either. Maybe it's Your Highness's sweetheart."

"oh"

Shi Qing responded lightly and said with a smile, "I used to think that the saint of the fox clan is the most beautiful person in the world. Now, I think the person in your highness is the best."
To be continued...