Along the road, I saw the various celebration decorations hanging on the road that were not destroyed, and there were no signs of killing along the way.

Boerhu and Zhen Wenhe looked at each other and felt completely relieved.

The group of five people entered the palace smoothly.

At the foot of the Changsheng Palace, Yu Nan and the Da Diao Temple in the palace stopped and asked the three of them to enter the palace by themselves.

The long steps in front of the Hall of Eternity are like a road that rises straight upward. It starts from the low point and leads to the peak of Beiyuan's power.

Xue Rui has walked this road many times, but never once was as relaxed and excited as today.

Awe and anxiety disappeared with the death of his father Xue Lu. Now is their era.

For Boerhu and Zhen Wenhe, it is a new experience.

Power is born awesome. Looking at the long steps in front of you, Boerhu and Zhen Wenhe held their breath and slowly climbed up.

The three of them walked into the hall side by side, and when they looked up, they were all stunned on the spot.

Qi Xue Wei from the left and right separated them from the ministers, and Qi Xue Wei from the door quickly blocked the retreat.

Zhen Wenhe, the only cultivator among the three, changed his expression. His old face showed anger. He stomped his feet and rushed towards the throne in the center of the hall.

The anger of a practitioner in the Heaven Realm of Inquiry has nothing to do with power or status. As long as you are an ordinary person, you will definitely not be able to bear it.

But Xue Yong didn't even tremble in his eyes, and he sat in his seat with a smile on his lips.

An inexplicable wind blew over the screen behind the throne. When the wind stopped, Zhen Wenhe had broken his dantian and his meridians were completely broken. His face was covered with pain, but also deep doubts.

Seeing this scene, Xue Rui suddenly remembered the rumor that had been among the royal family.

It is said that there has always been a master in the deep palace. He has a dragon that is not seen, his name or appearance, but he always takes action when the inheritance of the Xue family royal family is under fatal threat. Could it be that he is the one who takes action at this moment?

Xue Yong's next actions confirmed his thoughts.

Xue Yong, wearing an imperial robe, stood up, faced the back, bowed deeply, and a muffled voice nodded softly.

Xue Rui's knees softened instantly, "Xue Rui kowtows to Your Majesty."

A ruthless person is not only cruel to others, but also to himself.

Xue Yong smiled and said, "Don't worry, since Xue Ming can tolerate you, I, as an elder, have no reason to not tolerate you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xue Ming hurriedly knelt on the ground, as if he had been granted a general amnesty.

Xue Yong waved his hand, "Don't rush to thank me. If you want to stand on this boat, you have to break with another boat, right? What do you think?"

Xue Rui immediately stood up, pulled out a scimitar from the waist of a cowardly Xue Wei beside him, and turned around and stabbed it into Boerhu's belly, who was still confused.

The tiger general of Li Bingshan covered his stomach and slowly fell down in a daze. When he was dying, his lips were still slowly opening and closing, as if asking where his highness had gone.

The ministers took a breath, and the third prince's sinisterness was indeed well-deserved.

Xue Yong expressed his appreciation, "Since all of them have been solved, let's do it together."

Xue Rui did not hesitate and walked towards Zhen Wenhe with a knife.

As Xue Ming's number one strategist, Zhen Wenhe's mind is much more useful than Borsh. When he saw Xue Yong sitting on the throne, he knew that most of his highness had been killed, and that Yu Nan must be the key figure among them.

He held up with difficulty, looked at Xue Rui walking step by step, and said in a deep voice: "The Third Prince..."

Hearing these three words, Xue Rui immediately rushed forward quickly and cut off Zhen Wenhe's head with one knife, making it impossible for those possible heart-killing words to express.

The blood on the scimitar slowly dripped on the ground, gathered with the blood flowing from Zhen Wen and the neck, and flowed into the hearts of the ministers and clans in the palace.

Xue Rui used his ruthlessness to dye everyone's hearts a red shadow.

Xue Yong stood up and said, "Let's go back home and wait. The reward will come soon. As long as you do what you should do, I will give you what you want."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Xue Rui stood up and was about to retreat, but suddenly a light of inspiration flashed in his mind and knelt on the ground again, "Please send someone to take over the troops outside the city."

"Haha, since you are so anxious, then follow you."

Xue Yong spoke with a smile and sent a confidant from Prince Yong's Mansion to go with Xue Rui.

really!

Xue Rui, who was sweating in a cold sweat, quickly said that he wrote a handwritten book and took out the token and handed it to others. He did not leave the city to avoid suspicion.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yong waved his hand indifferently and asked him to go with him.

When Xue Rui and the confidant left the north gate and came to the base of the sea of ​​Yinjiasha, the vest was cold again.

I saw nearly 40,000 troops surrounded the 20,000 troops he brought. Even if I still had the same intention, it would be impossible to take the opportunity to escape.

Recalling the horror moment in the hall just now, Xue Rui's throat rolled and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, full of joy for the remnant of the disaster.

When he handed over the family that he had accumulated hard, his heart felt relaxed.

Of course, only God knows how long this emotion will last. If you calm down for a long time in the future, will there be any other thoughts?

At the same time, outside the camp where the Libing Mountain soldiers were stationed in the south, they were surrounded by another large army of more large groups, and a group of elite cavalrymen came from the army.

Gelen, who was extremely powerful, took the lead. Two guards behind him carried a head and went straight into the army's tent and welcomed Xue Lu's coffin away.

The overall situation was settled, and the west gate was opened, and the old prince and Ma Qi escorted Xue Lu's coffin into the city of immortality.

Looking at everything that had been missing in the City of Changsheng, Ma Qi was quite lucky.

Xue Yong led the royal ministers to stand solemnly outside the palace gate to welcome Xue Lu's coffin.

When Ma Qi looked at Xue Yong and the old prince's tacit understanding, he was not only admired but also admired him.

Fortunately, his contributions were not bad, and Xue Yong also praised him very much, and promised that there would be rewards that satisfies him.

Only then did the royal family and ministers present guess what happened. It turned out that King Yong, oh no, Your Majesty’s layout is so far-reaching that the second prince is not unfair to lose!

Soon, Xue Lu's coffin was welcomed into the palace. After three days of guarding, he would be escorted to the Konoha Mountain Royal Tomb for burial.

After arranging the candidate for the wake, the rest of the talents were finally able to return to their homes.

This day is a day worth digesting.

It's also a day worth planning.

The big pattern changes, but there are countless small pattern waiting for the dust to settle down below.

In the secret room of Prince Yong’s Mansion, the narrow breathable window is only enough for a small oil lamp.

The oil lamp was placed on the table, and the light was dim, illuminating the shadow at the desk on the wall very majestic.

He gently put down the brush in his hand and rubbed his sore eyes. After staying in such light for a long time, it would not feel good even if he was a practitioner.

With the shimmer light from the breathable window, I looked at the sky and saw that the dust had already settled there.

Things are finally getting better step by step.

This is pretty good.

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"Empress! Your Majesty is back to the palace!"

A palace maid sent out to inquire about the news hurriedly came to report the news.

Mingfei's eyes brightened instantly, with an elusive smile on her face, and lazily ordered: "Fire incense and take a bath."

The heat is rising, the back is full of grace, and there are few people.

When Mingfei, wearing a close-fitting silk robe and a long gauze dress, walked out, the bright light immediately glorified the entire palace.

She watched as she waved all the palace maids in the house back, leaving only one close friend.

Relying on the soft collapse, Mingfei raised her slender jade legs, and the silk robe immediately slid down her soft skin, revealing a dazzling whiteness, "You said, am I beautiful?"

The confidant palace maid hurriedly said, "The Empress is beautiful and beautiful, and it is a beautiful person in the world."

"What a pity, such a beautiful woman has become a widow, and she is lonely for half her life." Concubine Ming sighed quietly, and the palace maid lowered her eyebrows and didn't dare to talk to her.

"Do you think the Cui girl in Prince Jing's mansion is qualified to be the queen of Brother Ming?" After being asked directly, the palace maid naturally did not dare to pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore. She carefully thought about the intention of her grandmother's questioning and said carefully: "That depends on whether Your Majesty can look at her."

"Oh, I'm really good at speaking!" Concubine Ming slowly lowered her long legs and looked at her, "Let me turn around and let Your Majesty take you away, and I'll give you a concubine."

The palace maid kneeled on the ground and said excitedly: "Thank you for your kindness!"

The Mingfei leaned back proudly, and the night was blurred, the lights were brilliant, and the beauty was beautiful.

"Your Majesty is here!" A sharp shout suddenly sounded outside the palace.

Concubine Ming knelt on the soft carpet and said softly: "Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Get what you want!" She said this meaningful sentence while smiling and looking up, but saw a meaningful smile on Xue Yong's face.

"Why is it you!!!" Concubine Ming screamed and retreated repeatedly.

Xue Yong smiled and said, "I dressed so coquettishly, but I was actually waiting for my son. It's interesting and interesting."

"Where is my brother Ming! How did you do him!" Concubine Ming retreated halfway, then suddenly realized it and rushed towards Xue Yong.

Xue Yong grabbed her white wrist that was stretching over and bent down, "Either die with him or accompany me to be prosperous and prosperous, choose one?"

Mingfei fell to the ground, and the spring scenery suddenly burst out.

In the night, I don’t know how long it took, but the satisfied Xue Yong tidied up his clothes and walked out.
To be continued...