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Chapter four hundred and twenty second dark battle

The two Si Xiu didn't dare to say much when they saw that King Ying was in a bad mood.

Then King Ying asked again, "Who has King Xiang sent there?"

He and King Xiang had the highest reputation for usurping the throne, but the relationship between them was once good, but later they went further and further.

Especially after the Wei family assassination incident, the relationship between the two became even worse.

Someone from the King Jing’s Mansion also guessed something, and the male Si Xiu smiled bitterly, "I really don’t know this."

"That's to send someone," King Ying snorted coldly, looked up at the surroundings, "Will Master Liu come in and sit?"

There was no reaction around.

But the people present didn't dare to speak and just sat quietly.

After a long time, a gentle voice rang out over the courtyard, like a silver bell. "I already know this. Your Highness is just going to work hard. I want to inform the palace of this."

Li Yongsheng couldn't help but be amazed: It turned out that King Ying had worshipped a woman as his teacher?

Not long after, the servants from the King of Ying came to report, "The Lord Yousi has left."

"He always wants to tell the Tian family," King Ying sighed, very excited.

Then, Zhao Xinxin asked a question that Li Yongsheng wanted to ask, "Can our defense prevent the True Lord's spying?"

"This is the prince's mansion, of course there is no problem," King Ying replied very simply, but the next moment, he felt a little full of words, and he would inevitably add, "If he doesn't want to be discovered by us."

Can thieves and robbers be the same? Li Yongsheng felt a little worried about laughing, "I guess he doesn't want to be discovered."

The True Lord couldn't hear the following words, but everyone suddenly realized that there seemed to be nothing to say.

After a while, Li Yongsheng spoke again, "Yousi Zhenjun, is it a woman?"

"Luckily he couldn't hear it," King Ying glanced at him, "Or you would be dead!"

It turns out that this Yousi Zhenjun is a man. He was born on the banks of the Hoshui River. His real name is Liu Hu. He has a flirtatious temperament and a bit confused personality. Sometimes he is as heroic as a man, and sometimes as delicate as a daughter's house.

But it is such a person who is most suitable to infer the secrets of heaven. He has the care of women and the brains of men, so the Zhao family used a huge amount of resources to build a true king.

He taught the King of England and had a bit of a master-disciple relationship, but he was even more convinced that the royal family would not be as good as he is without the support of the Zhao family.

Zhao Xinxin spoke, "What do you think about Father, Thirteenth Brother?"

"What do I think? Is it very important?" King Ying smiled disapprovingly, "The key is to see what the Tian family thinks. Master Liu has returned to Shuntian."

"The Third Emperor said that he is innocent," Zhao Xinxin frowned slightly, "Do we just let the Tian family make trouble? I think we should always give him a chance to defend himself."

After all, women are emotional animals. She looked at her thirteenth brother, and her father was also suffering from such unrestrained disasters, so she instinctively developed a sense of hatred for the enemy.

King Ying said nothing and sighed after a long time, "You should greet your thirteenth brother first."

Zhao Xinxin was a little puzzled when she heard this, "What do you mean?"

"What do you know?" King Ying waved his hand and said impatiently, "That little brat is looking for you, the purpose is not necessarily simple."

Zhao Xinxin's face suddenly turned red and she asked aggrievedly, "Why aren't it simple? He is so small!"

"Okay," Li Yongsheng spoke in time, "I think what Your Highness means is that King Jing is in Sanxiang, and of course he hopes to get the support of Xuannv Palace."

Xuannv Mountain, where Xuannv Palace is located, is located at the junction of Sanxiang and Baiyue. Zhuque City is nominally under the jurisdiction of Baiyue, but in fact it is an enclave, all located in Sanxiang.

Zhao Xinxin was stunned and stunned for a moment. After turning her head to look at the two Si Xius, a man and a woman, and asked in a deep voice, "What does King Jing's Mansion really think so?"

When they spoke, they did not hide it from these two people because it was unnecessary.

Once you find that these two people have problems, just kill them. Anyway, they can't escape the control of the British Palace.

Not to mention the two Si Xiu, even the Thirteenth Prince is still in danger at present, and maybe it will turn into a corpse at any time.

What are the mere two sects?

It is quite ironic to think about it. In the eyes of the Lishu, the noble Si Xiu, life and death are only in the thoughts of the superiors.

I remember that Li Yongsheng was once in Bo’s College and was thrust into trouble by the small training and repair work.

The male Si Xiu had no expression on his face, and the female Si Xiu smiled hard, "You have to ask the Thirteenth Young Master, we can't say anything."

"It's hard to say, what are you going to answer?" Zhao Xinxin shouted violently, shook her hands and shot out a white light, directly hitting the woman far away, "If you don't understand, just shut up!"

At this moment, Zhao Xinxin finally showed her arrogant attribute. She was looking at her thirteenth brother with pity, but she didn't expect that she might be plotted again, which made her feel confused, so she took action.

Of course, she has not yet advanced to the cultivation level, and her strength is very average. Perhaps she can injure the cultivation level, and it is a joke to injure the cultivation level.

However, the female Si Xiu did not dare to resist and was knocked away.

Seeing this, the male Si Xiu hurriedly knelt down on one leg, "The villain should die, let the ninth princess fall, please calm your anger."

"Oh," Zhao Xinxin sighed reluctantly and stopped talking.

Seeing that these two Si Xiu were respectful, King Ying didn't care much, but asked with interest, "Why haven't I heard of my third prince's assassination?"

"Report to Your Highness, that was after the Wu army was assassinated," the male Si Xiu replied respectfully, "Your Highness King Jing was first poisoned, and then he was ambushed by formations on his way, and... "

"Needless to say," King Ying waved his hand. What the other party might have said was true or false. Anyway, he couldn't verify it for the time being, "Who did he assassinate?"

"Your Highness, you are the guest minister of the royal family," Si Xiu knelt on the ground again. It was a serious crime to confront the prince, but he had to excuse King Jing. "That is the prince's half of the teacher. When the prince was attacked and injured, everyone was very angry."

It seems that not only the children of King Ying were assassinated, but King Jing was also treated similarly. What's so bad is that the prince was also injured.

King Ying snorted coldly and said lightly, "I didn't ask why the assassination is, it doesn't matter."

"The one who assassinated..." Si Xiu reported three names, and the official who had no importance was not important.

However, one of them was the son of the former Minister of the Recommended Department. This minister was against Kan Shuai. He had impeached Kan Shuai many times, and he was also acquainted with Kan Shuai.

A lot of secrets were spoken from Si Xiu's mouth, and everyone was stunned.

The King of Ying was a little absent-minded when he heard it. He had experienced many more experiences in assassination than King Jing, and he was no longer surprised.

After a moment of silence, he spoke out and asked, "Who has King Jing occupied the rebellion?"

Si Xiu hesitated for a moment and replied with a stingy bullet, "I just expelled five prefects and did not hurt anyone."

"It's the land of the five palaces," King Ying nodded expressionlessly, "It's better not to kill people."

At this moment, the Thirteenth brother finished his bath and came to see the emperor's uncle.

"No need to be polite," King Ying waved his hand and said lightly, "This yard is yours now. What do you need? Just tell the servants to do your best to work hard along the way, and take a few more days off first."

In just a few words, even if he put someone under house arrest, he was an uncle after all. He could not show off his evil appearance and was quite kind.

The Thirteenth Prince hesitated for a moment and plucked up his courage to ask, "Uncle, can I go to the next door to play with Sister Jiu?"

When Zhao Xinxin heard this, she became angry again and planned to use me to win over Xuannv Palace into the water?

But she would not vent to a child, and she couldn't say that she could bare her teeth, "It's inconvenient for Sister Jiu to have a matter with her master."

King Ying left here and came to the Lingdi courtyard next door. Seeing that everyone else was practicing, he knew it was not easy to disturb him, so he made an agreement with Zhao Xinxin that I would come over again in the evening and drink and get drunk with all the Taoist priests.

Of course, drinking was just an excuse. That night, a group of people got the news and walked out of the quiet room.

After a few glasses of wine, the King of England made a request, hoping that several Taoist priests would stay for a few more days.

In fact, with the foundation of the British Palace, it is not inferior to their strength. There are more than 20 cultivation practices in the palace, but at this time, more power is one strength.

Besides, the art of aversion to victory the previous two days really scared him. Although the people in front of him were not worth mentioning except for one of the higher-level cultivators, the people in the Taoist palace were spiritual practitioners and also mastered many secret techniques, and they might be able to use them at any time.

Faced with the retention of the British Prince's Mansion, everyone was reluctant to refuse. Although this trip was delayed for a long time, now, except for those with injuries on their bodies, they only need to stabilize their realm. The royal family is willing to borrow the spiritual land, so it is not a waste of money to take advantage of this.

But Zhenren Shao still asked the question, "Your Highness, how long do we have to stay in the royal palace? I haven't returned to Motianling for a long time."

"I can't say this, either," King Ying spread his hands helplessly, "But, I think it's only a month later. If the third prince uses such a move, the one in the Golden Palace will probably react soon."

"It probably won't take long," said Shao Zhenren, who suddenly realized his mind and smiled. "I have to say that King Jing's move made the person who was very waxed in the Golden Palace."

Always have to hide the rebellion. King Jing is so good that he directly mobilized the power of the entire clan to denounce him. He even sent his own son to send a message to prove how unfair he was.

However, it is such a face-to-face drum that makes it impossible for the top to avoid, and some things must be discussed.

"Hey, my emperor nephew," King Ying shook his head disdainfully, "I am very wise and have no hands in my hands. I just want to clean it, for fear of being underestimated. I think he can't do it in a day or two after he has been savored."

At this moment, another servant came to report, "The king, someone from the Ning palace came to ask for a visit."
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