The sun is setting, the sun is setting, the breeze rolls up the withered leaves on the ground, drifting past the uninhabited street, a corner of the imperial city, the big palace, slightly dilapidated, the lanterns on the door beam have faded, and the pair of mighty stone lions have also turned gray-green and fallen into the weeds. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the gate of the palace was open, there was no half of a figure in sight, and it was lifeless, only a few white sand lines hung above the lobby, which were arranged as a simple mourning hall.

A gray-haired old man stood in the lobby, staring at the young man lying in the coffin, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, prince, I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect the palace, I didn't protect the little master, I should apologize for my sins with death, and then protect the prince's life-saving grace in the next life" The old housekeeper had already made plans to bury the little prince, and he died by himself.

Side by side with the palace, these four big characters on the gate once made this the most magnificent and desirable place in the imperial city.

Every day, there is an endless stream of officials, relatives and friends who come to visit, and even the children in the city know that the king is the object of their efforts.

Side by side Wang Ji Tianxiong, followed the Yan State Taizu to fight in the south and the north, born and died, because of his outstanding military record, and the other four generals were named hereditary princes with different surnames, Ji Tianxiong was named the king side by side, and the four generals were named Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, and Quartet Marquis.

It stands to reason that when the war is calmed down and the country and the people are safe, Ji Tianxiong and his family should also enjoy the glory and wealth in the palace and enjoy their lives.

But on a night more than ten years ago, the Yan Kingdom that had calmed down the New Year's greetings made waves again, the third Yan King of the Yan Kingdom died suddenly, and the nephew of the Yan King, Yan Kexi, launched a mutiny, seeking to usurp the throne, and the Vermilion Bird in the Quartet Hou sent troops to respond, and on that night, the Yan Kingdom Palace fell into a sea of fire.

King Yan's four sons, three daughters, plus the queen's concubines were cut off by knives, each killed, and although the king was old and old, he still killed the palace with a war knife, spliced the strength of his innate powerhouse, killed countless enemies, and rescued the prince's infant child to escape.

It's a pity that Suzaku Hou and Yan Kexi colluded with the Martial Arts Sect Wind and Frost Valley, invited several innate masters, and seriously injured them.

The eldest grandson of the emperor was also found by the people of the Xuanwu Marquis and presented to the new king.

Ji Tianxiong was furious and died of hatred.

Since then, the side by side palace began to go up and downhill, and the palace that had lost its backbone fell apart, some broke away from the Ji family and went away from home, and some tended to be inflammatory, and the new king was in trouble.

Because of this battle, the Marquis of Suzaku has made great contributions, and his power is even more monstrous, far surpassing the former side by side with the palace and the other three Quartet Marquis.

The Marquis of Xuanwu also received much respect from the new king because of his meritorious contribution to the eldest grandson of the king, not only was he ashamed in his heart but also afraid of criticism, and since then, he has never been out of the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion.

The new king hated Ji Fu to the core, but because the king held half of the military power of Yan State side by side, and had a high reputation in the whole country, he did not eradicate the people of the Ji family.

In order to get the ten tiger talismans of the Ji family and completely control the army of Yan Kingdom, the new king coerced and lured the people who stayed in the Ji Mansion, using both soft and hard, but Ji Tianxiong's second son Ji Yunxiao was also an iron-blooded man, even if King Yan killed countless of his relatives and friends, he was still unmoved.

King Yan was annoyed and sent Ji Yunxiao to the northwest to fight against the Rong Di alien clan, hoping to consume the Ji family's army and cultivate his own power.

Ji Yunxiao fought for decades, and finally died unjustly in the wilderness, with no bones left, his wife couldn't accept the blow, and he became ill with his thoughts, and he also died of illness.

The big palace left only Ji Yunxiao's son, Ji Ruling.

Ji Ruling lost his parents in a short period of time, the blow was quite big, originally he was gifted and intelligent, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were all fine, at the age of seven to participate in the talent test of the Tianwu Palace, and got the five-grade talent, and also had the only red fire spirit vein, known as the first person of the young generation in the Yan Kingdom.

It's a pity that after his father's death, the young Ji Ruling was seriously injured by the man in black, if it weren't for the high-grade pill that the old housekeeper desperately begged from King Yan to save his life, the Ji family would have been extinct long ago.

Although Ji Ruling saved his life, his muscles and veins were broken, the spiritual veins disappeared, and there was no hope of revenge.

Just the night before, Ji Ruling went to Yihong Mansion to meet the new Oiran, and fought with a group of boys, but unfortunately was killed by mistake.

"Vermilion Bird Marquis, Vermilion Bird Marquis, Princess Lingping arrives"

The old butler turned around indifferently, looked at the person who came, and the murderous aura in his eyes rolled up a gust of wind, and the lantern at the door was blown and shaken.

"General Liu, why bother, you and I are brothers who were born and died, I just came here just to give my nephew a stick of incense" Vermilion Bird Marquis waved his sleeves, and the murderous aura suddenly disappeared, and the faces of Lingping Princess Yan Ling'er and Vermilion Bird Marquis's grandson Yuan Chenggang changed a lot.

The old butler sneered and turned away.

"This general can't afford it, the villain is just a housekeeper in the palace, you don't have to worry about the things left by the old prince, I advise the adults to take them away before the villain kills these two thieves, otherwise, I will ask the heads of these two people to pay tribute to the spirit of the little prince in the sky."

The old butler's gaze turned to the two juniors, his hands clenched into fists, his nails deeply embedded in the flesh, eager to swallow them both alive.

He knew that it was the two people in front of him who asked someone to kill Ji Ruling, but because there was no evidence, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

Yan Ling'er and Yuan Chenggang were all excited, and they couldn't help but take two steps back, they couldn't imagine that this old man would be so bold and dare to say such things.

At the moment of tension, several white shadows suddenly rushed down from the beams of the room, and only a few voices were heard, and in front of the princess stood seven or eight masked men in silver armor and holding short blades, and they stood in the shape of a glyph, surrounding the princess inside, and the blades were facing the old butler in unison.

Yuan Chenggang saw the silver armor guard appear, so he breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his throat, and made a voice like a male duck: "Bold slave, you are a mere housekeeper who dares to speak to the princess like this, come on, pull him down for me, and beat him to death with a stick."

The silverarmed guard standing beside the princess remained motionless.

The silver guards are Yan Kexi's personal guards, all of whom are selected from the Praetorian Guards for intensive training, and their strength is extraordinary, but seeing that they have not moved, the princess is a little annoyed, "You are all deaf, I didn't hear that he was going to kill me just now, and you didn't go and dismantle them for me."

The Silver Guard remained unmoved.

The old butler turned around and waved his hand, "You all go down, I won't kill him, don't worry"

The silver-armored guards all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, put away their short blades, and stood on the side of the mourning hall.

He went to three sticks of incense from the case, lit them and handed them to the princess, "You are the wife of the little prince who has not passed the door, you should come to a stick of incense."

"Phew, he's such a waste and deserves to be my husband, who am I, I'm a princess, let me tell you, this princess has been accepted as a disciple by the elders of Wind and Frost Valley, you move me to try!" The princess's face turned pale, she snatched the incense from her, pinched it and threw it on the ground and stepped on it, "I'm not here to offer incense today, I'm here to see if he's really dead."

"That is, a waste who only knows how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble dares to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, **** go, who doesn't know that Ji Ruling, this waste, was beaten to death by a stick at the door of the brothel, and the little prince, it is simply a shame for the Great Yan Kingdom! Yuan Chenggang has always liked the princess, if he can become a concubine one day, the power of the Vermilion Bird Marquis will be more solid in the Yan Kingdom in the future.

As soon as the old housekeeper raised his hand, there was a "snap" sound, and Yuan Chenggang was slapped and flew out, and half of his face was swollen like a pig's head.

"My little prince is also something you can insult, today I will take your head to pay tribute to the spirit of the little prince in the sky"

As he spoke, the old butler raised his hand again, and a fist the size of a sandbag blasted towards Yuan Chenggang's head.

Suzaku Hou's face was pale, and he grabbed the old housekeeper and punched again, "Liu Wuxian, dare to kill my grandson in front of me, you really can't beat you when I do."

"You can try it" Suddenly, the spirit hall was tense again, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.