"You brought me here just to tell me this," Nangong Luo Jing struggled to tear the white yarn off her wrist, but the more she struggled, the tighter the white yarn became wrapped.

"You are indifferent" The woman's voice was mixed with some anger, with a hint of hoarseness in the sharpness, the palm of her hand fell on the side of the wheelchair, and Nangong Luojing's wrist was strangled painfully.

The pain hit from his wrist, Nangong Luo Jing frowned, and a smile tugged at his lips: "Prince, the second prince has not said the point you want to talk about."

"It's really smart" A muffled snort came out under the light veil, and Nangong Luo Jing raised his eyes and listened attentively.

The wind swept past his ears, and he raised his light clothes and hunted in the wind, and fell to his ears with the woman's shrill voice.

The faint voice of the woman with a light veil reached her ears, telling about the days when she finally understood what hatred was.

Ryuyin Hall

The early spring sunshine always seems to have a bit of motherly tenderness, shining directly into the Longyin Hall through the window flowers, reflecting the bluestone and jade bricks with a little halo, lining the texture clear and smooth.

Today's Dragon Yin Hall seems to be a little more silent than in the past, everyone bows their heads, and the atmosphere is so dull that people don't even dare to breathe.

Everyone had already felt that the king's temper had become more and more elusive in the past few days, and his cold face had also added a layer of frost.

And the words of Prime Minister Yan Cheng in the palace made this king who was sitting high with cold frost.

Feng Yi looked coldly at the prime minister standing in the middle of everyone, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly condensed into ice that could not be dissolved.

And his face didn't seem to avoid his gaze looking directly at him, and his face was not different.

"Your Majesty, the southern kingdom is located in the south of Xiling, and the south is the place where my Xiling iron wall cannot be extended, and your subordinates feel that if the southern kingdom intends to seek peace, it will not be a good thing" Yan Feiting said steadily, his eyes met Feng Yihan's cold eyes, and the next moment he immediately looked away.

"The prime minister thinks it's a good thing" A sneer appeared on his lips, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes, gradually dyeing the whole pair of phoenix eyes.

"The south is good at fighting, and the cliffs and cliffs in the south have a great advantage in the terrain of the south, which is very unfavorable to our dynasty."

Feng Yihan hooked his eyes, staring at the person who spoke, the color of appreciation in his eyes was revealed, his words were chiseled, and his words were sonorous, he really deserved to be his prime minister.

Everyone looked at each other, and their faces suddenly became a little different, and some people couldn't help muttering, but the condition that they came to sue for peace was that their princess Heqin would be the queen of our dynasty

The phoenix eyes glanced at the place where there was a slight abnormality, and the dark eyes were dyed with a bit of unknown color.

"Zhongqing retreats first, and Yan Xiang is left alone" The purple-clothed dragon robe was raised, and the king in the high position fell, and everyone bowed down and withdrew from the court, before leaving, there were still good people who secretly peeked at the king above the high position and Yan Feiting, who raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yihan, and there were some doubts and curiosity in his heart.

After everyone retreated, the huge court hall was too empty.

"Yan Xiang is a villain who doesn't count when he talks, or a gentleman who counts when he talks" After a long time, Qingyue's voice resounded in the court.

"Dishonesty is not a true gentleman" Yan Feiting arched his hand and said, he was surprised by this question in his heart at first, and he understood in an instant: "The king is the king of Xiling, for the sake of the people of Xiling, the king has not forgotten the instructions of the king before his death."

In the high position, Feng Yihan clenched his fists, and his heart was no longer a taste, this Yan Feiting really didn't give him the slightest face, and even the dead king moved out.

"Yan Xiang's words are to ask this king to choose between loyalty and righteousness," anger pressed in his heart.

"Your Majesty doesn't dare," he arched his hand, saying that he didn't dare, but he didn't have the slightest intention of daring.

"Don't dare, this king's face never seems to dare to do anything" sarcastically overflowed, and the smile in his eyes grew cold.

"The king is the master, this opportunity is rare, I hope the king thinks deeply" bluntly, there is no trace of concern in his eyes: "The world is where the capable live, and the ministers follow the king because they want to see the world return to one"

The purple-clothed dragon robe suddenly rose and fell, and a crisp and loud tremor sounded, followed by an angry roar: "Yan Xiang"

"If you are really the king, I will not punish you,"

"The king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, and the minister does not dare to contradict the king" Yan Feiting said that he didn't dare, but in fact, in Feng Yihan's opinion, Yan Feiting didn't dare to do anything.

He already knew that Yan Feiting was a very ambitious person, but when he ascended the throne at that time, if he didn't have him, I am afraid that this position would not be so stable.

"I don't know if I should talk about something" Yan Feiting opened his mouth hesitantly, bowing down and waiting for Feng Yihan's promise.

"Speak," Feng Yihan glanced at Yan Feiting in the hall and said angrily.

"Recently, there have been rumors about the disappearance of Princess Weiguo in the city, and the ministers feel the need to report to the king."

Yan Feiting's words attracted Feng Yihan's eyes, and he couldn't guess what kind of medicine he was buying in his gourd.

said coldly: "This king already knows about this matter, and there is no need for the prime minister to remind him."

"The king knows" Yan Feiting never thought that Feng Yihan already knew about it, so he bowed down and asked, "Dare to ask how the king knows"

"Why, even the things that this king already knows, do the prime ministers have to question it," Feng Yihan asked angrily.

"Your Majesty doesn't dare, but I'm afraid that the facts that Your Majesty knows are a little different from what the king knows, so I hope"

"What the prime minister means is that if this king didn't know it from the prime minister's mouth, everything would be fake" Yan Feiting didn't speak, but was interrupted by Feng Yihan's angry voice.

"Your Majesty hopes to compare the truth that Your Majesty has learned with that of the King, lest someone deceive Your Majesty" Yan Feiting simply knelt down, hoping that Feng Yihan would allow his request.

Deception, could it be that he really knows something, Feng Yihan stared at the face full of piety, although he knew what he wanted to instigate, but he couldn't help but wonder the truth in his mouth.

"The prime minister seems to be particularly interested today, and the king wants to see if what the prime minister said is true, and if there is any falsehood, the king will not spare it."

"Your Majesty wants to invite General Murong and a guard to confront your subordinates" After Yan Feiting got Feng Yihan's permission, the smile on his face suddenly increased a little, and he was even more confident, as if everything was under his control.

"According to what you say" Feng Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the smile on Yan Feiting's face fixedly, and looked away the next moment.