The wanted notice was issued, and it was issued at an incredible speed, on various eye-catching publicity walls in the capital.

One of them is the prince, this news is enough to make the people in the capital hotly discussed.

In the capital, in an inconspicuous small house in Xicheng, Mr. Ji and King Qing'an sat quietly with dark faces, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

This is just an inconspicuous house, and the people who live in Beijing on the left and right are all outsiders who live in Beijing and drag their families to make a living, as long as no one searches door to door, basically no one would think that the two of them would hide here.

"Mistaken." Mr. Ji sighed, breaking the silence, his eyes were full of chagrin: "We shouldn't have withdrawn so quickly, I didn't expect to fall for Feng Lingxi's plan, she made a strong posture from the beginning, making us mistakenly think that the emperor has mastered the full evidence, this is just a false trick, but even if we don't have evidence, it is now ready-made evidence." ”

"High Priest, what shall we do now?" King Qing'an's thin and slightly delicate face showed an anxious look, and the big situation that had been opened up with great difficulty before was now in passivity.

It has been four years since the high priest came to the capital, and four years ago he still had a young talent whose skin looked no more than the age of the crown, and in just four years he has become goosebumps, and the folds on his face can trap flies.

Judging from Mr. Ji's state, it is not as good as Qing'an Wang Yan Zichen.

Yan Zichen also understood this, and his heart was even more anxious.

Seeing that the supreme power at your fingertips is about to be gone!

Yan Zichen was worried that his body, which had been diagnosed and treated by Feng Lingxi before, would deteriorate without Feng Lingxi's diagnosis and treatment in the future, and he was unwilling to go back to the days when he had to lie on the bed for 300 days a year.

He was also worried that Mr. Ji's body would not be able to hold up and die, so who would be able to work hard for him?

Under all kinds of worries, Yan Zichen was a little resentful that Mr. Ji was too aggressive.

"Wouldn't it be safer if we followed the plan step by step? The third prince said that Yan Yan was alive if he was alive? Yan Zichen's words didn't complain.

His complaint made Mr. Ji's face, who was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, change, but when he saw Yan Zichen coughing from time to time because of anxiety, his heart softened a little, and he felt a little guilty.

"Don't worry, for the sake of your mother, even if I fight for this old life, I will help you sit in that position." Mr. Ji patted Yan Zichen's shoulder and comforted.

Yan Zichen was a little relaxed because of Mr. Ji's assurance.

But before the expression on his face could change, there was a sudden knock at the door.

Three long and one short, it is their own people.

Mr. Ji's heart dropped and he went to open the door.

An ordinary-looking man flashed in outside the door, and when he saw Mr. Ji, his knees suddenly shortened, and he knelt down, looking flustered: "High Priest, the prince ran away with Feng Lingyu and Aunt Liu and his son." ”

"Ran away?" Mr. Ji was shocked.

This ordinary-looking man is a secret chess piece that Mr. Ji puts next to the prince of the land of Yunnan and keeps track of the prince's movements.

As soon as he heard that the prince had run away, Mr. Ji suddenly had a flash of lightning and thunder in his head.

Thinking of the prince's small actions during this time, it suddenly became clear, and he also felt that this result was not so unexpected.

The control of the power in the land of Dian Lili was in the hands of two major forces, one in the hands of the Yi royal family and the other in the hands of the priests.

Since the emperor of the land of Yunnan fell seriously ill and collapsed, because he did not leave any heirs, he did not immediately re-establish a new emperor.

And the prince is the younger brother of this generation of emperors, after the death of his brother, as a prince, where does he not want to be on the throne, but this prince has a fatal point.

He has no continuation of his own bloodline, although he has taken concubines and accepted many concubines, but he still seems to be cursed, he has no sons, and even the daughters he gave birth to are not very few.

Mr. Ji is not affectionate to this prince, because he still has a candidate he wants to support, so he has been stumbling on the prince's superiority, even if the prince knows, but Mr. Ji's mysterious ability, he is also very jealous, and he can only hold the idea of slowly trying to figure it out.

In this way, the prince came to Jokhang with Mr. Ji, and the prince wanted to spend more time with Mr. Ji, and when Mr. Ji accepted him, he would definitely be able to support him, but the longer they were together, the more he understood Mr. Ji's ambitions.

The candidate that Mr. Ji wants to support is Yan Zichen, who has half of the bloodline of this land of Yunnan and half of the bloodline of the Jokhang Kingdom.

Why does Mr. Ji want to support Yan Zichen, it is because the princess who marries the Jokhang Kingdom and his relatives is the love of Mr. Ji's heart, he loves the house and Wu, and he loves Yan Zichen to the bone, after the prince sees the reality clearly, where will he rush in to please Mr. Ji?

However, to the prince's delight, he followed Mr. Ji for nothing, he found out Aunt Zhen who happened to have a dewy relationship with him, and after knowing the existence of Feng Lingyu, Dian Li moved his mind, he could make a woman pregnant and have too few chances left.

And Aunt Zhen gave birth to Feng Lingyu to him, does this mean that Aunt Zhen will be fertile with him?

This thought made Prince Dianli quietly contact Aunt Zhen, and Aunt Zhen really gave birth to his first son.

With the continuation of the bloodline, Prince Yunli was ecstatic, just waiting for the opportunity to return to the land of Yunli.

This opportunity came faster than the prince's resemblance, and when the wanted portraits of Mr. Ji and Yan Zichen were plastered everywhere in the capital, Prince Yunli knew that the opportunity had come, because at this time, even if Mr. Ji wanted to deal with him, he was useless.

Prince Dianli has been planning for a long time to leave the Jokhang Kingdom and return to the land of Dianli, so he walked very neatly, so that Mr. Ji's secret agent who was placed next to Prince Dianli left without reacting.

That's when the spies came to the emergency contact point in front of me.

The words of the dark chess made Mr. Ji have a headache, and it was really a continuous rain in the house.

He knew that the prince would definitely take a large part of the people with him after he went back this time, after all, now that the prince already had a son, the people in the land of Yunnan would definitely not object to the prince's accession to the throne.

Mr. Ji was secretly annoyed, if only he had been hard-hearted and didn't let Aunt Zhen give birth to a child, at that time he also felt that the people surnamed Yi were too thin, and after all, they were the relatives of the people he loved, if he did it, I was afraid that he would be complained about when he went underground in the future, so he didn't do it, but now he has become a big trouble when he raises it like this!

"How many people are still in the capital now?" Mr. Ji gritted his teeth.

"About eight hundred." The dark chess has an obscure complexion.

"Inform the third prince that this time we will join forces with him and attack together." Mr. Ji narrowed his eyes and made a decision to break the boat.

Yan Zichen is a little empty in his heart, the crown prince and the third prince have not forced the palace, but what about the end? And there are only 800 of them, wouldn't cooperating with the three princes be a tiger skin? In the end, it's not certain who this river is for!

"Listen to me, will I hurt you?" Mr. Ji looked at Yan Zichen with a calm look.

Yan Zichen looked at Mr. Ji silently, and then nodded: "Then let's give it a go, it's just my body......" Speaking of this, Yan Zichen coughed irrepressibly, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face because of the cough.

"Don't worry, I still have a plan, your body will be fine." Mr. Ji's eyes are sharp, and he is bound to win.

At this time, Feng Lingxi was in the palace, and her movements this day were too big.

And the order that Mr. Ji and King Qing'an were wanted was given by her in front of Gonggong Fu, and it was impossible not to reach the ears of the emperor.

No, he was summoned to the palace.

Since Feng Lingxi knelt down to say goodbye, there was no other sound in the entire Heart Cultivation Hall except for the emperor's heavy breathing.

For a full stick of incense, the emperor did not let Feng Lingxi flatten, this is a punishment, and it is also a dismount.

Feng Lingxi knew it in her heart, and she was also calm, and even her knees had already been protected by internal force, even if she knelt until dark, she might be hungry, and it was estimated that her legs would not hurt.

She knew that her actions might anger the emperor, but she had to do it to make her stand out, she was such a person, and she was also strong, if others violated her interests, she would never let others feel better, even if she died, she would bite off the other party's flesh.

During this time, Yan Yan occasionally lost her mind, and she was not blind, so she naturally knew what the problem was.

Now it can be regarded as telling the emperor in disguise that it is impossible to compromise in her temperament, and she will not let others come to ruin the relationship between her and Yan Yan, so don't want to stuff anyone in.

Smart people don't need to say much, just one move can be clear.

The emperor is correcting the recital, but Gonggong Fu knows that the emperor has already seen a stick of incense in this one, not because of how serious the matter is on the recital, but because the emperor is distracted.

The emperor is indeed distressed, he feels that Feng Lingxi is simply not in the oil and salt, if he dies, this is Yan Xiaozi's favorite, how rare Yan Xiaozi is Feng Lingxi, who doesn't know in this capital!

But Feng Lingxi is committing his taboos everywhere.

"Bang-" Suddenly, there was a sound of fists hitting flesh outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, and after a while, Yan Yan, who was dressed in black and had a straight body and a dark face, strode in.

His eyes stayed on Feng Lingxi, who was kneeling, his eyes were surging in distress, he took three steps and walked towards Feng Lingxi, silently but firmly hugged Feng Lingxi, frowned and looked at the emperor sitting at the top, his thin lips were lightly opened, his tone was cold and hard, and he didn't even need to be called in the past: "What did the emperor rush to the ministers, why bother the ministers of the ministers?" ”

"Y-you're so angry, don't you know I'm doing it for your good?" The emperor was so angry that he threw away the pen in his hand, and his body was a little breathless after recovering from a serious illness, purely because he was angry with Yan Yan.

Yan Yan glared back angrily, his face was not obvious, but he was a little worried about Feng Liu in his heart, if the emperor really wanted to do something to Feng Liu, he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of it.

If the emperor is really crazy, then he really can't afford it.

Yan Yan wanted to sit in that position for the first time, and he seemed to understand, or the only benefit for him that position that everyone was vying for was that it would allow him to protect the person he wanted to protect.

Yan Yan's face was a little ugly, he quietly pinched Feng Liu's palm, and his fingers slid on Feng Liu's palm, writing the word "pretending to be dizzy".

Feng Lingxi blinked, she didn't know why, but she still did what Yan Yan said, only to see her holding her head with one hand, her body swaying, and then falling in the direction of Yan Yan.

"Feng Liu-" Yan Yan caught Feng Liu's fainted body, pretended to be anxious, raised his eyes and glared at the emperor again: "Feng Liu is pregnant, you let her kneel for so long, if there is a good one, you will be happy, right?" ”

Feng Lingxi, who was pretending to be dizzy, stiffened when he heard this, and he was pregnant in the clouds???