At the moment of the great enemy, Yang Ming's edicts are becoming more and more day by day, and Liu Jing is desperately suppressing these edicts that make people want to scold the street.

After issuing the edict, the old emperor realized that the task was completed, so he went to the valley platform of the imperial city to feast.

This valley platform was originally built to beg for a bumper harvest of grains, and by Yang Mingshi's generation, it has become the best place for singing and dancing.

The song came down from the tower, and Yang Mingshi raised his glass and drank it, unloading his earthly troubles.

He was holding the nobleman's hand and sniffing lightly, when a scream came from the high platform.

He was startled, let go of the nobleman's hand, and told Liu Jing to inquire about the news.

Liu Jing slipped out of the door, and sure enough, he saw a familiar person holding a knife blade and cutting off several heads in a row.

Standing behind him was a little eunuch holding a golden cup.

Standing next to the little eunuch was Yang Qinghan with a smile.

"His Royal Highness the Prince. Liu Jing hurriedly stepped forward.

"Liu Jing, go below to greet someone. Yang Qinghan stopped him from approaching and commanded with a smile.

"King Zhao, Yang Qingjue. If he comes, he will kill if he can, and if he can't, then let him come up. ”

Liu Jinggang was about to respond, but raised his head suddenly.

What is the king? Yang Qing?

He tried his best to find information about Yang Qingjue, but found that he didn't know anything about this prince who had been lingering on the sickbed.

It seems that he is just an ordinary person, and at most he will occasionally be pulled out for some unwarranted position.

But he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly hurried off the high platform.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, Liu Jing couldn't help but gasp.

In just a few hours, the imperial city was filled with a strange purple flower.

The flower grew from the side hall, and began to multiply frantically the moment it came into contact with the outside world, until it covered the entire imperial city.

Liu Jing remembered that the side hall was where Yang Qingjue temporarily lived at the previous palace banquet.

Didn't he go there because he was unwell?

Liu Jing's brain flashed with countless questions, but he couldn't help but be confused in front of him.

There are flowers in the sun, its name is Kui, it blooms two months after sowing, and the flowering period is a tea effort.

Its color is light purple, and its fragrance is tangy. Those who smell this flower are groggy and drunk.

Yang Qinghan opened the door, and in addition to the waiter who fell to the ground, he also saw a man dressed in black.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was wearing a dark crown, wearing a nine-spike crown, holding a warm jade wat, and his narrow phoenix eyes were not angry but mighty.

"Master Han, you came uninvited, what is the so-called matter?"

Han Tang grabbed the trembling Yang Mingshi in his hand, shook his hand, and threw him out.

Stunned stepped forward and took over Emperor Anding.

"I'm tired of your knife, so I want to change the way I play and use you to cut the knife. ”

Han Tang laughed, folded his five fingers like hooks, and looked at Yang Qinghan with his backhand.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't think that guarding me and my master everywhere can make me both willing to be your daggers?"

"Lonely, never thought so. Yang Qinghan threw the jade wat on the ground, so that he could point to the ground, "The truth in this world is that you sing and I appear, if Han Gongzi can kill me, come and kill me." ”

Han Tang frowned slightly, not understanding why until this time, Yang Qinghan still did not show the slightest panic.

He stepped a little lower, and his body swooped towards Yang Qinghan.

"Han Gongzi was not curious, where did he send Han Yu alone?" Before he landed, Yang Qinghan suddenly spoke.

The jade wat that fell to the ground had already broken into pieces, and the jade was lying on the ground, and suddenly a strong light burst out, illuminating a magic circle that had been drawn in the house earlier.

"Presumably, there will be a good show in the Anguo military camp at this time. Han Tang's puzzled expression flashed, but he saw Yang Qinghan clasping his hands together.

At this moment, Han Tang was still in front of Yang Qinghan, and in the next moment, Yang Qinghan was the only one left in the house.

His gaze circled the room, and he turned around, leaving the corpse on the ground behind.

The little eunuch held the golden cup containing the poisonous wine, and controlled Yang Mingshi in shock, but Yang Qinghan was indifferent, just looked into the distance.

"When the flowers bloom, all living beings sleep. The only reason why it is not suitable for large-scale use is that it does not distinguish between friend and foe, and the antidote is not easy to develop. ”

Yang Qinghan stood on the valley platform, looking down at the prosperity that was blooming under the stage.

"Stinged, to escape, there is still a chance. ”

The man stepped onto the stage step by step, and Yang Qinghan was dressed upright, waiting for him.

The flowers of the imperial city are blooming more than ever, and this splendor is at the cost of seeing blood.

"Minister, I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

The person Yang Qinghan was waiting for finally came, and the prince in a plain brocade robe stepped on the green bricks and saluted Yang Qinghan.

"When?" Yang Qinghan asked.

Yang Qingjue narrowed her eyes and did not answer.

"Is it the first time to enter Moqin, or is the concubine dead?" Yang Qinghan patted the emperor who was shaking like chaff, and said softly, "If you don't give me an answer, I always feel unwilling." ”

"About five years ago. Yang Qingjue replied.

"That seventh brother, is he really a natural actor, and he was reincarnated in the royal family? Yang Qinghan sighed.

The middle-aged man beside Yang Qingjue had a black face and aimed his weapon at Yang Qinghan.

"Stinged. Yang Qinghan said.

The people behind him rushed out like arrows, and fought with Wu Yong in an instant.

"Did you deliberately design the specifications of the houses north of Dongcheng and West City?" asked Yang Qinghan.

"Yes. Yang Qingjue replied.

"You have a plan for the use of displaced people to replenish your troops?" asked Yang Qinghan.

"Yes. Yang Qingjue replied.

"It seems that taking my life was also decided early?"

"Brother Huang, you just accidentally missed me. Yang Qingjue comforted.

The surrounding air is filled with a hint of sweetness, like a sleep-inducing requiem.

The stunned couldn't help but be distracted, and was caught by Wu Yong in the gap, and stabbed into the center of his eyebrows.

Yang Qinghan's gaze stayed on the fallen corpse for half a moment, and suddenly asked again.

"Pei Shu, why did you die?"

"Pei Shu, die because of me. Yang Qingjue did not hesitate and replied directly.

Dr. Pei's death is not only the price of saving Yang Qingtan, but also a tranquilizer for Yang Qinghan.

The person holding the poison and medicine was Pei Shu, not Yang Qingjue.

Only when someone replaces him in front of the battle, can Yang Qingjue dare to rest assured and boldly hide himself behind the scenes.

In the eighteen years of his life, the most perfect thing he did was to hide himself in the depths so that no one could find out.

"It seems that the Seventh Emperor Brother is quite self-aware, so let me ask one last question. Yang Qinghan looked directly at Yang Qingjue, as if he was a tireless student.

"Which is stronger or weaker between the spirit master and the one without spiritual power?"

"Brother Huang. Yang Qingjue's answer made Yang Qinghan's eyes seem to have something flashing, and it shattered in an instant, "Brother Chen, now, his spiritual power has been sealed, and he is no longer a spirit master." ”

Wu Yong turned around and aimed the long knife in his hand at Yang Qinghan.

Yang Qinghan's long sleeves were raised, and the dust hidden in the cuffs spilled out.

Wu Yong thought that he had a secret poison, and hurriedly wanted to take Yang Qingjue back.

But Yang Qingjue just stood in place, shrouding himself in this mist and dust.