The fifth prince's face did not change much, if his eyes had begun to become cold, but he still accepted the matter because of the superficial things.

Soon Xing Tianze left the Imperial Garden, looking at his back, a smile of relief appeared in the emperor's eyes.

This matter is fundamentally that the emperor is using Xing Tianze to do things for himself, no matter whether Xing Ling will eventually marry into that big family, it will only make the emperor's power more stable.

After hearing what Xing Tianze said, the smile on his face suddenly became meaningful, the emperor's wishful thinking was very good, but his imagination was very beautiful.

However, the current situation does not allow the emperor's idea to come true, the Situ family and the Yin family have made it clear that the five princes are here, and the He family does not have a young master, and the four major families in the capital have already excluded three.

Even if Xing Ling really married the young master of the Xue family, it would only make the relationship between them and the emperor more stable, and even if there was an improvement in their overall strength, it would not become too huge, and it was all within the controllable range.

Although the Gongsun family has made it clear that they are already on the emperor's side, the territory of the seven counties in the south of the Yangtze River has four counties under the control of the Wang family with the help of no trace.

Gongsun Yan has now fallen into a situation that is difficult to protect himself, not to mention that he has spare time to meet the princess's relatives.

As for the opposition forces in Xingzhao Kingdom, let alone look at it, the princess is a royal clansman, how can there be any reason to marry a rural villager?

The convergence of many factors is enough to prove that the emperor's idea is nothing more than a dream.

Xing Tianze rubbed the cup in his hand, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, since the emperor wanted to use the princess's selection of horses to boost his own strength, then he could also make a fuss about it, maybe he could also install a shadow by the emperor's side.

At this moment, a man in black slowly walked into the study, put a bamboo slip on the table respectfully, and then withdrew.

Xing Tianze didn't need to ask to know that this was the news that the Traceless Sect had found from somewhere, and it wasn't until the latter slowly spread out that it was actually the latest news from Chu Xiangguo.

After Chu Chong left, Chu Nian had completely swallowed the power of Chu Shu, and Chu Xiang's body became weaker, as long as he experienced a little thing, he could die Jiuquan.

This is tantamount to telling Xing Tianze that the time he can use is running out, and once Chu Nian gets all the power in Chu Xiangguo, then no matter how powerful the prince who supports Chu Chong is, there will be no chance of reversal.

The emperor will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to propose that Xing Ling marry Chu Xiangguo to Chu Nian as the imperial concubine, then his strength will be further expanded to temporarily suppress Xing Tianze.

"Although chess is a waste game, it has not yet reached the last moment, so things cannot be decided." Without a trace, he slowly rolled up the bamboo slips and threw them aside.

With his ability to memorize, anything written only needs to be read by him once, and then all the places that can be used are lost.

"The emperor has made a good move this time, but it depends on how you and I deal with it." Xing Tianze's brows furrowed slightly.

"The prince has a wrong saying, this is when you are in a head-to-head game with the emperor, and you can only make plans for you behind the scenes." No trace did not want to directly come forward to fight for any resources for Xing Tianze.

This time it is a game between the royal brothers of Chu Xiangguo and Xingzhao Kingdom, who wins and who loses will determine the question of the belonging of one great empire and another great kingdom in the next hundred years, and no one except them is qualified to meddle.

This is exactly the case, so whether it is the Yin family, the Situ family, or the Xue family, who support the emperor, they have not made any moves until now, they are all watching the changes with static brakes.

Xing Tianze suddenly thought of a person at this moment, he may have the ability to join the stirring up of today's wind and rain, His Royal Highness Zhu Dan, the crown prince of the former dynasty Baiyue, and several masters under him, if they came out at this time to do something surprising, then the emperor would not be too idle to ask Xing Ling's marriage.

"Tonight you sit in the palace to prevent any accidents, and this king will go to meet a few friends tonight." Xing Tianze's face was very serious.

"Those old friends are not some good people, although they are not the prince, your opponent will not be careful, you still bring a saber to the top." After saying this, Traceless slowly stepped aside.

He came to the bookshelf and put his hand on the fourth bamboo slip in the seventh square, and then after his index finger and little finger flicked it several times, the bookcase, which was taller than a person, suddenly split in two.

Then a dark cabinet popped out of the wall, on which lay nine delicate cold swords, and although no one waved them, although they still had scabbards attached to their exteriors, a feeling of great slaughter emanated from them.

Xing Tianze's eyes kept looking back and forth on these swords, these swords were all made by the swordsmith many years ago from materials that were rare in the world, and like Murong Yu's swords, they were antiques.

But from the moment they were forged, they were already destined to live an extraordinary life, and it was absolutely impossible for them to be hidden in a high pavilion to watch.

Any of these nine swords had once caused a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, and their previous owners had all been known to have changed their existence.

"If you hadn't taken them out, the king would have almost forgotten about their existence." Xing Tianze couldn't help but let out a few self-deprecating smiles when he said this.

"As a swordsman, how can you stand on your feet if you forget your sword?" Traceless fingers flicked lightly across the third sword, and the latter immediately exuded an astonishing murderous aura.

The sword seemed to come to life, and the entire body began to shake slightly, as if releasing its own joy and longing.

"No matter how good a sword is, if you don't drink blood regularly, it won't take long for it to become dull and bad." Without a trace slowly pulled the sword out of its scabbard, and the moment it came out of the sheath, the entire study was reflected by a cold light.

This sword, named Jingyue, has survived for one hundred and thirty-seven years now, but the sword body has not been damaged in the slightest, especially its two-finger-wide sword body, which seems to reflect the traceless eyes like a bronze mirror.

"It's true that it's been a while since he's been allowed to drink blood, so take it to have some fun tonight." Traceless was in the sheath of the moon the moment his words landed.