The latter looked at Tong Guozhang and smiled silently, at this moment, Jiang Zebei looked at Tong Guozhang with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Hahahaha......"

Tong Guozhang suddenly laughed.

His vicious eyes stared at Han Liqing who walked in, "Fourth Prince, I didn't expect that in the end, you would be the final winner, but do you think you can really sit on the dragon chair safely?"

The Jiang family's wolf ambition, you will be the puppet of the Jiang family, don't forget why Wu Anhou destroyed the door more than ten years ago, and how can others snore in the couch. ”

When the fourth prince heard Tong Guozhang's words, his cold and handsome face was not half emotional, his gaze crossed Tong Guozhang and put it on the eldest prince who was tied up by the secret guard.

"Brother Emperor."

The latter was embarrassed by the removal of his chin and drooling from the corners of his mouth.

His fierce gaze stared at the fourth prince, Han Liqing, and the anger in his eyes was about to burn.

At this time, the fourth prince hooked the corners of his lips, and his cold face was a little more humane because of this smile.

Unfortunately, this smile is cold and merciless.

He looked at the gaze of the great prince as if he were looking at a dead man.

For so many years, he had never seen Han Shi'an so embarrassed.

The other party is always high and can never be beaten.

Even back then, Han Shi'an personally told him the cause of his mother's death and the process of being bullied by him, and the other party looked like a gift.

Now that feng shui is in turn, Han Shi'an has finally been stepped on in the dust.

Jiang Zebei leaned back on the seat, although his sitting posture was lazy and casual, his innate noble aura could not be ignored.

He raised his eyes and squinted slightly, sweeping towards Tong Guozhang, the queen, the eldest prince, and finally his gaze fell on the fourth prince, Han Liqing.

This is the first time he has seen the fourth prince himself, and the other party is also full of nobility, but it feels too cold, as if it is like an ice cube.

It's something you are born with, like natural ice.

Tong Guozhang's cloudy eyes full of calculations kept staring at the fourth prince, Han Liqing.

He now knows that the general trend has gone, but fortunately, he still has a back hand, and there are tens of thousands of private soldiers on the outskirts of Beijing, as long as he finds a good time, he is not afraid that there will be no chance to escape from the capital.

But just fleeing like this, he was not reconciled.

He stared at Han Liqing and spoke again, his voice cold and weird.

"Han Liqing, how long do you think you can live, the tragedy of the Jiang family of Wu'an Hou, hundreds of people were slaughtered, it was your royal family who did it, General Xiaoyong is the descendant of the Jiang family, and he is the concubine of Wu'an Hou, how can he easily let you sit on the throne of the dragon chair, you will die sooner or later, you are his puppet!"

Tong Guozhang's words are to sow discord, which is too obvious.

Han Liqing's face remained unchanged, he didn't even look at Tong Guozhang, his cold eyes kept looking at the eldest prince Han Shi'an, and Queen Tong.

"Take people down."

Jiang Zebei saw this scene and spoke up again.

The secret guards moved quickly, pressing Tong Guozhang, Queen Tong, and the eldest prince Han Shi'an to leave the dormitory.

Han Liqing watched them leave, narrowing his eyes, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"The Great Lord will leave it to you."

A low, indifferent voice sounded behind him.

Han Liqing turned his head and looked at the handsome and reserved man sitting on the seat in the dormitory.

This person is the sister-in-law of Marquis Wu'an, the brave general who stirred up the capital and pulled the Tong family off the horse, looks much smaller than him.

Jiang Zebei looked at Han Liqing's cold gaze, with a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.