The Royal Palace, the East Palace.

As the prince of the country, the crown prince does not need to move out of the palace when he becomes an adult, as other princes do. Therefore, the crown prince Zhao Huan spends most of his time in the palace, and it is not easy to get out of the palace.

Tonight's East Palace is unusually cold and silent.

The sky is dotted with stars, and the bleak starlight adds a bit of cold color to the East Palace.

Inside the palace.

Two figures sat cross-legged on the low couch facing each other, and one of them was the current crown prince Zhao Huan.

As for the other man, his face was emaciated and slightly vicissitudes, and there was a wisp of white goat's whiskers under his chin. He was dressed in a black robe, and he looked like he was about forty or fifty years old. This person is one of the four great masters of the Great Song Dynasty, and he is also the most prestigious martial arts powerhouse of the contemporary era.

In the middle of the two, there is a purple-red coffee table, on which the fragrance of tea curls to make people feel refreshed.

It's just that no matter how good the tea is, it can't remove the anxiety and tension in the prince's heart.

He played with the teacup with his eyes blankly, and looked at the complicated gaze outside the palace from time to time, revealing that his heart was not in the palace at all.

"The tea is fragrant, why don't you take a sip of it, Your Highness." Duan Jiuyou took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

The prince smiled bitterly: "Lone doesn't have such a good temperament as the great grandmaster, at this time, the arrow is ready to be sent, how can the lone king still be in the mood to taste tea." ”

If you rebel, you will be the supreme of the Ninety-Five, the most noble man in the world, and if you fail, you will die without a place to be buried.

At this crossroads of life, on one side is the supreme and noble throne in the world, and on the other side is the cliff from which there will be no return.

Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by six magpies. There was no sound outside the door after that, and it was clear that the knocker had left unconsciously.

When the prince heard this, his face was full of joy.

The magpie is singing, which means that the previous plan has been completed!

"Congratulations, Your Highness." Broken Jiuyou also smiled and congratulated.

The prince's joy could not be suppressed, and he looked at Duan Jiuyou with excitement on his face, and his voice was a little more gloomy: "Okay, okay, the next thing is to bother the great grandmaster." ”

The previous plan has been successful, which means that the palace has been completely sealed for the time being, Qiu Chuji and others have also been dragged down, and all obstacles have been almost eliminated.

And this last thing is naturally to kill the emperor!

If the emperor does not die, how can the new emperor ascend the throne!?

"Your Highness is relieved, even if Lin Lingsu and the others react, they can't save that person." The Canglang Ghost Emperor smiled.

The prince bowed slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

The Canglang Ghost Emperor, the owner of the Tsing Yi Building, the first killer organization of the Great Song Dynasty, is also one of the strongest great masters today. With such a master dispatched in person, the prince was naturally more at ease. Although Zhao Ji still has master guards beside him, they are just a group of scum in front of the world's number one killer.

The Imperial Court of the Palace.

Because there was still a period of time before the party began, Zhao Ji had not yet left for Kenyue.

Inside the palace.

The little eunuch and the palace maids stood with their hands down and did not dare to raise their heads, Zhao Ji sat on the prince's chair behind the desk, with a gentle smile on his face.

Next to him is a young Lori dressed in light blue with a charming and moving face, who is the most favored Emperor Maode.

Zhao Ji has more than 60 children, and many princes and princesses can only see him once a year at the annual meeting. However, there is always a regular meeting for everything, and although most of the princes and princesses are not favored, there are also people who are concerned and favored.

For example, Maude Diji.

Compared with other princesses, she can be said to be a collection of thousands of favors, not only can she see Zhao Ji twice in three days, but all kinds of rich rewards are constantly being lost all year round. In addition, she is also the only one among the many princes and emperors to enter important places such as the imperial study, but there is no need to make a report.

"Maude, do you remember what your father said?" Zhao Ji smiled and said gently.

Emperor Maude's little face, which was originally as white as snow, was now red like a ripe apple. Her eyes were slightly narrow and long, like a fox, so that her big watery eyes were pure and a little more charming.

When Emperor Maode heard Zhao Ji's words, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her little head embarrassedly, and responded in a voice like a mosquito: "Maode understands." ”

Zhao Ji nodded with satisfaction, looking at Emperor Maode's touching little appearance, there was a little more expectation and pride in his eyes.

Even if that kid from the Zhang family is not interested in power, can he still have no desires and no desires.

Li Qingzhao and Master Li are all rare and peerless beauties. Since you like beauty, then I will give you beauty!

I'm better than them, and I don't believe you'll be tempted.

Zhao Ji thought of the treasure that Zhang Shang gave to Li Qingzhao when he asked for marriage, and his heart couldn't help but be hot. He believes that what Zhang Shang has in his hands is definitely far more than what he currently shows.

Perhaps, he knows the true method of immortal cultivation!?

Otherwise, immortal treasures, spiritual tea, and strange beasts, these treasures that have never appeared before, why would they continue to flow out of his hands. In the face of this unbelievable reality, if Zhang Shang did not have the support of a fairy-like existence behind him, he would not believe it if he killed Zhao Ji.

And just when Zhao Ji was imagining the future and fantasizing that Zhang Shangneng and Emperor Mao De could look at each other, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the room.

Among them, there is a faint sound of swords colliding!

Something happened!

Zhao Ji heard the movement from outside and immediately stood up from his chair. His brows furrowed, and before he could ask what had happened, he saw three figures walk in from outside the palace.

The crown prince walked in front, and Broken Nine You followed behind.

Behind the two of them, there was also a middle-aged general dressed in shining fish scale armor and holding a blood-stained long knife.

When several people walked into the room one after another, Zhao Ji's heart suddenly sank. Because he already knew what was going on outside.

Conspiracy!

"Okay, you deserve to be a good emperor of mine." Zhao Ji was a man who had been an emperor for decades after all, and his heart was full of anger, but he quickly calmed down. He sat down again, staring at the group with a gloomy face, his voice revealing an endless chill.

He really didn't expect that his usually cowardly and cowardly prince would have the courage to rebel.

Emperor Maud looked at the murderous general, and the long knife dripping blood had already lost its color. She looked at a few people with a pale face, her weak and boneless little hands tightly clasped the armrests of the chair, and her delicate body trembled slightly, obviously scared to the extreme.

"Son-in-law, see father." The prince smiled, and his voice was a little more cheerful.

The tide is set!

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