"Yes, the vassals obey."

Mo Sinian kept kneeling on the ground, not even daring to raise his head, let alone look directly at the face of the prince.

Moss is afraid!

I was afraid that the murder of the prince was really as rumored, he was a big devil who killed people without blinking, and if he was unhappy, he cut off the head of himself, the little emperor of the country. According to Emperor Si's favor for the prince killer, even if the prince really cut himself, Emperor Si would not blame him.

"Good."

Si Jitian narrowed his eyes and glanced at the imperial study, one on each side of the vase, symmetrical left and right, very good; One on one side, symmetrical left and right, very good; Lanterns...... Well? How can there be three palace lights?

Si Jitian's face darkened, and he suddenly pulled out a long knife from his waist, and with two "brushes", the glazed palace lamp shattered, and only two were left.

Well, that's good. Much more comfortable.

Two long knives are in the scabbard. Yes, Si Jitian is a second-class person. A handful hangs from his left waist and a handful from his right waist.

"Kill His Royal Highness the Prince! The subordinates must find out the mastermind of the Yanhuang Xuantie case as soon as possible and bring him to justice, there is such a palace lamp! ”

Mo Sinian shouted, covered in cold sweat, and kept kowtowing to Si Jitian and making promises.

Mom!

It's scary!

Is killing the prince giving him a disgrace? Tell yourself that his patience has reached its limit? If you can't find out the mastermind of the case as soon as possible, you will chop your head like smashing the round glass palace lamp!

Si Jitian was stunned for a moment, hooked his lips and smiled: "I can't see it, you are quite determined."

As he spoke, he also stretched out his big hand and patted Mosnian on the shoulder.

Si Jitian is a sixth-order mad martial artist, he is used to doing his own thing, and he has never known how to restrain his strength. If he knew how to be restrained, he would not have stabbed the king of Yi in the right shoulder when the prince was competing in martial arts, and then made up for the sake of symmetry.

It was such a slap that directly broke the back shoulder blade of Mo Sinian, and cold sweat broke out on Mo Sinian's painful forehead, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, but he forcibly held back and swallowed it.

It's horrible!

Did the prince kill him just now?

Moss Nian's face was prostrate on the ground, and he was in the mood of extreme panic. His body was in severe pain and he was shaking incessantly. Mo Sinian suddenly missed Cheese Yutianlai, he would rather serve His Royal Highness than kill such a terrifying master as the prince!

"Brother Huang, what are you doing?"

As soon as Si Yutian pushed open the door, he saw such a homicide scene.

In the imperial study, a glass palace lamp was broken, three wolf pens were broken, and more than half of the folds on the table were torn, leaving only two stacks on the left and right. The inkstone was smashed apiece, and even a dragon head on the dragon chair was cut off.

As for Mosnian, his right shoulder was stained with blood, and he curled up and trembled on the ground.

And Si Jitian raised his hand and pointed it at Mo Sinian's left shoulder, and he was about to slap it with one palm-

"Stop!"

Si Yutian frowned, rushed forward with a brisk step, grabbed the right hand of the prince who wanted to commit murder, and said sharply, "Father and Emperor are here to let you take up the post of envoy of the prison country, not for you to kill the emperor of the Fire Crane Kingdom!" It's not for you to destroy the Fire Crane Palace! ”

He, the imperial brother, is there a lower limit?!

When Si Jitian saw Si Yutian, his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face: "Fourth brother! You're here, stop the ink, and give me the golden lion print. ”