Gurgling blood flowed from Yu Ketian's injured throat, instantly staining his black robe. He tried to pull out the throwing knife that stuck in his throat, but it was ...... Not as expected.

The eyes of anticipation swept over the sword light and sword shadows, as well as the corpses of those men who fell by the Jinghu Lake. Yu Ketian's fingers weakly pointed at Sikong Youpian, and the bloodthirsty cold light in his eyes was enough to make Sikong Youpian die thousands of times.

But after seeing it, Sikong Yu was still as calm as yesterday.

But all thieves who oppose the imperial court, whether they are Xiyue people or Beitan people. In Sikong You's mercy, they all have to die!

Even the dying and struggling man in front of him is still Yu Ketian, who has known him since he was a child and has a good friendship.

"You kill me...... It's because ...... Ji Qingge? ”

The corners of Yu Ketian's lips curled up with a touch of mockery, and he slowly said such a sentence.

"Yes."

Facing Yu Ketian, who was still bleeding, Sikong Youlian didn't want to hide anything from the dying man in front of him, so he said truthfully.

The thin lips provoked a cold smile, and Sikong Youlian reached out and picked up Yu Ketian, who was lying on the cold ground. With a soft sigh, he said:

"You once said that the day you become your uncle will be the time to promote me."

His position has always been higher than Yu Ketian's, who needs whom's promotion?

A trace of helplessness flashed in Yu Ketian's eyes, and he hooked his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

"You also said that you and I were born and died with King Yan. Neither he nor you will do me any harm in the future. Sikong You's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Yu Ketian to hear clearly.

I clearly know that Sikong and my words are full of endless irony. But Yu Ketian was dying and struggling, and wanted to say, but it was extremely difficult.

"You...... How? ”

Sikong Youlian sneered and fiercely provoked his heroic sword eyebrows. He said in a deep voice: "A long time ago, you found out that I liked that season of Qingge.

So, you indirectly revealed to this seat that you were going to rob her and give her to this seat? ”

"Yes."

A trace of disdain flashed in Yu Ketian's eyes, and he couldn't imagine that a noble son like Sikong Youlian, who was born in a big family, would be interested in Ji Qingge's orphan girl.

I have to say that this kind of behavior is shameful to Yu Ketian.

What is Ji Qingge?

Her father had been a hussar general, even though he had been given the general's mansion by the emperor. But the General's Mansion is still not on Jingning Street.

There is still a certain distance from their gate valve clans.

Why?

It's not because the emperor is also worried about the power of those gate lords who live in Jingning Street. Considering that Ji Mochen is just a martial artist who came out of the countryside in the south of the Yangtze River?

But the commonplace in front of him, why should he be different. To like a woman who is not from a gate valve family, Ji Qingge?

What Yu Ketian said at the beginning that he wanted to rob Ji Qingge and give it to Yu Ketian was just a joke. But Sikong Youlian warned him with a serious face:

"With this seat, no one will be allowed to hurt her."

"You still love her, that ...... Orphan girl?! ”

Yu Ketian was lying in Sikong You's arms, and the disdain and disdain in his eyes were extremely obvious.

"Not only does this seat still love her, but ...... Only one person who will love her. ”

Sikong Youpian looked resolutely in the direction where the palace was located, and said solemnly.

"Hmph, haha......"

Yu Ketian's expression revealed obvious disbelief. Hooked his lips with difficulty and asked, "You love her, but you ...... Why...... Stop me...... Grab her to you. ”

"The love I want in this seat is to be happy with Ji Qingge."

Sikong You's narrow peach blossom eyes revealed a hint of regret. Asked in a low voice:

"If you rob her and give it to me, will you not bow her and humiliate me?"

After saying that, Sikong Youpian put Yu Ketian on the cobblestone path with an expressionless face. Seeing Yu Ketian's gaze, he turned to look in the direction where the palace was located.

"Sister Keqing......"

That shout almost exhausted Yu Ketian's last bit of strength.

It wasn't until Sikong Youpian took off the flying knife in his throat for Yu Ketian that he couldn't make Yu Ketian close his eyes.

Looking at Yu Ketian who was lying in a pool of blood, a trace of complicated color flashed in Sikong You's narrow peach blossom eyes.

I saw a man in armor come out of the forbidden army and kneel in front of Sikong Youpiao.

Kowtow pleaded:

"Young General, for the sake of our companions who both grew up on Jingning Street, allow me to ...... Jiang Yu ...... Ketian's corpse, take it back to Jingning Street. ”

"I really can't be the master of this matter."

A hint of cunning flashed in Sikong You's eyes, and he pointed to Du Xueqiang, who was standing not far away, and said, "However, you can ask him." ”

The man kneeling on the ground smiled knowingly, walked to Du Xueqiang's side, and only said so, so, Yunyun.

Du Xueqiang's eagle eyes instantly crossed a trace of gloom. He said in a deep voice: "If you want to take it away, just as soon as possible." It's too late, you and I can't afford it. ”

So the man in armor took advantage of the chaos to carry away Yu Ketian's corpse while Sikong Youlian was monitoring the forbidden soldiers and dealing with the corpses of those people in the Taiwei Mansion.

This incident was seen by Yan Fengxing, who was hiding in the shadows.

It's just that Yan Fengxing's secret agents from King Xiao's Mansion won't report to King Yan. However, when Yan Fengxing told His Royal Highness King Xiao about the incident, he omitted the dialogue between Yu Ketian and Sikong Youpian.

But then Lu Yi, as well as Bai Yuqian and others, are far different.

In this way, a nameless anger rose in Di Jinxuan's heart for no reason. He didn't have any doubts about Yan Fengxing's character, but he was just resentful of the other party's deliberate concealment.

After all, Di Jinxuan himself had long known that Sikong Youlian's feelings for Ji Qingge were not simply friendships between friends.

On the second day of the first lunar month, after Di Jinxuan and Ji Qingge had breakfast, they took the carriage of King Xiao's Mansion back to General Ji's Mansion.

When passing by Jinghu, Ji Qingge couldn't help but lift the curtain and look out.

I saw that the boats in the lake were still the same, and the pedestrians strolling on the lakeside path were still the same. Just through the cobblestone road that had been washed by the water of Jinghu Lake, she still seemed to smell the bloody smell hidden in the air.

The water of the lake is no longer clear because it is stained with blood......

The morning sun shines on the surface of Jinghu Lake, glowing with a little bit of gold.

Not far away, on the Jinghe River, which passes through the imperial city, there are boats sailing in the direction of Jiangnan. As soon as Ji Qingge recalled what Di Jinxuan had said, he only felt that the tip of his heart was stabbed by a sharp blade, and his right hand weakly lowered the curtain.

Emperor Jinxuan told Ji Qingge that the imperial court would soon send troops to Fengqi Kingdom to help him quell the rebellion.

As the eldest son of the emperor, King Yan took the lead in donating 10,000 taels of silver to reward the soldiers of the Qi army who fought bravely.

With the generosity of the eldest son of the emperor, the fourth prince Emperor Jinxi also followed suit and donated 1,000 taels of silver. Although the 1,000 taels of silver were given to him by Di Jinxuan a year ago.

After Emperor Jinxuan came to Dayue Palace, the emperor reminded him to take practical action on the matter of aiding neighboring countries.

Di Jinxuan had no choice but to take out 10,000 taels of silver.

The Emperor and King Yan looked at each other, as if they were not very satisfied with the amount of silver donated by Emperor Jinxuan.

"Third brother, you have a rich village and a shop, and you are the prince who has received the most gifts from his father among the many princes." A trace of cunning flashed in King Yan's deep eyes, and he said.