Si Yantian, who was tied into a zongzi, had a pig's head-like face, and a look of loneliness was crossed.

Ye Luo rubbed the sharp mouth of the knife on Si Yantian's neck twice, drew a shallow bloody wound, and asked, "Do you really care about his life and death?"

"Don't care about ......"

"I care! Care! ”

Si Qingfeng's voice was covered by the voice of another anxious and anxious middle-aged man. Zuo Qinglong, the prime minister of Zuo, hurriedly ran over, sweating all over his head.

While running, he shouted: "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, why were you caught?" Ay! ”

"Uncle—"

Si Yantian glanced at Zuo Qinglong aggrievedly, and his voice was a little choked.

It turns out that in this world, there are still people who care about his life and death.

Hey, this king is really still valuable.

"Miss Ye, holding the prince hostage is a big crime to lose your head and punish the nine clans." Zuo Qinglong's face was pale, staring at Ye Luo anxiously, and said, "You have to think about it." It's too late to let go now. The old minister will also look at the face of His Royal Highness the Prince and will not be held accountable. ”

Ye Luo raised his eyebrows: "Are you kidding me?" For the sake of Yu's face? Who doesn't know that in the court, you and Yu are mortal enemies who contradict political views. It's good if you don't harm the king, and you will give the emperor face? Hehe. ”

At this moment, as soon as she lets go and gives Si Yantian freedom, Zuo Qinglong will definitely turn her face immediately.

Both she and Si Xuanmo will be in an extremely disadvantageous situation.

Si Yantian cried with a sad face and howled: "Uncle, doesn't she just want that antidote, you just give it to her."

Ye Luo=. =

Oh, the third prince, you are so cooperative, I am embarrassed.

I'm sorry to take you hostage.

Zuo Qinglong stumbled, almost fell, looked like he hated iron but not steel, clenched his fists and said: "Third prince, don't speak!" My uncle will negotiate with her. ”

Zuo Qinglong finished telling Si Yantian, then turned to look at Ye Luo, coughed lightly, and said, "Miss Ye, that's the case, you see-"

"Ahhh Uncle, it hurts! It hurts this king to death! ”

Zuo Qinglong's words were only halfway through, and Si Yantian immediately howled again, crying and mourning.

The corners of Zuo Qinglong's eyes twitched: "......"

Nima, a straw bale is a straw bale.

I haven't seen any big scenes, it's really a pus-filled coward.

"Miss Ye, how can you torture the third prince?!" The tone of questioning was extremely unpleasant.

"I didn't torture him." Ye Luo spread his hands innocently┑( ̄Д ̄)┍"I didn't even touch him, he called by himself." ”

Zuo Qinglong: "......"

He also wanted to be ruthless, so he gave up Si Yantian and let him die.

However, it is not yet known whether Si Qingfeng can succeed.

In case Si Qingfeng is defeated, he has to leave himself a back road, and that back road is the third prince Si Yantian.

"Well, here's the antidote."

Zuo Qinglong compromised.

As soon as he took out the antidote, he was stopped by Zuo Qingfeng: "I can't give it to her!"

"Lord of the Breeze Palace." Zuo Qinglong glanced at the Qingfeng Hall Lord deeply, and his voice was extremely earnest, "Although the third prince is not successful, he is my own nephew after all. ”

"The kindness of a woman!" Si Qingfeng was displeased.

"Qingfeng Hall Lord, I have handed over the dispatch power of the entire Heavenly Star Gate to you, and the combat power of the Zuo family is also at your disposal. I don't have any other requirements, just let the three princes survive. Zuo Qinglong's attitude was almost pleading.