Shui Xuanyi's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Nonsense, just with the two hundred dead soldiers of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you can kill this Huajing, it is simply a fool's dream." Shui Xuanyi waved his hand tiredly and motioned for the housekeeper to go down.

The housekeeper knew that Shui Xuanyi had made up his mind, and it was useless to say more. With a long sigh, Fang turned to leave. When he walked to the door, the housekeeper couldn't help but glance back at Shui Xuanyi in the room, full of sourness.

Just as the housekeeper was walking away, a low sigh suddenly sounded behind him: "If you meet Hua'er in the future, say sorry to her on my behalf." There was a faint silence in his voice.

The butler's old body trembled suddenly, and then he walked away. The old back has a faint desolation.

……

In the imperial study of the palace, Ji Xingfeng was dressed in a bright yellow dragon dragon robe, standing by the window, exuding a momentum of looking at the world, and his big hand with distinct bones was fiddling with the wrench on his thumb for a while.

The huge imperial study is as quiet as death. The air seemed to be frozen, and the attendants standing respectfully not far away did not even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

After a while, a rush of footsteps sounded outside the hall, breaking the silence of the room. Ji Xingfeng still stood with his hands in his hands, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the thoughts in his eyes.

The visitor entered the study and walked straight to the emperor by the window, and his deep voice sounded slowly: "I don't know what the emperor sent to call his ministers?" ”

Ji Xingfeng turned around, glanced at the attendant not far away with a cold sharp gaze, and said, "You all go down." ”

Hearing this, several people suddenly seemed to be pardoned, and quickly exited the imperial study.

After listening to the footsteps outside, Lin Anfang said: "As expected, as the emperor expected, those people have begun to move, and they can't wait." ”

Ji Xingfeng sneered: "Hehe, if you guess correctly, it won't be long before the old dog's death date." ”

"Yes, in two months, it will be Yang Yutian's death day." Lin'an responded lightly, without a trace of emotion.

"Hehe, then you have to be mentally prepared for everything next. But remember, the time is not now. Ji Xingfeng has arrived, and in just two sentences, Lin'an's fate has been decided.

"Don't worry, I'...... Measured. "Lin'an knows that the current situation is changing rapidly, and if you are not careful, you will never recover. After so many years of planning, there must be a result that is not.

Ji Xingfeng glanced at Lin An meaningfully, and said, "But, no matter what, those are your blood relatives, when that day comes, can you really be a cold bystander?" This is quite a bit tentative, not that he doesn't believe in Lin'an, but the current situation does not allow them to have any negligence and carelessness.

Lin An was stunned, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said with great mockery: "Are you close by blood?" Don't you know better than I do. ”

Ji Xingfeng was stunned for a moment, a bloodthirsty cold light flashed under his eyes, his handsome face was almost distorted, and with a 'bang', the wrench that was originally held in his hand was shattered in response, and a little blood red was so red that Ji Xingfeng's clenched palm slowly dripped down, fell on the snow-white floor, and scattered, like a cold plum that bloomed alone in the cold.

"Lin'an, this is the first and last time." After a long time, Ji Xingfeng calmed down and warned in a cold voice.

Lin An smiled bitterly, this time it can be regarded as touching his reverse scales. After following him for so many years, I have never seen him show such emotions. Even if there was a few steps between the two, he could still clearly feel the pain and resentment in Ji Xingfeng's heart.