Taking a merchant ship is undoubtedly quite boring, because all the glory points are spent, and Yang Wuzheng can't even start the qualifying race, so he can only have a rare leisure.

Fortunately, all kinds of daily things are readily available on the merchant ship, and with Xiao Qiao chatting on the side to relieve boredom, Yang Wuzheng is not bored.

Xiao Qiao changed her dress, a light green long skirt, her eyebrows were curved, her face was like white jade, and her beauty was full of heroism and brilliance.

With this kind of naturally beautiful girl by his side to accompany the saddle before and after the horse, Yang Wuzheng's life was very comfortable.

Three days passed in a flash.

During these three days, the merchant ships passed through many cities unimpeded, and finally arrived at Daxia City.

And Zhao Yun also got his wish and refined ten hero fragments, and his cultivation reached the height of the fifth stage of the Silver Realm.

After the merchant ship docked at the dock of Daxia City, Yang Wuzheng and his party walked through the bustling streets.

The surrounding traffic is busy, pedestrians are weaving, and restaurants are lined up on both sides, and there are bursts of laughter.

Relatively speaking, Daxia City is dozens of times more prosperous than Changping City.

Zhao Yun's reaction was better, his eyes and nose were concerned, and he followed Yang Wuzheng and walked with his head down.

And Xiao Qiao is much more alive, curious about everything, and chattering non-stop.

After about a stick of incense, Yang Wuzheng finally returned to the palace where he had lived before.

The reason why it is called 'Xinggong' is because of the practice of the Great Xia Kingdom, the prince of the royal family must be an adult before he can be crowned king, and Yang Wuzheng was a demon three years ago, but he can sleep for three years, and this king has also been delayed.

Yang Wuzheng, who arrived at the gate of the palace, paused, and frowned slightly.

The palace where he lived was guarded by a few guards in the past, but at this time the gate was also open, and there was no one to be seen.

"You all act quickly, and move all the valuable things in this palace to King Jing's Mansion under His Royal Highness the Second Prince. ”

"Manager Lu, all the things in this palace are the personal belongings of the Third Highness, why don't we move away like this?"

Now there is news from Changping City, Yang Wuzheng, this waste has been defeated, not only lost Changping City, but also secretly ran away like a lost dog, even if he came back alive, he would have to be questioned and reduced to a prisoner. ”

"Ah, Your Highness is defeated, so what should we do?"

"Hehe, that waste made a bet with the second prince beyond his strength, and now it seems that he can't protect himself, if you want to continue to live, you must be the housekeeper, otherwise Your Majesty will be angry, and you may not be able to eat and walk around. ”

There was a noisy sound in the palace, and Yang Wuzheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his eyes to look.

I saw a good-looking butler, with his hands on his hips, arrogantly instructing a group of subordinates to carry out boxes of items from the inner courtyard.

In the past three years of Yang Wuzheng's confusion, all the daily affairs in the palace have been controlled by the Empress Xie.

And the housekeeper named Lu Li in front of him is the henchman of Queen Xie, and his purpose is also to monitor Yang Wuzheng.

As for King Jing's Mansion, it is the residence of the second prince, Yang Jinjue.

He has long been an adult and has been canonized as 'King Jing'.

"After leaving home for a few days, the dog in this house has also turned the sky upside down, and it seems that my owner is very incompetent. ”

The corners of Yang Wuzheng's mouth twitched with a hint of coldness, and he strode in.

"Who?"

Hearing the movement in the rear, Steward Lu turned around suddenly, and when he saw clearly that it was Yang Wuzheng, instead of being afraid, he teased with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that His Royal Highness is back, and the old slave is polite." ”

said that it was a salute, but from beginning to end, there was no symbolic appearance of hands and feet, which shows its arrogance.

"Who gave you the guts to move His Highness's belongings?"

Yang Wuzheng smiled, his smile glowing with a hint of coldness.

"Third Highness, for the sake of our master and servant for so many years, the old slave is particularly gracious, and if you don't leak the news that you have returned from escaping, you should run quickly, if you escape far away, maybe you can still survive. ”

Lu Li sneered and said, "Of course, in return, all the valuable belongings in your palace, the old slave will not be polite to laugh." ”

"Steward Lu, in the past three years, you have reaped a lot of benefits in the palace under His Royal Highness, right? When raising a dog is in trouble, you know that you will never give up waging your tail, and it seems that you are not even as good as a dog. ”

Yang Wuzheng looked down at his white fingers, and never looked at the other party with his eyes straight from beginning to end.

"Yang Wuzheng, the old man called you Your Highness, do you really think of yourself as the prince of the royal family?"

Lu Li laughed angrily and said: "The old man will tell you now, you are not even a fart, if it weren't for the fact that the second prince didn't want to bear the stigma of fratricide, you died early and didn't even know where the bones were rotten." ”

"Evil thief, dare to humiliate my lord when he is dying. ”

Zhao Yun was also a hot temper, and with a wave of his spear, he put it on Lu Li's neck.

"Yang Wuzheng, what do you want to do? I'm the queen and the second prince, don't mess around. ”

The blood spilling from his neck and the feeling of the blade suddenly made Lu Li's face pale with fright, and his body trembled.

"Is that bitch Xie? she doesn't take it in the eyes of His Highness. ”

Yang Wuzheng said coldly.

"Bold, you defeated waste prince, you can't protect yourself, and you dare to blaspheme the mother of the country today, according to the laws of Great Xia, you have to execute Ling Chi with a thousand knives. ”

Lu Li was really a loyal lackey, and when he heard Yang Wuzheng's insulting words, he immediately roared with a hideous face despite the spear around his neck.

"That's a good idea. ”

Yang Wuzheng snapped his fingers and said, "Zhao Yun, cut him into tens of millions of pieces and throw him into the kennel in the backyard to feed the dogs." ”

"Little cub, you dare to ......"

Lu Li's face turned pale instantly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

I saw a line of blood appear on his neck, blood erupted, and he fell to the sky in a pool of blood.

"Dead man, dead man. ”

"Grunt......"

When the more than a dozen family maids around saw this bloody scene, they were also so frightened that their faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of horror when they threw themselves at Yang Wuzheng.

"What are you doing in a daze? The lord said that he would be dragged to the kennel to feed the dogs, but he still didn't do it?"

Zhao Yunli put away his spear and said coldly.

He was respectful and loyal to Yang Wuzheng, but to outsiders, he revealed the majesty of a superior person.

"Your Highness, slave maid, slave maid has something important to tell. ”

At this moment, a slave said tremblingly.

"Your name is Xiaolan, right? By the way, where is Xiaorou?"

Yang Wuzheng's eyebrows sank, and there was a faint bad feeling in his heart.

Xiao Rou is Yang Wuzheng's personal maid, and in the three years that Yang Wuzheng was in a state of confusion, all because of Xiao Rou's care and dedication, she survived.

Although they are called master and servant, they are actually like brothers and sisters.

"This is what the slave and maid want to report. ”

Xiaolan said: "Just half an hour ago, Lu Li took a few guards from King Jing's Mansion, and in front of the slaves and maids, he took Xiao Rou away viciously, saying that His Royal Highness had taken a fancy to her. ”

"Yang Jinjue just targets me on weekdays, and even dares to hit the people around me. ”

Yang Wuzheng's eyes were surging with murderous intent, and he directly took out Marco Polo's revolver and left murderously.

"Yawn, it looks like the lord is angry, and he wants to die again. ”

Xiao Qiao's face was full of excitement, and he looked like he was afraid of not messing up.