Ning Yao lived up to expectations and won full applause, Wei Wenchang looked at the defeated subordinates and was angry, but he still said beautiful words against his will.

Compared with Ning Yao's complacency, Yang Yi squeezed out an ugly smile, but the jealousy in his heart was about to devour him.

Although Prince Liang's guards were good at kung fu, he clearly knew that he was not his opponent, and if he were replaced, he could also easily win.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a blockbuster was not his!

After a brief moment of anger, he was even more glad that he had made the right choice. If you still stay by the side of the son of the world as stupidly as before, then there will never be a day to come out, just because there is a Ning Yao!

Xu blamed Han Ming's concealment on Ning Yao's failure to report it, and Han Qianfeng said calmly: "Yang Yi, you and Ning Yao will have another competition to help the fun." ”

Yang Yi was overjoyed: "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

Han Ming remained silent, just nodded to Ning Yao.

At this moment, he had confirmed that Yang Yi had indeed fallen to his father.

At the same time he felt a deep sadness, which could not be spoken, but haunted his heart.

Father told him through this, and he knew.

Knowing the secret he kept from him, he no longer trusted him so wholeheartedly.

The father and son drank one cup after another, looking coldly at the two who were fighting.

Yang Yi used all his skills against Ning Yao, and the ruthlessness was so fierce that Ling Yue was worried when he looked at it.

Where is this competition, it's just a fate!

Yang Yi's step-by-step killing move made Ning Yao stunned, and a hole was cut in his arm for a moment.

The pain sobered him up, and the man in front of him was no longer his brother who fought side by side, but like an enemy who wanted to kill him quickly.

Yanxia clenched her handkerchief tightly and watched the fierce duel.

She hoped that Yang Yi would win, after all, she was already his person, and she wanted to see Ning Yao, who was above the top, lowering his proud head.

But subconsciously, she didn't want Ning Yao to lose, at least she didn't want him to get hurt.

The blood on her arm reminded her of the rouge that had been poured on his clothes that day, and it was blinding red.

Yanxia couldn't figure out why she was so conflicted, but in fact she was so conflicted.

"Ahh

I don't know who exclaimed, the sword in Yang Yi's hand was loosened, and it was stabbing in the direction of Empress Dowager Zheng.

The entire hall was silent for a moment.

At this time, Princess Nan was waiting beside her, obviously frightened.

"Escort!"

Han Qianfeng's eyes froze, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the case, but the sword was faster than him, and the feeling of powerlessness made his heart suddenly empty, but he didn't expect that his wife bravely blocked in front of Empress Dowager Zheng at the last moment.

"Zhaohui!"

Han Qianfeng's heart shouted as if he had been hit hard, and the feeling of powerlessness was even stronger than just now.

The strong despair was even greater than when the Empress Dowager Zheng married the emperor.

When he lost his soul, he saw a bloodied hand holding the sword body, and the tip of the sword was only one finger away from Princess Nan at this time.

It's Han Ming.

"Mother, are you okay?"

Han Ming threw his sword and pulled Princess Nan's sleeve.

"Ming'er, mother is fine."

Princess Nan had red eyes and wrapped a handkerchief around the wound in his palm, and the blood kept flowing.

Compared with her husband's silent shouting, her son's sacrifice to save her moved her even more, even if it was her own son.

was so distressed that tears fell straight down: "Silly boy, how can you save your mother regardless of your safety?" ”

"The son saves the mother, it is right, you are fine." Only then did Han Ming realize that the blood had stained her sleeves red, and he was slightly apologetic: "Mother, the clothes are dirty, let's change them." ”

Princess Nan touched his face: "This dress should be kept by my mother, it is a testimony of my son's filial piety." ”

Mother and son are filial, Han Qianfeng couldn't help but be moved.

Such a good son, he can't return it to Ling Lie no matter what, the person is his, and the heart is also his.

At the same time, an idea was strengthened.

"Zhaohui, you're frightened, go back and rest for a while."

Han Qianfeng personally supported her, and until now, his eyes have never left his wife and son.

The two "Zhaohui" made Mrs. Zheng's back bloodless, and the backs of them leaving each other made her heart like a knife.

She lost!

She used to be able to comfort herself with his heart, but now, she has completely lost him!

She began to complain that Princess Nan was nosy, who asked her to save her?

How nice it would be if that sword stabbed you!

"Mother, are you alright?" Han Xu, who was initially frightened, showed concern in his eyes.

Empress Dowager Zheng smiled palely: "It's okay." ”

After settling his mother, Han Ming began to hold him accountable.

"Yang Yi, you almost made a big mistake, are you guilty?"

Yang Yi was drenched in a cold sweat when he first woke up from a dream: "His subordinates are guilty!" ”

His ears were filled with discussions, nothing more than a heinous crime and an unforgivable crime, and even Han Qianfeng glared at him angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that Empress Dowager Zheng's birthday banquet was not suitable for blood, I was afraid that my life would not be saved, how could a hundred boards be good.

Han Xu had no objection to Han Ming's handling, and at this time Wei Wenchang joked: "The prince's guards almost became assassins, I don't know if it is considered a lack of strict governance?" ”

After losing face in the competition, Wei Wenchang is bound to get it back, although he can't take advantage of it, but it can make Han Ming unhappy.

This sentence set off a discussion in the main hall again, Han Ming knew that he was wrong, and he didn't intend to shirk his responsibility.

"Emperor"

"Your Majesty, it is a fact that Yang Yi lost his sword, but there is another fact, I don't know if the emperor is willing to hear it?"

It was Ling Yue who spoke, stopping Han Ming's words of pleading.

"Yue'er, don't worry about this." Han Ming said in a low voice.

"How can I sit idly by and watch that bastard find fault with you?"

"You speak foul language."

"When are you still thinking about this?"

Ignoring him, he smiled and went to the front of the hall.

It's rare for her to raise her eyebrows and smile at him, how can Han Xu be unreasonable?

"I'm very interested, Yue'er, but it's okay."

Ling Yue said "Okay".

"Yang Yi, why did the sword come off?"

Yang Yi, who had an earthy face, raised his head, recalled carefully, and said: "At that time, my wrist was painful, and I had to let go, but I didn't expect it."

Ling Yue waved his hand: "You don't need to say much about what you didn't expect, anyway, your punishment has already been set." Ning Yao, what did you say? ”

"Miss Ling, it's not me, I hurt my arm, I'm just defending, I can't attack at all, and I don't care about hurting people with secret arrows."

It was a fact that he was injured, and as he spoke, he was clutching his arm, blood oozing from between his fingers.

Wei Wenchang said with a smile: "Miss Ling, whether it is Yang Yi or Ning Yao, they are both subordinates of the prince of Nanwang, what is the point of you asking this?" ”

Ling Yue also smiled: "Why is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so anxious? ”

She slowly walked to Ning Yao's side and stretched out her hand to his shoulder, and everyone was surprised that she was holding a shining silver needle between her slender fingers.

"It's." Han Qianfeng stood up, "Yue'er, you make it clear, don't sell it." ”

"Okay, Lord Wang. In fact, it was also simple, when Ning Yao and Yang Yi competed, Prince Liang's guards took advantage of the chaos to throw two silver needles, one hit Ning Yao's shirt, and the other hit Yang Yi's wrist. ”

(End of chapter)