Beidi, Xiqiang, Nanli.

Three kingdoms got the news at the same time.

Xiao Jingyi, the most outstanding prince of the Great Qi Kingdom and the best candidate for the crown prince, was poisoned and is still unconscious.

Everybody, it's starting to move.

The news was spread with the acquiescence of the emperor.

Soon, there was movement around Daqi as the emperor expected.

Not to mention that Xiqiang and Nanli sent people to infiltrate Daqi to investigate around, only Beidi, when the news reached Wan Yanxu, he was on his way to the savage tribe of his maternal ancestor.

Not long ago, the savage tribe was attacked, and the clues left behind seemed to be done by a tribe that had conflicts with the savage tribe, but his uncle privately asked people to pass the word to him, and someone in the palace was secretly preparing to launch a palace change.

According to his confession, some people in the palace have been in frequent contact with their tribal leaders recently, promising many benefits, so that they can provoke inter-tribal battles with the palace at that time, so as to cooperate with the war in Beijing.

Among the promised benefits, there is to let them take over the savage tribe after winning.

It's nothing to instigate one tribe alone, but the key is that they are not only instigating this one, but also a dozen other tribes, large and small.

Fortunately, the captured live mouth was waiting by the leader's side, otherwise he would not have known such a detailed secret.

Heaven will not kill me.

Wan Yanxu stopped his horses and stood in the late autumn wind, looking at the endless grassland in the distance.

Herders are busy harvesting autumn grass for the winter months to chew on their livestock, children whipping their flocks and shepherd dogs running around. The sound of laughter, the barking of dogs, and the mooing of cattle and sheep all told him that this vivid picture, the people in it, was his territory, and no one could covet it.

And if anyone coveted it, he spoke to them with the long sword in his hand.

The faces of the young men who survived the wind and frost of the grassland and the fall of the palace have gradually faded away from the layer of immaturity. Some dark faces, resolute eyebrows and eyes, revealing a nobility and calmness that people dare not underestimate. That innate kingly spirit can't be hidden.

At this time, he no longer needs to cover all this.

His power has long been all over the court and the army, and the prince's position is as stable as a mountain, and no one can shake it.

The Yan Concubine Shi Jia, who made waves, showed that it seemed that she was lifeless the moment she learned that Yan Lei died in Daqi.

But half a year ago, her father was in charge, and the six-year-old fourth prince succeeded to her name, so that she had a son again.

The biological mother of the fourth prince fell ill and died that night.

Concubine Yan did a ritual for her for three days and three nights, and Yan Xu also went to put on a stick of incense.

Seeing Concubine Yan's eyes red, she looked heartbroken.

Wan Yanxu smiled and patted the shoulders of the four princes, pointed at Concubine Yan in front of many courtiers and said, "Your mother was killed by her, you have to remember the revenge of killing your mother." ”

The crowd was stunned.

The crown prince dared to speak like this, how much he didn't take the emperor and Concubine Yan in his eyes!

The fourth prince seemed to understand whether he understood or not, took his hand, and looked at Concubine Yan with some fear.

Concubine Yan immediately couldn't sit still, "The crown prince is going to be full of nonsense, this palace just wants to have a son who will be retired for the elderly, is it also in the way of the prince's affairs?" You deliberately provoke the hatred of the emperor against the palace, what good will it do you? ”

"Snort." Wan Yanxu didn't bother to make a mistake with her, glanced coldly at the courtiers with different looks, and sneered: "Everyone knows what your purpose is, so you don't have to pretend to be wronged." As for the fourth brother hating you, you don't need to be good for me, as long as it's not good for you. ”

Blatant provocation, plus contempt.

Concubine Yan's resentful eyes gradually evaded, not daring to look at the serpent-like banter in his eyes.

The words that Yan Xu had said to her sounded in her ears again.

"As long as it's not good for you, I just like to do it, don't you know?"

"How did my mother die? You and my father know that. I will not be in a hurry to settle this account with you, I will slowly torture your minds, so that you will always live in fear of no hope, and live in resentment that wants to kill me but cannot do anything. ”

"Death is too cheap for you, what's the hurry? I haven't seen your utter despair. I'm not in a hurry, and you don't have to worry, and it's early. ”

Concubine Yan was going crazy at that time.

The son is dead, and there is no explanation until now.

Wan Yanxu naturally became the crown prince.

She had long since lost hope.

What else does it have to be to be considered complete despair?

It didn't take long for her to get her answer.

Emperor Beidi suddenly got wind disease, his whole body was paralyzed, and he was incontinent, and he couldn't even speak.

Concubine Yan was dumbfounded. wanted to go in to serve the sick, but was blocked by Wanyanxu's people.

Originally, I wanted to show the prestige of the concubine and scolded the guards, "Bold minion, dare to block the way of the palace, do you want to die?" ”

As everyone knows, the guards were not afraid at all, and snorted lightly from their nostrils, and said: "It is better for the subordinates to persuade the concubine not to humiliate herself, and it is the will of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not to allow anyone to enter, and the subordinates dare not disobey it." If you have any grievances and opinions, you can go to the prince to complain, and the prince is waiting for you. ”

Concubine Yan was angry.

Under the persuasion of Gonggong Yan, he returned to his palace.

Before he could sit down and take a breath, he heard that the prince had sent someone to call the four princes over.

Gonggong Yan's people inquired about the news and came back to say that the prince intended to elevate the position of the dead biological mother of the four princes, and also erected a monument to re-hang the four princes in the name of their biological mother.

Of course, the fourth prince was willing, so he immediately cried and hugged Wan Yanxu, and he couldn't wait to kneel down and kowtow in gratitude.

Concubine Yan was anxious and angry, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell on the couch.

It was late at night that I slowly opened my eyes.

Staring blankly at the tent above his head, he felt the taste of despair for the first time.

If I had known that this little wolf cub was so cold and ruthless, I should have killed him earlier.

Nowadays, alas, what else is there to say?

It's too late to regret!

When people are cornered, they will want to go to the Jedi to fight back.

The same is true for Concubine Yan.

Originally, I was counting on the emperor's support, but now the emperor himself is difficult to protect, and there is no longer that possibility.

That night she sent a letter to her father and brother, asking him to act according to the plan they had agreed upon.

Everything is going on in secret, everything is silent.

As everyone knows, their every move is under Wan Yanxu's control.

Including the tribes that were instigated by them to rebel against the water, they were all installed with people who finished Yan Xu.

When I went to the Savage Tribe today, I actually came to discuss important matters with my grandfather and uncle under the pretext that the Savage Tribe was attacked.

They are all waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

so that he can ascend the throne justifiably and without being criticized.

The emperor's wind disease was done by his people, so he should seek justice for the queen mother.

He originally planned to let his father go underground to accompany his mother, but his grandfather stopped him.

My grandfather said, "Paralysis has already given him retribution, and if you can't take his life, Immortal Heaven will not allow it." ”

As he spoke, he drew a picture on his chest, then crossed his hands on his chest, knelt down and kowtowed.

Immortality?

Hehe.

The boy rode on his horse, and the autumn wind blew in front of him.

Then let the Shijia tribe can't wait, the day they make a move will be the day they will perish.

Before that, should he bring out the son of Shi Jia's family, the prince of Beidi, Wanyan Lei, to give them a look?

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