King Xuan knelt down to receive the holy decree, got up and threw off his brocade robe, turned to face the ministers, and proudly glanced at the ministers of His Royal Highness. Now, the emperor is deeply poisoned, life and death are uncertain, the prince is the master of the Han Dynasty, who is disrespectful and who is disrespectful?

The prince's face was deep, his eyebrows were raised, and he stood in front of the main hall and raised his hand to show it, as if he was the majesty of the world, and the innate majesty and arrogance were vividly displayed.

"All the ministers are flat!"

Ziwei stood aside, looking at the crown prince's raised eyebrows, and her heart was panicked, now that he was in the limelight, he was only one step away from the throne, whether she was happy or worried, she couldn't tell her, she just felt that the front was illusory and unreal.

At this time, a figure stood lonely in the corner of the main hall, looking at the passionate scene of the ministers in front of him, King Xuan was named the crown prince, glorified, happy, and his imperial dream became a bubble, at this time, King Hao's heart was full of sorrow and desolation, and he withdrew from the hall without losing his soul. The queen mother died, the coffin is still in the Haowang Mansion, it's time to go out of the funeral, tomorrow, the queen mother will be desolate and quietly into the ground.

If the prime minister's plan succeeds, then there will be a grand funeral for the queen mother, and he will still bury the queen mother in the imperial mausoleum, but now, everything will be gone with the wind.

He Zhifan saw that the crown prince was right, and the general trend had gone, so he gritted his teeth with hatred, just because, recently, more than half of the giant gate organizations in various places were eradicated by Mu Qingyang, and there was not much left. The crown prince will definitely not forgive him for his rebellious actions, the court has no place for him to stand on He Zhifan, thirty-six plans to go, when will he not leave at this time?

He Zhifan quietly slipped to the gate of the palace, and was just about to leave, when a mighty figure blocked in front of him.

"Want to escape?!" Mu Qingyang was handsome and cold, his sword eyebrows were angry, his eyes were fierce, and he was contemptuous, "He Zhifan, this general wants to avenge more than sixty unjustly killed souls in Mu Mansion today!!"

The crown prince flew to the palace gate, glared at He Zhifan, and said coldly, "He Zhifan, you instigated King Hao to rebel and usurp the throne and commit a capital crime, this prince will definitely not let you go unpunished today!"

"He Zhifan, your time of death has come!" Xin Ge stood beside the crown prince and glared angrily.

He Zhifan glanced at Mu Qingyang, who was blocking in front, glanced sideways at the prince and the courtiers behind the prince, narrowed his eyes, slowly moved his body, and put on a posture of imminent battle.

Mu Qingyang got up in a rage, with a strong wind in his palm, and quickly hit He Zhifan's front door, He Zhifan dodged his neck, and the two fought together, only to see the air, the dragon fighting court, the wind swept the ridge of the palace, the ground was like a tiger descending the mountain, and a while like a dragon rolling, dozens of rounds, He Zhifan's defeat appeared.

Mu Qingyang went down to the mountain and hit He Zhifan's heart with a palm, He Zhifan stumbled and fell to the ground, Mu Qingyang raised a kick and kicked him a few times.

He Zhifan struggled to get up, swaying and standing unsteadily, he has been busy with officialdom in the past few years, and his martial arts have stopped a lot. Looking at Mu Qingyang in front of him, he had never been so frightened by a person, Mu Qingyang's skill was obviously much better than him! With his current strength, he would not be able to gain the upper hand after practicing for another ten years!

"Brother Mu takes the knife!" The prince took out a short knife from his leather boots and threw it at Mu Qingyang, Mu Qingyang caught the short knife, his body spun around in a dashing manner, and stabbed the short knife into He Zhifan's chest like lightning, he held the handle of the knife, the dantian gathered strength, and his big hand was raised hard, and He Zhifan's chest was opened with a short knife. He Zhifan threw out the organs in his chest, fell heavily to the ground, and died of exhaustion.

Looking at the heart that was still beating on the ground, someone was terrified, "Disemboweled!"

The moonlight is like a leak, sprinkled all over the palace, the night in the palace is very quiet, the emperor's bedroom is brightly lit, the palace maids and eunuchs are busy going in and out, the emperor takes the Jing'an master to bring the giant door antidote, it has been four hours, the symptoms have improved a lot, the two arms and two legs can move, but the mouth still can't make a sound.

Ziwei and the prince guarded the emperor in the emperor's bedroom, and after the third watch, Ziwei was extremely sleepy, covering her mouth and yawning, and the prince hurriedly pulled her out of the palace.

"Wei'er, we won't go back to the house tonight, let's stay in Baihui Palace, right?" The emperor's poisoning has not been solved, and the prince is sitting in the palace to treat the emperor, and he can't return to the palace for the time being.

"Hmm. "Crape myrtle responds lightly.

After instructing Guan Jian a few words, the prince took Ziwei to Baihui Palace, washed up, and the two sat on the bed.

The prince put his arm around Ziwei's weak body, leaned down and kissed her delicate lips for a while, seeing that she did not have the enthusiasm of the past, he held her cheek suspiciously and looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to interpret the unhappiness of his beloved from her pretty face.

Wei'er's safety touched his heart, yesterday, he suddenly heard that Wei'er was kidnapped in the palace, he was anxious, angry, his heart was about to jump out, he really wanted to leave the palace in spite of a qiē to find Wei'er in person, he was fortunate that the nun of Qingyue'an sent a message to report that Wei'er was safe, and his heart was slightly relieved.

At this time, he couldn't leave his father, so he had to send his most trusted guard, Guan Jian, to protect Wei'er, could it be that Wei'er was angry about this matter?

"Wei'er, why are you upset? Are you complaining that I didn't pick you up in person, or did I freak out the robbers?"

"No, of course I'm happy that you're crowned crown prince today. She got up and poured two glasses of wine, touched them with him with a smile, and drank the wine in one gulp.

The prince took the glass from her hand and embraced her in his arms, and the two of them lay down on the bed.

"Wei'er is now the crown princess. His low voice was as tender as water, and she was very relieved to hear it.

"Hehe, I feel very honored, very proud! I borrowed your light to sit on the throne of the crown princess. ”

"I also feel very honored, then we have to celebrate and celebrate tonight!" The prince smiled, his eyes were hot, and his lust was thick, he turned over and pressed Ziwei's body, his big hand reached into her arms, and stroked her two soft snow peaks.

"Vier, is that okay?"

"It's okay, I'm not that delicate, Xuan, enjoy it. Ziwei smiled lightly, catering to his wild kisses, and the moaning sound of being teased by his two big charged hands was bursting, and her lust rose.

The prince took off Ziwei's shirt and stroked her jade naked body, and the wild kiss did not leave a sensitive area.

"Xuan..." Ziwei put her arms around his neck, kissed his handsome face, and her body catered to invite him in.

The prince smiled charmingly, and advanced in satisfaction, the phoenix was upside down in the hibiscus tent, and the spring was beautiful...