The third prince shook Zhao Gulou's mind while letting his subordinates gather around him.

Everyone pointed their swords at the prince, who walked into the temple alone.

Hearing the third prince mention the past, his eyes were even colder, but he was fearless, like a killing god, three words burst out from his lips: "Let go of her." ”

The third prince was stared at by those cold phoenix eyes, but his tone was bewitching, "Then you take a few steps forward." The hand holding the knife loosened a little, "I'll let her go when you come here!" ”

At the same time, he secretly gestured to his subordinates around him, as long as Zhao Gulou approached them, he would kill them on the spot!

Zhao Gulou's pace slowed down.

The third prince couldn't help but be eager, grabbed the girl's clothes in front of him with one hand, and laughed very viciously in the girl's low resistance: "Brother Huang, in fact, I have always looked down on you, why is the best is yours, the world is yours, and the beauty is also yours." Don't you like her, then I'll leave her like that, you're going to go crazy......"

Yes, he will go crazy.

A rich dark emotion flooded the prince's eyes, and almost at the same time as the third prince spoke, he moved.

The third prince gestured to the person next to him.

Zhao Gulou's subordinates raised their voices to stop their masters.

Countless people are ready to move.

Suddenly, a cloak figure broke in from outside the door, and the fairy took off her hood to reveal her face, and shouted at the slender figure: "Zhao Gulou!" ”

In an instant, the immortal attracted the attention of all people.

Zhao Gulou turned around abruptly.

The third prince looked up and was dumbfounded.

The ninth princess just entered the main hall, and the girl in his hand ...... Who is it?

Thinking of this, he suddenly pushed the person in front of him away.

But it was too late.

The female secret guard showed an excited smile, and while the third prince was distracted, she avoided the knife in her neck, raised her hand and put the dagger in her sleeve into the abdomen of the third prince, "The old lady has endured you for a long time!! ”

"Ahh The third prince howled in pain, and the blood flowed in his abdomen!

The immortal stood at the door of the main hall and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

Because Xiao Cui was the only one left in the secret guard beside her, after Xiao Cui was taken away, she went to find Zhao Gulou first, but she didn't expect to miss him.

Thankfully, she wasn't late.

The slender figure walked quickly, raising his hand in command. The secret guards outside the hall immediately picked up their swords and rushed in to surround the remnants of the three princes.

Zhao Gulou saw that the fairy was thinly dressed, thinking that one night in the first winter, she squatted outside the door and shouted cold, so he put a cloak on her body and hugged her.

Xian Xian put her chin on his shoulder, and there was a sound of fighting and cleaning up the chaos around her, and she whispered, "Why are you so stupid, have you forgotten that Xiaocui is by my side?" …… almost fell into the trap of the Three Princes. ”

Zhao Gulou hugged her, and only then did he have a sense of security and belonging in his heart, and when he heard the words, he lowered his eyelashes, and his voice was scattered softly in her ears: "I know." But even if you have a 1 in 10,000 chance of getting caught...... I don't dare bet either. ”

He can't afford to gamble.

And just verbally insulting her to the third prince is enough to be cut by a thousand knives.

When the encirclement and suppression ended, the three princes were directly dragged down, and Zhao Gulou walked out of the Jinluan Hall with the immortal immortals and walked in the direction of the emperor's bedroom.

At this time, Emperor Zhao was threatened by Concubine Hui to write an edict.

Zhao Huangqi's hands were trembling, and he shouted: "Concubine Hui, I ask myself, I have not been ashamed of your mother and son." ”

Concubine Hui said coldly: "Not letting Lin'er be the prince is Your Majesty's greatest shame for our mother and son." Your Majesty, let's write an edict of succession. ”

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