I'm being targeted by the villains

"Yi Wang, do you think you have the ability? Do you dare to compete with me for the throne blatantly?"

If this sentence was said to others, I am afraid that it would have already fallen down and knelt on the ground like a worm, but the person in front of him is clearly King Yi, and it is no longer a matter of breaking the rules. Why should he care about these two things? In a word, but I didn't expect that King Yi's frankness would make people feel a little scary: "Yes, your throne should belong to me. Just like the throne of Han Country should belong to Queen Duanmu."

It's not appropriate to make this comparison, but who can control etiquette at this time.

I saw that Gu Changqing's character has always reached its peak at this time. He is holding the fan in his hand and will use all his internal strength to hit King Yi in the next second.

Wen Qing hugged him from behind and shouted: "No, don't do impulsive things."

On the one hand, if King Yi dies unexpectedly because of such disputes, then even if the rules in the system are broken, all tasks in this system will be for nothing, but the more important aspect is to do it in front of others in other people's territory If such a thing happens, I am afraid that the Yue Kingdom will lose face to the whole world.

Wen Qing felt that Gu Changqing's whole body was trembling. This man could vaguely predict something, but what he couldn't figure out was like the moment when the lotus girl disappeared. He couldn't grasp any evidence.

In the end, his trembling voice returned to calm, and he took Wen Qing's hand and walked slowly into the distance: "Let's go back, I'm sleepy and I'm tired."

"Okay." Wen Qing nodded, she didn't know what to say, and the only impression in his mind was that everyone went crazy tonight.

The Seventh Prince loves Miss Lianhua deeply. Not many people may have known about this before, but after last night, it has been spread all over the world.

The future lord of the cold country has devoted his deep friendship to a girl, so much so that after the death of Lianhua girl, the seventh prince has not eaten or drunk for three days, and locked himself in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Next to him are the jade seal and the dragon chair, which are beyond the reach of all those who fight for power, but he can touch them at will.

But the Seventh Prince was not happy.

Wen Qing and Gu Changqing are in the cold country, and have been resting for a few days. Although there were some accidents in the middle, the cooperation with the seventh prince is about to be concluded, and the Yue country does not know what is going to happen, so they Ready to leave the next day.

　Wen Qing looked up at the moon outside, and when the woman was about to leave, she suddenly smiled helplessly: "When we first came to Yue, we were so full of ambitions, but now we are defeated."

"We are not." Gu Changxing comforted her from behind. "At least our purpose of coming this time has been achieved."

"Cooperate with Han Country?" Wen Qing asked, but her thoughts had already drifted to the distance again. "We have only taken the first step in the Long March. The cold country is willing to cooperate with us, but it does not mean that the cooperation between the two countries can deter the Ming and Hua countries. If there is a war in the future, I am afraid that many things will happen. "

The woman is already afraid, and she is really afraid of things that have not happened in the future.

The two wanted to leave, but they had already joined the battle and it was not their decision whether to leave or not.

The sky has entered the night, maybe because the summer heat has just dissipated a little, so the wind brings a little coolness, but the clothes still make people feel sticky when worn on people, which is extremely uncomfortable. Comfortable.

The palace of the Cold Kingdom is brightly lit, and the maids and eunuchs are walking non-stop in various fairways. Some people carry lanterns in their hands, and they don’t look so lonely in the palace, but only the dots of light stand against the endless darkness. It's as if no matter how hard you try, you can't resist.

Ordinarily, the happiest thing is the seventh prince who is about to sit on the throne, but the seventh prince in the Hall of Mental Cultivation shields a bunch of court ladies and eunuchs, and the man sits on the dragon chair in the ninth-five supreme position. Sitting and tidying up, he still held a wine bottle in his hand, and drank and swayed.

The man lost his elegant appearance at all, his face was flushed because of drinking a lot, his hair was messed up, he looked like a swinger who lingered in the land of fireworks.

The door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was suddenly opened, and a eunuch stepped forward: "If you go back to the Seventh Prince, King Yi will come to see you."

"Yi Wang?" The seventh prince pondered two words. Under the effect of alcohol, he seemed to be in a daze about everything. If possible, he really didn't want to live in the world, but since he had already ascended the throne, he couldn't help it. Don't consider the people of the cold country.

Before the Seventh Prince could speak, the door was already opened, and after King Yi came in, he closed the door again.

Only two or three lamps were lit in the huge Hall of Mental Cultivation. The deep lights made people feel as if they had entered a ghost. Wang Yi held a fan in his hand and fanned it left and right. With a smile: "What? You will be enthroned soon, and you will be on the day of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, aren't you happy?"

He didn't talk big or small, and the Seventh Prince was no longer surprised, or he was not in the mood or cared about so many things now.

The Seventh Prince only threw a wine bottle into Yin Ang's hand: "Since you're here, you can drink with me."

Yi Wang looked down at the wine bottle. He put the bottle on the table and shook his head: "I didn't come here today to drink with you. And I want to talk to you about the business of this kind of thing."

"What business can I have with you?" The Seventh Prince burped, and the smell of alcohol came out of his nostrils, which made people feel very unpleasant, like the smell of working in a pigsty.

The Seventh Prince raised his brows with a look of disgust, fanning the air in front of him with his hands, and he restrained his temper and said: "The reason why the Seventh Prince became like this can't be because Miss Lianhua didn't gone."

"Don't mention her in front of me..."

Yi Wang's words were as if he had blown up a dynamite barrel. He was still extremely stable when he got up, but suddenly he was thrown to the ground when the celadon wine glass collided with white liquid and spilled on the ground.

The Seventh Prince stood up, he pulled the collar of his clothes and said: "You are not worthy to mention Miss Lotus, and no one is worthy to mention Miss Lotus."

Obviously it was just a mysterious word, but it fell into the Seventh Prince's head as if it wanted to take away the treasure that he had shown weakness for a long time.

How much affection should have been used, and when the one I love is gone forever, there should be various kinds of unhappiness in my heart.