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The two of them were talking about taking action, which shocked the other people.

Qi Fengshan subconsciously wanted to step forward to break up the fight, but Chu Zhao raised his hand to stop him.

Everyone fell silent and stared at the two of them nervously.

Another gust of autumn wind passed by, picking up fallen leaves all over the ground, causing people's clothes to sway and their long hair to dance wildly.

He Yunjie stood there, his thin figure motionless, and looked up at the sword between his eyebrows.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, but the prince's temper has not changed at all."

"You don't care if I've changed or not, I'll be polite if I ask you what you want?" Murong Xiao said.

He Yunjie sneered and narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes slightly: "You're welcome, do you have to use a knife or a gun? I always like the elegant way."

"Say." Murong Xiao's face was dark and imposing.

He Yunjie pondered for a moment and said quietly: "The prince has been away from Yunzhou for several months. Has he received any letters from home? I wonder if the old princess is still well?"

Murong Xiao's heart skipped a beat and he almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand. He frowned and said sternly: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, just a normal greeting." He Yunjie said.

Of course Murong Xiao didn't believe what he said, so he sent the long sword forward, and the tip of the sword stabbed a little bright red between his eyebrows.

He Yunjie did not dodge or dodge, and did not even move his eyebrows: "The prince does not care about the safety of the old princess, so he should dig deeper."

When it comes to this, the meaning is so obvious that anyone who is not a fool can understand it.

Anger surged in Murong Xiao's eyes, and Qi Fengshan and Chu Zhao also changed their expressions.

"He Yunjie, you despicable and shameless grandson!" Murong Xiao cursed angrily, but did not dare to move the sword in his hand.

He Yunjie's expression did not change, he chuckled and said: "Your Majesty said that I am despicable, what kind of good person are you yourself? There are some things that everyone knows very well. If you don't tell them, it is just to save some face for each other. Why should your Majesty be fooled?" An attitude of being deceived?”

Murong Xiao clenched his teeth and tightened his jawline. After a long time, he said bitterly: "No matter how despicable I am, I will never use someone else's old mother as a bargaining chip."

"Really?" He Yunjie raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "My father is not young anymore. If the prince is really so kind, can he let my father go when he gets to that point in the future?"

"..." Murong Xiao was stunned by his question and was speechless for a moment.

Chu Zhao watched the two people's quarrel with each other coldly, and saw that Murong Xiao obviously couldn't defeat He Yunjie, but he didn't say anything to help.

He Yunjie said that everyone knew some things, but she was a little unsure whether He Yunjie knew that the Queen Mother's illness was caused by her.

He Yunjie had an idea for the old lady, and she and Murong Xiao also had an idea for the Queen Mother. From this aspect, they were indeed not good people.

The struggle for power has always been like this. She cannot say that her motives are necessarily nobler than He Yunjie's, nor can she guarantee that she will always have the upper hand.

The He family can cover the sky with one hand in the court, so naturally He Yunjie cannot be such a calm and elegant young master.

Now, the only thing she was lucky about was that she had a backup plan as early as Yunzhou. Not only did she use various excuses to hold the officials in Yunzhou, she also lied that their family members had been poisoned.

As long as those people are wary, Murong Xiao's mother's safety should not be threatened.

Of course, this method is not foolproof. It does not rule out that some people have a strong temper and would rather die than give in to her.

So what they have to do now is to endure it for the time being and wait for the news from Yunzhou to come out before making any further calculations.

"Your Majesty, please put down your sword first. If you have something to say, let's talk it over." Chu Zhao stepped forward and grabbed Murong Xiao's hand. "Since Mr. Xiaoge likes an elegant way, why don't we all sit down and have a cup of tea to talk it over."

Murong Xiao's anger was still lingering, and he stiffened his grip and refused to give in: "This grandson dares to threaten me with the old lady, and he also wants to drink my tea, what the hell!"

"..."

Chu Zhao wanted to laugh a little, so he had to let go of him, walked to He Yunjie, forced He Yunjie away from his sword, and said to Qi Fengshan: "Mr. Qi will accompany the prince to calm down here for a while. I will take Mr. Xiaoge in first."

Blood was still oozing out from He Yunjie's eyebrows, and a bit of bright red snaked down, setting off his cold jade-like skin, giving him a coquettish beauty.

Chu Zhao took out his handkerchief, wiped away the blood droplets for him, and said in a calm tone: "Xiao Ge, please calm down. The prince is impatient and has offended me. I apologize to you on his behalf."

He Yunjie didn't expect that she would wipe it for him personally, and he smelled a wisp of fragrance at the end of his nose unexpectedly, which made his heart flutter.

He was not angry when Murong Xiao pointed his sword at him, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly became angry. He waved away Chu Zhao's hand with a cold face and said in a sharp tone: "Why do you apologize for him? From what standpoint do you apologize for him, just because he is your husband?"

"Ah?" Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, "What if he is not my husband, how can I apologize for him?"

"..." He Yunjie choked, a little angry, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "The two-hour deadline has expired. Please follow me back to the palace immediately, Princess."

"How dare you!" Murong Xiao immediately waved his sword to block his way, "I said that the princess will stay in the mansion tonight."

He Yunjie sneered: "Even if the old lady dies, do you still want to stay?"

Murong Xiao's body froze.

The topic returned to its original point.

Chu Zhao felt that he couldn't drink the tea today no matter what, so he had no choice but to sigh: "Okay, I will go back to the palace with Mr. Xiaoge, but before returning to the palace, can Mr. Xiaoge let us husband and wife talk about it? A few whispers?"

He Yunjie had a gloomy face, neither saying yes nor saying bad.

Chu Zhao broke away from his hand and pulled Murong Xiao aside.

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to be willful. This grandson is very sinister. We can't force ourselves to follow him." Chu Zhao whispered, "Yunzhou will send letters every three days. Your Majesty, please wait patiently for three days." , let’s see what’s going on with the old lady.”

Murong Xiao pursed his lips tightly, and the red circles under his eyes showed his concern for his old mother.

Chu Zhao added: "My lord, have you forgotten the little notebook I gave you? All the officials in Yunzhou, big and small, are in our hands. I don't believe they dare to go against us at the risk of ruining their reputation."

Murong Xiao took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. As his chest rose and fell, he suppressed the anger in his heart and glanced at He Yunjie like a knife.

"I understand, you can go with him!" He gritted his teeth and said.