The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

Chaos broke out in the palace the next day. It was said that the yard where the pigeons were kept was burned to ashes, and more than a dozen maids died in the palace.As the person in charge, Luluo was furious. The elite soldiers of the Marquis of Yizhou were stationed outside the palace, but apparently the assassins still sneaked in.Just when she was about to take her troops to Yizhou Marquis Mansion, someone came to report that Prince Muhra had arrived.

Inside the Hall of Nine Heavens, Ji Yinrong, dressed in blue and covered with a snow-white cloak, was reading a book at the table.

With a "bang", the rich gates of the main hall were suddenly kicked open roughly.The strong light poured in frantically, completely covering Ji Yinrong, whose face was like white jade.He slightly narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, a little bit of cinnabar was evil and charming on his snow-white face.

"Emperor of the Central Plains! Stay safe and sound!" One person laughed loudly, wearing the costume of the nobles of Xilan Kingdom, with a machete on his waist, and half of the light was blocked by his fat body.

When Ji Yinrong saw the person coming, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, but his tone was calm: "Ah, Prince Muhra."

Mu Hela looked like a villain, and said: "I didn't expect that! If I hadn't met Queen Nan and my aunt on the way, this prince would not have expected you to be here!"

Ji Yinrong's heart tightened, but his face remained calm: "Oh? So your aunt is back too?"

Mu Hela sneered and said, "Do you still need my aunt to deal with you? The emperor of the Central Plains, if you are sensible, follow me back to Xilan to meet my father."

As soon as he heard that Meng He Nasha hadn't come back, Ji Yinrong completely relaxed. He raised his eyebrows, and his smiling eyes swept over Muhra's face, and said: "Since the fourth prince is kindly inviting you, how can I refuse?" But the reason?"

At this time, there was a sound of knocking something down in the side hall.

Muhra asked alertly: "Who!?"

Yang Meili and Wu Yao, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, had no choice but to come out.

"You!?" Muhra stared at Yang Meili with wide eyes, and unconsciously took two steps back like a ghost, her lips trembling uncontrollably: "Ji...Ji Wang...Ji Wangye..."

Yang Meili was stunned: "Do you recognize me?"

Wu Yao said in a deep voice: "Muhela, the fourth prince of Xilan Kingdom. Your lord, we met him on the battlefield many years ago."

Muhra staggered back, the elation he had just turned into panic, his heel tripped over the threshold, and he fell backwards, but fortunately he was supported by Luluo.

"Fourth Prince, don't be alarmed," Lu Luo said, "They have all received Hua Gong San now."

When Muhra heard this, he immediately stood up straight, hesitated for a while, but still did not dare to approach Yang Meili, and said sternly: "That's right! You have been hit by my aunt's Hua Gong San, and you are almost like trash! How can this prince be afraid of you?" ? That's great, I didn't expect that the two emperors of the Central Plains were here. When I catch them and go back to meet their father, the entire Ji Dynasty will belong to my country of Xilan, hahahaha..."

Ji Yinrong smiled and said nothing, and even turned a page in the collection of poems in his hand.

Seeing this, Muhra was furious: "Hmph, pretending!" Then, he strode over to catch him.

When his hand was about to touch Ji Yinrong, there was a sudden sharp pain in his knee, and he knelt down involuntarily, and when he struggled to remember, there was a machete around his neck—it was the one at his waist.

"Fourth prince!" Luluo exclaimed.

Ji Yinrong held a knife in one hand and a book in the other, and his eyes were still looking at the book. Shi Shiran said, "I heard that the king of Xilan has nineteen sons. I don't know how important you, the fourth prince, are to him?"

Mu Hera's face was ashen, and he said tremblingly: "You...you have been hit by Hua Gong San..."

Ji Yinrong raised his head from the book, looked at Lu Luo, smiled and said, "It's not surprising that other people don't know the tea that the boy served that day, but I know it's the famous tea from your country of Xilan just by smelling the tea. 'Wolfer', you once brought this tea to Beijing as a tribute, have you forgotten? Wolfer is a precious tea that only the royal family of Zealand can drink, but it appeared in Yizhou city for no reason. How could you drink it rashly? It’s just a lie to you.”

Lu Luo's face turned livid: "But every time you take Hua Gong San after that, I saw it with my own eyes..."

Ji Yinrong laughed and said, "The medicinal effects of Hua Gong San will only take effect after a stick of incense. After taking it, as long as the medicine is forced out of the body within a stick of incense, it doesn't matter much. Go in a hurry, otherwise I will not get this opportunity."

The complexion of the green radish suddenly changed.It turned out that those sweet words that made people blush and heartbeat were just a trick of this person, who deliberately said those words to tease himself, just because he was afraid that he would stay too long.

Thinking of this, Lu Luo was furious: "Even if you haven't taken Hua Gong San, you still don't want to step out of this door!"

"what!"

The sudden screams startled Lu Luo, she turned around with her sword in hand, and saw that the maids standing behind her had their throats sealed with a sword and fell to the ground.

A disheveled rough girl confronted her with a bloody sword.

Luluo felt chills in her heart, she stared at her and said, "You... who are you?"

The girl didn't say a word, the sword held a sword flower in her hand, and when the cold light flashed, she was already in front of her.Luluo hurriedly raised her sword to parry, and the two fought outside the hall, their bodies buried in the shadow of swords and swords.

This sudden change made Yang Meili and Wu Yao dumbfounded.

"What a fast sword..." Wu Yao frowned and sighed.

Yang Meili looked like she was watching a martial arts movie, touched her chin and asked, "Which one do you say?"

Wu Yao said: "That Luluo girl, judging by her status in the palace, and now judging by the way she wields the sword, she must be the Dharma Venerable of the West Moon Sect. The sword technique she uses should be the Autumn Frost Sword of the West Moon Sect .”

"What about the other person?"

"Another person..." Wu Yao showed a thoughtful expression, "The body shape changes so quickly, and the internal strength of martial arts is not inferior to that of Luluo... Such a familiar body technique..."

Suddenly, the rough girl rose into the air, and her figure changed in the air at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye. The long sword in her hand also danced nine different moves. At first glance, it seemed that there were nine people and nine swords.

Wu Yao's complexion changed drastically: "Phoenix dances for nine days..."

Lu Luo must have heard this exclamation, she was startled, her body skills had a flaw, and before she could react in time, she was pierced through her chest by a sword.

Wu Yao said in a daze: "The people of Fenghua Sect...the only one who can practice Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens is the Sect Master."

"The head of the Fenghua Gate?" Yang Meili thought about it carefully, then suddenly woke up: "That's not Rong Yujia!?"

The inconspicuous rough girl pushed back the hair that covered her face, and then casually wiped her face with her sleeve. The rough girl who was originally sallow and dirty suddenly turned into a stunning woman.

"See Master." She knelt down on one knee facing Ji Yinrong.

Ji Yinrong simply threw the knife, sat down generously, did not look at Mu Hela who was kneeling on the ground, but only looked at Wushuang and said indifferently: "I will pass on my will, and no chickens or dogs will be left in the Yizhou Palace."

"Yes."

"By the way, remember to tell the Marquis of Yizhou that if someone gets lost in this palace, I will stab his precious son."

Wushuang said seriously: "Wushuang takes command."

Muhra, who had been kneeling all this time, suddenly pounced on the scimitar on the ground, but before his hand touched the hilt, a silver throwing knife had accurately shot his hand, nailing his entire palm to the ground. on the ground.

"Ahhhh—" Muhra howled in pain.

Wu Yao's face tightened: "The hidden weapon of Fenghuamen, the silver soul..."

Ji Yinrong waved lightly to Wushuang who was standing aside with his head bowed: "Go and do your business."

"Wu Shuang resigns." Wu Shuang did not squint, and never looked at Yang Meili from the beginning to the end.

Yang Meili stared at her with fire in her eyes, and didn't think of chasing her until she walked out: "Hey! Stop! You murderer..."

Wu Yao was taken aback, and hurriedly hugged him: "My lord! Calm down!"

Yang Meili's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and scolded: "Murderer! You gave back my life, Xiao Cui Xiaodie! You murderer..."

Ji Yinrong looked at him silently, and smiled sarcastically for a while: "Tsk tsk tsk, but the fate of the two little girls has made the dignified Zhennan king remember it to this day? So affectionate, if the princess knows it, she will do it again." How do you feel?"

The new and old hatred completely angered Yang Meili.She stared at Ji Yinrong, tears kept rolling in her eyes, but she gritted her teeth desperately to hold back.

"You ordered her, right? You are also a murderer!"

Ji Yinrong smiled instead of anger, and said with great interest: "Oh? Really? If we are murderers, then you, King Ji, who kills without blinking an eye... what are you?"

Yang Meili was startled.

Ji Yinrong pointed at Muhra who was lying on the ground crying with his chin, and said, "Do you know why he is so afraid of you? When you were 15 years old and went to the country of Xilan with the army, no matter where you went, no matter the elderly or children, you would leave no one behind. Treating the prisoners of Xilan, they either fried them or cooked them, and forced other prisoners to eat them. King Ji was so majestic back then, but now he looks like a little girl.” He paused, narrowed his eyes as if remembering something, and spoke in a tone of voice. Suddenly changed: "Could it be...is it true that it is true to return the soul from the corpse? It is not only the princess who returns the soul from the corpse..."

This was said suddenly, Yang Meili froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Ji Yinrong looked at him deeply, and something suddenly became clear in his heart.

Is that so...is it so...

Wu Yao was shocked, and said: "My lord is just suffering from the disease of leaving the soul..."

Ji Yinrong sneered, and said: "Whether you have the disease of leaving the soul, or you can use the corpse to return the soul, I just want to ask you, this divorce letter, will you write it or not?"

Yang Meili was still in shock, her face turned pale: "You...you just said what you said just now... What do you mean?"

Ji Yinrong stood up, looked at the panic-stricken Yang Meili, and became more certain of her thoughts.He smiled suddenly, like a spring breeze passing by, a hundred flowers bloom.Yang Meili couldn't help being stunned.

"What I mean, you and I know very well, why should such a bizarre thing be announced? To attract people's attention?"

he knows...

He got it!

He actually...

How could he know! ?

Did Yang Yingjun tell him?Yang Yingjun trusted him enough to tell him about the crossing! ?

"My lord..." Wu Yao stepped forward to support Yang Meili's precarious body.

Facing Wu Yao's worried eyes, Yang Meili's six gods returned to their positions.She calmed down and said: "I don't know what you are talking about? Anyway, I will never separate from the princess, you can never take him away!"

Ji Yinrong's face darkened, staring at him sullenly.

Yang Meili unconsciously leaned against Wu Yao, and raised her chin as if unwilling to admit defeat.

After a long confrontation, Ji Yinrong suddenly smiled.

Laughing without warning, laughing cruelly and viciously.

Yang Meili stared at him, feeling uneasy.

Ji Yinrong said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to write a divorce letter..."

Yang Meili just let out a "huh" and wanted to say why he suddenly became so reasonable, then he slowly continued: "When Princess Zhennan becomes a widow, I will have my own way to welcome her into the palace."

"..."

Before Yang Meili understood the crisis in these words, Wu Yao was already standing in front of her.