Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"Cut the grass without removing the root, it will only feed the tiger." Xia Yi said coldly.

"Master Xia, I thought you were not such a person." Lu Qian retorted sharply.

"Little General Lu, you don't know Xia." Xia Yi smiled, and the blade turned to strike the little girl's neck, but was blocked by Lu Qian's long sword.

"If His Majesty were here, I wouldn't let you do this!"

Seeing that Xia Yi was distracted by these words, Lu Qian quickly raised his sword and flicked away his dagger.

"Huh——" After only a moment, Xia Yi seemed to come back to his senses, and immediately jumped up and grabbed the handle of the knife that was picked up in the air, stood firmly on the table, and kicked his right foot to borrow strength from the knife. The little girl stabbed.

Naturally, Lu Qian refused to give in easily, and immediately wrestled with Xia Yi.

But it is much easier to kill a person than to save a person.

"Pfft——" Lu Qian still didn't stop him after all, he didn't expect Xia Yi to catch the sword with his hands, so he quickly turned his sword, but unexpectedly Xia Yi stabbed the short knife into the girl's heart in the next second!

"Xia Yi!"

He was very familiar with this voice, and the person who called him was not Lu Qian.

Unexpectedly, he planned carefully and hoped to avoid the little emperor, but he was hit right.

Xia Yi's hand trembled, and he let go of the handle of the knife suddenly. The little girl instinctively clutched the wound, and fell straight to the ground.

From the beginning to the end, she was just crying for her father. She didn't understand why a group of people who had never seen her rushed in and killed her father. They fought and finally aimed their knives at her.

"What are you doing...?" Nan Wenqing looked at him in disbelief, her voice trembling.

Standing behind was Meng Yiyao, who seemed to be used to this kind of scene for a long time, and could not see any emotional fluctuations.

He didn't plan to go back to the palace directly, he wanted to come to the wine shop that Xia Yi mentioned last time to find out.

He knew Xia Yi's means, knew some of his past scatteredly, and also paid attention to his private actions when he was serving in the palace.

It's just that I've never seen it with my own eyes, especially now... "Your Majesty has seen it, and I'm killing the secret agents in southern Xinjiang." Xia Yi clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

He originally wanted to solve all this quickly, so that he would not see himself like this.

"How old is a child, is she a spy in your mouth?" Nan Wenqing said excitedly.

"But her father is, if I don't kill them all, she will fight one by one in the future." "My mother's queen is also from southern Xinjiang! My father killed my mother's queen, so should I also kill him!" Wen Qing interrupted Xia Yi and roared, "I dare not!" Xia Yi quickly knelt down.

All the soldiers in the hall also panicked and knelt on the ground. No one could bear the anger of the emperor.

This secret of the palace has always existed only in rumors, but it was never expected to be brought to the fore by Emperor Danan himself.

"I see that you have nothing to dare." Nan Wenqing walked towards him step by step, the bloody smell on Xia Yi's clothes was too strong, the closer he got, the more pungent the smell became.

"In the past, and now, Xia Yi, why are you always so paranoid? Why are you always so self-assertive?" Nan Wenqing smiled wryly.

"I can walk my own way, I don't need you to use such means to pave it..." Nan Wenqing clutched his neckline tightly, the blood on his clothes was squeezed and seeped, Holding Nan Wenqing's hand spread.

Xia Yi didn't dare to look at him.

Even if Nan Wenqing wanted to stop them today, none of the Nanjiang people present could get out alive.

No one can stop what he is going to do.

"Xia Yi__" Nan Wenqing looked at him and paused.

"I've never been able to stop you from what you're going to do. Just finish what you're doing and come to plead guilty." Nan Wenqing's hand gradually loosened. He had already seen through the person in front of him. Disappointed, or helpless.

"Your Majesty," Xia Yi said suddenly, and after a long time, he opened his lips again and said bitterly, "Whether Your Majesty sees it or not, my life... has too much blood on my hands, and I can't wash it off. "

So no matter what Nan Wenqing thinks of him, he is that Xia Yi.

That Xia Yi who doesn't seem to be obedient and obedient by the little emperor's side, that Xia Yi who is unscrupulous and murderous.

Nan Wenqing paused, but did not turn around, but walked straight out of the restaurant with Meng Yiyao.

Dark clouds shrouded the sky above the royal city, no matter how you look at it, it is not a good sign.

Nan Wenqing walked in the direction of the palace, without getting angry, nor crying in disappointment, and said nothing along the way.

Meng Yiyao followed unhurriedly.

"Your Majesty, I don't think he did anything wrong." Near the palace gate, she suddenly said.

"Why, you want to intercede for him?" Nan Wenqing asked suspiciously.

"That's not the case." Meng Yiyao said hastily, "I just think that if I... would kill her, there are too many people in this world who died from raising tigers."

"I understand." Nan Wenqing suddenly stopped at the gate of the palace and looked up.

In the middle of the thick and solemn city walls on both sides covered with dark gray cement is a long, dark passage leading directly to the Xuanzheng Hall.Further on, there are the imperial garden, the imperial study, the bedroom... He has been to every road and every place in the imperial palace. This place that outsiders admire and envy is magnificent and magnificent. A trace of human fireworks.

Lonely and deserted.

"I didn't blame him." Nan Wenqing said suddenly.

"I just don't want anyone to die in vain. Whether it's me or him, there are too many dead souls in our hands."

"Speaking of which, where can I get better?"

"My uncle Wang was given to death by my own hands, and my younger brother was ruined in the palace by a cup of poisoned wine... If you hadn't let Ah Yi go that day, maybe I would have been criticized by the ministers long ago, Kill him."

"Ayao, why do you think the father desperately wanted to be the emperor?" Nan Wenqing said wearily.

"Obviously the most powerful person in the world, yet he can't help himself in everything..." "Obviously the most beloved person in the world, but he's an executioner stepping on corpses... "He is obviously the most beautiful person in the world, but he is locked in this cage, and he has been oppressed all his life..." "I am blaming myself."

Nan Wenqing shook her head and walked towards the cage.

He hates this place, and he also understands that this is not just his cage.

"Xia Yi will come back later, let him change his clothes before coming to see me." Thinking of Xia Yi's appearance as if he came up from a pool of blood, Nan Wenqing felt nauseous.

"Yes." Meng Yiyao replied.