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Shaking the scroll in his palm, Rong Huai smiled, "General Yan, what is this...?"

Yan Zhuo's expression was unnatural for a moment, but escaping was not his style, so after a brief moment of awkwardness, he admitted frankly: "That's what your Majesty thinks."

"So General Yan had such thoughts for me so early on, and secretly stared at this painting..." Rong Huai stroked the gray stain with his fingertips without hesitation.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zhuo held his back and pressed him into his arms. The hot kiss fell from above and was savagely drawn into his lips. Yan Zhuo's low voice rang in his ears: "Your Majesty always Seduce ministers all the time."

Rong Huai was out of breath: "When will I..."

When Yan Zhuo saw his jade-white fingers stroking the stain, he couldn't restrain his burning desire anymore. After contacting Rong Huai, this desire became more and more deep into the bone marrow and it was hard to contain it.

Yan Zhuo let him breathe until Rong Huai Ruan fell into his arms, Rong Huai's cheeks were flushed and he gasped, "You better go and pack your clothes, we set off for the palace."

Yan Zhuo gently stroked his back to help him calm down, and responded casually.

Next door to the study is the bedroom, just turn left when you go out, the decoration and furnishings inside are even simpler, Yan Zhuo tidied away the official seals and other things, while Rong Huai stood at the window and looked out.

The scenery in the mansion is far less prosperous and exquisite than in the palace, but because it is the scenery where Yan Zhuo faces each other day and night, he looks at it very carefully, so he notices that there are many wooden stakes standing under the banyan tree in the courtyard, and there is an orchid beside it, which is Commonly known as the weapon rack.

The scenery in the mansion is simple, but this weapon is all cold and bright, and it is all made of high-quality cold iron.

Rong Huai walked over and took down a thin long sword. The midday sun was shining on the sword tip, and the glare was reminiscent of the rising sun. He picked up a leaf from the ground and put it on it.

The blade was split in two, and it really was like blowing hair and cutting hair and cutting iron like mud.

The host was a sword cultivator in the last world, but he has hardly touched a sword, and he has never fought against others. Could it be?The system thought secretly, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Host, can you use a sword?"

"I know a little bit, and I know a little bit of tricks," Rong Huai said truthfully, "Ah Yan once taught me how to use a knife, but I couldn't handle his heavy knife, so I switched to a lighter short sword...but it's also I only learned a trick, and I have no chance of competing with Ah Yan."

The system was surprised: "Have you ever compared?"

"Given it," Rong Huai said lightly, "I wanted to make up for my weakness with hard work, but Ah Yan is very talented. I have never defeated him in this aspect...my swordsmanship is terrible."

System: This is the first time the host has said that he is bad in a certain way. It is really curious, how bad is it?

While speaking, Yan Zhuo strode over. Seeing that Rong Huai was holding a cold long sword in his hand, he stretched out his hand to take the sword, put it back into its sheath and said, "Your Majesty's body is delicate, so don't touch such a rough sword." s things."

Rong Huai did not refute, he noticed from the corner of his eye a deserted courtyard not far away, which was completely different from the carefully manicured landscape in other places. The outer courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the weeds inside were taller than the surrounding plants. One or two points.

"Where is Yan Jiuli's residence?" He asked.

"Well," Yan Zhuo glanced in that direction, his eyebrows frowned: "I have informed the clan elders to remove him from the family tree."

"If he finds out about this, he will definitely be very sad." Rong Huai said.

Thinking of Yan Jiuli in the dungeon, Yan Zhuo frowned even deeper. Now that he thought of this child, he didn't have any love, but could only wish for a crushing hatred: "He's half-foolish now, how can he be sad?"

Rong Huai smiled without saying a word, and the two of them boarded the car together and returned to the palace.

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Meanwhile, the palace dungeon.

Prince Gong's carriage staggered into the palace, taking advantage of the gap between shifts, he walked into the dungeon led by a man wearing a bamboo hat.

This wave of changing guards turned a blind eye to their arrival, obviously being bribed, and the two of them came to the bottom of the dungeon unimpeded all the way.

The further you go down, a foul and bloody smell hits your face. The smell is like rotten meat mixed with various last smells. It is sour and pungent. People wearing bamboo hats are not affected at all, but Prince Gong was born to be pampered, how could he get used to this smell?

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and pinched it to the tip of his nose. The handkerchief was stained with the scent of powder, and the smell was even more choking. Prince Gong felt that his lungs were about to shrink, especially the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. Constantly provoking his uneasy nerves.

After finally reaching the cell at the bottom, Prince Gong saw the coagulated pool of blood on the ground and the pile of bloody meat balls. In fact, he had prepared earlier, but seeing such a horrible thing, he still endured it. I couldn't help propping up against the wall and retched.

"His Royal Highness," Qin Liangqi knelt on the ground and saluted him.

Prince Gong managed to stop retching, pinched his nose and looked at him for a long time before he was in doubt: "You are... Young Master Qin?"

In the past, Rong Huai would always take Qin Liangqi with him wherever he went, so his face was quite recognizable in the entire palace, but now Qin Liangqi is unkempt, covered in blood and sour, and he doesn't look like a gentleman like jade in the past grace.

Qin Liangqi looked at people like a penetrating eye, and he could see the disgust in his eyes at a glance, and his self-esteem, which had been repeatedly pushed in the door during this period, was suddenly shaky, but Qin Liangqi quickly adjusted his mentality, and opened his mouth and said: "Your Highness, can you think of a big deal? "

Prince Gong's heart almost jumped out: "You, what do you mean..."

"During the time when His Majesty was seriously injured and his life and death were unknown, His Highness was running around and was the most active in getting acquainted with his party members. Didn't he have thoughts about that position?" Qin Liangqi asked back.

Hearing him mention this matter, Prince Gong's face was embarrassed.

If he hadn't thought this way in the past, firstly, Rong Huai's power overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't breathe, and secondly, there was another Rong Fu...

At that time, he was an aristocrat in the imperial palace, and the seat he sat at the banquet was closest to Rong Huai. He witnessed the long sword passing through his chest, and thought that Rong Huai would definitely die. No one is human, ghost or ghost, so it is impossible to become emperor, so he thought his time had come, and formed cliques and recruited staff unscrupulously, just to take advantage of the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Rong Huai was really blessed by the power of heaven, and he came back to life.

At that time, Prince Gong was jumping up and down and running around, which turned into a monkey show.

Let people see all the jokes.

For several days in a row, he didn't turn his face. It was more because of the fear in his heart. He was afraid that Ronghuai would find out that he had ulterior motives and colluded with his party members, and he would end up with Rongfu in a tragic end.

Qin Liangqi could tell what he was thinking at a glance. After being imprisoned here every day and night for so long, he could turn a blind eye to the smelly and rotten meat all over the floor. He dragged his two limp legs to the iron fence: "Isn't it possible, Your Highness?" You are lucky to have done such a thing, thinking that His Majesty will not find out, right?"

Prince Gong didn't say anything, he really thought so.

"At first I wasn't limping, but I was just pretending to be limping." Qin Liangqi gritted his teeth and told his story: "Later, I found out that His Majesty knew it well, and just watched me pretend. He told me the truth after the knock was broken...Does Your Highness think that His Majesty will not deal with you?"

When Prince Gong heard this, he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

He was originally an idler who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. He had ambitions for that position, but he didn't have the resources to match him. He had to rely on his staff to help him with advice. Hearing Qin Liangqi's words now felt like his back was sharp and his neck was chilling. , as if Rong Huai's knife was hanging above his head right now, he was so frightened: "Then what should I do?"

Qin Liangqi gave a sinister smile: "If Your Highness sits in that supreme position, who can convict you?"

Prince Gong opened his mouth: "You, you asked me to plot against you..."

"You've already signed up with His Majesty, so it's better to not do anything and keep going until the end." Qin Liangqi's tone was firm.

Seeing Prince Gong groaning silently, Qin Liangqi was persuasive: "The reason why I chose is because His Highness has the demeanor of an emperor. A tyrant like Rong Huai cannot be compared with His Highness at all. What's more, when it comes to the court's current support from our Lord Tai Chengzhang, when it comes to assassinating me." There is also a group of assassins with high martial arts skills...the army also has King Nie."

"I am afraid that King Nie is His Majesty's guest of honor," Prince Gong repeated the story of King Nie bowing down to Rong Huai in the first hall, and then leading the army to fight against the barbarians.

Even though Qin Liangqi was locked in a dungeon with no news, he still kept receiving news from the outside by buying off the guards. He didn't pay attention to the news at all, so he sneered: "Your Majesty's heart is Yan Zhuo, even if King Nie Even His Majesty's guest of honor is already outdated, with the example of King Ru, it is natural for King Nie to hate you because of love, as long as your words are sincere and your heart is sincere enough, King Nie will definitely fall for us."

As he spoke, he glanced at the man in the bamboo hat beside him.

The man took out a secret letter from his bosom, and Prince Gong took it over to see that it was the correspondence they conspired with King Nie to join forces at the Huachao Festival.

Dayue worships soldiers and martial arts. Although Prince Gong has many staff, he still suffers from the lack of support from the army. Now that he has King Nie, his face is radiant and flushed with excitement. With Prince Gong's [-] troops, even if he is If he really got to that step, he could be regarded as having the strength to head-to-head with Yan Zhuo.

For a while, Prince Gong couldn't smell the stench around him anymore. He was so excited when he saw this secret letter, as if he had already put on a dragon robe and a crown and sat in the seat he dreamed of.

He is so jealous of Rong Huai, he has been jealous since childhood.

Why Rong Huai was born with a good skin, and was loved so much by his father, loved and pampered, raised in the palm of his hand, and later ascended to the throne without any effort?And he must grovel?

Perhaps this letter gave him reassurance. As his ambitions swelled, his jealousy and resentment kept pouring out, even to the point of being out of control.

The hand holding the letter trembled slightly, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, Mr. Qin has helped so much, after this king ascends to the high position, I will definitely pardon your crimes and give you a big reward!"

Qin Liangqi thanked him submissively, and with his disheveled hair covering him, he smiled sinisterly.

People are driven by all kinds of things and become his stepping stones. Now he not only wants to restore the country, but when Rong Huai is pulled down, he also wants to see a painful expression on that high face. ,.