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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty: Fengzao Palace Blood Flows into a River

Ran Yichen said and drank the glass of wine. The emperor felt a little more happy when he saw him like this. He originally thought that his vigilance should be good, but who would have thought that he would be so relaxed - didn't he know that there is a kind of wine pot in this world called a Yin-Yang pot?

When the emperor stared at him, Ran Yichen glanced at him without any trace, but there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Just when everyone thought that the night banquet was coming to an end and was about to end, the emperor looked at Ran Yichen coldly: "Although King Chen has made contributions to the country, it is..."

"His Majesty!"

Queen Song, who was beside her, was afraid that he would say something irreversible, so she wanted to interrupt her voice but welcomed the emperor's glance. She pursed the corners of her lips and stopped the sound in an instant, and could only look at her second son worriedly, hoping that he could go with the flow so as not to make a fuss.

To this day, Queen Song is still unwilling to think things are so miserable. She hopes that everyone she cares about can have a good ending. Unfortunately, she forgot that there are still lusts in this world.

Whether it is her son or his husband, they have no choice but to retreat. This is what the father and son all agree with, but she is still doing those meaningless struggles.

"You are too arrogant and extravagant. The life and death of the second son of the Zheng family is related to the prosperity and peace of the Beicang Kingdom. But you actually killed him for your own selfish desires. Do you still take my father seriously?"

The emperor's voice woke everyone up instantly. Some people had recovered from the clarity, but there was no shock in their eyes. Some people's glasses that had just been raised slowly lowered. As for those involved in this matter, they were already shining, as if they were waiting for an opportunity to move at any time.

Shen Qingfei and Gu Mingsheng looked at each other, then moved away tacitly. Except for the dancing singers, the rest seemed to have been used to immobilize the art of being immobilized.

Ran Yichen held everyone's eyes, as if he had put the emperor's words in his heart and chewed them repeatedly, then he got up and knelt down at him: "My son confessed his guilt."

"Prince."

The confidants he brought were already shocked. Why did the prince easily take this matter on himself?

The emperor sitting in the head was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would not even make any excuses. What gave him the courage to take the blame on him? Does he feel that he has no choice but to do anything to him?

It's simply a bad beast!

"I wonder what my father is going to deal with my son?" Ran Yichen's voice didn't sound much emotional, but after he said this, everyone's eyes looked at the emperor sitting there, as if they wanted to see how he finished it.

"Although you handed over the military power to lead the army, your mansion still had some uncertain factors. In order to give an explanation to the Zheng family and the Dazhou, your mansion soldiers need to be disrupted and reorganized, and your privately supported staff can be repatriated."

The emperor looked quite kind when he didn't speak, but he felt a bit chill when he spoke. He wanted to force King Chen to the end! He didn't give him any chance.

Thinking of this, their eyes couldn't help but look at Ran Yichen. There was no displeasure on Ran Yichen's face, but instead stared at him calmly: "The soldiers of the son ministers are all arrogant people. Apart from the Chen Palace, I am afraid that only the father's palace can tolerate them? As for those aides, they have the ability to assist the Qiankun. I think they may be able to display their talents and ambitions in the future when they enter the court."

His unsaltitude voice made the emperor's face look ugly, and he suddenly stood up from the chair: "Sad, what are you talking about?"

"Don't you know exactly what your son wants to say?"

The person who was kneeling and worshiping had already stood up and knew that they wanted his life early in the morning. Even when Honglian used the Yin-Yang Pot to warn him, he still made the final hope. He wanted this supreme power, but he would not kill everyone. But today he seemed to be too kind.

Perhaps in his heart, when his power is uncontrollably expanded, it is already a sin!

Seeing him stand up straight from the ground little by little, the emperor's face gradually became ugly. He looked at the hourglass not far away, and slapped three palms on several tables. His voice was very shrill: "My evil, do you want to disobey the king and father?"

"Take it down for me."

If the three palms were just a reminder and hint, then this sentence would tear off all hypocrisy. As soon as he finished speaking, many soldiers rushed towards him. Unfortunately, the people around King Chen were not vegetarians. Although not many people brought in on the surface, many were hidden in private.

When the scene was covered by swords and swords, everyone had already begun to hold their heads and minds, for fear that they would become victims of this power struggle.

As a general of the Beicang Kingdom, King Chen was not only because his plan was better than ordinary people, but also because of his house force. This was an ever-winning general who wades from a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Therefore, the guards approaching did not take any advantage, but were killed or injured.

Compared to the other people's blood, he was still covered in bright light and could not see any blood. It seemed that he was not killing people, but just doing something extraordinary.

"Kill him." At this time, the emperor no longer covered his thoughts and directly gave orders to everyone, "He was poisoned and is now at the end of his strength."

The guards kept attacking him when they heard the emperor say this. After all, as the emperor's personal guards, they had no way out. Although they were afraid of the power of Prince Chen, they were now poisoned, so they were not the invincible existence.

"Arrow ready."

Seeing that the guards were unable to take them down for a while, the emperor ordered people not far away. The archers were the Zheng family, but the Zheng family made several orders without any noise, and their faces became ugly instantly.

"Are you talking about these wastes?"

Jiang Jianshu had excellent light skills. When he flew over, he was holding the heads of several people in his hand. Looking closely, there were people from the Zheng family among them. The face of the Zheng family became ugly in an instant.

"Prince."

The Yulin Guard on the periphery was attacked by the prince's men. Originally, these people were guarding against those who had missed the net, but the archers' entire army had already developed in an unpredictable direction. It was best to kill King Chen here.

"promise."

Yu Linwei was personally deployed by the prince. Although he was not good at martial arts, he had a lot of arrangements. The existence of those people did pose a lot of threats to the people of Chen Wang. At this time, the singers and actors who were invited to the palace to perform their art also drew out the sharp blades in their hands.
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