Seeing that Bei Ming Qingyun who had fallen asleep was not in danger of his life for the time being, Bei Ming Aocai turned around and left the hall, looking at the civil and military officials kneeling on the ground outside the hall, and frowned slightly.

At this time, it was no longer clear which people were from Bei Mingrui.

Bei Mingrui is dead, and no one with a little brain will stand up, and will not directly oppose Bei Mingao.

It seems that the cleaning work will be final.

The foundation of the Beiming Dynasty cannot move for the time being. If you want to move, you have to wait until you take over it.

"Master!" Ye Long came over: "Everyone is here, more than 500 people died in the palace, and the injured are still counting that there is no living in the Great Emperor."

Listening to Ye Long's words, Bei Mingao just nodded without saying anything. He looked at the man who was kneeling all over the ground and frowned slightly: "Don't spread the news, the eldest prince's body was buried directly."

"Yes." Ye Long responded, turned around and left.

The eunuch Zhongyi was guarding Bei Ming Qingyun's bed at this time, and he was kneeling there, trembling all over. He was the person he was most afraid of. No matter who became emperors, he would lose his current status.

After all, Bei Ming Qingyun only valued him the most.

"Master..." Mu Long walked over and looked around. Although it was midnight, the palace was brightly lit, just like daytime.

Bei Mingao frowned and looked at Mu Long: "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Ye has arrived in Luocheng, hoping to see Dr. Du." Mu Long said helplessly, lowering his head, his voice extremely low.

He looked at Mu Long, and Bei Mingao looked at the hall again. Du Zhong went in and did not come out. He didn't know the situation inside, but he must be unable to let Du Zhong leave now.

"I understand." Mu Long nodded.

Before he could turn around and leave, Xiao Ye walked in, looked at the situation in the palace, and didn't care. He walked directly to Bei Mingao's side: "Ao, Duan Moyun can't do it anymore."

"So severely injured?" Bei Mingao frowned. It would be extremely unfavorable for them to be seriously injured.

"Yes, I was hit by Wei Yang with a slap." Xiao Ye's face was also extremely heavy: "Is Leng Qianqian here?"

He already knew that Du Zhong was rescuing the old emperor of Beiming, so of course he didn't dare to say anything more.

When talking about Leng Qianqian, Bei Mingao's face became even more ugly. He breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists: "Qianqian... has returned to the Holy Palace."

"When did it happen?" Xiao Ye was a little anxious for a moment, widened his eyes incredibly, and then frowned fiercely: "It seems that Duan Moyun will definitely die."

"He was poisoned?" Bei Mingao's heart also sank: "How long can he last?"

"At most half a month." Xiao Ye sighed: "We are already on the way as soon as possible."

"Tomorrow, go to the Holy Palace to pick up people." Bei Mingao said as he made up his mind and clenched his fists secretly. Of course, he would not allow Leng Qianqian to leave him.

In any case, he would take Leng Qianqian out of the Holy Palace. As it seems, they have to take action in advance.

While he was talking, Du Zhong walked out slowly, covered in blood, and rubbed the sweat beads on his forehead, his face relaxed a little: "Ao, the emperor is fine."

Everyone exclaimed.

"Okay, go and see how Duan Moyun is." Bei Mingao patted Du Zhong's shoulder and turned around and entered the hall.

Bei Ming Qingyun was still sleeping, but his face had recovered. Although he was sleeping, his eyebrows were still tightly twisted together, and he could not accept what happened today.

In fact, Beiming Qingyun's life has been difficult these days. He has lost the imperial power and was under house arrest. He will not be in a good mood if he put it on anyone.

"Sixth Prince..." The eunuch Zhongyi also stood up and looked at Bei Mingao carefully. In this battle between the princes fighting for the throne, Bei Mingao had already won the battle, and of course Zhongyi knew what he should help.

Bei Mingao just nodded slightly, and did not speak. His face was still so cold, so don't be close to anyone.

"Send a few more imperial physicians to take good care of the emperor." After a while, Bei Ming Ao ordered: "I have something to deal with, so the chief supervisor of the palace will be more worried."

"This is what the old slave should do." Zhongyi was happy when he heard this. It seemed that as long as Bei Ming Qingyun was alive, the sixth prince in front of him would not do anything, which made him see hope again.

After looking at Bei Ming Qingyun again, Bei Ming Ao turned around and left.

He decided to go to the Holy Palace to pick up people, and he wanted to enter the Holy Palace. He must not go alone, as he would not be able to bring Leng Qianqian out of Ping'an.

It is not as simple as saying it casually. He has to arrange too much, and the power of the Dead Valley will move by two-thirds of it no matter how hard it is.

The Beiming Palace was overturned overnight, but the news did not spread.

At dawn, people only heard that the eldest prince suddenly became ill and died without treatment. The emperor was still in the north.

In a villa, Wan Qianqiu hugged Wan Shu'er tightly, with a sad look on his face: "It's all my mother's fault, but Yiyi actually saved the ungrateful wolf."

Tears kept overflowing, and Chu Yiyi's body was standing beside him. Wan Mo was kneeling beside Chu Yiyi's side and cried bitterly.

Chu Yiyi died like this, at the hands of her favorite man.

Wan Shu'er was still breathing a sigh of relief, but she couldn't wake up. She was hit by Bei Mingao's palm, and her internal organs were damaged. When they promised to treat Bei Mingao, Du Zhong also asked Leng Qianqian to treat Wan Shu'er's injuries.

It seems impossible now.

"Don't worry, I won't let them have a good life." Suddenly, Wan Qianqiu said coldly, looked at Chu Yiyi again, and then he met Wan Mo: "Buried the little princess' body, prepare for it, and go to the Holy Palace tomorrow."

Bei Mingao killed Chu Yiyi, so she killed Bei Mingao's favorite person - Leng Qianqian.

She thought that with her own skills, it would be fine to enter the Holy Palace.

"Yes, old lady..." Wan Mo looked reluctant, but now the Wanhua Valley is gone and the Wanfu is gone. They really can't sit still and wait for death. Now is not the time to be sad.

When Du Zhong took Duan Moyun's pulse, his face looked very ugly, and he shook his head: "I'm so seriously injured. My cousin has no martial arts foundation and will not last a few days."

Zheng Yi, who looked upright, frowned: "I heard that Leng Qianqian had excellent medical skills and poison skills. Can't she cure Master Duan? If he dies, everything in the Duan family has nothing to do with you."

This is a bit of gloating and ridicule.

In order to cooperate with Sheng Mo to deal with Bei Mingao and Leng Qianqian, he had almost defeated the Zheng family. He originally thought that he could regain the three bone-transparent nails in Leng Qianqian's hands and be able to openly command everything in the Zheng family. Now it seems that there is no hope.

Liangliang glared at Zheng Yi, Du Zhong looked calm: "As soon as the sky is dawn, I will go to find Miss Qianqian. Miss Qianqian has amazing medical skills and can bring about resurrection."

He was also a little annoyed. They seemed to have not done anything smoothly recently, especially when they thought of Leng Qianqian's departure, Du Zhong was in a worse mood.

Very bad.

This surprised Zheng Yi very much. He stared at Du Zhong and then stared at Duan Moyun who was lying on the bed, thinking that this guy could still be alive and that the Zheng and Duan families could continue to cooperate in the future, and they felt a little better.

He is just greedy for money and doesn't care about anything else.

"It's not easy to find Miss Qianqian." Zheng Yi continued: "Why did she leave here?"

"It's so troublesome." Bei Mingao happened to walk in, looked at Zheng Yi, and then looked at Du Zhong again. When he saw his face, he knew that Duan Moyun's condition was not very good. He stood there and cut his hands: "Take Master Duan with you and go to the Holy Palace."

"Yes." Du Zhong responded happily. When he thought of picking Leng Qianqian out of the Holy Palace, he felt a little better.

He didn't want Leng Qianqian to be sad. He clearly saw Leng Qianqian's reluctance when he left, but at that time, he had no reason to keep her.

Now that Bei Mingao and Wan Qianqiu are in trouble, Chu Yiyi is even more uncertain about her life and death. Such a situation is excellent for them.

In this way, Leng Qianqian would not have any worries.

"Take him with you together." Bei Mingao hesitated for a moment before pointing at Zheng Yi: "There are still spreading the news, I think there are many people looking for Qianqian."

"Yes." Du Zhong did not ask why. He understood that Bei Mingao did this just to cause trouble for the Holy Palace, which would be beneficial to them in the action.

It was just dawn, and all the people moved and headed towards the Holy Palace.

On the other side of the Dead Man Valley, more than 10,000 elites quickly entered the Holy Palace, all bypassing the official road, walking on the mountain path, climbing mountains and ridges when necessary, and sometimes taking water paths.

They just wanted to kill a silent Holy Palace just to avoid attracting attention.

This time, Bei Mingao thought about solving the Holy Palace and would never let the Holy Palace destroy his major affairs again and again.

In particular, the Holy Palace also put Leng Qianqian under house arrest, which he could not tolerate.

Leng Qianqian is his Bei Mingao woman, and no one can move anyone.

He is so domineering.

Du Zhong did not go to the Holy Palace together, but stayed to take care of Bei Ming Qingyun. Although he was extremely reluctant, he could not disobey Bei Ming Ao's intentions.

The Beiming Dynasty has returned to its original state, and the eldest prince has made silent news like this. The people will not care about it, and the officials know it well, so they let it go.

The first thing that Bei Ming Qingyun did to restore the first time was to inform the world, and the sixth prince Bei Mingao was to be crowned as the crown prince and the future crown prince.

Leng Qianqian locked himself up for three days and three nights, but he didn't come out once, which surprised Wuya outside the door.

I finally knew that Leng Qianqian was indeed a medicine fool as people said.

Especially when she saw the flowers and plants, her eyes were lit up, which made Wuya unable to move his eyes away from Leng Qianqian.

Looking at the dozens of crystal clear pills in the elixir furnace, Leng Qianqian stretched out and quickly held them in his palm, as if holding a rare treasure, while squinting his eyes and smiling: "It seems that this altar is still a Feng Shui treasure land."
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