Zheng Baorong opened his mouth, and he looked frightened and he still dared not reply.

As the prefect of the capital, how could he know that such a big mess has happened here?

Actually, I've known it a long time ago.

Yesterday, he received news that a group of Liao people were forcibly robbing the women here.

But Zheng Baorong didn't dare to care, especially after knowing that these Liao people were noble, he didn't dare to care.

So Zheng Baorong turned a blind eye and let things ferment to this point.

Until today, when Zheng Baorong learned that there was a conflict between the people from the East Factory and these Liao people, he had to come forward to resolve the matter. But as soon as he came here and saw Li Chen, Zheng Baorong was irritated.

He didn't know how Li Chen would commit suicide.

What's more, he is more afraid of Li Chen than before.

If you say that your previous fear of Li Chen was only due to Li Chen's identity and power, then now you need to add another layer of blood-stained horror.

The son of the prince of Liao Kingdom!

That is the royal family of the Liao Kingdom!

Just cut it!

Cut it as soon as you say it!

Until now, the scene where Li Chen raised the embroidered spring sword in his hand and the knife fell on his head was still frozen in Zheng Baorong's mind, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

But no matter what, it's so cool!

"Your Highness, my uncle..."

"No need to say more."

Li Chen waved his hand, got up on the carriage, and said lightly: "You can't do anything even if you want to take care of this matter. Although it is definitely wrong to protect yourself, it may not be a mistake. Just take care of yourself."

After saying that, Li Chen put down the curtain and drove towards the East Palace surrounded by the Jinyiwei.

Zheng Baorong looked at the figure of the carriage leaving, feeling lost.

Although Your Highness did not blame him, this book was the best result, for some reason, Zheng Baorong always felt that he had missed some important opportunity.

In the carriage, Li Chen felt a little physically exhausted after being stimulated by ups and downs.

He closed his eyes and rested without ending his thoughts.

Yelu Qiming should be killed, and Li Chen will never let him go.

But now, we need to consider the consequences, and the mess needs to be cleaned up.

As for Zheng Baorong...

As Li Chen said to him personally, it is not necessarily a mistake to protect himself, but it is enough to prove that Zheng Baorong, both moral and mental, did not meet Li Chen's expectations.

But he still has the ability. After the sweet potato matter is promoted, Zheng Baorong will be held responsible. Don’t think too much about the others.

In this way, Zheng Baorong's political life can be said to have been completed.

Li Chen did not punish him, but the decision he made was the cruelest punishment.

While shaking, the carriage had arrived at the East Palace.

When he got up and returned to the Eastern Palace, he saw Zhao Rui and Wan Jiaojiao's frightened faces. Only then did Li Chen realize that there was blood on his body, and there were still a lot of them, and a large area of ​​his chest was stained to his waist.

All of these are Yelu Qiming's blood.

"Have your Highness been injured?"

Zhao Rui was very clever and did not ask Li Chen what he had done, but asked about Li Chen's physical condition.

"It's not my blood, and I have never been injured, it's okay."

Li Chen gave Zhao Rui a relaxed smile, picked up the teacup and drank two sips. Wan Jiaojiao walked up and said, "I will change my clothes when I serve Your Highness."

"No."

Li Chen put down the teacup and waved his hand, saying, "Let's see you first."

Someone coming?

Zhao Rui and Wan Jiaojiao were both a little surprised and didn't hear anyone reporting to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

At this moment, a notice came from outside.
Chapter completed!