Jiang Yuan sighed and met Tuoba Can's eyes, "You are the prince and he is the emperor, why do you want to kill him?"
Even if Tuoba Can wanted to be the emperor, killing Qi Xuanzuo would be unfair. Besides, killing Qi Xuanzuo would not necessarily make him the emperor. He was just a prince with a foreign surname.
Moreover, it is said that he was the one who helped Qi Xuanzuo ascend to the throne.
"Humph!" Tuoba Can's face turned extremely ugly for a moment, and words popped out of his throat one by one, "He deserves to die!"
"Oh?" Jiang Yuan showed great interest.
Unfortunately, Tuoba Can's face turned cold. Knowing that she was talking, he immediately glared at her, "You will die soon, there is no need to know so much."
Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows and said nothing if she didn’t want to!
However, there are a lot of strange things about a prince being able to assassinate the emperor so blatantly.
It has been nearly a month since she met Qi Xuanzuo, but Qi Xuanzuo was not worried about the affairs of the imperial capital at all. Could it be that the emperor was not around and could he keep it secret for so long?
Seeing that she was silent, Tuoba Can changed the subject again, kicked her and said, "Do you think he will come?"
Rubbing salt into other people's wounds is his favorite thing to do. If he can't be happy anymore, he can't bear to see the people around him being happy.
Jiang Yuan's sight suddenly appeared in a white dress. The white dress was fluttering, black hair was flying, and the charming face was as bright as thousands of pear trees in bloom.
In an instant, the heart in my heart was violently struck.
It was like going back to that night when the peach blossoms were blooming. The stunning moment was a sight that would last forever.
Finally, she sighed deeply, come on, come on, what needs to be solved, solve it once, at most... you will die again.
"No need to guess, he's already here." Her tone unconsciously carried a hint of emotion, joy, excitement, and anticipation.
fleeting.
"Hmph!" Tuoba Can's eyes burst out with bloodthirsty light, and a stone suddenly hit Jiang Yuan's acupuncture point.
Jiang Yuankou could not speak, his body was warm, but his eyes kept following the figure that was getting closer and closer.
Qi Xuanzuo threatened her with her life, but risked his own life for her. What else could she be dissatisfied about?