Although Xiao Wen said that he would send Ting Qingyu out of the palace, Xiao Ting knew that with a loved one by his side, no matter whether she was in pain or not, that person would definitely be very happy.
At least, that's how he felt.
Xiao Wen stood coldly and looked at Xiao Ting sideways.
After so many years as brothers, it was the first time that the two of them looked at each other so angrily. Xiao Ting's heart gradually became cold, and he clenched the memorial in his hand, trying to crush it to pieces.
He had good intentions for him, but was treated with such hostility. Thinking of many "unequal treatments" in the past, Xiao Ting was filled with anger. He thought about it, but in the end he did not give in.[
"What I said, don't let me repeat it! If you take one step forward, no matter who it is, you or that woman, they will be punished by death!" Xiao Ting said coldly, veins appeared in the hand holding the memorial, and he fiercely
Murderous aura flowed gently from his eyes.
Xiao Wen was startled. Xiao Ting rarely got angry with him, but this time, he took it seriously.
Xiao Wen said it was useless, but there was a cold look in his eyes, and he suddenly struck out with a palm, hitting Xiao Ting's face! Xiao Ting was shocked. He didn't expect Xiao Wen to confront him on the spot, but he didn't call anyone. Eunuch Li was there.
While his face turned pale with fright, he watched helplessly as the emperor and Prince Yan fought fiercely.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...Prince Yan! Come on...come on..." Eunuch Li was so frightened that his feet were weak and he could hardly even scream.
"Don't call people!" Xiao Ting immediately yelled coldly. Eunuch Li was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and couldn't say a word. He could only watch the emperor and Prince Yan engage in a fierce battle.
This is the first time they have used force so seriously.
When Xiao Ting was young, Xiao Ting had been pestering Xiao Wen to teach him martial arts, and the two would sometimes try to compete, but now they are no longer what they were when they were young.
Xiao Wen's moves were fierce. Although there was no weapon in his hand, it still seemed like he was going to hit Xiao Ting's vital part. Xiao Ting also used his moves carefully, his face as gloomy as the sky covered with millions of dark clouds.
A red figure and a yellow figure moved up and down in the hall, left and right, and although the sound they made was not loud, the fierce wind blew up and made the surrounding curtains flutter wildly.