Ximen Jinglie suddenly opened his eyes and met Ximen Yin's cold eyes.
Ximen Yin did not shy away and watched Ximen Jinglie sit up.
He got up very quickly, not like a seriously ill person.
"You..." Ximen Jinglie stared at Ximen Yin speechless.
His body was trembling slightly, and he was obviously timid.
Ximen Yin knew that his own gaze had frightened him, so he blinked, dispelling the murderous intent in his eyes, and returned to softness.
"The person I want to kill is the prince. It's best if he can't return to Beijing." Ximen Yin said.
The soft words spoken out are like the soft sword in Ximen Jingxuan's hand that softens the hardness. Softness is a deadly weapon.
Combined with the news received, Mrs. Mei's words, and the thoughts about Ximen Jingxuan's defense, Ximen Yin became even more convinced that Ximen Jingxuan had laid out a situation for him that he couldn't figure out, and he no longer had it.
Thinking about it with time, we can only let Dongfang intercept Ximenche and his team as soon as possible.
Everything condensed into just a few days.
"Kill the prince..." Ximen Jinglie muttered and repeated.
"Yes." Ximen Yin said, "I have sent people to intercept Ximen Che. As long as we meet him, it will be a fight."
"Will you definitely win?" Ximen Jinglie asked.
What he wanted was the result, and he was not surprised at all by the news, let alone shocked or opposed.
"That's not necessarily true. After all, this is the first time my people have participated in a war, and their opponents are elite soldiers and generals from northern Xinjiang." Ximen Yin did not give a confident answer.
"Oh..." is the end of another long-sounding tone.
"If my people succeed and destroy the troops and capture the prince, I will punish the prince for trying to lead troops into the capital to force the palace to usurp the throne. If my people fail and order the prince to enter the capital, this matter will be counted among the crimes."
On the head of King Xuan, he summoned all ministers to make a decision because King Xuan wanted to eradicate the crime of treason and seizing the throne by the prince." General Ximen Yin said both results.
"I'm afraid it will not be easy for the ministers to deal with Prince Xuan." Ximen Jinglie frowned and said.
"Prince Xuan holds great power and will definitely not be easy to deal with, so we need to deal with it next. But when the prince returns to Beijing, the emperor can also go to court to discuss matters, and there will be nothing wrong with Prince Xuan in the palace. If he insists not
If he is willing to hand over the Zhaohe Palace, I am afraid that the prince will not tolerate him. Since the prince can escape from my people, he has gained some experience in northern Xinjiang, and with the elite soldiers, he can also do something." Ximen Yindao.
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When Lin Xiner is gone, it will be much easier to provoke the prince.
"Since you have planned everything, I will just act according to your arrangements." Ximen Jinglie trusted Ximen Yin very much, "Anyway, this world is yours, and you have your own responsibilities. I only need to follow your arrangements."
I just want to show up at the right time."
"Originally, I wanted to make some arrangements for the emperor to suddenly be safe and sound after Prince Xuan left the capital for Lin Xiner, but now that Prince Xuan refuses to leave the capital, I have to change my plan." Ximen Yin said.
Ximen Jinglie understood that as soon as Ximen Jingxuan left the capital, he recovered physically. Such a result would undoubtedly make all the ministers and people in the world think that the emperor's illness was caused by King Xuan. Coupled with Ximen Yin's secret actions, it would inevitably
They all targeted King Xuan. If done cleverly, it would be difficult for King Xuan to return to the capital. Even though he had soldiers and horses from southern Xinjiang, for a rebel, as the emperor, he had enough reasons to issue an order to fight against King Xuan.
, we can justifiably get rid of this person who has contributed so much to this cause. When the time comes, people in southern Xinjiang will also have a choice, and their attitudes will be divided into two. After all, some people do not want to continue to serve and rebel along with them.
As for how to face the battle and how to arrange things after Ximen Jingxuan leaves the capital, that is Ximen Yin's job. As an emperor who lives deep in the palace, he is unable to worry about that.
"It doesn't matter if I change it, I don't want to lie on this hospital bed all day again. I can only eat liquid food every day to satisfy my hunger. My life is really miserable." Ximen Jinglie has long been unable to bear this kind of self-torture.
What kind of emperor is he if he can’t even enjoy simple beauties and delicacies?
Hearing Ximen Yin say that when the war breaks out, he will get better. As the emperor, he can observe the formation and issue orders, which really relieves him from the hard work for so long.
Thinking about what it would be like to be an emperor, Ximen Jinglie couldn't help but get excited, and his face showed his excitement inadvertently.
Who would be willing to throw away the emperor's name and authority?
Ximen Yin glanced at Ximen Jinglie, "Your Majesty, you are still under Ximen Jingxuan's nose now. If you recover suddenly, you will not only have no chance to make things difficult for Ximen Jingxuan, but you will also be caught by Ximen Jingxuan, and the emperor will be killed."
As the king of a country, if you don't care about the country and the country, and play such embarrassing tricks with suspicion, the officials will turn from caring about the emperor's safety to being angry. At that time, you will completely lose power. Relatively speaking, Ximen Jing will benefit.
Xuan."
"Then... I am still going to be sick?" Ximen Jinglie was a little frustrated. How long will this illness last?
"What else can the emperor do now besides being ill?" Ximen Yin said with a hint of disdain.
Staying together in the Zhaohe Hall was obviously an excellent opportunity to get close to Ximen Jingxuan, but the emperor, apart from sneaking around the side hall, did not even dare to open a crack in the door, let alone inquire about Ximen Jingxuan.
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"Isn't this just to cooperate with your arrangement to prevent any mistakes from being exposed?" Ximen Jinglie defended himself.
In front of Ximen Yin, who had the title of emperor, he lost all his majesty and became cautious.
"Then the emperor will continue to cooperate and let the disease slowly get better, as long as it reaches the point where you can speak and dictate your will." Ximen Yin said.
He doesn't need an emperor who can do anything for him. It's good to just obey his arrangements honestly.
"Okay, then you can eat some delicious food." Ximen Jinglie comforted himself.
When he set foot on this boat, he didn't expect how his life would be in the future. Wasn't it just for a life?
In fact, no matter what position a person is in, the bottom line is his own life. Fame, fortune, and wealth are all empty. In the eyes of most people, living is the simplest purpose.
"Having been lying on the hospital bed for so long, no suspicious people appear around you?" Ximen Yin asked again.
The tone of the inquiry was like treating one of his subordinates, a person who obeys his orders.
In front of him, he was no longer the majestic and solemn father he had been before, and who made him even more cautious.
If outsiders saw it, they would definitely be surprised as to what happened to Ximen Jinglie.
But obviously, there is no need to explain anything between these two people. For them, it is a secret that cannot be known to outsiders.
Ximen Jinglie shook his head, Ximen Jingxuan guarded the Zhaohe Palace so tightly, how could someone suspicious sneak in?