A slight smile flashed across Qi Xingchen's lips, and Dong E's heart trembled, as he had a premonition of why he was smiling.
Just admit it, pray for Xingchen to wait for this, and don't worry about killing the wrong person.
As soon as Dong E said these words, his eyes widened, and then they became as abrupt as the eyes of a dead fish, and his throat made a "ZZZZ" sound.
Before Prime Minister Dong could say a word for help or mercy, his head was forcibly severed by Qi Xingchen.
Qi Xingchen was so elegant and calm even in his killing posture. He slowly let go of his hand, and Dong E's body fell down, motionless.
"It's a clean death to die like this." Qi Xingchen didn't make him suffer for too long, which was already a great honor.
When the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion discovered Dong E's death, they drew their swords and surrounded the house.
"Ah - Prime Minister, Prime Minister is dead!"
"Master Xiang!"
Qi Xingchen didn't bother to look at these guards, and walked out of the room in a swagger, and walked out from the main door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The guards pointed their sharp knives in the direction of Qi Xingchen's departure, but they did not dare to do anything.
Qi Xingchen left the Prime Minister's Mansion and returned to the palace, where he met Qi Shuihan.
When Qi Shuihan heard that Qi Xingchen was back, he sent someone to wait at the palace gate and led him into the main hall to see him.
Qi Shuihan sat high on the dragon chair, screened away the guards and palace people on the left and right, prayed for Xingchen to follow the guards into the hall, and the guards retreated and locked the door of the hall.
Qi Xingchen did not kneel down as per the ritual, but stood upright, looking at Qi Shuihan.
The eyes of the two brothers met for the first time, so indifferent and hostile.
Over the years, Qi Xingchen has worked hard to assist Qi Shuihan and serve the country with loyalty. He has never had the slightest thought of wrongdoing. He has neither fought nor snatched but ended up being separated...
Qi Shuihan narrowed his eyes, looking domineering and not angry, and noticed that the sleeves of Qi Xingchen's white robe were stained with blood.
"Brother, I'm back." Qi Xingchen raised the corner of his mouth, breaking the calm.
Called "big brother", Qi Xingchen always remembers that Qi Shuihan is his eldest brother.
"Xingchen, why are there blood stains on your sleeves?" Qi Shuihan asked calmly, "Are you injured?"
"Brother has misunderstood. This is not my blood, but Dong E's blood." Qi Xingchen said with a smile.
Qi Shuihan's expression changed, and then he heard Qi Xingchen say something else: "Eldest brother's close confidant, Dong E, is dead."
"Did you kill Dong E?" Qi Shuihan clenched his fists. Qi Xingchen was so rebellious. Killing Dong E would be equivalent to two brothers breaking up and leaving no room for negotiation.
"Dong E's treacherous ministers and traitors deserved their death. My younger brother has long wanted to protect your majesty." Qi Xingchen said slowly and calmly.
"Do you know...the consequences of doing this?" Qi Shuihan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he wished he could kill Qi Xingchen.
However, Qi Shuihan still had worries in his heart. If Xi Ling Hua Ying gave birth to a heir apparent this time, Qi Shuihan would not have to look forward and backward. He would have to find a way to preserve the royal bloodline.
"The princess has just given birth to the little princess, and my brother, the father, has not yet met the little princess. Has your majesty given permission for me to meet my daughter?"
"Do you still know that you have a wife and daughter? Xingchen, what you do is not only related to your life and death, but also the life and death of your wife and daughter, and even the survival of the entire Chen Palace." Qi Shuihan reminded Qi Xingchen that he would protect himself for himself.
Pay the price for your actions.
"My dear brother, I have nothing to fear. All I want is for our family to be reunited and not be separated in life or death." Qi Xingchen responded with a smile. Neither death nor any words could threaten him.