——If he dies in battle, wouldn’t it mean that he has gained another advantage?
This is the reason they are most concerned about. Giving the throne to the other party in vain is definitely not worth it.
For a moment, they both stopped talking. The prince's heart surged with murderous intent. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiyue, who was born in a world of beauty, and felt complicated in his heart.
He knew that both he and King Jing wanted to make Murong Xiyue their queen, but this woman was too difficult to tame. If this was the case, there was no way to keep her for personal use. Since she couldn't use it for herself, if she kept it, she would be a
Disaster.
King Jing raised his eyes, his deep eyes full of warnings to the prince, but the prince just smiled coldly and hid his hands behind his back.
Xiyue naturally sensed this scene and turned around deliberately, turning her back to the prince.
Prince Jing kept looking coldly at the prince. The prince's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but a smile appeared on his face. He took a step forward and looked deeply at the extremely arrogant woman standing in front of him with her back to him.
A gust of fragrance came over, and the prince sucked in the light fragrance of her body, feeling a trace of reluctance flashing in his heart.
But in an instant,
His expression suddenly changed.
Anger burned heavily, he looked at King Jing who was glaring at him with eager eyes, and chuckled.
"Xiyue, does this prince know that your husband-in-law is Ouyang Mingri? He must have had a very happy wedding night."
——King Jing's figure froze as expected, looking at Xiyue in surprise, and his fists clicked fiercely.
How could she do this.
Is she really together with Ouyang Mingri?
Anger surged up at the same time, and the prince could clearly feel that King Jing was upset, and at the same time he was not so defensive about himself——
As fast as lightning, he raised his palm, filled with spiritual power, and struck Xiyue hard on the back.
"Bang……"
Xiyue was beaten and flew forward. At the same time, she saw a sharp roar coming from the air, and a sapphire blue figure rushed out and caught Xiyue.
Xiyue in her arms closed her eyes tightly, her lips bloodshot.
"Xi'er... Xi'er..."
Anxiety and pain overflowed from her words. Xiyue knew she couldn't pretend to be dead, so she smiled inwardly, then slowly opened her eyes, pretending to be in extreme pain.
Pointed at the prince and King Jing.
The seventh prince turned his head and looked hatefully, his eyes filled with hatred at the same time. He nodded, put down Xiyue with a cold face, took out a spiritual pill from his arms, fed it into Xiyue's mouth, and then
Slowly stood up.
"It's the Seventh Prince——"
"What...is going on..."
The courtiers felt that their whole bodies were cold, and the fighting inside seemed like a piece of cake today. At this moment, three waves of murderous aura and weirdness were constantly pouring out, making everyone afraid to move.
The seventh prince's eyes were red with murderous intent, and he slowly approached them step by step.
The surging murderous aura caused the Crown Prince and Prince Jing to look at each other, telling each other with their eyes that they should deal with the Seventh Prince first and then fight. The two nodded and struck preemptively, raising their hands to strike at the Seventh Prince.
"Just because of you——"
The Seventh Prince walked towards them and took their palms with a sneer. The Crown Prince and Prince Jing felt sharp pain in the tiger's mouth and stepped back violently. However, they were shocked to find that there was a crack in their wrists.