That domineering aura was vividly demonstrated in the dark night. Sitting on the dragon chair, he looked as if he were the king of the world.
King Lingnan looked at the person on the king's chair. He was so angry that he lost his breath. He stared at the man in black and gritted his teeth and said, "You are indeed the mastermind behind the scenes. Prince Zhenbei, you are so clever."
Beiming Changfeng, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, looked coldly at King Lingnan below, and raised his eyebrows coldly: "It's your son who rebelled against you, what does it have to do with me."
The casual rhetorical question showed that he was absolutely strategizing and knowledgeable.
Closing the palace door with his backhand, King Lingnan leaned against the palace door and looked at the superior Beiming Changfeng. He sneered and said: "My second son is mediocre. He is neither a legitimate son nor a beloved son with extraordinary intelligence. In this country,
Among the king's sons, the most unknown one was not trusted or favored by any ministers.
A prince with neither power nor talent to support him would suddenly come to the palace today, and he could actually hold the power of the Imperial Guards in the northern suburbs and fight all the way to the palace. This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Looking at all the civil and military officials in the south of the Lingnan, including
I, the king, never thought that this day would come to pass."
Speaking of this, King Lingnan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "He is not a person with a deep chest who can hide it so deeply. The only possibility is that someone is secretly helping him."
Beiming Changfeng, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, leaned on the dragon chair and signaled King Lingnan to continue with a cold expression.
King Lingnan looked at Beiming Changfeng, and for a moment a complicated and unspeakable light shone in his eyes: "Beiming Changfeng, Beiming Crown Prince, I couldn't have guessed that you were controlling him from behind. It's a pity that that one
The fire that destroyed the royal ancestral temple in the south of my mausoleum left me with no other ideas.
Except for you, the Prince of Zhenbei, and the Crown Princess, no one else hates our Lingnan royal family so much that they want to burn them all with fire, leaving no trace behind. Beiming Changfeng, your move has completely exposed you."
After Beiming Changfeng heard this, he leaned on the dragon chair and crossed his legs, and admitted simply: "So what?"
Even if you guess it now, so what?
What skills do you have to reverse the current situation?
King Lingnan looked at Beiming Changfeng, who was cold and stiff and had a arrogant face, and rushed forward in one breath. His face was red with almost suppressed anger, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot with anger, and his whole body turned red.
But……
But, what about him? What can he do now?
Beiming Changfeng actually dared to appear in front of him, and he had no back-up plan.
He has already calculated everything.
There was a sweet smell spreading in his mouth, which was the blood that flowed from his broken teeth. King Lingnan swallowed the blood in his mouth and suddenly said: "I want to know, Prince Zhenbei, why do you fall in love with me, your second son?"
He has no talent, no ability, and no courtiers are interested in him. Why does Beiming Changfeng only like him and give him such a beating today? He really wants to know why.
"There is no prince in the world who doesn't want to be the emperor." Beiming Changfeng looked at King Lingnan who had a suppressed look on his face, leaned over and spoke slowly.
Who doesn’t want to be the emperor, who doesn’t want to be the king of the world.
If you don’t have the ability, you won’t think about that position?
Wrong, the farther away you are from that position, the more you will think about it, the more you will think about ascending to that throne, and then completely humiliate and eliminate everyone who once looked down on you.
The second prince is not valued because he is cold, cold and proud.
That domineering aura was vividly demonstrated in the dark night. Sitting on the dragon chair, he looked as if he were the king of the world.
King Lingnan looked at the person on the king's chair. He was so angry that he lost his breath. He stared at the man in black and gritted his teeth and said, "You are indeed the mastermind behind the scenes. Prince Zhenbei, you are so clever."
Beiming Changfeng, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, looked coldly at King Lingnan below, and raised his eyebrows coldly: "It's your son who rebelled against you, what does it have to do with me."
The casual rhetorical question showed that he was absolutely strategizing and knowledgeable.
Closing the palace door with his backhand, King Lingnan leaned against the palace door and looked at the superior Beiming Changfeng. He sneered and said: "My second son is mediocre. He is neither a legitimate son nor a beloved son with extraordinary intelligence. In this country,
Among the king's sons, the most unknown one was not trusted or favored by any ministers.
A prince with neither power nor talent to support him would suddenly come to the palace today, and he could actually hold the power of the Imperial Guards in the northern suburbs and fight all the way to the palace. This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Looking at all the civil and military officials in the south of the Lingnan, including
I, the king, never thought that this day would come to pass."
Speaking of this, King Lingnan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "He is not a person with a deep chest who can hide it so deeply. The only possibility is that someone is secretly helping him."
Beiming Changfeng, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, leaned on the dragon chair and signaled King Lingnan to continue with a cold expression.
King Lingnan looked at Beiming Changfeng, and for a moment a complicated and unspeakable light shone in his eyes: "Beiming Changfeng, Beiming Crown Prince, I couldn't have guessed that you were controlling him from behind. It's a pity that that one
The fire that destroyed the royal ancestral temple in the south of my mausoleum left me with no other ideas.
Except for you, the Prince of Zhenbei, and the Crown Princess, no one else hates our Lingnan royal family so much that they want to burn them all with fire, leaving no trace behind. Beiming Changfeng, your move has completely exposed you."
After Beiming Changfeng heard this, he leaned on the dragon chair and crossed his legs, and admitted simply: "So what?"
Even if you guess it now, so what?
What skills do you have to reverse the current situation?
King Lingnan looked at Beiming Changfeng, who was cold and stiff and had a arrogant face, and rushed forward in one breath. His face was red with almost suppressed anger, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot with anger, and his whole body turned red.
But……
But, what about him? What can he do now?
Beiming Changfeng actually dared to appear in front of him, and he had no back-up plan.
He has already calculated everything.
There was a sweet smell spreading in his mouth, which was the blood that flowed from his broken teeth. King Lingnan swallowed the blood in his mouth and suddenly said: "I want to know, Prince Zhenbei, why do you fall in love with me, your second son?"
He has no talent, no ability, and no courtiers are interested in him. Why does Beiming Changfeng only like him and give him such a beating today? He really wants to know why.
"There is no prince in the world who doesn't want to be the emperor." Beiming Changfeng looked at King Lingnan who had a suppressed look on his face, leaned over and spoke slowly.
Who doesn’t want to be the emperor, who doesn’t want to be the king of the world.
If you don’t have the ability, you won’t think about that position?
Wrong, the farther away you are from that position, the more you will think about it, the more you will think about ascending to that throne, and then completely humiliate and eliminate everyone who once looked down on you.