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Chapter 562 Mingxiu Plank Road

The Imperial City of Nanming was the richest place in the whole of Nanming. It had beautiful mountains and rivers and was extremely elegant. Even the imperial palace was more elegant and unique than the palaces of other countries. It is reasonable for Nanming to be beautiful.

The atmosphere in Prince Nanmingrong's palace was extremely tense. There were twice as many guards as there was an important person living there.

As everyone knows, the most adept at fighting in the Southern Ming Dynasty were Prince Rong and Prince Gong who died young. Prince Rong had no children, only one daughter, and was already married to the seventh prince in the court. Therefore, there was no doubt that Prince Rong would survive the turmoil over the heir apparent.

We should be on the side of the Seventh Prince.

In the quiet courtyard, a man in white clothes stood with his hands clasped behind his back, and Prince Rong walked toward him in a rich robe.

"How did Prince Heng sleep well yesterday?" Prince Rong had an aura of power without anger throughout his life as a soldier.

The man in white is Dongfang Ye. He does not look like a prisoner at all, but like a distinguished guest. He looks calm and composed as if he is in his own courtyard.

"They all say that the weather in Nanming is excellent, and what they say is true." Dongfang Ye responded with a faint smile.

Prince Rong narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at the young prince next to him. It was really hard to imagine that such a young man had caused Nanming to suffer several defeats. He looked like a noble prince waving a folding fan, but such a person could actually

It was really incredible to him that he could be quite famous among the Ling Army.

"I really have something to ask Prince Heng, so I used some not-so-bright methods to invite the Prince over. I also asked the Prince not to be angry." Prince Rong smiled and then spoke.

His own purpose, "As far as I know, the prince seems to have been in contact with my grandmother Du, who is close to the late Queen Nanming."

"I have always been in poor health. I was recuperating in Linyang Mansion. It was not until the past two years that my health got better. Something happened at home, so I came to the capital, and now I am in this situation. Let alone my mother-in-law.

Well, even the king of the Nanming royal family only recognizes His Highness now." Dongfang Ye was so free that he didn't feel at all that he was in someone else's hands, but he was in a relaxed mood.

"Prince Heng, think more carefully?" Prince Rong's face darkened and he narrowed his eyes and said with a hint of threat.

Dongfang Ye smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, Prince Rong, is joking. I don't know any mothers."

Seeing that he refused to accept his words, King Rong was a little unhappy, and said coldly: "Since I dare to bring the county king here, he must have something to do with the county king who knows about this matter."

"Prince Rong brought me here just to know something about a nanny?" Dongfang Ye glanced at him leisurely, half-smiling but not smiling.

"Prince Heng is extremely smart, so he should understand what I mean. I still have official business to deal with. If the Prince thinks of something, let the guards tell me." After saying that, he left without looking back.

, four guards were guarding the door, obviously intending to put him under house arrest here.

Dongfang Ye smiled faintly and looked up to see that the sun was still early, so he went back to bed and thought about getting some sleep first. He was really tired these days and needed a good rest.

Seeing him lying down, one of the guards outside the door left and went to Prince Rong's study to report.

"Why didn't the prince lock him up and torture him? If he knew how powerful he was, he would naturally tell the news about the prince and Aunt Du." said Yu Jian, a close guard under Prince Rong.

"He is the favorite of Emperor Ling. If you touch him, you will become the enemy of Emperor Ling. This deal is unnecessary." King Rong narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "It took a lot of effort for me to bribe two of his men.

Guard, you drugged him, otherwise do you think you can catch him so easily? Besides, even if he refuses to tell the whereabouts of the prince, it doesn't matter. With such a person in hand, we can negotiate terms with Emperor Ling when the time comes.

Wouldn't it be better if the Ling Kingdom supports the seventh prince in seizing the throne?"

King Rong's calculations were very loud. The deal between the seventh prince and King Ying of Ling Kingdom was just a trivial matter. If King Ying of Ling Kingdom was really capable, it would be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince now, so King Rong

He had long since set his sights on the prince's faction, so as for the seventh prince's little troubles, he just let him go, and they wouldn't affect his plan anyway.

"However, the prince brought this person back privately without informing the court... The emperor sent an envoy to Ling Kingdom to negotiate peace. If King Ling provokes another war on the grounds that the prince is missing..." Yu Jian looked concerned.

"Don't worry, as long as there is no proof that Prince Heng is dead, Emperor Ling will not act rashly. My spies in the capital have already replied, saying that Emperor Ling thinks very highly of this Prince." Regarding Dongfang Ye.

King Rong had heard a lot about the matter, and he had done nothing less to seek skin from a tiger, and it was the same this time.

Yu Jian stood there with an expressionless face. He was a guard with strong martial arts skills. He saved King Rong once before he gained the respect of King Rong. Now he has to take him with him wherever he goes.

"I have inquired about him a long time ago. He is just a sick young master. I heard that his illness was brought from his mother's womb, so he has been recuperating in Linyang. He only appeared in the court for the first time last year.

The palace is impregnable and it is impossible for him to escape." Prince Rong was very confident in the guards of the palace and was not worried at all that Dongfang Ye would escape.

What Yu Jian said should be, standing as tall as a pine tree.

"The emperor has summoned the prince. The prince should go to the palace as soon as possible." Yu Jian said respectfully.

King Rong sneered: "My troops are well-known for sending troops this time, and the emperor must have nothing to say. But this time I not only took the opportunity to send that annoying guy to the West, but also captured King Wu's men."

, it’s really satisfying.”

It was true that the royal family disappeared before, but the reason for his disappearance was that King Rong secretly sent someone to deal with him, which gave him a legitimate reason to send troops, and at the same time, he took away King Wu's military power and made him a

He also secretly placed people in the Ling Army. The Seventh Prince secretly colluded with the King of England and obtained the march map of the Ling Army from the King of England's spies. The Ling Army was caught off guard, but it was a pity that Dongfang Ye

Cheng Yaojin's appearance, otherwise the Ling Army would have sent envoys to Nanming to negotiate peace at this time.

"I'm going to the palace first. Send someone to keep an eye on Prince Heng. This is the trump card in my hand." As if he thought of something happy, the smile on Prince Rong's face grew more and more.

Put on your clothes and push the door open.

After King Rong walked away, Yu Jian withdrew his gaze. A light flashed in his eyes, and his face suddenly became expressionless again. He walked towards the yard where Dongfang Ye was under house arrest. When the guards outside the door saw Yu Jian, they all moved to the side.

She gave in, opened the door for him, and then stood back up, as if he had never been there.

As for Yu Jian, after the door behind him was closed, he walked a few steps forward, looked at the man in white standing with his hands behind his back, knelt down on one knee, and called in a respectful voice: "Young Master."


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