236. Chapter 236 The emperor is more handsome than the prince?
Xia Ziyan immediately accepted the order and shouted: "My son will definitely live up to his father's trust."
Zhuge Zhengliang also accepted the military order: "I will guarantee Xiang Xiang's head and swear to the death to complete the mission!"
After saying that, the two of them were ordered to leave, counting the number of people and preparing to set off.
At this time, Xia Qingtian's eyes fell on the last general in his eyes: "General Xiong, you also lead three thousand troops and lurk near the palace. Pay close attention to all the troubles in the palace. If there is any abnormality, immediately
It will only be with me. At the same time, we will communicate with each other by signal. If red fireworks appear above the palace, you will immediately move into the palace and eliminate every one alive!"
"General, I will obey the Prime Minister's orders!" Xiong Asan clasped his hands together in front of his chest and saluted with a military salute.
His figure is not as broad and round as that of ordinary generals - he is 1.7 meters tall, but slightly thin. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, healthy wheat-colored skin, full lips, and neat white teeth. There is a black mole on the left lower lip, the size of a black bean.
Very eye-catching.
"If you find someone leaving the house, send someone to follow them. If you find someone reporting to the palace, or heading towards the direction of the prison with the intention of taking advantage of the chaos to rob the prison, they will be killed on the spot." Xia Qingtian stepped forward and patted Xiong Asan on the shoulder.
, "You are the most powerful confidant of the truth, and this important task is entrusted to you."
"The final general will definitely live up to the trust of the prime minister!" Xiong Asan received the military order and walked out with great strides.
He also ordered three thousand troops, and as soon as he left the Prime Minister's Mansion, he broke them into pieces, disguised himself and went straight to Prince Xiao's Mansion.
After everyone left, Xia Qingtian looked in the direction of the palace from a distance, and his Maitreya-like face showed a sinister expression like a devil.
"Murong Leiting, Murong Xitian, the chess game has begun. The truth will push you to death step by step. You can only watch Murong's country fall into the hands of the truth, but you have no power to recover!" Then,
He burst into weird laughter and left Xia Ziluo's yard.
At the gate of Xia Mansion, only the last thousand soldiers were left.
As soon as Xia Qingtian appeared, these people were in high spirits, and they all stood tall and straight like pines and cypresses.
"Follow the true form and enter the palace!" Xia Qingtian put on the appearance of Maitreya Buddha again in front of others, showing a kind smile.
The soldiers immediately raised their arms and shouted, standing in five rows in an orderly manner, following Xia Qingtian's carriage.
Two of the team captains were riding horses and walking in front of the carriage to clear the way for Xia Qingtian. At the same time, they closely monitored every move nearby to prevent any changes.
Xia Qingtian immediately got on the carriage, and the group headed straight to the palace.
At the same time, operations were also launched in the palace north of the capital.
The palace should have been lively and bustling, but it became extremely deserted because of an episode. The atmosphere was extremely strange, like the calm before the storm.
In the emperor's palace, on the golden bed, the emperor was listening to the report of the shadow guard.
Although he and Murong Xitian are not twins, they look very similar.
They are both otherworldly beauties, but Murong Xitian gives people a colder feeling, like a ten thousand-year-old iceberg giving people a gloomy feeling; Murong Leiting is a little more feminine, with the corners of his lips naturally slightly upturned, but even when he is not smiling, he looks like
He is always laughing.
In addition, due to chronic illness, Murong Leiting's face had a sickly feeling of frailty - his complexion was so pale that there was no color in it, but his perfect thin lips were as red as a rose, making him look even more coquettish.
