Chapter 712 Who Made You Willingly Be a Running Dog
It would take three days and three nights to count all the transgressive actions of the Nanmen clan in the court.
Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s talk about the princes in Nanmen Mansion.
The position of Crown Prince was originally hereditary, and there could only be one person in a generation. However, in the final analysis, the Nanmen clan was not the residence of a prince, so there should not be a Crown Prince at all.
The crown prince is the prince's successor son, and there can only be at most one person in the prince's house.
However, the Nanmen clan not only has the crown prince, but all the sons also have to ask the Holy Master to personally confer the title of crown prince, just to show off to the world that their Nanmen Mansion is unique.
This is definitely something that has never happened before.
Nanmen Rong always said that Emperor Qiwen was a coward emperor, and it was not without reason. What was the difference between Emperor Qiwen's tolerance towards the Nanmen clan and the puppet emperor?
Nanmen Ye, the Duke, simply wanted to have whatever he wanted, so Emperor Qiwen was also afraid that one day he would have enough of everything and get tired of playing, so he would come to claim his kingdom.
Now that he had the opportunity to uproot the Nanmen clan, he was more excited than anyone else and more excited than anyone else!
"Nanmen Xu..." It seemed that he had heard this name before. Emperor Qiwen pursed his lips and thought for a moment.
The Grand Eunuch reminded: "Have you forgotten, Your Majesty? When Concubine Rong was still the Queen, in order to prevent His Highness the Crown Prince from being with Miss Ninth of the Feng family, the Holy Sage gave Miss Ninth to the Prince Xu of the Nanmen clan."
"This Prince Xu is Nanmen Xu, a man who has had little status in the Nanmen clan since he was a child and has no power in his hands."
"It turned out to be him." Emperor Qiwen finally remembered. No wonder, he always felt that the name Nanmen Xu was familiar.
"The person who can be assigned to Feng Jiu'er is probably the most disdainful junior of Nanmen Rong. It seems that Nanmen Xu is indeed an irrelevant existence in the Nanmen clan."
"The old slave also heard that Nanmen Xu was often bullied by his brothers at home. Even the Duke and General Nanmen never took him seriously. Last time Feng Jiuer broke off the engagement in public, the Duke
Your Excellency also beat Nanmen Xu seriously."
"Is there such a thing?" In this way, Nanmen Xu must have hated the relatives of the Nanmen clan.
That's right, he wants just such a person! A person who hates the Nanmen clan's family members to the core, but has no ability!
The Grand Duke nodded and said with a smile: "It's absolutely true. This matter became a laughing stock for a time, and many people in the palace were spreading rumors."
Emperor Qiwen nodded and suddenly said with a smile: "Okay, tomorrow someone will send Nanmen Xu quietly into the palace. I want to see him!"
"Yes, I obey the order!"
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When Feng Jiu went out, she felt that someone must be following behind her.
Although his breath was very light, so light that it was basically no different from the sound of wind, there was still a little bit of breath.
That person was not the Nine Emperors Uncle. If he were the Nine Emperors Uncle, she might not even be able to feel the slightest breath.
Originally, she wanted to contact someone about something, but she was being followed all the time, making communication completely impossible. She frowned and took another route.
The breath behind her disappeared silently when she turned to another road.
Feng Jiu was a little surprised. She looked back and saw lush green trees on both sides of the road, casting mottled shadows under the moonlight.
The wind blew by, the branches and leaves swayed slightly, and the floating sound was as light as water. The seemingly nonexistent breath was really gone.
The person following her disappeared without a trace, why?
Do you think she is no longer worth following, or is she stopped by someone?
But she made sure that she didn't let anyone follow her tonight. She didn't even tell anyone about the past few times she entered the palace, and only Xuegu knew about it.
Who is helping me secretly?
Feng Jiu still didn't dare to be careless. She walked on this road for a certain distance and still didn't find anyone following her. After that, she turned into another trail.
After wandering around, I returned to the jungle and made sure no one was peeping around. Then I took off the seal on the tree trunk and took out an expected note from under the bark.
Nanmen Xu's letter contained just a few words and no cause or effect, but Feng Jiu could understand it very clearly.
This guy is really smart, and his tacit understanding with her seems to be natural. Before she came here tonight, she left him a note, which was just two words: hand injury.
He could actually "injure" Nanmen Ye's wrist overnight!
The Grand Eunuch saw that Nanmen Ye's hand was injured. It was really injured, but it was not the knife that Feng Jiu had cut on the assassin before.
The assassin is Mr. Lanyue from the No. 1 Village in the World. How could it be Nanmen Ye?
But now, Emperor Qiwen must not dare to really bring Nanmen Ye back for a thorough investigation due to the power of the Nanmen clan.
Nanmen Ye happened to have an injury on his hand, and the Grand Eunuch saw it with his own eyes. When he went back, he asked Emperor Qiwen whether he had any doubts.
Anyway, whether he suspects it or not, his desire to eat all the Nanmen clan's troops will not change.
Now, it just gave him a reason to get rid of Nanmen.
Feng Jiu destroyed the note, took out the special pen he carried with him, and wrote one word on the paper: Yong.
Throw it into the tree hole and seal the bark again.
This time she still carefully observed her surroundings to make sure that no one was following her, then she smiled calmly and left.
No matter who is helping him secretly, he is also grateful to this person. If it were not for his existence, this word "Yong" may not be successfully delivered to Nanmen Xu's hands.
The plan is going forward step by step. Let's wait and see whether the fate of the Nanmen clan can really come to an end.
However, the masked empress in this palace is probably a difficult character to deal with.
Whether Nanmenxu can pass her level is still unknown...
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"What's your relationship with Feng Jiu?" Jian Yi stared at the man standing in front of him.
He was dressed in black and blended in with the night, and the half mask on his face covered most of his face.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he looked at his aura and knew that he was a stunningly handsome man.
The moment he took action just now, Jianyi already knew that he was the leader of the Tianzun Sect, Di Wuya, who was feared by everyone in the world and still didn't know who his true identity was.
Di Wuya is secretly protecting Feng Jiu. What is the relationship between him and Feng Jiu?
Di Wuya's eyes also fell on Jian Yi at this moment. He raised his long finger and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the door.
The air is separated at any time, but the sword energy seems to be approaching the opponent in an instant.
"I've only seen one person in the world who can draw a sword so fast."
Emperor Wuya's face was as frosty, and his sharp eyes were like knives, with cold light splashing everywhere.
"You are the number one killer in Beimu Country, Jie Yan. Who made you willing to be his lackey?"
