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Halfway through the carriage, Ye Jingchuan stopped suddenly.

"Don't be in a hurry to go back." Ye Jingchuan said: "Go back to the palace. This king still has something important to do."

The coachman didn't ask any questions, just said "yes", then turned his horse's head and drove back.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ye Jinyi came out of the palace. Originally, the imperial concubine wanted to keep her in the palace to rest for a night, but Ye Jinyi always felt that this was not good, and refused to live or die. He insisted on leaving. It's time.

After Ye Jinyi bid farewell to the nanny who sent her out, she headed towards her carriage not far away.

"Brocade clothes."

Ye Jinyi was about to get into the carriage when suddenly, a familiar male voice stopped her.

Ye Jinyi was taken aback for a moment, then turned around slowly, and saw Ye Jingchuan.

He had a smile all over his face and looked kind and easy-going.

"Jin Yi," he said, "Why don't you go to the Imperial Brother's residence, as the Imperial Brother just wants to ask you something."

Ye Jinyi was silent, as if hesitating, and finally she shook her head: "No, thank you for your kindness, Brother Emperor, Jinyi will visit in person some other day."

"No need to change another day." Ye Jingchuan beckoned, and saw a group of guards dragging Ye Jinyi's coachman off the carriage, Ye Jinyi was slightly startled, obviously a little frightened.

Just listen to Ye Jingchuan said: "Just now."

Without giving Ye Jinyi any chance to react, several maids dragged Ye Jinyi into the carriage...

Ye Jingchuan looked at the gradually driving away carriage, and the smile on his face gradually returned.

Now, Ye Jinyu is trapped outside the imperial city, with all the court officials under his control, Ye Jinyi is in his hand as a hostage, and the soldiers and horses are almost assembled, even if the King of Deer Chasing no longer trusts him, he is confident up.

Thinking, he didn't go back, but entered the palace with his entourage...

As night fell, there were still many soldiers guarding the posthouse. Shen Luoxi sat by the bed, watching the slowly rising moon.

The moon seems to be extraordinarily round tonight, the night is dark and windy, and the weather is clear.

Suddenly, a cat meowed from the quiet surroundings, and Shen Luoqi was taken aback for a moment. The next moment, he saw thorns coming out of the grass behind him, and jumped into Shen Luoqi's arms.

Seeing the thorns that were running around and covered in mud all over his body because of running away, Shen Luoxi picked up the whole cat with some disgust.

Thorn meowed and wanted to slap on Shen Luoqi. Shen Luoqi hugged her, turned around and looked around, and found a note tied to the back of Thorn but hidden by the hair among the thick hair.

Shen Luoqi quickly took down the note, opened it, and his expression changed suddenly.

She blew a whistle to attract a carrier pigeon, took advantage of the time when the guards were changing, tied the creed to the carrier pigeon's leg, and then quickly released it, hoping it would come in time.

Seeing the pigeons fly away, Shen Luoqi returned to the house, casually took a small dried fish from the table and threw it to Thorn, and said, "You did well. Don't forget your next task."

Thorn put the small dried fish in his mouth on the ground, then meowed softly, as if to say that I knew, picked up the dried fish, and jumped out of the window.

Here, Shen Luoxi changed into his night clothes, turned off the lights in the house, pretended that he was already asleep, and then went out through the window, avoiding the guards and leaving towards the night.

At this time, in the palace.

Ye Jingchuan dismissed all the guards in the imperial study room. In the imperial study room, the candlelight was reflected on the paper window. Ye Jingchuan was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a dragon chair. The person lying on the bed beside him was the king of deer competition!

Ye Jingchuan held the memorial in his hand and reviewed it carefully. Suddenly, he frowned, and said with some displeasure: "This Prime Minister Su really doesn't know good from bad. This king thinks he treats him kindly, but he actually carried it behind his back." This king... ah, no, he was behind my back and spoke ill of me to my father. You really deserve to die."

As he spoke, he raised his pen, drew a big cross on the memorial in his hand, and then threw it casually, and the memorial in his hand fell to the ground.

Ye Jingchuan sneered, got up and walked to the bed, slowly sat on the couch, turned his head and glanced at King Zhulu who couldn't move but was still conscious.

He smiled: "Father, have you already guessed it?"

King Zhulu glared at him angrily, wishing to cut him alive, but he couldn't move or speak.

Ye Jingchuan continued: "But it doesn't matter. I will fight for what you don't give me. I am no worse than any of your descendants. Take Ye Jinyu as an example. What's so good about him? You can forgive him for everything, if he says he won’t marry the concubine, you just force the concubine to me, and what is the supreme honor.”

"Oh, a joke. Since it's an honor, when will it be my turn? Father, you are so biased. Ye Jinyu is just a playboy. He spends all day looking for flowers and asking willows, and the places he often goes in and out are also disgusting, but why do you treat him? Tolerate again and again?"

"My son can't understand. My son is concerned about the government and my father in everything, but what I get in exchange is nothing but a sentence. My son can't understand, father."

After all, King Zhulu on the bed was trembling all over, as if trying to resist and move, but it was of no avail. His trembling body seemed to be expressing his anger and unwillingness.

"Father." Ye Jingchuan said, raised his hand to hold King Zhulu's hand, and said, "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to pass on the throne to the sons, the sons will immediately order people to retreat, and will never embarrass the emperors." Royal sister, how are you?"

King Zhulu gritted his teeth, staring at Ye Jingchuan more and more fiercely.Seeing this, Ye Jingchuan suddenly put away the hypocritical smile on his face, then got up, shook his sleeves heavily, and said, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't approve of me. Now, the entire imperial city is under my control." If you win, this son-in-law will soon become a person loved by thousands of people in this land!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a hasty knock on the door outside, and a guard said: "Your Highness, it's not good Your Highness, Fifth Highness has led troops in!"

Hearing this, Ye Jingchuan sneered, he turned his eyes to King Zhulu, and said, "Did you hear that, Father? Are you very touched that your stupid son came to save you? Don't worry, wait until Erchen captures him alive and give him back." Please keep me company."

After saying that, a trace of ruthlessness was dyed in his eyes, he turned around and picked up the Wenlong sword beside him and went out.

Here, Ye Zhixing and Shen Jing led a group of people and had already broken through the defense of the palace gate and went straight to the main hall and the imperial study room.

The ice blades fought, and the flames shot up into the sky, brightening the originally dark night.

Ye Jingchuan, holding a tattooed dragon sword and wearing a dragon robe, appeared in front of everyone. Standing on the high moon-watching platform, he looked down at the people who were about to kill him.

"Long time no see," Ye Jingchuan said with a cold expression, "Fifth Emperor brother, I miss you so much."

Hearing this, Ye Zhixing raised his blood-stained face, and his eyes could shoot fire.

He scolded angrily: "Ye Jingchuan! You are a wolf-hearted thing! He is our father and king, how can you do it!"

As soon as this remark came out, Ye Jingchuan frowned a little unwillingly, then raised his index finger to his lips, made a silent gesture, and said: "The matter is a foregone conclusion, the winner and the loser, in this one action gone."