Fate’s Little Feral Consort

"Du Jiang was killed in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. I thought it was killed by the Jiang family. Now it seems that it was probably killed by someone."

"Then what do you do now? It's not that you can't find the person who actually poisoned you. I think the prince must not be the one who poisoned you. The prince just killed your fiancée and sent someone to assassinate you. In this way, It makes sense, if the prince poisoned you, what you will do later is simply unnecessary."

"Yes."

Xiao Jiuyuan stared at the night sky with great anger, then took a deep breath, and slowly said in a deep voice, "When the prince comes to kill the emperor, I will go into the emperor’s palace and take the opportunity to ask him if he did the poisoning. ..."

"it is good."

As soon as Yun Qianyu finished responding, Xiao Jiuyuan hissed suddenly, "Someone is coming."

The two quickly turned around to look outside the palace where the emperor lived, and saw someone leading several dark shadows quickly floating towards the palace of the emperor.

The person in the head was taken by others, and it was clear that he was inconvenient to move.

Not surprisingly, this man was the prince.

The prince led the people all the way into the emperor's palace and went straight to the old emperor's palace.

At this time, the old emperor was resting. After hearing the movement outside the palace door, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, and saw the prince and a team of men rushing in aggressively.

In fact, because the prince was furiously beaten by Yun Qianyu before, he couldn't walk alone and was framed by one of his men.

However, because of his ferocious eyes and the slight red blood in his eyes, he looked aggressive.

As soon as he entered, he quickly drew a sword from the hand of his side, and rushed to the front of the emperor, and then pointed the long sword condescendingly at the old emperor.

"Father, don't blame me."

The emperor's face was indescribable black, and he stared at the prince fiercely.

"Niezi, what do you want to do?"

When the emperor got angry, the prince was a little frightened, and his sword hand shook.

To be honest, he lived under the old emperor's **** for a long time, and was suppressed by him from body to heart, so when the old emperor got angry, the prince became frightened.

But soon the prince thought of his days when he was not a man or a ghost, and he became angry again, and shouted straight at the emperor.

"Father, my son doesn't want to hurt you. You give your son the will of the throne immediately. As long as you give up the throne, you will be the emperor, and the son will not embarrass you."

The prince really thought so, as long as the old emperor made him emperor, he would not kill his own father.

It's a pity that the emperor's face was indescribably ugly, and there was no affection in his eyes, and some were just harsh cold light.

"Niezi, do you think you can sit on the emperor's seat with your ability? You are a trash, and you still expect to be the emperor."

It's okay for the old emperor not to scold him. When he scolded, the prince was enraged and pointed at the old emperor with red eyes.

"Ah, ah, you said that to me. For so many years, I have carefully listened to you and helped you do things, and you even said that to me."

The prince said the sword and pointed it to the old emperor's neck.

At this moment, the old emperor rolled into the big bed, and then shouted into the dark: "Come on, take down the prince."

In the palace, several subordinates flashed up and went straight to the prince.

The prince backed away, and the sword pointed at the old emperor angrily, and shouted: "Since you are so cold-blooded, don't blame me for turning around, come here, kill the old emperor, and wait for the palace to take the throne. There are rewards."

Outside the palace, there was a scream of killing in an instant, and several figures came straight to the palace. Those underlings were the guards who had been arranged by the Jiang family in advance in the emperor's palace, and many of them were spiritual masters.