Without Zhang Jing's support, he is still the useless prince who is waiting to die to find a way to save his life. How could he have the power he is now?

"I just came back today," Zhang Jing said lightly.

"Brother Zhang, when you were in danger, I was very worried, but I was not strong enough, so I could only pray for Brother Zhang here," Li Xian's face showed a hint of ashamed.

"Your Highness is worried about it."

"Now, Brother Zhang, you will return to Beijing with the power of heaven and man. The possibility of me ascending the throne is even greater," a hint of unconcealed joy flashed in Li Xian's eyes.

With Zhang Jing here, he is indeed at ease.

"Brother Zhang, after you leave, I will be with the help of Lord Han..." Li Xian began to tell what happened after Zhang Jing left, but he was blocked by Zhang Jing's hand as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I know all this. Zhang just came from Lord Han."

Li Xian smiled awkwardly and said:

"It's good if Brother Zhang knows."

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, after I ascend to the throne, I will definitely not forget your support," Li Xian said hurriedly.

Li Xian couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost Zhang Jing's support.

It is likely that it will be restored to its original form.

So in front of Zhang Jing, he never said the word "lonely" and always called himself "me."

"The throne... Your Highness is so happy too early," Zhang Jing shook his head.

"What does Brother Zhang mean? Am I the one who has the most hope of ascending the throne among the princes now?" Li Xian was a little puzzled.

"On the surface, Your Highness is indeed the most promising, but... Your Highness, you must know that the final decision is in Your Majesty's hands," Zhang Jing tapped the tabletop gently with his fingers.

"Zhang, Brother Zhang may as well say something," Li Xian heard something was wrong.

"When Zhang first came to Beijing, he went to the palace to pay homage to His Majesty. His Majesty told him about the new emperor. His Majesty has been eliminated."

Zhang Jing looked directly at Li Xian.

"What, this..." Li Xian's face was full of panic, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"For, why?"

"I don't know this. Judging from the meaning of His Majesty, the candidate for the new emperor should be between the third prince and the fourth prince."

Li Xian suddenly fell from heaven to hell, his lips trembling a little.

"It must be because of my origin. The old man never regarded me as his son," Li Xian suddenly shouted softly, his eyes full of hatred.

"Bang!"

After yelling, Li Xian did not sit firmly and fell to the ground, his eyes full of depressedness.

Zhang Jing looked directly at the panicked Li Xian, approached slightly, and said lightly:
Chapter completed!