Capital, royal court.

A man with gray hair but still burly figure sat casually on the throne covered with big insect skins. Below were his ministers and sons. At this moment, they were quarreling about the same thing. He was drinking fine wine and holding the hottest Manu in his arms with his other hand, half-squinting his pair of eyes that were still there, and examining all the faces below.

Su Shiyilu was in a high position and was standing in the front position, but his face turned pale and his fists were clenched.

Other ministers and nobles wished they could roll up their sleeves or pick up big swords to fight with others, and the whole royal court was in chaos.

"Puchi--"

Look at the lively Wang Shushe sneered.

The voice was not loud, but it was enough to attract the ministers who focused their attention on him, and everyone apologized in fear and fear.

Wang said, "Why don't you make a noise?"

Everyone dared not say anything.

Although the king above his head has entered his twilight years, his strong and powerful body has been no longer as majestic as before under the influence of wine and beauty for several years, and his temperament has gradually deviated from his original intention, his remaining power is still there. Before he completely fell down, no one dared to provoke authority.

A simple sentence makes everyone silent.

Wang asked: "Is there a quarrel that will lead to an outcome?"

No one dared to be this bird.

The king's eyes swept across the eleven sons one by one.

They are all his adult sons.

Each has its own temperament and ambitions.

As for the twelve princes of the queen, they were still traveling outside. Su Shiyilu said that they might have been plotted by the fifth and seventh brothers, and even the third brothers were left alone, which led to their whereabouts. However, the king did not show the intention of punishing the three sons.

This is also one of the reasons why the other side is so beautiful.

Wang Yi raised his neck and drank the wine in his glass: "Which warrior is willing to go out with the orphans to level the Yonggu Pass?"

Eleven sons scrambled to show off.

I was afraid that I would be one step slower than any brother.

But Su Shiyilu, who controlled some of the military power, still spoke, and was obviously still angry and refused to do anything.

"Aru thinks which one of my sons is suitable?"

Su Shiyilu said: "Of course they are the twelve princes."

Not concealing his bad face at all.

Wang sighed and said, "But Twelve is still traveling outside..."

Su Shiyilu stared at the tiger's eyes.

I was snarling with words in my heart.

The king clearly knew that the possible situation of the Twelve Princes was the secret of the other princes, but this time he seemed like he was fine? This time he sent troops to Yonggu Pass, which was completely prepared. In addition, the eyeliner they spent a lot of money and energy to install also sent back news, saying that the border barrier was in the weakest state in decades, and that the troops would be able to be flattened at this moment!

How many men in the ten thousand men are waiting for?

Once successful, it will be a great contribution.

Wenxing is the next crown prince.

But, where are the twelve princes?

Su Shiyilu didn't want to make wedding dresses for these lowly and wild breeds, let alone these lowly and wanted to kill him...

"…Isn't Twelve so hard to get back?"

Su Shiyilu was terrified of her neck.

"Then please send someone to recall him."

The king frowned, and even the beauties exuding youthful atmosphere in his arms were not interested. He raised his hand to push her away, and asked slightly angryly: "Su Shiyilu, do you still look like a minister?" The aura full of murderous intent pressed towards the latter.

Su Shiyilu did not mobilize his breath to fight.

He just endured it and answered stubbornly: "I am naturally your minister of the king, and I also regard the plan of the Ten-Miao as a lifelong pursuit, but the brothers' battles are everywhere, and the destruction caused by internal struggles for the throne are everywhere. The twelve are your most noble descendants!"

The king had a calm face.

To be honest, he didn't care much about the life and death of this young son, and he didn't value the female bloodline.

Whether it is the son of the queen, the son of Manu, or even the son of a dancer, a singer, or a prostitute... it doesn't matter to him, because what determines the nobleness of the child is his bloodline. He is noble, and his children are noble!

For the Queen, this was her only son, but for him, he had eleven sons who had grown up and were very capable, and after the Twelve Princes, there were about twenty young sons, and even forty or fifty daughters.

These are all alive.

Dozens of others died due to various reasons.

These children do not have the saying "noblest".

His position and foundation will give him whoever he wants.

Su Shiyilu repeatedly ignorant...

"Please recall the twelve princes."

The king took a deep breath: "Okay."

Let’s bear it for now!

The most elite military power of the Ten Wu was in the hands of Su Shiyilu. No matter how unhappy the king was, he couldn't completely annoy him: "But this matter should be as soon as possible, and it will be a seven-day deadline. If the Twelve of Laozi has not come back yet... Humph, if the fighter plane is delayed, he will be a sinner."

Su Shiyilu breathed a sigh of relief.

It was the other princes' turn to look gloomy.

Taozi, who was about to be obtained, was stopped and did not scold Su Shiyilu's old man who was already well-cultivated...

However, seven days are seven days.

After the dynasty dispersed, the prestigious third prince stepped forward and said sarcastically: "The big plan that has been around for more than ten years cannot be delayed. However, it is common for adult travel to many accidents, so it is common for me to not be able to contact my twelfth brother for a while."

Su Shiyilu was disdainful and didn't even give him a direct eye.

He said contemptuously: "Your Highness will not bother you. Speaking of delays, how can you compare to brothers' disagreement? Today you destroy my tribe, and tomorrow I will slaughter your tribe. Although there are many fans of Your Highness, you can't stand the losses one after another, right?"

This is Minghuanghuang said that the recent tribes were slaughtered one after another, which was an internal struggle between several princes. Among them, the third prince was the most severely damaged. Two of them were destroyed, and they were both relatively large and had been recruited for a lot of effort.

Su Shiyilu mocked: "If you have the time to covet something that does not belong to you, it is better to clamp your tail and manage the three melons and two dates well to protect your wealth. When the new king ascends the throne, he will take the mother who has served the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren to Rongyang."

Most of the women of the king's status are not high, and a considerable number of them were stolen by him invading other tribes, including the third prince's biological mother. His status is higher than that of Manu and female slaves, but in essence it is still a "trophy".

The third prince was ridiculed and his eyes burst into murderous intent.

Su Shiyilu snorted coldly.

Be confident and fearless.

The movement here was also seen by other princes. Just talking about "bloodline", they were all in the range of Su Shiyilu map cannons. The third brother was ridiculed and their faces were lost, so one of them sneered: "Then I look forward to the twelfth brother coming back alive."

Su Shiyilu suddenly glared at him.

"How long can a tiger with teeth be arrogant?" The person who was stared at was not afraid, "If the twelfth brother has a bad fortune, then it must be that you, the uncle, have created too many karma. Third brother, let's go and save a drink and have fun."

The third prince's face rejuvenated.

"walk."

The other princes looked different.

The few present all attacked the twelfth brother and knew the situation of the latter. There was no way, it was not that they were cruel, but that they wanted to save their lives and had ambitions.

With Su Shiyilu's attitude towards them, once the twelfth brother comes to power, they will count on one of them - no one can live!

Several princes had a private banquet.

One person asked: "Has Twelve's body been found yet?"

"It's probably because I escaped with a secret technique, but we have already sent someone on the way we must pass. If he dares to show up, he will die!"

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φ(゜▽゜*)?

I didn't say what I said yesterday.

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I am not going to take care of the children, so I will definitely ask my mother to take care of the children or find a nanny to help me out.

Novels cannot be divided into high and medium, because there are restrictions on contracts.

Even if you open the double, it won’t be the present. Now I will make an outline and refine the plot. After unloading the goods, I will look at the status. If the status allows, I may consider double-opening. If it is not allowed, I will still be more complete.

The new book may be pushed until next year.

PS: Both new books are actually the same name. I seem to prefer "I'm determined to be the emperor" when reading book reviews. Well, I actually like it very much, hehe.

The new book is not considered a female honorable type, but prefers a similar background in "The Empress" or "The Retreat Me". After two or three generations, the sisters flirt with each other. The heroine is the only daughter of the previous emperor who was wandering among the people (this generation of emperor usurped the throne). Without knowing her identity, she is surrounded by her. She is surrounded by her. While she is wearing a fancy way, she cultivates the heroine while urging the heroine to rise to power (everyone, including the emperor, knows the heroine's identity, but no one can tell. She also has to pinch her nose and wipe the butt of the heroine who causes trouble everywhere and clean up the mess.)
Chapter completed!