"I'm indeed here to join in the fun." Zi Mo curled his lips, "His Highness Jin is going to the front yard. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Jiuqing turned his head and looked at the sky outside. It was already evening and there was still one hour before dinner time.

Nodded, Jiuqing stood up and said, "Go and have a look. Ye Heng's affairs are related to me after all, and if I don't show up, it seems a bit unreasonable."

Leaving Jingxin Garden, Jiuqing took Zi Mo to the front yard of the royal palace, and people came and went quietly, no one made any sound, but the more this happened, the more clearly he could feel the tense and tense aura flowing into the air.

Walking through the middle hall, step down the stone steps and walk up the winding corridor. The fish in the lake under the corridor are fighting for food and playing. The surrounding scenery is picturesque and lush, which can make people feel better unconsciously.

But Jiu Qing knew very well that this beauty was just an illusion for many people.

Walking through the corner of the corridor, Jiuqing heard a sarcasm with a gun and a stick coming from afar, "Your Highness Jin, don't think that relying on the emperor's favor can be lawless. To put it bluntly, the King Jin's mansion is just an empty stance. Besides, the emperor now doesn't know the personnel and affairs, so who can protect you?"

This is the voice of a middle-aged man, belonging to those who practice martial arts.

Jiuqing paused slightly under his feet and tilted his head and said, "Who is this person?"

"He is the queen mother's nephew, the cousin of Concubine Jin, and the commander of the Imperial Guards Qin Rang." Zi Mo curled his lips and said with contempt, "It's just a dog who relies on the power of others."

Jiuqing raised the corner of his lower lip almost unpredictably and walked again.

Relying on the emperor's favor?

What Ye Jin hates most in his life is the so-called emperor favor. This person has blind eyes and is probably not born with brains.

"Xingyi."

Ye Jin's voice was very faint, so faint that it could not be a trace of fireworks. It seemed that he was not affected by the ridicule of this person at all. However, Jiuqing easily heard the strong and murderous aura implicated in these two simple words.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a strong figure fell out of the main hall with a huge impact force, and hit the hard corridor outside the hall heavily. After rebounding, it fell to the ground.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted far away.

When Jiuqing saw this scene, he paused subconsciously. Seeing the man curled up in pain, he knew very well that this man's martial arts had been useless.

"Jin'er!" King Rui's voice sank, "He is the commander of the Imperial Guards, the nephew of the Queen Mother--"

"The Queen Mother's nephew?" Ye Jin held the teacup and took a casual sip, his tone was full of sarcasm, "I only saw a dog below who was barking in front of my door without knowing how to do anything."

Ye Hao choked suddenly.

He dared to compare Qin Rang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, to a dog. The whole country in Xiling was the only one who had the courage.

Jiuqing naturally heard Ye Jin's words, raised his lips almost unobstructedly, his eyes passed by Qin Rang, and he stepped onto the stone steps in front of the hall.

The calm and introverted eldest prince Ye Hao, the cold and taciturn second prince Ye Ling, the son of the queen, Ye Chen, the fifth-ranked Ye Chen, and the eighth prince Ye Li.

There is also a ninth prince Ye Jin.

The five kings gathered together.

Only Ye Jin sat upright on the main seat, and the others stood in the hall, looking at Ye Jin with a heavy look, with different expressions in their eyes.

"Brother Jin." Ye Ling said in a deep voice, "Can you let your sixth brother go first?"
Chapter completed!