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Chapter 1222 Borrowing a knife

Yuan Ziyan chuckled and said, "Sixth Prince, the throne is greedy, but not everyone can get involved. I hope to take care of it. There is only one chance!"

"Then thank him!" Song Yuhuai said coldly: "I am very grateful!"

His words were sarcastic and ridiculous.

Yuan Ziyan said: "If you want to thank Miss Song, thank you Miss Song. If it weren't for Miss Song's face, you will no longer be in this life, so say goodbye."

She completely left the palace and appeared in front of Li Chengkong the next moment, still calming her face.

"Master, Madam." She bowed to Li Chengkong and Dugu Shuming who were studying in the pavilion: "I scared the sixth prince."

"Yes." Li Chengkong's eyes were still on the book.

"You still have to ask Saint Ye to come over and take a look." Yuan Ziyan said: "This kind of wolf-hearted thing should be slaughtered."

Dugu Shuming was wearing a moon-white palace outfit and was sitting next to Li Chengkong to take the school’s homework.

Dugu Xian, who was as carved as jade, was writing with a frown.

He was already in a state of enlightenment after less than one year of age. He was taught by Dugugan and Yufei. Although he was just a joke, he was smart and as smart as a child who had been studying for two or three years.

Even the fat hand can write, but although it is ugly, it can always recognize it as a word.

When he heard Yuan Ziyan's words, he turned his head and looked over and asked excitedly: "Aunt Yuan, who did you kill?"

Yuan Ziyan was startled and said with a hurry: "Xian'er, I'm talking about it."

Dugu Shuming looked at her angrily.

Yuan Ziyan was spitting out her tongue. Who would have thought that the little prince could understand this? His intelligence was so scary.

"Who offended Aunt Yuan?" Dugu Xian glared at Yuan Ziyan with big eyes.

Li Chengkong coughed lightly.

Dugu Xian quickly turned around and continued to lower his head to write, as if he was not the one who spoke just now.

Li Chengkong put down the book and stepped out of the pavilion.

Yuan Ziyan smiled at Dugu Shuming, and followed him out of the pavilion and entered the main hall of the other courtyard.

"Master, just let that guy go?" Yuan Ziyan said in a resentful manner: "Feeling at his appearance, he has no intention of stopping. He hates us more and more. I am afraid he will continue to do it."

"You want to kill him?"

"Yes, kill him!"

"He is Yu Zheng's relative." Li Chengkong shook his head and said, "If he killed him, he might frame her. What should he do if she has a reputation?"

"Then poison it?" Yuan Ziyan said: "What if he lets him die suddenly?"

"Others are not fools."

"When the conflict between him and Miss Song was not made public, he would destroy him first. If the news of his right to Miss Song spreads, he would be unable to start."

"You..." Li Chengkong sat in the Grand Master's chair and looked at her helplessly: "What else do you have to do?"

"Do you want to say something to Miss Song?" Yuan Ziyan said softly: "I always feel that it is inappropriate not to say something to her."

Li Chengkong refused to comment.

Yuan Ziyan gracefully and nimblely fiddled with the tea stove and teapot, and quickly brewed a cup of tea and presented it with her hands: "What instructions do you have?"

"You have no other idea, except killing people?" Li Chengkong said: "When it comes to family affection, you cannot just talk about killing."

"If you don't kill..." Yuan Ziyan shook her head: "I can't think of a better way. If you finish it all, it's best to be clean and neat."

"If you want others to know, don't do it unless you do it yourself." Li Chengkong said: "You always know this."

"Then I won't hide it from Miss Song."

Li Chengkong snorted: "If she knew, how could she have no grudges? Do you want to harm me?"

"Master!" Yuan Ziyan said angrily: "It's so annoying to keep that guy, it's a disaster."

"You, you have not grown any more!" Li Chengkong sighed, "You can't think of a way to not dirty your hands and deal with him?"

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone?" Yuan Ziyan's eyes lit up.

Li Chengkong snorted, shook his head, and took a sip of tea.

Yuan Ziyan's bright eyes flashed like a shimmering wave.

She suddenly stroked her hands: "Yes!"

She smiled excitedly and said, "Master, is it looking for the Supreme Emperor, right?"

"I'm not stupid at all." Li Chengkong put down the tea.

Yuan Ziyan laughed excitedly and said, "Tell me, let me see how the Supreme Emperor deals with this guy."

Li Chengkong nodded.

"But if the tiger poison does not eat his son, Song Shihan will never kill him."

"There is a way not to kill."

"What if he pretended to be confused?" Yuan Ziyan said.

"The Supreme Emperor is a sensible person." Li Chengkong said: "A woman has already made him feel embarrassed. If there are brothers and sisters who are tragic, where is the face of the Dayun royal family?"

"Well, okay, I'll go find the Supreme Emperor."

"I'll go there in person."

"yes."

Three days later, Song Shihan invited several princes to the palace to reunite. When they were having dinner together, they suddenly attacked the sixth prince Song Yuhuai and acted violently and directly encircled the sect's mansion.

Even if Emperor Song Yuzheng pleaded with mercy in person, the Supreme Emperor Song Shihan did not let go and encircled Song Yuhuai in the Huai Mansion, and could not leave the palace.

The Zongren Mansion personally controls the entry and exit of the royal palace. People in the royal palace must hold the waist card issued by the Zongren Mansion. No entry and exit without the waist card.

Li Chengkong was very satisfied when he heard the news. Song Shihan finally did not make any confusion and directly blocked Song Yuhuai to save trouble.

Li Chengkong soon appeared in the back garden of Dayun Palace and met Song Yuzheng.

The palace maids in the back garden all retreated. There were only two people in the huge back garden, walking side by side to enjoy the flowers.

"The father has told me the reason."

Song Yuzheng is like a jade man under the moonlight and lights, with warm and shiny skin.

Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Are you still satisfied with my handling?"

"It should have been told to me in advance."

"What's the use of telling you? It's just a matter of increasing worries."

"Oh!" Song Yuzheng sighed softly: "My relationship with Brother Six is ​​still good, I didn't expect..."

Li Chengkong smiled: "The dragon throne can change too many things. I have been the throne for all generations, but are there few people fighting in the same family?"

Song Yuzheng showed a melancholy expression: "I didn't expect Brother Six to be such a person. He didn't usually see that he had ambition."

Li Chengkong said: "The emperor is destined to be alone, including the fourth prince and the eldest prince, so he must be careful."

Song Yuzheng frowned and said, "The fourth brother and the eldest brother will never do it."

Li Chengkong smiled.

"Do they have strange phenomena?" Song Yuzheng shook her head: "I don't believe they have strange intentions."

The eldest brother turned it down. The fourth brother is used to Xianyun Yehe, so he insisted on helping him tied it up.

"Human hearts are easy to change." Li Chengkong said: "It is impossible to be prepared without any precautions. I hope they have no disagreement."

Song Yuzheng's white jade is like a face that is as solid as water, and her eyebrows are frowning.

Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Are you not so fragile? The imperial edict forced the construction of canals, and the public's grievances became increasingly fierce."

Yuan Ziyan has been staring at the situation among Dayun and will report it to him if there is any movement.

Although Dayue's people complained, because Dugu Shuming had high prestige, he still obeyed orders even though he had complained.

But the people of Dayun are not like this.

They were more resistant, and there were secretly instigating officials and gentry, and there was a vague intention of resisting.

If this continues, there will be a big mess.

Song Yuzheng is not a person who is sad and sad about the autumn, but is just a temporary fragility, and he is still concerned about the world.

Sure enough, when he mentioned this, Song Yuzheng's bright eyes suddenly became cold and he snorted: "These guys are unscrupulous, I'm still too soft-hearted."
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