Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

Every street is quiet, in front of the Prince's Mansion, the guards are armed and enlisted, and are listed outside.

"You guys give me a little more energy, and the prince ordered that for a while, no matter what happens in the house, no outsiders can enter."

"promise!"

Wei Shu's commander just gave an order, and Han Fei was seen walking over.

"Nine Young Master!"

Han Fei just explained his intentions, and then went to the Prince's Mansion.

"I want to see the prince."

The commander of Wei is very strange, these nine sons usually don't have much contact with Prince Han, so why do they want to see Prince Han at this time?

"Nine sons."

The leader of Wei stopped him and stood in front of Han Fei.

"Nine sons, your Royal Highness has ordered that no guests today."

"Brother Wang entertained Jun Hanyang today. Although I am not among the guests, why don't you want to go to Brother Wang for a drink?"

The leader of Wei bowed his head and arched his hands.

"Jiu Gongzi, this is an order from His Royal Highness, please don't embarrass me."

Han Fei placed his hand on the hand of the leader Wei and said in a low voice.

"Let me in, Han Yangjun may be against His Royal Highness."

Han Fei thought he said that, the leader of the guard would at least hesitate, who knew he raised his head with a thought-provoking smile on his face.

"The Nine Young Masters have been worrying too much, who might be disadvantaged tonight!"

Han Fei was taken aback and took his hand back. The street was silent and he fell into contemplation.

The current situation exceeded Han Fei's expectation. The commander of this Wei is the confidant of Prince Han, and it is absolutely impossible to be bought by Zhao Shuang.

In other words, the abnormality in front of him was indeed caused by Prince Han's intention.

But why did he want his guard to encircle the mansion without letting outsiders enter?

...

"Han Fei?"

Above the tall building, Ji Wuye recognized the young man looking at the scene in front of the Prince's Mansion.

"Why is he here to join in the fun?"

Zhao Gao stood behind Ji Wuye, glanced lightly at Han Fei, and left soon.

"General, don't your soldiers do anything?"

"Don't worry, I want to look at the net, what else can I get?"

Ji Wuye turned around and looked at Zhao Gao.

"You just said it, but is it true?"

"There is no falsehood!"

"Well, you're not a white man, you don't tell me such important information."

Ji Wuye's hand hammered on the railing severely. At this moment, he had a feeling of being deeply betrayed.

"Zhao Shuang! What a Zhao Shuang!"

Zhao Gao looked at Ji Wuye who was in a state of anger, and the person in front of him was like a beast with teeth and claws.

"General!"

"Secretly mobilize soldiers and horses to surround the streets around the Prince's Mansion. Once there is an abnormality in the Prince's Mansion, immediately seal all streets and no one can enter."

"promise!"

"For the hatred of the past and the hatred of today, I will make a break!"

.......

Han Yu Mansion.

"Foster father, Ji Wuye has done it."

Han Qiancheng came to the quiet room. Han Yu, who had been sitting in the center with his eyes closed, heard the news and spoke slowly.

"The movement is getting bigger and bigger."

"Foster father, Ji Wuye has far more soldiers and horses than us. Once he blockades the street, our troops will break through, I am afraid we will suffer."

The city defense soldiers in Ji Wuye's hands naturally had the duty of guarding public order. Using this as an excuse was very unfavorable for them.

"There is another news that the Nine Young Master is also in front of the Prince's Mansion. He wants to go in, but the Prince's Wei is led by the commander to block him outside."

"Nine brother!"

Han Yu opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Send troops immediately and rush in before Ji Wuye's soldiers and horses block the streets near the Prince's Mansion."

"But in this way, we will fall into a very disadvantaged position."

After all, what does it mean to bring hundreds of soldiers and horses toward the Prince's Mansion for no reason?

Han Yu smiled and looked at Han Qiancheng.

"Twenty guards are enough, and the rest will continue to wait. The Ninth Brother has already taken action, so no amount of soldiers and horses will help."

"promise!"

.....

In the prince's mansion, Yinggeyan dances, full of lavish joy, in the palace, you can't feel the solemn atmosphere hundreds of steps away.

Prince Han drank the wine, already forgotten, surrounded by two beautiful concubines, it was a pleasure.

"Han Yang Jun drinks alone, isn't he lonely?"

Prince Han was slightly drunk, talking.

"The beautiful scenery on a good day, but without a beautiful woman, is not as good as the Prince's Royal Highness."

Zhao Shuang also seemed to have a bit of drunkenness on his face as he spoke.

"Hanyang Jun is my distinguished guest, how can you go without a beautiful person, go, go!"

Prince Han coaxed the two concubines around him out.

"Go and accompany Hanyang Jun."

"His Royal Highness, how can this be?"

"It's okay, but only one or two concubines, what a pity?"

"Then Benjun would like to thank His Royal Highness."

With Wenxiang Nephrite in his arms, Zhao Shuang smiled cheerfully while feeling the temperature of the two beauties.

Prince Han looked at Zhao Shuang, who was obsessed with the two beauties, and winked at the maid not far away.

The wine jug was empty, and the maid took the wine bottle and came to Zhao Shuang's table, preparing to pour him wine.

Zhao Shuang, who was holding a beautiful woman in one hand, his smiley face suddenly became serious, looking at the maid in front of him.

"Ben Jun advises you, don't pour down this glass of wine."

In an instant, the maid's complexion changed, her hands stretched out, her nails stained with blood suddenly grew longer, became extremely hard, and pierced Zhao Shuang.

With a bang, there was a big hole in the roof mountain.

The woman's outstretched claws were cut off by a black long sword, and then her throat was sealed by the white long sword.

The dripping blood frightened the two beauties in Zhao Shuang's arms. They shrank back, broke away from Zhao Shuang's embrace, and ran back.

"Well, you Hanyang army, the prince kindly entertained me, but you made this murderer kill the maid in my house. Come..."

"His Royal Highness, how do you know this person is my subordinate, not a murderer who came to assassinate?"

Zhao Shuang held up his wine glass and looked at Prince Han with a smile. The other party was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to pick it up.

"Zhao Shuang, Xuan Jian, today is your death date!"

In the hall, the candlelight dimmed, and assassins in the net gushed out from all directions, surrounding the place where Zhao Shuang was.

Ten snare assassins wearing red Shura masks are scattered around, and the rest are scattered in the main hall.

The lights went out and the hall became gloomy.Prince Han stood up, feeling a bit proud.

"Jun Hanyang ordered the murderer to assassinate the prince, and immediately arrest him, regardless of life or death."

"His Royal Highness, no!"

The official of the Prince's Mansion wanted to dissuade him, but was killed by an assassin wearing a red Shura mask next to Prince Han.

"The people who attended the banquet this time were all killed by Zhao Shuang. The prince was blessed by God and survived. Kill!"

"His Royal Highness, really cold-blooded and ruthless!"

The full hall was full of wailing.

Zhao Shuang smiled and raised his head. Although he was in a dangerous situation, he didn't care.