The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Uncle, all of us have seen that the puppets have been surpassed in their past lives. Don't pretend to be crazy and sell silly, even if you pretend to be crazy and sell silly, that puppet will never come back." Xiao Bei said lightly.

Xiao Qian heard a gloomy face, her fierce eyes were like swords, and shot at Murong Xue fiercely. It was she who surpassed his puppet.

"Murongxue!" Xiao Qian snorted angrily, and his tall body rushed towards Murongxue with a gesture of ruining everything, and had reached her in the blink of an eye.

Murongxue raised his eyebrows, stood still and did not move, several strong winds flew over, hit Xiao Qian hard, hit him six or seven meters away, hit the stone wall, and rebounded back, heavy Dropped to the ground, with a "poo" sound, spit out a blood, the bones of the whole body fell apart, the pain was unbearable ...

Xiao Qian frowned tightly, exhausted all his strength, and was about to get up, a long sword straight across his neck, Xiao Bei's cold voice came from above: "Uncle, you lost!"

The thin blade was close to his neck, and the coldness infiltrated into his skin. Xiao Qian didn't doubt it at all. If he dared to act lightly, Xiao Bei would immediately kill him.

Xiao Qian looked pale and looked up at Xiao Bei little by little. There was no panic or confusion in his eyes. Instead, there was a deep cold and provocation: "I don't know how the Sixth Prince is going to deal with this king?"

"The uncle privately changed the edict, condoned his child's life, and puppeteer more, wanted to seek usurpation, and the crime was unforgivable. According to the law of Nanzhao, we will make a decisive decision! After Xiao Qian's death penalty, no one who survived his Nine Clan was spared!

Xiao Qian stared at Xiao Bei fiercely: "Ben Wang is an uncle connected to your bloodline, you really want to cut this king, even the Nine Clan, even the uncle of nephews do not even think about it?"

"Did the uncle refine puppets and kill us, did he ever think of his uncle and nephew?" Xiao Bei looked at Xiao Qian coldly. He did evil first and wanted to kill them. Why did he want to kill him? polite?

"Xiao's Jiangshan has a copy of the original king. Why is this king a few years back?" Xiao Qian screamed loudly. Although Nanzhao is powerful, there are many foreign problems. In order to calm the border, the palace also has A lot of effort was put out, otherwise, the emperor could sit steadily on the dragon chair.

"The royal ancestors have a cloud, and those who enter the shrine and the earth palace will no longer have the right to inherit the throne. When the uncle chooses to be the master of the earth palace, it is already destined that you and your descendants will never miss the throne ..." Xiao Bei You have a glorious look: How can you become an emperor after you have lost your inheritance?Even if they are really talented and have made great achievements, they will only add officials to the princes and discuss merits and rewards, but they can no longer sit on the dragon chair.

Ha ha!

Xiao Qian smiled lowly, yes, he entered the underground palace and could not be the emperor anymore, but the dragon chair above the tens of thousands of people, he really wanted to sit down and enjoy the worship of the hundred officials, which the people respected taste.

But he failed, by one stroke, to his nephew who had been suppressing. The plan that had been carefully arranged for many years was ruined. Once he was unwilling, he was unwilling!

After the cold wind blew through, the thick bloody smell lingered on the tip of the nose, and the two soldiers stepped forward, set up Xiao Qian, dragged him, and hurried out.

Xiao Qian looked at Xiao Bei, Xiao Xi, and the hysterical roar: "Xiao Bei, Xiao Xi, you won the king, don't be proud, this king took a step first, occupied a place for you in the Hall of Kings, waiting for you Come……"

Xiao Qian's clothes were damaged, his hair was messy, and he laughed like a lunatic, and was pulled down by the soldiers.

Xiao Bei looked at the young general who was not far away, and said: "The subpoena goes on, clears the remains of the palace, rectifies the Imperial City Guard, the Imperial Forest, and those who are willing to return, but they can do their own duties, stubborn resistance, Make a decisive decision. "

"Yes!" The young general led the order.

Murongxue looked at Xiao Bei's cold eyebrows and sighed in his heart. He was worthy of being the heir personally taught by Emperor Nanzhao. He had the power of an emperor at a young age.

The guards and magicians of the underground palace are all Xiao Qian's people, and few people will turn to Xiao Bei. Therefore, he made a decisive decision on the guards of the underground palace.

The Imperial City Guard Army and the Imperial Forest Army all support the Emperor, who is the Emperor, who listens to them, and the former Emperor Xiao Dong is dead, the Imperial City Guard Army and the Imperial Forest Army are the heads of the dragons, when the hearts of the people are the most chaotic, Xiao Bei went to conquer them at this time, absolutely more with half the effort ...

The warm light suddenly shone on him, and Murong Xue looked up and saw a hard hole in the top of the hard room.

The dark clouds rolled, the dark weather of purple electricity tumbling, I do n’t know when it cleared up, the golden sun hung in the sky, the pale golden sunlight spilled into every dark corner, the gentle breeze was blowing, and the warm sunlight was just like The coming of a new era ...

The master of the underground palace, Xiao Qianmou, failed to usurp the throne and was sentenced to a decisive decision. On the day of the execution, tens of thousands of people were alleyed and the inner and outer floors of the execution ground were surrounded by three layers.

All the guards who participated in the rebellion, their families were also cut, their fame, and the dungeon that everyone feared, disappeared in the capital of Nanzhao in a blink of an eye.

Chaotang was also cleansed, and all the forces that Xiao Qianan placed in the middle of the DPRK were pulled out, chopped, exiled in exile, the fast-moving wrist, the shocking ministers were sincere and fearful, and they dared not have eccentricity and actively prepare. The new emperor's enthronement ceremony.

The second prince of Nanzhao, the fifth prince is dead, the third prince is a great sacrifice to the shrine, and the throne naturally falls on the sixth prince Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei ascended the throne. The majestic and complicated enthronement ceremony continued from morning to noon. After the congratulations from the emissaries of various countries, the royal palace held a banquet.

Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue and others simply drank a few glasses of wine, quietly left the palace, and got on the carriage back to Qingyan.

Under the golden sunlight, the red sandalwood horse-drawn carriage moved forward on the wide official road without any hassle.

Murong Ye rode a maroon-colored fast horse, followed by the carriage, and walked slowly, that step three times, looking forward with expectation, hesitant, the guards looked at each other: What's wrong, Lord Hou? ?

Murongxue couldn't bear it, and picked the car curtain to look at him and said, "What do you see?"

"We are all gone, why doesn't she come to send? Anyway, she is also a friend who fought side by side." Murong Ye whispered softly, full of sorrow.

He didn't say the name of the man, but Murong Xue guessed who he was talking about: "Xiao Bei ascended the throne. As a sage girl in the shrine, Magic Moon wants to bless him in the palace and can't find time to send you."