Kill his princes, and then make this throne himself.

"Hey......" Emperor Dezheng sighed. I regret it in my heart.

When there is no continuation, it will be disturbed. Back then, when he found out that Murong Qingyu was wrong, he should have taken advantage of his fledgling to strike first.

Now, he has Murong Yan's powerful helper, even if he regrets it, it will be too late to regret it.

On the first day of the tournament, there were a total of 15 matches, with South Vietnam making five appearances and winning four, and one was between South Vietnam and Northern Wei, perhaps because the two countries had already agreed on a tie.

South Vietnam, which was the most unoptimistic in previous years, has become the biggest dark horse of the Six Nations Chamber of Commerce under the support of the seemingly weak daughters of the Generalissimo's Palace.

The Gathering of Storms ********************

In the Fengyi Palace of the Nanyue Imperial Palace, Empress Xia Muwan was lying on the chaise longue with a deep face, unable to see what was planned in her deep eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sound under the phoenix bed, and the familiar sound of the code made Xia Muwan's indifferent affection vibrate, and then, a smile appeared on her face that did not belong to a high-ranking woman like her.

After repelling all the palace maids in the dormitory, he ordered the master to protect the entire dormitory, and then ran to the phoenix bed and turned on the switch in the dark room.

"Qingyu!"

Murong Qingyu had just jumped out of the dark room, and Xia Muwan threw herself into Murong Qingyu's arms like a rabbit.

Holding Wen Xiangnuan Yu tightly in his arms, he used to love her so much, but when did his feelings for her become so indifferent?

This woman, who had almost run to the palace to cut off the emperor's head for her, was holding her at the moment, and he didn't even think about it at all.

"Qingyu, I miss you so much! It's been so long since the secret passage was opened, and this is the first time you've come to me. Do you know how lonely I am in this deep palace? ”

"Wan'er, I've wronged you." Murong Qingyu said from the bottom of his heart. This woman, even if he no longer loves her, her dedication to the Murong family cannot be erased. This woman deserves his gentle words.

Xia Muwan shook her head: "Don't be wronged." As long as I can let Qianye Ying die, as long as I can take away his country, let you and Qianyun ascend to the throne, and reunite our family, I will not be wronged. ”

"Wan'er, I'm here today because I have something important to discuss with you."

Although he knew that Murong Qingyu couldn't come to her just to see her, she had just leaned on his arms, and he was about to tell her about business, which made Xia Muwan feel a little bitter in her heart.

"Okay, you can say it." Although she was unhappy in her heart, she couldn't lose her temper with Murong Qingyu.

"Have you had any private contact with the crown prince recently? Why do I always feel that the emperor seems to be different from the crown prince now? And the momentum exuded by the crown prince today does not look like a weak person. I always felt like something was wrong. ”

Thinking of the fierce royal momentum of Qianye Ming in the stands today, Murong Qingyu couldn't help frowning.

"Don't you know if they've been touched?" Xia Muwan asked suspiciously.

Murong Qingyu shook his head: "The person I sent to monitor should have died under the shadow of the shadow, the shadow beside him is very strong in martial arts, and I have already lost several of my right-hand men in a row."

On the prince's side, you reassured me again, saying that he couldn't make a big mess.

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(Updated on December 1st)

It's a new month again, and I'm starting to ask for [monthly passes] and [recommended tickets] again, please brothers and sisters!