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Chapter 91 Cold-blooded tyrant (2)(1/2)

"If nothing happens, I will not be with you."

Noting that the guards in the dark were ready to move, Bai Cha shook the branches in his hand lightly and seriously.

The branches cut through the air and made a dull whimper.

The guard who was about to take action suddenly froze.

The eldest daughter of the Bai family dared to fight the prince. If she really wanted to start, they had to take into account Bai Cha's identity and could not get any benefits under her.

Especially the two waves she waved casually just now, it seemed careless.

But they could all see that Miss Bai had something on her body.

So no one was so stupid that he rushed up rashly.

Baicha glanced in the yard with contempt. What kind of master is the servant who raises, a group of cowards:

"Your Highness, if you really love your girl Yingying, please find an imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital and have a good look..."

Before he finished speaking, a guard who rushed from the front door interrupted Bai Cha's words, and he gasped and shouted, "Your Highness, Your Highness."

"The emperor is here and is coming to the front hall. You are ready to pick you up!"

Baicha frowned with a delicate brow.

How could the emperor come?

She glanced at Jiang Ye's face that was swollen by herself.

Silence for two seconds.

Let's go.

It should be too late to get out of here now.

Without waiting for the action, a man eight feet tall and majestic figure walked towards this side.

His steps were like the wind, and his body was covered with a sharp chill.

The purple imperial ward had a strong purple body that neutralized the murderous aura on his body, but pushed the man to the even more unattainable Han Dian.

This is Jiang Yanxing.

A cold-blooded and ruthless emperor.

He has killed more people in his life than the butcher has killed more pigs.

Although this metaphor is not good enough, it is the truth.

At the age of thirteen, Jiang Yanxing was thrown to the border. He fought bloody battles and survived from death, which created a generation of killing gods.

Taking over this fragmented country from the weak emperor's hands was the one he used iron-like means to scrape his bones and heal his wounds, creating the prosperous Jiang Kingdom today.

Without him, the Jiang Kingdom would have been divided by the surrounding powers, and the people of the Jiang Kingdom would not have been able to sing and dance to achieve peace.

But no one takes this achievement seriously.

In the impression of the people, Jiang Yanxing is a reckless man who only knows how to kill enemies and is covered in blood. He is not worthy of their noble throne!

In the eyes of the ministers, Jiang Yanxing is a tyrant who is unruly, so he should abdicate and give way to the wise!

He was obviously a hero, but in the end he died at the hands of his people and ministers.

Bai Cha looked at this graceful emperor in a complicated manner.

[Host, the momentum of this rescue target is so terrifying.]

That's right, Jiang Yanxing is the target of rescue this time.

Because it was hindered from the pace of traveling through the unification of the world, it was natural that he became the first cannon fodder.

Bai Cha couldn't help but whisper: "How can a ghost who crawled out of the pile of dead people not be terrifying?"

Throw the small system that is shaken into a sieve back to the system space.

Looking at the man getting closer.

The prince had already knelt on the ground first: "Kow to Your Majesty."

White tea is resistant to bowing to others.

But in the end it was in ancient times. Now if she doesn’t kneel, she might move her head in the next second.

However, just as I bent my knees and before I could take the next move, a cold hand suddenly grabbed her chin and stopped her movements.

Facing the man who was as angry as a tiger, Bai Cha had no fear in his eyes.

"White Tea?" The man's low voice was filled with a hint of playfulness.

The moment he met those eyes, he inexplicably restrained his aura.

The tiger sniffs the rose, but that's it.

Baicha didn't understand what a man meant. Due to his identity, he did not do anything out of order: "It's the daughter of the minister."

His narrow eyes stared at Bai Cha's face greedily, and his fingers gently brushed across Bai Cha's cheek: "Who did it?"

Bai Cha tilted his head and blinked, and she turned her head to look at the prince.

His eyes were full of jokes.

Jiang Ye was already scared and sweating all over his body. He was afraid of this emperor's uncle.

He tried his best to wink Bai Cha and signaled her to shut up.

Bai Cha curled his lips and showed a bad smile: "It's His Royal Highness."

The man let go of Baicha's hand, but he didn't even look at Jiang Ye who was kneeling on the ground:

"The prince's virtue is wrong, he is sentenced to three months of punishment and is suspended for half a month to reflect on his face."

"As for you, go with the orphan."

After saying that, the man turned around and left with great strides.

Baicha blinked, but still didn't figure out what was going on.

Sitting in the carriage heading to the palace, Bai Cha felt full of doubts.

Why do men appear in the Prince's Mansion?

After one operation, where do you have to take yourself?

The dim palace lanterns illuminated the spacious carriage. The man was holding a book in his hand, and he turned to look at the white tea.

Different, except for these eyes and this face, it is completely different.

He closed his eyes and squeezed the book in his hand tightly: "Can you study?"

White Tea: "I went to school for a few days."

"Read it." He threw the book in his hand on the white tea's legs and said casually.

When I leaned back, my narrow phoenix eyes closed, regardless of whether Baicha would like to do so or not.

Bai Cha picked up the book on his body and took a look.

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms" author Jiang Ye.

The corners of her mouth twitched.

Is this silent book a traditional skill when traveling to ancient times?

Just if you just write silently, it will be too much if you change the signature!

But this is not what she should think of at the moment.

I don’t know where the man reads, so she starts from this chapter: “But he said Dong Cheng…”

"Stop." The man's voice interrupted the white tea.

Bai Cha looked up, but the man didn't even open his eyes. He stroked his fingers: "The sound is softer."

White tea:?

There is no way, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Clearing her throat, she softened her voice: "But she said Dong Cheng..."

"Softrending." The man's voice became colder.

White tea took a deep breath.

It doesn’t matter, she has seen the unreasonable party for too many times, and this one in front of her is nothing.

Isn't it just softening the sound?

She had never been soft in her previous life!

"But Dong Cheng and others asked Ma Teng." A soft voice slid across Bai Cha's throat.

The next second, the man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and his narrow eyes stared at Baicha.

The look was really terrifying, and Bai Cha subconsciously shut up.
To be continued...
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