Ye Wange was having breakfast when Xiao Zhizi walked in quickly from outside the door. When he heard the footsteps, Ye Wange raised his head slightly, his eyes caught Xiao Zhi and he put down the chopsticks in his hand.

He sat there solemnly, as if he knew Xiao Zhi had something important to report.

Xiao Zhizi saw Ye Wange waiting there. He walked over quickly and said, "This is a letter sent by the Imperial Physician of the Song Dynasty." He bowed and took out a letter folded into the size of a copper coin from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Wange.

Ye Wange reached out to take it and unfolded it according to the folding steps. Although she was surprised when she saw the news about Xiaomian, her face was as calm as water.

Nangong Ao wanted to get rid of Nangong Ye. This was something she had expected, but now that it was really going to happen, she was still a little surprised. It must be a matter of blood and flesh and blood, and Nangong Ao was so cruel that he wanted to kill him.

Brother.

Nangong Ye was in danger, and she had to rescue him, otherwise Nangong Ye's life would not be saved.

She stretched out her hand to rub her throbbing temples, lowered her eyebrows and thought for a moment, and then thought of a countermeasure.

Xiao Zhizi took the banknote Ye Wange gave him and bribed Qian Baishun, the jailer in the sky jail. These jailers were all greedy for small profits. Xiao Zhizi took out a banknote from his sleeve and handed it to Qian Baishun. Qian Baishun

Shun's fat and oily face immediately put on a flattering smile, "Eunuch Wang, don't worry, I'll send him in right away."

Taking the medicine bottle from Xiao Zhi's hand, Qian Baishun opened the cell door and walked in. Xiao Zhi looked outside the cell.

Qian Baishun entered the cell quickly, passed the medicine bottle in his hand through the gap in the cell door and said, "Third Prince, this is the medicine for your injury. Please apply it quickly!"

He glanced at the wound that Nangong Ye suffered yesterday.

Nangong Ye's hands and feet were tied by heavy iron chains, but he could still move his hands. He reached for the medicine bottle on the ground, removed the stopper and prepared to apply it to the bleeding wound. He just removed it and didn't have time to apply it.

I saw the note on the bottle.

Nangong Ye did not immediately reach out and take out the note. He raised his eyes and looked around warily. He saw the jailer at the door of the cell standing dutifully at the door and not paying attention to him. Then he moved and turned his back to

He closed the cell door to block the view of outsiders and took out the note.

Looking at the content above, he was not surprised at all by the message. What surprised him was the person who sent the note. He could not guess who this person was.

Nangong Ao had long wanted to kill him, and now he couldn't tolerate him even more for the secret of the throne. Nangong Ao's decisive killing temperament has been delayed until now. It can be seen that he still experienced painful struggles and hesitations. He originally really wanted to seek revenge.

Dead, but now this information says that Yan'er's death is related to Shen Ruhui, so he will never die like this without taking revenge.

Nangong Ye was thinking when he heard footsteps outside the cell door. He immediately crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into his mouth. His throat moved and he swallowed it hard.

"Open the cell door." Nangong Ye ordered the jailer behind him in a cold voice.

After hearing the emperor's majestic order, the jailer quickly walked to the cell door. Perhaps due to the emperor's power, the familiar lock-opening technique became clumsy at this time. Even the movement of inserting the key into the lock was awkward.

It took me two or three insertions to get it right.

The jailer's forehead was dripping with sweat. After opening the lock, he stepped back and breathed a secret breath. Nangong Ye's mind was entirely on Nangong Ao, and he had no intention of paying attention to the jailer's small mistake.

"Put it down and get out, all of you!" Nangong Ye ordered the servants who were carrying wine and food.

Zhang Fugui, who was following behind him, responded and exited with a few minions.

Nangong Ao stood there, looking down at Nangong Ye who was meditating on the ground, with his legs crossed and the finger-thick iron chains pressed under his knees.

"Third brother." Nangong Ao shouted from the bottom of his heart.

After all, they were brothers. Even if he wanted to kill Nangong Ye, his younger brother, he still wouldn't let go of this brotherly love. It was just that the situation forced him to have no choice.

Nangong Ye, who was meditating with his eyes closed, heard Nangong Ao's cry. He didn't even raise his eyelids and still sat there calmly.

Nangong Ao didn't get angry when Nangong Ye ignored him so much. He followed Nangong Ye's example and sat down, placed the small table between the two of them, filled the wine glass with wine and brought it in front of Nangong Ye.

"Third brother, let's have a couple of drinks and have fun like before." Nangong Ao said.

Nangong Ye, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard Nangong Ao's words, and said with a sarcastic smile, "Brother, is this the Hongmen Banquet?"

The words touched Nangong Ao's thoughts, which made Nangong Ao feel very uncomfortable. He glanced at Nangong Ao and said with a smile, "Do you think the emperor is such a cruel person?"

After hearing Nangong Ao's words, Nangong Ye sneered and laughed. A man who is decisive, cruel and ruthless in killing is frightening. How can he need others to prove his ruthlessness?

For the sake of the throne, let alone Nangong Ao, he would be ruthless enough to kill his younger brother. Even if the person who threatened his throne today was their biological mother, the Queen Mother, Nangong Ao would probably be ruthless. For the sake of his powerful position, Nangong Ao had already arrived.

To the point of being insane.

Suspicion, anger, bloodthirsty, ruthlessness, a person as cruel as Yama will not stop killing someone just because of family affection, even if he is extremely reluctant to let go, he will kill him in pain.

"Brother Emperor." Nangong Ye shouted disdainfully, snorted coldly from his nose and said, "You are the emperor, the supreme king of the nine kings, you don't dare to climb high."

Listening to Nangong Ye's sarcasm, Nangong Ao's expression darkened and he said in a cold voice, "I can easily take your life, but I still need to take such pains."

Listening to Nangong Ao's arrogant and domineering words, Nangong Ye laughed heartily, and the extremely arrogant ridicule sounded over the dark cell, as eerie as the screams of ghosts.

Nangong Ao looked at Nangong Ye who was laughing wildly and the muscles on his cheeks were shaking with laughter. He put his hands on his knees and retracted them hard. The feeling of reluctance in his heart was buried deep into the abyss by Nangong Ye.

The only evil intention was to send him to the Hall of Hell immediately.

A pair of eyes as cold and as deep as the sea stared at Nangong Ye, his face was as calm as water, but inside he was turbulent like a tsunami and it was difficult to calm down.

Nangong Ye, who was laughing so hard, slowly stopped laughing. His handsome and flawless face was full of pain. He looked at Nangong Ao for a long time and said, "You think my life is indeed within your grasp, but it's a pity that you can't kill him openly."

Got me.

You're afraid!" Nangong Ye emphasized the word "you're afraid", and his cold eyes met Nangong Ao's cold black eyes.

From the word "fear" that came out of Nangong Ye's mouth, Nangong Ao sighed in his heart, guessing his thoughts so accurately, he was worthy of being his brother from the same mother.

Nangong Ao felt uncomfortable as his thoughts were revealed, but he didn't show it. He still sat there with a normal expression, looking down at the wine in front of Nangong Ye.

Seeing Nangong Ao sitting there calmly and calmly, Nangong Ye hated and admired him at the same time. He hated Nangong Ao for being so cold and ruthless, but admired him for being calm and calm, with a deep mind and being able to keep his composure in everything, even though he might have been filled with rage now.

But it was all dull.

After not hearing Nangong Ye's voice for a long time, Nangong Ao raised his eyebrows and looked at Nangong Ye with an unknown smile on his lips and said, "Have you finished speaking, third brother?"

Listening to Nangong Ao Yun's gentle questioning, Nangong Ye was so impressed that he just wanted to kill him. Nangong Ao was so calm and spoke to him in such a gentle and harmless tone.

Facing Nangong Ao, who was hiding a knife in his smile, Nangong Ye made a sound of contempt from his nose, and stared at Nangong Ao with his black eyes like sharp arrows.

Looking at Nangong Ye's eyes that wanted to eat him, Nangong Ye smiled at the corner of his mouth. He smiled and said to Nangong Ye, "If the third brother has finished speaking, I will give you a drink to excuse you." As he spoke, Nangong Ao said

He picked up the cup.

Listening to Nangong Ao's low-profile words, Nangong Ye also smiled softly, staring at Nangong Ao for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very scary.

He put away that scary smile, closed his eyes that were on Nangong Ao, and slowly moved his gaze to the wine glass in front of him. He looked at the full wine glass and let out another contemptuous laugh.

"Poison wine." Nangong Ye spit out two words, neither light nor serious.

The two words Nangong Ye spat out were like a thunder in the plains, causing Nangong Ao to be covered in wounds. Nangong Ye's performance today seemed to have prescience, and he had guessed everything that was going to happen.

Sitting there and looking at Nangong Ye who seemed to have clairvoyant eyes, Nangong Ye met Nangong Aofeng's sharp eyes and said without fear with a hint of contempt, "When did you learn to use these dirty tricks?"

Nangong Ye took advantage of Nangong Ao and began to humiliate him. He said the most ugly words in his mouth and his black eyes were full of contempt.

Faced with Nangong Ye's humiliation, Nangong Ao replied, "Are you afraid? Didn't you say you just want to die?"

Nangong Ye snorted slightly after hearing this, "I want to die, but I can't die in such an unclear way.

Yan'er's unexplained death is enough to make me feel aggrieved. Even if I go to the Hall of Hell, I won't be convinced by such an unexplained death." Nangong Ye stopped at this point.

Looking at Nangong Ao, he lowered his head as if listening. Nangong Ye then said, "If you want me to die so much, what kind of medicine is in this, arsenic, heartbroken grass." Nangong Ye said while observing Nangong Ao's body.

Looking at Nangong Ao's expression, he wanted to judge what kind of poison Nangong Ao had given him.

Nangong Ao was unhurried and sat there with a calm expression, not feeling the embarrassment or shame of having his conspiracy exposed at all, listening to Nangong Ye guessing about the poison.

Nangong Ao's expression did not change after talking about several poisons. Nangong Ye knew that he had not guessed correctly. He thought for a while and then said, "Is it the magic grass or the holy lemon powder?" Nangong Ye was very sure that the poison in this glass of wine was.

One of these two poisons.

After being guessed, Nangong Ao's eyes flashed with panic. He looked at Nangong Ye, picked up the wine glass in his hand and said, "Third brother, whether you forgive me or not, I have the right to drink this glass of wine."
Chapter completed!