After waiting for someone to leave, Emperor Xiao sighed and held his forehead weakly. In an instant, he got aged dozens of years and his eyes were full of loneliness.

He suddenly turned over the desk table and the music was dispersed all over the floor. He turned around and picked up the vase on the bookshelf behind him, and kept smashing it.

"Your Majesty! This will hurt you!" The father-in-law hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from his sleeve, poured out a medicine from inside with his trembling hands, and Emperor Xiao knocked it down with the bottle.

"Why is Your Majesty? Your Majesty has not been close to you for many years. Now he has finally gotten open and has someone to care about. In this way, he will have weaknesses. It is better for Your Majesty to help him!"

"You are also trying to point fingers at me! How can I tolerate a broken sleeve in the royal family? It would be fine if he knew to restrain himself. Today, he did not care about so many people. If I don't care about him, would I let him slap me everywhere in the face!"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Xiao was very weak and almost stepped on the air. He held the handle and sat back on the chair, gritted his teeth and said, "As for Si Chengze, I must kill him, so that Ye'er would break this thought!"

My father-in-law came forward to hand over the medicine, for fear that His Majesty would faint if he accidentally did not.

"Your Majesty, I'll say more. Since Si Chengze appeared next to His Highness Night King, the Night King has indeed attracted a lot. In previous years, the morning court has only been here a few times for ten days and half a month, and now it's time to come."

"Isn't your Majesty still a headache before? He and His Highness the Crown Prince are always incompatible? Now I haven't heard two people quarrel for a while. Your Majesty, you can really give it a try."

It’s not that Emperor Xiao didn’t understand this principle, he was angry, and Si Chengze shouldn’t be a man.

He knew that Xiao Linye was allergic to women, but he didn't expect that he would force him to dislike women in the end.

Just for such a man, Emperor Xiao couldn't bear the breath just now.

"I will never allow him to lose the royal face. No matter how much you say, it will be useless. I have decided."

"Your Majesty, that's really a pain in Your Highness Ye. Even if he marrys a woman, he can only watch it, unable to touch it, and it will hurt your previous relationship."

"Marrying a wife is just to get the support of his mother's family. I do this for his own good. Don't you like women? I chose it myself, and he has no right to do this!"

The chickens and dogs in the imperial study were uneasy, but Si Ling was drowsy on the way back to the house.

The moment the carriage stopped, Si Ling suddenly woke up from her dream, and felt a little chilling up to her backbone. She felt a twitch in her heart, her eyes fell outside the window, and there was Si Mansion in front of her, and the carriage was parked in a dead end.

Something is wrong!

Si Ling secretly pinched the silver needle in her sleeve, held her breath, and focused on the surroundings.

The thin footsteps were particularly crisp. Whether it was unintentional cover or not, she looked outside the car door and could vaguely see black clothes. It was impossible to jump off the car, it was tantalizingly like falling into a trap.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Si Ling's eyes flashed with fierceness. He held his breath. When the moment the curtain was lifted, silver light flew out, and the person who lifted the curtain groaned.

Si Ling jumped out of the car, kicked the killer who had just groaned, and landed steadily on the ground.

There were at least twenty people outside, and the coachman's different decoration was particularly conspicuous inside. Unexpectedly, Si Ling was not easy to deal with. He was slightly surprised and waved his hand and ordered, "You can't let her leave alive!"

Si Ling sneered and was glad that this group of people was not a master. She took back the silver needle, drew out the long sword, and fought for a bloody path.

She was extremely fast, her swordsmanship was fierce and fierce, and she went straight to the Mingmen. In an instant, all the men in black in front of the place fell to the ground.

She was emitting a sharp breath, and there was still blood dripping from the sword. Suddenly, she pulled back slightly and rushed in again. She shook her wrist and the sword was flying. Wherever she went, she groaned and couldn't get up.

Seeing that there were not many people in front of him, the groom was trembling, and his enlarged eyes were filled with fear and panic. If he didn't run, the sword would be crossed to his neck!

Want to run?

Si Ling kicked the last man in black on the field, jumped over and flipped into the carriage, cut off the rope, bent down, and approached the horse's body. With a "drive", she suddenly grabbed the horse's belly, and the brown horse under her body ran, at an extremely fast speed.
Chapter completed!