The little princess Zhou Huaixuan looked resentful: "I don't think he is a man, but my cousin wants to marry Liang Guijun as the queen... Why is this disgusting in my heart?"

King Wenyuan laughed, but he was also sad.

No, it's like knocking over a bottle of five flavors.

In the blink of an eye, the former little Tuanzi is going to get married too.

etc!

Qing'er is a girl. Wouldn't she have to have a fat boy or a soft and lively little girl after marriage?

Wenyuan Wang Si thought about it over and over again. On the one hand, he was happy that he had hope and could hold his nephew and grandson. On the other hand, he was a little bit gritted. He didn't expect that his Qing'er had been a stinky man too early.

At this moment.

boom--!

The monk held the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and blasted the Zhuhong gate of the royal palace with one palm.

It should have been a monk who was compassionate, but his eyes were cold and without any pity. His cold and ferocious look seemed to be bloodshot, like Shura from hell, and could only barely suppress the tyranny in his heart.

"Zhou Wenyuan."

The monk's voice was hoarse, but his expression was so ruthless.

"Where did this bloody clothing come from? Yanyan, where is she?"

"Is it life or death."

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West Palace.

Chu Liumu packed his bags and was preparing for going out. If nothing unexpected happens, he will set off tomorrow and go to the harbor to handle the matter of imported ships.

As soon as he finished the work, a secret letter was sent to the palace.

Chu Liumu frowned slightly, and the picturesque national teacher in white saw Jingci's name in the secret letter.

“…Aci?”

He was stunned for a long time, and his heart suddenly jumped for a while.

"Is it..."

All the blood was pouring on his head, and he opened his mouth for a while: "Go out of the palace! Go to the Wenyuan Palace!"

He held the secret letter, but his hands seemed to be trembling, and there seemed to be a scarlet ray in his eyes. This was the first time in recent years that he had lost his former demeanor.

Jiang Jianchen was originally a father in the pavilion, but suddenly saw Chu Liumu's face pale and panic. He frowned and returned to normal in an instant.

He continued to play the piano, but his thoughts were quiet, thinking about the many persistences and delusions he had when he was young...

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Wenyuan Palace.

Zhou Yanqing urgently sent Bai Ruohe. When she led the imperial guards to come, she found that the Wenyuan Palace had collapsed. King Wenyuan was covered in dust and stood with Princess Huaixuan. The little princess seemed to have been frightened a lot, and King Wenyuan looked a little embarrassed, but fortunately he was not injured. However, the escort of the royal palace lay flat on the ground.

Standing with Jingci are the Regent Xiao Yan, Marshal Xuanye, the Emperor Shang Ji Feixiu, and the evil ghost Yin Huaili who is not interested in watching the fun.

"Where are she?"

When Zhou Yanqing came, she happened to hear Jingci asking. She looked at the cold-looking monk and remembered that this person was uncontrollable before, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Uncle Emperor!"

"Wuwuwuwu cousin!" Huaixuan rushed into Zhou Yanqing's arms. She was really scared. The handsome and evil monk was full of murderous aura and took out a divine block to kill gods and Buddhas. Huaixuan could usually sway her teeth and claws, but today she was really scared.

Zhou Yanqing hugged Huaixuan and patted Huaixuan's back to comfort her. She looked at Jingci intently, but Jingci's eyes seemed to be unable to accommodate her existence. She didn't even glance at her, but only locked on King Wenyuan with a bitter face.

"Xuanye said that Yanyan's bloody clothes were obtained from you. But Yanyan should have died four years ago. Since that's the case, who is the tablet that Xuanye married? Yan Jiu is Yanyan?"

"You recognize Yanyan. Since you recognize her, where is she? Is she alive or die now? But are she really executed by Emperor Yong Yin?"
Chapter completed!