Qi Xuanyuan said meaningfully, "Zuo Emperor is so sure and confident?" A fierce light flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Yuan felt a little uneasy because Qi Xuanyuan would not do anything that he was not sure of.
Qi Xuanzuo's hand gently stroked Jiang Yuan's back to reassure her.
"What you want is nothing more than the throne, and it is an upright and honorable throne, not one that relies on my face to maintain it."
Qi Xuanyuan's face instantly became very ugly, but the curvature of his lips became wider and wider.
"As far as I know, the Dark King will never usurp the Ming King's position according to the ancestral teachings. Otherwise, it will be unfair and unjust, and he will besieged by the people of the world."
Qi Xuan paused for a moment, with a hint of temptation in his eyes, "But I can make your wish come true."
Qi Xuanyuan relaxed at this moment and leaned lazily on the soft couch, "Let's talk about it."
"The King of Ming can meditate in the King of Darkness, don't you know?"
Qi Xuanyuan looked stunned for a moment, then understood, "You mean, you want the antidote and then decree the Zen position?"
"You didn't even give up the throne for her?" His smile was a little bitter, but it passed away in an instant.
Qi Xuanzuo looked at Jiang Yuan affectionately, held her hand, and pressed it to his chest, "I have found someone more important than the throne, so why bother to be persistent."
"Very good, very good. What a drama that only loves beauty but not country."
Qi Xuanyuan smiled and clapped his hands, but the next moment, his eyes were like sharp knives, shooting straight at the hands held by the two people.
"Qi Xuanzuo, who do you think you are? If it hadn't been for the accident six years ago, Jiang Yuan and I would have been married long ago. You don't know that Jiang Yuan's first man was me."
Jiang Yuan looked at Qi Xuanyuan suddenly, and a mocking smile slowly appeared on her lips. If she was a little guilty of him before, then now...
It's all gone, nothing is left, because it's not worth it.
Qi Xuanyuan did not wait for Qi Xuanzuo's rage, but saw a piercing disdainful smile on his face.
"What you fingered is just a skin, not her soul. What's more, it's Bei Yue, not Jiang Yuan. If you like it, you are welcome to go to the cold palace to welcome her out."