Chapter 58

Growing up, he killed all his interests and hobbies, studied hard according to the strict and demanding goals of his father, the emperor and his mother, and tried his best to become excellent, just for this King of Sichuan Xia?
Not even a prince, but a county king.

As for Song Yuelin, he was brought back by his father, and since then he has been prosperous and rich, and finally sat on the throne, becoming the most honorable person in the world.

What did he do wrong?

Obviously he is my father's only bloodline.

Originally, Shang Li didn't care much about the issue of the throne—even a little disgusted.

But he was robbed so inexplicably by a person stabbed horizontally without even a reason, which made him a little upset.

Well very upset.

After Shang Li left, Song Yuelin sat on the bed in a daze, trying desperately to recall the name Yuan Ling, but his mind was still blurry.

The two men in black who were guarding the door got Shang Li's order and threw Song Yuelin at the gate of the palace overnight.

That's right, just throw it away.

Then Shang Li's playwright ran to the door of Beixing's small courtyard early in the morning and slammed the door loudly.

"Hey, have you heard? The emperor was thrown at the gate of the palace!"

Shang Li cracked melon seeds again and again, and whispered in Bei Xing's ear mysteriously.

Bei Xing yawned expressionlessly, thinking in his heart that he would knock Shang Li out and throw him naked at the gate of the palace.

Crazy in the morning!

What gossip is there if you don’t sleep well?

What the hexagram!

sleep!Gossip has no future!

Shang Li sat on the small stone bench, gossiping with himself for a while, and then, just to make fun of himself, put down the melon seeds in his hand resentfully, and left under the eyes of Bei Xing who clearly wanted to beat him to death.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fusang leaning on the door frame with a smile.

"Hey, what's wrong with Miss Chi Wan? It's so early in the morning... why do you have such a gloomy face?"

Fusang hugged her arm, glanced at the sky which was obviously not yet bright, and raised her eyebrows.

Bei Xing stood still in front of him, and looked into those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Guess?"

Fusang shrugged, retreated to the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Then he leaned against the door and let out a deep breath, patting his chest.

Beixing stood at the door for a while, but didn't realize that Fusang had any intention of opening the door, so he snorted coldly.

Little white-eyed wolf!

When the wings are hardened, he starts to be angry with her!

[Host, when will you be able to attack Fusang?Is it still possible in the past ten years? 】

Beixing looked at the tightly closed door for a long time and snorted coldly.

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I don't know what method Song Yuelin used. Anyway, since the rumors that he was thrown at the gate of the palace came out, King Huai'an moved out of the palace and moved back to the original Huai'an Palace.

Zhuang Xuguang, who was still having a good dream, continued to make trouble for a while, turning the good Huai'an Prince's Palace into a mess.

As his father, the King of Huai'an felt that his dignity had been violated after being bearded and stared at by Zhuang Xuguang several times, and he moved his family law against Zhuang Xuguang several times.

What's more, there was Chen Xinai, who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, was stirring inside.

A wonderful harem tearing scene was staged in Huai'an Palace.

In the end, Zhuang Xuguang lost.

Originally, Zhuang Xuguang was the only seedling of the King of Huai'an, but recently, one of the concubines he took gave birth to a pair of twins. Offending his son naturally didn't feel good.

(End of this chapter)

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