On an equal footing with the villains

Chapter 329 Forcing the Palace
When Le Lan walked in, she saw her young lady and that devil... Young Master Xi together. She immediately turned around and blocked all the disciples.

"Miss, Elder Ming asked his disciple to come to you."

Le Lingyin turned her head and saw her stuck at the door, no one came in, so she responded, "Okay, I understand."

She lowered her head and asked Xi Wuci, "Can you walk?"

The tenderness that was finally obtained was interrupted, and Xi Wuci's brows were irritable and displeased, "I can't."

"Okay, then you stay here, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

Xi Wuci's face darkened.

He held Le Lingyin's hand, "Don't leave."

Le Lingyin laughed, "Then why don't you go with me? I don't feel at ease if you are here alone."

"I'm hurt and I can't move."

"Then I'll let my disciples stay here. If you need anything, just tell them."

"Ayin, do you have to go?" His eyes were full of reluctance.

"Yeah." Le Lingyin nodded, "This time Nanzhou was seriously damaged, I have to help."

She lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear, "After this incident, I will leave with you."

Xi Wuci's brows loosened, "I'll go with you."

When Le Lan heard the conversation between the two, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

Miss is so gentle.

That big devil... Young Master Xi is also very gentle, his voice is not cold at all, and even the frightening murderous aura is gone.

It turns out that the big devil... Bah, Mr. Xi's tenderness is so charming and intoxicating.

But Le Lan just thought about it, and when she saw Xi Wuci's cold face, she immediately moved out of the way in embarrassment.

Sure enough, the big devil, cough, Mr. Xi's tenderness belongs to the young lady alone.
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When Le Lingyin appeared with Xi Wuci, everyone vigilantly clenched the spiritual weapon in their hands.

The battle had just ended, if the devil did something, he would probably suffer heavy casualties.

Le Ming looked at Xi Wuci with a slightly condensed expression.

Le Lingyin stood in front of Xi Wuci, "What does Aunt Ming want from me?"

Le Ming sighed, "Your Aunt Liang is gone."

Le Lingyin's slender and slender fingers trembled, and there was subtle surprise in her eyes. She opened her mouth, but she still couldn't say a word.

Le Ming's face was covered with sorrow, "Forget it, this is also her fate."

She looked up at Xi Wuci, and asked Le Tingyin, "Yan, did he get rid of it?"

Le Lingyin nodded.
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Shidan Kingdom Palace, inside the Royal Study Room.

Yi Jingcheng sat in front of the table, his eyes widened, one hand held his neck, and the other hand on the desk held a pen, his posture was distorted, and there were a few messy strokes of pen and ink on the paper.

His whole body was convulsed slightly, and he looked at the man standing in front of the desk incredulously, with blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yi Anhe put his hands on the table and looked down at Yi Jingcheng, "Father, don't you want to give up the throne to me?"

"You...don't even think about it!" Yi Jingcheng looked as if someone was strangling his neck and was about to suffocate.

Yi Anhe sneered, "You don't want to give up the throne to me, do you want to give it to Song Lian?"

Yi Jingcheng stared at him.

Yi Anhe's eyes turned cold, and he harbored murderous intent, "Father, what is wrong with me? You would rather give the throne to a person who has been living in the market for 20 years than stay under your lap for 20 years." I?"

He held Yi Jingcheng's neck personally, with great strength, his veins bulged, "Since you don't want to pass on the throne to me, why did you make me the crown prince?"

(End of this chapter)