Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

He clearly stated the information he had received, and blood was pouring out of his body one after another. The wounds that had become black and putrid because they had not been treated for a long time were flowing with pus, making him look a little scary.

Before Shen Zhuo'an could speak, he felt that the hand holding the corner of his clothes gradually loosened its strength, and the blood-stained hand finally fell to the ground...

He held Yan Qingning in his arms, lowered his eyes and looked down. Qing He, who came to report, had dilated pupils and was already lying on the ground lifeless.

It was rare for Shen Zhuoan to remain silent because of the sacrifice of others.

For a long time, he squatted down and slowly closed Qinghe's eyes that refused to close until death.

In the process of the struggle for power, someone will eventually be sacrificed. They will use their flesh and blood to pave a bloody road to the pinnacle of power for their loyal master.

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"Your Majesty has not gone to court for half a month. Can I ask the Prime Minister why this is?"

Lu Ya held the black chess piece in his hand and stared at the chess game in front of him that was on the verge of collapse with a half-smile.

Gu Xian'an placed one hand on the chessboard, with an impatient look on his face: "Although His Majesty has not appeared in the court in the past few days, there has been no delay in the memorials submitted by the ministers."

"Of course I know, I'm just a little curious..." Lu Ya made a move in the chess game, "Did His Majesty personally review these memorials, or was the Prime Minister acting on behalf of the Emperor?"

The white pieces on the chessboard had fallen into a deadlock where they could not move. Gu Xian'an angrily threw the chess pieces in his hands into the chess basket.

"What do you mean, Minister Lu?" He glared at Lu Ya, and subconsciously touched the sword hanging on his waist: "Are you suspecting that I, the Prime Minister, have overstepped His Majesty's power and violated the emperor's sacred authority?"

"Prime Minister, don't be anxious." Lu Ya slowly put the chess pieces on the chessboard into their respective chess baskets one by one, and stared at him with a smile: "I am just curious, is your Majesty still in the palace now? Among them?"

"As the king of Yu State, your Majesty naturally stays well in the palace."

"Of course, the Prime Minister knows very well whether he is present or not." Lu Ya stared at him with a faint gaze, pointing his fingertips on the edge of the chessboard: "In addition, the Prime Minister's chess skills are indeed much worse than those of the former Second Prince. ."

"The Prime Minister was once just a wanderer. Naturally, I am not good at chess and the like." Gu Xian'an felt that Lu Ya was not so easy to dismiss, and his hand had already grasped the hilt of his sword: "Shilang Lu is so concerned about His Majesty's whereabouts. It will make me wonder whether you had a premeditated plan."

Lu Ya's eyes fell on his hand that was clenching the hilt of his sword, and he shook his head with pity on his face: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, compared with the former Second Prince, you are really too impatient."

The jade flute and sword at his waist made a crisp sound when they collided. Gu Xian'an pursed his lips and stared at Lu Ya with an unfriendly expression.

He usually stayed by that person's side and was used to seeing many different kinds of people, so he knew clearly that Lu Ya had bad intentions in coming to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion this time.

"Prime Minister, I had no intention of causing such an unpleasant quarrel with you." Lu Ya sighed slightly, revealing the truth that Gu Xian'an had been covering up: "Your Majesty is no longer in the palace now."

"Most of the memorials submitted by the courtiers have been reviewed by the Prime Minister."

"Presumptuous!" Gu Xian'an couldn't keep his composure. He took out the sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword at Lu Ya: "Are you questioning His Majesty?!"

The cold white sword blade reflected the sharp cold light, but Lu Ya was not panicked at all.

"Prime Minister, you obviously have the means and ability, why would you waste your time on a dead man's words?"

"The roots of Yu State have begun to rot since the generation of the late emperor. There is no need for you to continue to guard a tree with rotten roots."

Gu Xian'an: "Lu Ya, you are trying to usurp the throne!"

"Thankfully, the Prime Minister was once a knight-errant in the world. Why has he become pedantic after staying in the palace for a long time?"

Lu Ya frowned and temporarily avoided the tip of Gu Xian'an's sword: "Rather than saving a giant tree with completely rotten roots, it is better to completely overthrow this big tree and replace it with a new one."

His nonsense was interrupted rudely by Gu Xian'an: "You can't be sure whether the new tree can adapt to the environment. You just hope that you will be the planter of the new tree and the master of the new tree..."

While he was talking, the cold white sword blade rushed towards Lu Ya's face and passed by grazing his face.

Lu Ya couldn't dodge, and his face was scratched by Gu Xian'an's sword blade. Scarlet blood slowly fell down and fell on his chin along his cheekbones...

He wiped a handful of blood with his hand, and quickly took out the soft sword hidden in his waist with his other hand and held it against Gu Xian'an's sword. The moment the sword blades touched, both of them felt numbness in their mouths.

Gu Xian'an withdrew his hand very quickly, and took advantage of the gap between swinging the sword to attack him again. The blade of the sword grazed his neck, leaving blood marks again.

Lu Ya's eyes turned cold, and his soft sword avoided his sword light and attacked the jade flute that had been hanging on his waist.

Gu Xian'an's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly covered the lace of the jade flute to dodge, but a deep blood mark was drawn on his arm.

Lu Ya saw how much he cared about the jade flute. The soft sword tried to break the lace again and again, forcing Gu Xian'an to use his body to block the damage to the jade flute.

He didn't dare to put Yuxiao aside. He could only feel at ease if he put it beside him. But because of this... his original advantage turned into a disadvantage.

His arms and legs were scratched by Lu Ya because of his actions to protect Yuxiao, and blood flowed out, dyeing his blue shirt red.

The excessive blood loss made Gu Xian'an a little weak, and he had to gasp for air before he could barely stabilize his body.

Although his martial arts have declined due to living in the imperial city for a long time, they are still superior to Lu Ya's.

He can completely deal with Lu Ya directly, but...

Gu Xian'an lowered his eyes and looked at the jade flute hanging on his waist. He wiped his blood-stained hands randomly on his clothes before grabbing the jade flute's cold body.

As if he had made some kind of determination, every subsequent blow carried fatal killing intent, and all the moves were directed at Lu Ya's life gate, forcing him to block with his sword.

Gu Xian'an's tactics are completely life-threatening...

After realizing this, Lu Yao gradually lost his confidence. If he were to dodge and block even slightly slower, he would be scratched by Gu Xian'an.

Lu Ya was leaning in the corner to calm down, and from time to time he had to avoid Gu Xian'an's madman-like attacks.

His eyes fell on the jade flute swinging around Gu Xian'an's waist, and he tightened his grip on the soft sword in his hand.

I can only gamble...

Gu Xian'an used the table to gain strength and swung his sword to attack again. Lu Ya dodged to avoid the fatal spot and swung the soft sword out to cut the lace of the jade flute around Gu Xian'an's waist.

Gu Xian'an's pupils shrank suddenly, and he completely subconsciously threw his sword to catch the jade flute that fell from his waist.

But before his hand could even touch the jade flute, a cold white sword blade pierced the back of his hand straight and nailed his hand to the ground.

The jade flute that he treasured so much was just in front of him...

Completely broken.