Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jinglan listened to the conversation between the two, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

If you pretend to be these little days...

Wang Shun seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and said hurriedly: "Little prince, it's better not to try. These two bastards are very cruel. If they hadn't seen their flaw, I wouldn't have been disemboweled, let alone The young prince has no martial arts skills yet."

Bao Leer also advised from the side: "Let's wait a little longer, someone will definitely come to save us."

Ye Jinglan said: "Instead of waiting for others, it is better to find a way to save yourself first. At least you have made an effort. Even if you fail, it will not be a pity. It is so fucked up to stay like this. I am almost tired of it." "

He spoke a few words to Wang Shun in the language of his childhood and asked, "Is my accent still authentic?"

Wang Shun gave a thumbs up.

"What the prince said is more authentic than mine."

This kid himself knows how to grow a beard and flatter a horse. Now he is following Ye Jinglan, eating things he has never tasted before. Not only does he have milk, but he is also a mother, and he wants to stay here forever.

Ye Jinglan said unceremoniously: "You old boy, don't lie to me. This is about human life and is not a joke. Xiao Wang hasn't lived enough yet."

Wang Shun chuckled and said with a flattering face: "The villain will never dare to deceive the prince. If the prince really wants to go out, I have a way to hide it from them."

Ye Jinglan raised his eyebrows: "If you fart, hurry up."

Since leaving the palace, Ye Jinglan no longer hides and tucks away. He can say whatever he wants. In modern times, he always pretends to be a grandson in order to have a bite of food. Now that he is finally a grandfather, he has to enjoy it.

Wang Shun immediately said: "There is Prince An in the Dongliu Kingdom. He has a son who is about the same age as the prince, but he is good at Ninjutsu. If the prince can impersonate this person, he might be able to scare them both."

"Oh, tell me quickly, what are his abilities and characteristics?"

Ye Jinglan suddenly became interested.

Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle. If you want to come back, you can come back.

After hearing what Wang Shun said, he thought he could go out and give it a try, so he left the space with his hands behind his back.

The two wise men are looking around to see if there is any mechanism. If there is no mechanism, it must be the magic of their Dongliu Kingdom.

"Don't look for it."

Ye Jinglan appeared in the middle of the ground and cursed in their words: "You two are useless, you can't handle such a thing. If my father finds out, he will definitely take out your human skulls and make wine to drink."

Listening to Ye Jinglan's pure Dongliu dialect, the two couldn't help but look at each other. One of them asked: "Is he the son of Prince An?"

"No, Prince An loves his son dearly, how could he be sent here?"

Ye Jinglan was speechless. Was he afraid that he would be deaf? These two unscrupulous people were clearly plotting loudly.

"You two losers do have some sense. Yes, I am Morita Piyanzi, who is known as Prince An. I didn't rush to pay homage when I saw Prince An."

Although Ye Jinglan is not tall, he does have a lot of momentum. This is also the result of being a prince.

The two of them each took a step back, unsure for a moment whether what he said was true or false.

Ye Jinglan sneered coldly and cursed: "Bagh Yalu, believe it or not, this king has deposed you."

He stretched out his palm, revealing something black.

Ye Jingyu pretended to be lucky, and the black stick suddenly emitted a blue arc of electricity and made a crackling sound.

The two young people were shocked. They had never seen an electric baton before. They immediately took a step back, knelt on the ground with a plop, and bowed prostrately.

"Subordinates, please see the young prince."

Ye Jinglan curled his lips. This thing was given to him by Yin Qingxuan, hoping that he could defend himself. However, in front of experts, this thing was not very useful, but it was more than enough to scare these two fools.

Ye Jinglan stepped forward and punched a person suddenly. An electric arc flashed out and the person suddenly twitched.

Seeing Ye Jinglan being so domineering, they became even more convinced.

After all, it was said that Prince An's young prince had a violent personality and killed people without blinking an eye. At such a young age, he had already killed nearly a hundred people.

The other person was trembling with fear and quickly kissed Ye Jinglan's shoe.

"My subordinates are willing to listen to Prince An's instructions."

Ye Jinglan took back the electric baton with satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, and said condescendingly to the two of them: "Ashilan is a liar and cannot be trusted. We must leave here immediately. The Fengyiqin the general is looking for is not in Kyoto either. We cannot make enemies of the people in Kyoto."

The two looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds for a moment.

Ye Jinglan turned on the electric baton again and said in their language: "Don't you even listen to my words?"

Looking at the blue electric fire, the little boy who was electrocuted suddenly shivered all over. The taste was so sour.

"My subordinates know."

"Then take me out, we have to get out of here quickly."

The two nodded quickly.

"Okay, let's leave now."

After turning left and right, he came to a space with a small door above. After exiting the small door, Ye Jinglan realized that he had dug a secret room underground.

Emotional Aslan, this thief, is still a mouse.

After getting used to the sunshine outside, Ye Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, I finally crawled out of the rat hole.

The two of them looked at Ashlan.

"Little prince, where are we going?"

Ye Jinglan has already left the hospital.

"What is your relationship with Ashlan?"

One person said in a rude tone: "My subordinates are not familiar with him. It is our General Nojiri who is acquainted with him."

Ye Jinglan nodded pretendingly and said: "This Ashlan has already colluded with Da Zhou and leaked all our information. He must be killed first before joining the army."

The two of them cheered.

"My subordinates will only obey the orders of the young prince."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of applause.

An evil-looking man in a blue brocade robe walked in from the alley, clapped his hands as he walked, and had a half-smile on his lips.

"It is said that the Dongliu people are not very smart. I still don't believe it. But now I know that I am really blind to cooperate with you."

There is no doubt that this person is Aslan.

At this time, he was full of energy and restrained, and his steps were much lighter than usual.

To put it bluntly, the Xiaoyao Sect is an evil sect in the martial arts world. It relies on supplementing women's skills to improve itself. This is the first time Ashilan has used this skill. As expected, it is twice the result with half the effort, much faster than practicing it on her own.

Thinking of the old guy he killed, Ashilan curled up her lips. If he hadn't gone to Beihai to pick up the slack, where would he have learned such a good technique?

The brand on his body also belonged to the old ghost of Xiaoyao Sect. He took it along and forced out some secrets, which made him what he is now.

No matter what method he uses, as long as he can gain strength, he hasn't gone to Ye Zhan yet, so he should settle this account properly.