When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

Qingyang felt that something was wrong with Qin Yuechuan's condition at this moment. They were just a group of ambushes. He never took them seriously in the past, so why was the murderous aura so strong today?

Without thinking too much, Qingyang followed Qin Yuechuan to provide support.

There were a large number of ambushers, about a hundred people. Qingfeng faced them alone and gradually became exhausted. The signal fireworks had been sent, but why didn't Qingyang come yet!

Suddenly, the fighting was deafening, and most of the ambushes were led to other places. Qingfeng's pressure was relieved, and he thought that Qingyang had finally arrived with reinforcements. He glanced over and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Prince!?"

Qin Yuechuan's gaze was like ice condensed from the abyss, cold and ruthless, with a sharp edge like a blade out of its sheath, and everything he looked at was dead.

He did not dodge or evade, but faced the dark guards who were coming like a tide, as if he had turned into a bloodthirsty Shura, reaping the lives of those who came with the sword in his hand.

His figure shuttled through the crowd, swift as the wind and fierce as thunder, and every swing of his sword was accompanied by the enemy's wails and splattering blood.

The scarlet eyes were filled with endless madness and bloodthirsty desire, like a hunting beast locking onto its prey, filled with an extreme desire for blood.

Qingyang had no chance to attack. He held the sword in his hand and watched Qin Yuechuan fighting in a daze. Qingfeng dealt with the enemy at hand and watched the battle with Mu Leng.

"Should we go and lend a helping hand to the prince?"

Qingyang swallowed and said, "I don't think the prince needs it."

The prince was really abnormal today. He was so aggressive, it was as if he was venting his anger.

In a short moment, Qin Yuechuan stood proudly in the center of the battlefield littered with corpses, like a victorious lone wolf.

The scarlet color in his eyes had not yet faded, and he seemed unsatisfied.

At a glance, Qingfeng and Qingyang shuddered with excitement.

"only these?"

"My Lord, these are all for now."

Qin Yuechuan lowered his eyes, the sword body flashed with a cold light, and the red liquid slowly slid down the blade, flowing out a tortuous and enchanting trajectory.

It’s not enough, far from enough. The boiling resentment in my chest has only been half vented.

Qingyang observed Qin Yuechuan's expression and spoke tentatively: "Your Majesty, this matter is over. Let's take Zheng Rang back."

Qin Yuechuan still had a cold look in his eyes, holding the sword in one hand, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Qingyang added: "Miss Xu is still waiting for you, Your Majesty, let's go back quickly."

Month after month.

Qin Yuechuan's eyes flickered.

Yes, Yueyue is still waiting for him. In her eyes at this moment, she is still the "Master Qin" of those years.

Yueyue would definitely not like such a bloody atmosphere.

Qin Yuechuan dropped the hilt of the sword in his hand, wiped his bloody hands with a handkerchief, and said, "Go back."

Seeing that Qin Yuechuan's expression had eased a lot, Qingyang Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged glances: "It's better to mention Miss Xu's name."

It was already dark at night, with no stars, no moon, and no wind.

Qin Yuechuan looked up at the sky, and suddenly thought of something. He said to Qingyang, "I have to go out for a while, and I will be back in five days at most. You will take care of everything here, especially Yueyue. Take good care of her."

Qingyang was crying in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. He forced a smile and asked, "Where are you going, my lord?"

"Go back to Kyoto."

Qin Yuechuan spoke in a calm and understated tone.

"Go back to Kyoto!? But didn't we just come from Kyoto? Why do we have to go back again? If you have anything to tell me, you can send a pigeon to tell me, or I can go there for you!"

"No need, this matter requires me to go there personally."

"Your Highness..." Qingyang wanted to cry but had no tears: "It's too late today, let's wait until tomorrow, and the weather isn't good. Although this place is not yet Lizhou, it is still quite far away."

Yes, it's too late, it's too late for a whole lifetime.

Qin Yuechuan didn't even look at him, but only looked towards the government office in the distance: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more. I will leave immediately, and I will leave this place to you."

After saying this, he jumped on his horse and galloped towards Kyoto without paying attention to Qingyang's shouts to stop him.

Qingyang didn't understand: What happened to the prince today? Why did everything seem weird since he came out of Miss Xu's room?

Could it be that she was upset because Miss Xu didn't recognize the prince?

But Miss Xu is a patient now!

Qingfeng stepped forward and patted Qingyang on the shoulder: "Forget it, since the prince has given the order, we will just obey it."

*

King Qi's Mansion

Qin Zhaolie waited and waited, but no one came to report, and the sinister light in his eyes became more and more intense.

It’s just a trick on Zheng Rang.

It actually caused him to lose his troops twice.

The number of people sent this time is twice as many as last time!

Just as I was thinking about what to do next, a strong smell of blood suddenly rushed into my nose.

Qin Zhaolie stood up and walked out of the room, and saw a secret guard covered in blood, leaning against the ground with his knife. As soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

As if his throat was cut, he uttered a few words intermittently: "The whole army... was... destroyed... and the king... killed them personally..."

Qin Zhaolie frowned and was about to ask a question, but he saw the secret guard lying straight on the ground with his eyes wide open, dead.

Qin Zhaolie thought: Qin Yuechuan did it himself, wasn't he poisoned by the Frost Poison and couldn't use his internal energy? How come now, not only did he kill all his secret guards, but he also seemed to have escaped unscathed?

Could it be that his frost poison has been cured?

Thinking of this possibility, Qin Zhaolie felt a chill running through his bones and heart.

No, it's impossible! It's impossible!

No one in the world can cure this poison!

This matter must be thoroughly investigated!

Two days later, at nightfall, Kyoto was hit by continuous drizzle.

The emperor was being served by Fulu and was preparing for bed. Today he did not stay at any of the concubines' homes, but only rested in the study and bedroom.

Before I could lie down, I heard a commotion outside the hall.

"Your Highness Prince Rong, His Majesty has gone to bed, you are not allowed to enter!"

The metallic clash of swords, guns and other weapons could be heard outside the palace.

Just a moment, and silence returned.

Without anyone notifying him, Qin Yuechuan personally pushed the door and entered the emperor's bedroom.

The dim light reflected on his body, and dripping raindrops kept sliding down his hair and robes. He had a cold aura and an expressionless face, and walked straight towards the emperor who was sitting in a daze on the couch.

The emperor was furious and slapped the bed with his palm, making a "bang bang" sound: "Qin Yuechuan! You come here at this time in the night! Are you going to rebel?"

Qin Yuechuan raised his eyes, and with a "thump", he touched his knees to the ground, clasped his fists and saluted, his voice calm: "Your son wants to ask for an imperial decree."

The emperor stood up suddenly, pointed at him and was furious: "Are you here to force me to abdicate today?! Someone, come here!"

“Father, the guards outside the gate have all been defeated.

Today, I am not here to force you to abdicate. I want to ask your father to issue an imperial decree to grant you a marriage."

The emperor was stunned and stared at him in disbelief. He came here in the middle of the night and made such a scene today just to grant him a marriage! ?

"Which important official's daughter is this?"

The emperor calmed down a little and asked.

"Xu Xianyue."

"Xu Xinyue? Whose daughter is she?"

Almost all the important officials in the court had heard of the female emperor, but they had never heard of this "Xu Xinyue" from whom.

"His father was not an important official and held no official position in the court."

"A commoner's daughter!" The emperor was surprised, his eyes widened: "Have you thought it through? Marrying a commoner's daughter as a concubine?"

"Not a concubine, but a principal concubine."

"The Queen!??"

The emperor was so shocked that he stood up again: "Qin Yuechuan, I will give you another chance.

Think carefully. As a royal relative, even if you are a concubine, you must be born into a family of a famous official. To be a wife, the wife's mother's family will be one of your reliance in the future! If you -

If you are so careless and casually give the position of principal wife to a commoner's daughter, have you ever thought about the future?"

Qin Yuechuan said nothing, but knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Please grant me your blessing, Father."

"I won't allow it! Go back!"

Qin Yuechuan said nothing more, and stood up and walked out. The emperor thought he had given up and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard a sound of porcelain breaking. Qin Yuechuan held the porcelain pieces on his neck and said with a firm look:

"I do not want to disregard the relationship between ruler and subject, father and son. Please grant my wish, Father."

"Qin Yuechuan! You want to rebel! You are not a child anymore! You are threatening me with this! Do you think I only need you as my son?"

Qin Yuechuan's expression remained unchanged. He stabbed the fragment deeper into his neck. The sharp needle penetrated into the flesh, emitting a trace of bright red blood.

The eldest brother is sickly, the second and fourth brothers are not interested in state affairs, and Qin Zhaolie has evil ambitions.

Half of the military power of the Northern Frontier Army and the Imperial City Administration is in his hands. Of course, the emperor needs a son like him to keep a check on the government and the country.

After a short stand, the emperor gave in and compromised:

"Okay! I promise you! You have to think about the consequences clearly. Once the imperial decree is issued, it will never be retracted! I will draft the decree tomorrow, and you can leave now!"

The emperor was so angry that his brows furrowed, his beard trembled, and he pointed at him with trembling hands.

"I want it now, today."

"Qin Yuechuan, I am the emperor!! I cannot tolerate your insolence!"

Qin Yuechuan remained unmoved.

"Fulu! Go and draft an edict! Tell him to get out of my sight immediately!!!"