The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

The maid ran away like a gust of wind without even having time to put down the hot soup in her hand.

If the Dali Dynasty was determined to abandon the two sons of King Linan, then the two hostages still in their hands would no longer have any value as hostages.

The leader of the outpost camp was a pale, feminine man, covered in a black robe. He looked as if he was afraid of the sun, and his face, hidden under a wide black hat, was too pale to be a normal person's skin color.

"Chief, the regent of Dali is a coward if he does not take any action. It is better to kill these two brats and send them to the old man King Linan to deter him!"

Buddha's face but a snake's heart!

The two young men who were kneeling on the ground and tied up shook their heads repeatedly. Their mouths were blocked by silk cloth and they could only whimper and beg for mercy from their throats.

Don't kill them!

The man called leader by the pale man had his back turned. The autumn sunlight shone through the tent and fell in front of his feet, making the man there look even taller and more strange.

"No need. The two incompetent princes may be able to control King Linan, but the Regent will not fall for it." The man was tall and walked to the table and brought himself a cup of tea.

If you look closely, you can notice that one of the tall man's legs seems to be a little sloped.

The man in black robes didn't know why the leader knew so much about the regent of Dali, but he still didn't ask, and only said, "Then the leader means... not to fight anymore?"

The leader put the cup in his hand on the table with a clang. He turned around, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and a particularly cruel smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Not fighting anymore? It's autumn now, and Xinrong's horses are fat. If we don't attack now, will we wait until Ning Rongzhang has completely secured the throne?!"

The leader was obviously angry. The man in black robe quickly knelt on one knee and said, "Master, please calm down! It was my fault for not thinking it through."

Everyone in the Xinrong tribe knew that their leader had a fickle temperament and that what he loved most in his life was to watch people being tortured to death!

If you piss someone off, any number of ways of death are possible. There are even worse ones, where you shave off all the flesh and blood on the body piece by piece until only the white bones are exposed, but the person may not die, and then slowly open the person's brain.

If the prisoner is lucky, he might even be able to see his own gray brain.

How exciting is that? After all, not everyone is lucky enough to see their own skeletons after death.

The man in black robe stood up and left, dragging the two men who were about to piss themselves with him. The sunlight gradually shifted and fell directly on his gloomy face.

It’s an old friend.

Both sides were waiting to see who would attack first, but if the battle took too long, it would be disadvantageous to Xinrong.

The entire Linan City was surrounded like an iron barrel. It was a sunny day.

When a maid passed by the outer courtyard, she suddenly saw a wet and sticky spot on the dry ground. It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Recently, many families still follow the old custom of previous years and buy some red paint, intending to repaint the peeling paint on the corridor columns.

The maid saw a red ball on the ground and thought that the craftsman hired by the mansion had accidentally spilled the red paint. She went to take a look sadly, but suddenly she saw a human figure lying around the red paint...

It was just a human figure, with a white skull exposed. It was hard to even call it a corpse. It was clearly a skeleton. "Ah! Dead! Dead!"

When King Li Nan heard the noise and rushed over, the bones were already covered with a layer of white cloth. The old housekeeper helped King Li Nan over, his face full of misery.

"My son! My son!!"

King Li Nan's eyes were red with anger. He stretched out a pair of withered old hands and tremblingly lifted the white cloth. A foul smell instantly hit him in the face. Even though the weather was much cooler in autumn, the strong smell of blood still attracted large numbers of flies.

It buzzed around the white cloth that had absorbed the blood.

King Li Nan lifted a corner of the white cloth, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted completely.

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"Are you sure it's the prince?"

Ah San bowed, "The deceased's face and figure are no longer clear, but the bookboy who has been with the prince since he was a child said that the prince accidentally broke one of his little fingers when he was young. No one else knows about this, only the bookboy who has been with the prince knows, so it is undoubtedly the prince."

Ning Rongzhang was silent for a while. This was Xinrong's revenge on King Linan.

One died, and there is still one left.

Such a cruel method of killing can torture people to death. Throughout history, this way of treating hostages can be recorded in history books.

Ning Rongzhang really wanted to meet such a dangerous person.

Li Huaize frowned, "It's amazing. Our Li Nan is guarded like an iron barrel. Even flies that pass through the city gate have to be caught to see if they are male or female. Who would have the ability to transport a dead person here under such strict defense?!"

This is simply a challenge to his authority as a general!

Ji Yuan was pointing at the city defense map in front of him. "Huaize is right. Maybe they have secret agents in the city to support them... Killing the prince is a warning and a provocation. But the next step is to think carefully about what the leader of Xinrong, who doesn't play by the rules, will do..."

The moon was on the tree branches, and the whole Li Nan Palace was so gloomy that it made people's scalps numb. It was a dark and windy night, a time for murder and arson.

Outside the city, five teams came out from under the city wall silently. The night walkers blended into the night. Ah San whispered a few words, and dozens of people disappeared silently on the spot.

Just as night fell, the guards who had been lurking in the outpost camp discovered that there seemed to be people moving around in Xinrong's outpost camp, so they hurriedly sent someone to report.

Ning Rongzhang immediately counted several personal guards and planned to go to meet him. After all, the rumored Xinrong leader was cruel and bloodthirsty, and he was elusive. Waiting all the time would be too passive.

Today should be the funeral day of Prince Li Nan. According to common sense, it would be a bit inhumane for either Li Nan or the Regent's Army to discuss the attack at this time.

However, the leader of Xinrong was an unconventional person, so Ning Rongzhang was not too conservative. In addition to leading people to the outpost camp of Xinrong in the dark night, he even placed his own guards in the mourning team of the prince of Li Nan. Archers were set up above the entire Li Nan area. As long as the wind was slightly wrong, the thieves would be hard to escape.

When we got closer to the outpost camp, we could indeed see some clues.

There were not many people coming, and they were all guarding outside the tent. Judging from the quality of their armor and weapons, they should have a high status in Xinrong.