This king wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance

Ning Yezhi showed a shocked expression and asked, "Where did you hear the news?"

Ning Yanzhi couldn't tell, so he just played a rogue and said, "I won't tell you, anyway, what I said is true."

Ning Yezhi stretched out one hand to cover his forehead as if he had a headache, and stretched out the other hand to cover his eyes.

It felt like he didn't really want to see Ning Yanzhi.

In fact, there was only a thin layer of moonlight in the room, and he couldn't see Ning Yanzhi clearly.

Ning Yanzhi on this side opened his mouth, ignored him, turned to approach Yan Ju Jiangtao, and said very kindly: "Brother, have you received the letter from Feige from the second brother?"

Yan Jujiang nodded and said, "I received it."

Ning Yanzhi said awkwardly, "I got the news from them."

Ning Yezhi put down his hand and said helplessly, "Tell me in detail."

Ning Yanzhi simply said nonsense: "I don't know."

Yan Dingnan had no choice but to lie for him: "Second brother-in-law asked for money, but the prince felt that his own people didn't have to pay for it. If the second brother-in-law refused, the prince didn't ask."

One is shameless, and the other is shameless.

Ning Yezhi asked: "Are you short of money?"

"No shortage," Ning Yanzhi replied, "but I just don't want to give it to him."

Ning Yezhi made a sincere comment: "Both of you are taking advantage of money."

Ning Yanzhi let out a "tsk", and really didn't want to be compared with Gu Lianxiao.

"Then tell me what to do." Ning Yezhi asked, "What will you do after entering the palace?"

Ning Yanzhi leaned against Yan Dingnan's arms as if he had no bones, looking a little careless, and said, "Let's adapt to the situation, just be prepared."

He suddenly felt a little inexplicable loss and disappointment, which made him lose the desire to talk to Ning Yezhi, and he remained silent for a long time.

Ning Yezhi didn't know what he thought of, and glanced in the direction of Ning Yanzhi, but didn't say anything.

It was so quiet.

Ning Yanzhi couldn't stand the atmosphere, and said, "Ding Nan and I are going back first, there will probably be an imperial edict announcing you to enter the palace tomorrow morning, and then we will come back and go together pretending to be guards."

"Let's just live here." Ning Yezhi said: "The side hall has been tidied up, no one is guarding it, so it's inconvenient to go back and forth."

Ning Yanzhi didn't refute, took Yan Dingnan with one hand, and walked into the side hall in the dark.

Lying on the bed with his clothes on, Yan Dingnan asked in a low voice, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Yanzhi shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

He asked back: "What do you think of the emperor?"

Yan Dingnan didn't know what he wanted to ask, so he hesitated for a while before answering: "I don't know, I feel a bit like the prince, but not quite like it."

"Tsk," Ning Yanzhi said, "Of course we are not the same..."

He squeezed Yan Dingnan's fingers and said, "He is more suitable than me to inherit the throne, more suitable than me and Ning Yuzhi."

Yan Dingnan replied: "Is it because of the knowledge that Brother Huang has learned since childhood?"

"Not exactly." Ning Yanzhi suddenly changed the subject and said, "Are you sleepy?"

Yan Dingnan shook his head and said, "Not sleepy yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body froze.

Because Ning Yanzhi was patting him on the back like patting a child, again and again, very lightly.

Ning Yanzhi closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Yan Dingnan was not used to being patted like this, and it took him a while to get used to it.

He didn't know why, he just wanted to laugh.

In the early morning of the second day, it was still early, and the prince came to Prince An's mansion with the imperial decree.

Ning Yanzhi and Yan Dingnan who heard the movement changed into the clothes of the guards, made some manipulations on their faces, and followed them to the palace.

The palace is indeed more depressed than usual. In the past, the faces of the palace ladies were calm, but now their heads are lower than usual, and their faces are also sad.

Ning Yanzhi didn't dare to take a closer look, and hurried past.

This is not the direction to the emperor's bedroom.

Ning Yanzhi glanced at it and came to a conclusion.

But Ning Yezhi didn't seem to notice anything wrong, with a hint of worry on his face.

He couldn't tell if it was fake or real, or he couldn't figure out Ning Yezhi's thoughts.

From childhood to adulthood.

What he could see was what Ning Yezhi was willing to let him see.

Ning Yanzhi can only see from the occasional clues in some trivial things——Ning Yezhi is not a soft-hearted old man.

He is an heir to the throne with a heart and a heart.

In his last life, he should have known very well that neither the imperial concubine nor Ning Yuzhi would take action against Emperor Yanqing, nor did Cao Guan have the guts.

The one who came up with the idea was someone else, and it was the idea directly given to Cao Guan.

Ning Yanzhi thought about it for a long time, but he wanted to know what kind of bureau the imperial concubine had set up for Ning Ye to drill.

Or, some kind of traitor appeared in the imperial forest army, and came together with the imperial concubine, planning to come and usurp the throne.

He thought of Emperor Yanqing.

As long as Emperor Yanqing reigns for one day, their brothers must live in peace.

How many people in the court are waiting for him to die, Ning Yanzhi doesn't want to count.

He just feels sad.

Maybe in the emperor's house, feelings can't be regarded as pure feelings.

The author has something to say: OTZ, I will try my best to make up the word count tomorrow... When I finish reading "Saying Wild", I will probably be able to resume updating~~

_(:зゝ∠)_I heard that Da Yuanzi's "Evil" is coming to an end...