This change was unexpected by Xuan Tianye. The sudden feeling of being betrayal of the relatives made him unable to bear it. His hand, which was originally fixed on the wheelchair, slid backwards, but no one followed him.

After all, he was Xuan Tianye. When no one was supported in the wheelchair and when 20,000 soldiers suddenly turned against each other, he suddenly realized a key problem and a key figure. He suddenly turned around and looked at the staff who had been with him for ten years, but there was no trace of a person. Even the person who hit the door stopped. The wooden stakes were thrown in place, carrying weapons one by one, and casting cheetah-like gazes at him.

Xuan Tianye realized that it was time for him to start to be afraid. This fear was different from the previous concerns. Worry was always speculation. As long as you didn’t see the conclusion, everything would have a chance. But now the fear was already covered and there was no turning point.

Yes, there is no turning point. He knows his ninth brother too well. Xuan Tianming never does something he is unsure of. As long as he determines, he will definitely succeed. He has been stocking up these 20,000 soldiers for three years, little by little, and spending countless money. He is just waiting to use the troops for a while, but he doesn't expect that the soldiers are no longer his before they can be used.

Xuan Tianye was unwilling to give up and looked up and asked fiercely: "When did you bribe my troops?"

Xuan Tianming sneered disdainfully, "Borrow? How much money does it cost to buy so many people? Our Hengheng said that you can't spend a penny of money that shouldn't be spent, so I don't bribe your soldiers. These are for replacement!" He smiled even more evilly, "Bu Cong replaced the officers and soldiers who were patrolling the night in the capital. I think that's really meaningless. If you want to play, let's play some big things, so I changed your 20,000 army. Third brother, I have to thank you. It's really hard to use your food and salary to raise the soldiers for so many years!"

Xuan Tianye's face turned blue. He almost understood Xuan Tianming's words at once. He felt that these soldiers were no longer the people he had recruited. In the past few years, it was equivalent to him changing while he was fighting, and in the end, none of them remained.

No, not all of them are left. He recognized the old man. But he also understood that the soldiers were replaced, and the commanders were indeed bought. Xuan Tianming only had to buy more than a dozen people to achieve the goal of replacing these 20,000 soldiers. And he himself has been trying his best to get money to raise them over the years. From Ganzhou to the capital, he raised a group of ungrateful wolves!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt sad. The soldiers in the capital were replaced, what else could be left in Ganzhou? No wonder Xuan Tianming was fearless. It turned out that the other person was not afraid at all, and he even hoped that he could make trouble again, but he was all dedicating for nothing anyway.

Xuan Tianye thought about it several times and was dead. In an instant, his face was filled with ashes, becoming stronger and stronger. Coupled with the anger that emanated from his body, the whole person was like a zombie, which made people shudder.

Suddenly, he suddenly rushed out of the wheelchair, holding a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced towards Xuan Tianming's throat.

Behind, Wang Zhuo screamed: "Be careful with your Highness!"

But Xuantian didn't even move, and looked at the man's dying struggle leisurely, and counted silently in his heart: one, two, three...

As soon as the third number comes, the person who has already jumped into the air suddenly falls. The sword is still in his hand, but he can't control his body's fall. The person is like a boneless fish, with legs drooping, his waist also loses its joints, and even the spine and the stamina of the stamina breaks a few times.

Xuan Tianye felt that he suddenly broke, and the bones in his body were scattered and completely out of his control. The moment he fell to the ground, he even had difficulty raising his head.

In an instant, he suddenly realized that the damage caused to him by Feng Yuheng was much heavier than he had imagined, and also realized that Feng Yuheng took the initiative to treat him with injuries, not just to allow him to appear in a wheelchair at the wedding ceremony with Feng Chenyu. She treated him for this moment, so that he seemed to move, but as long as he exerted force, impact, and attack, his bones would be completely dispersed and he was like soft mud.

Xuan Tianye always thought that he was the most rational, the most conspiring, the most patient, the most majestic and ambitious among all the princes. But at this moment, all the confidence he had established in the first half of his life had collapsed with this broken bone.

There was also a bad ambition. In the end, he was not even as good as a young girl in her early teens. He could not beat him! He could not calculate but not calculate! After several rounds of battles, he not only lost money, but also tortured himself to the point of being incomplete.

Despair and death gradually appeared in his eyes. He stared at Xuan Tianming unwillingly. Suddenly, he thought of an idea. He couldn't stand up or move, but he still had a tongue, his mouth could still speak, and he could continue to attack the other party in the most vicious and unacceptable language of men.

He suddenly burst into laughter, staring at Xuan Tianming in a cursed tone--"Dashun's Ninth Prince? Ninth Master? King of Imperiality? Hahaha! It's just a coward who relies on women! It's your woman who pleases the father again and again, treats diseases and saves people, makes steel, and saves floods. What about you? Just stand behind her butt to get the bargain. Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu! Are you still a man?"

Xuan Tianye thought that if he was a man, he could not stand this, let alone the ninth prince who was the most proud, conceited, willful and arbitrary! In his memory, the old ninth prince would rely on his wife, even if he relied on Tianwu and Concubine Yun, he would turn against him on the spot. He still remembers that when the boy was ten years old, he said, "If the father had not spoiled your mother, how could you have such a mighty?" He broke the control and punched the fourth brother's front teeth. Today, he humiliated that he was not a man, and even if he was beaten or even beaten to death, he was willing to do so. He just wanted to see Xuan Tianming's out of control and furious look.

Thinking of this, the anger and expectation in Xuan Tianye's eyes became even stronger. He was waiting, waiting to see Xuan Tianming get furious and waiting to see him embarrass his face in front of so many people.

I just waited for a long time, but I saw the person who had been sitting on the horse's back and never dismounted, and suddenly burst into laughter. It was not as angry and out of control as he imagined. Even such laughter was sincere, not cold. Finally, the laughter stopped, and he heard Xuan Tianming say, "Thank you, third brother for the praise. It's really not easy for our Hengheng to be recognized by third brother! I have to thank third brother for himself. I understand what you mean. Such a powerful woman can be my princess willingly. This is my ability."

Xuan Tianye was confused and looked at the person in front of him incredibly as if he didn't know him. Is this still Lao Jiu? Why did he scold him like that, but this person was still grateful? But thinking about it again, yes, no matter how powerful Feng Yuheng is, he is willing to follow him. This is Xuan Tianming's greatest ability. What is he cursing?

Xuan Tianye lowered his eyes in frustration, and his neck could not be raised, and he could not use any strength to his body. Xuan Tianming finally got off the horse's back, but did not look at him. He just hurried past him and threw it down: "Please carry this man and throw it into the mountain prison in the palace. Wang Zhuo followed the king into the palace, and everyone else stood on time."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came up to lift Xuan Tianye up. The door that he had dreamed of finally opened, but he could no longer touch that dream.

Xuan Tianming entered the palace. Outside the palace, all the secret guards led by Bai Ze, led 20,000 troops to garrison on the spot, waiting for Xuan Tianming to enter the palace before giving orders.

The Duanmen opened and closed, and there were two worlds inside and outside the palace. Wang Zhuo dragged his injured leg and followed Xuan Tianming behind him. Seeing that everything in the palace was as usual and orderly, he suddenly became a little dazed, as if the chaos outside had not affected the palace at all. All the imperial guards were stationed as usual, patrolling the night. Occasionally, you could see the eunuchs and palace maids watching the night. There was also a little girl passing by with a food plate and saluting Xuan Tianming, saying, "Empress Hua suddenly wanted to drink pigeon soup. I just asked the kitchen to make it." The soup in the clay pot was stewed fragrantly, and Wang Zhuo was hungry.

Xuan Tianming waved his hand and asked the girl to retreat and took Wang Zhuo to Zhaohe Palace.

After Wang Zhuo was promoted, he often went to the palace, but most of them went to the Qiankun Palace. Zhaohe Palace was the bedroom of Tianwu, and ordinary people could not go there. Tonight's turmoil, he originally thought that after entering the palace, he would help Xuan Tianming command the imperial guards in the palace to protect the palace with all their strength, and then rushed to each palace to arrest all those who had something to do with the third prince and the fourth prince to wait for the defeat. This is the turmoil, and even the palace transformation should have looked like.

But as soon as he entered the palace, the tranquility and peace of mind almost broke all his original cognition. The more he walked towards Zhaohe Palace, the more he doubted that everything outside the palace was just a dream for him? But look at his injured legs and feel the pain from the wounded area while walking, the feeling of reality came hurriedly again.

He thought, the people in the palace were too big, right? The outside world was making a fuss, why did he do what he should do like nothing? Or did he not hear the outside world? No, the door was almost broken, and such a big noise could make the dead shake, let alone fall asleep.

He asked indifferently: "The emperor will not have any trouble under the palace [     www.xbqg5200.xyz], right?"

Xuan Tianming shrugged, "What can he do? He is either dreaming or eating."

While speaking, the two had already walked to the gate of the main hall of Zhaohe Hall. The palace maid guarding outside the door saw Xuan Tianming and knelt down to salute. Xuan Tianming waved his hand and asked, "Are your father sleeping?"

Before the palace maid could answer, he heard Zhang Yuan shouting helplessly: "Master! You are out of tune again!"
Chapter completed!