The latter looked at Mr. Tong and smiled faintly. At this moment, Jiang Zebei looked at Mr. Tong and looked at Mr. Tong with a smile, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mr. Tong suddenly laughed.

His vicious eyes stared at Han Liqing who was walking in, "Fourth Prince, I didn't expect that you would be the final winner in the end, but do you think you can really sit on the dragon throne safely?

The Jiang family is ambition. You will be a puppet of the Jiang family. Don’t forget why Wu'an Hou destroyed the family more than ten years ago. How can he allow others to snore on the bed?"

When the fourth prince heard what Mr. Tong said, his cold and handsome face was silent. His eyes passed over Mr. Tong and placed on the eldest prince tied up by secret guards.

"Brother of the Great Emperor."

The latter was very embarrassed because his chin was removed and saliva was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at the fourth prince Han Liqing with fierce eyes, and the anger in his eyes was about to burn people.

At this moment, the fourth prince curled up the corners of his lips, and his cold face became a little more humane because of this smile.

Unfortunately, this smile is cold and ruthless.

He looked at the eldest prince's gaze as if he was looking at a dead person.

Over the years, he has never seen Han Shian be so embarrassed.

The other party will always be superior and will never be arrogant.

Even when Han Shian personally told him the cause of his mother's death and the process of being bullied by him, the other party looked like a gift.

Now that the feng shui is changing, Han Shi'an has finally been stepped into the dust.

Jiang Zebei leaned leaning on the seat. Although he sat in a lazy and casual manner, his innate noble aura cannot be ignored.

He raised his eyes and narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, swept towards Mr. Tong, the queen, and the eldest prince, and finally his eyes fell on the fourth prince Han Liqing.

This was the first time he had seen the Fourth Prince himself. The other party was full of nobleness, but it gave people a feeling that it was too cold, as if it was like ice.

This is something innate, like natural ice.

Mr. Tong was full of calculating eyes, staring at the fourth prince Han Liqing.

He now knows that the situation is hopeless, but fortunately, he still has a backup plan. There are still tens of thousands of private soldiers outside the suburbs of Beijing. As long as he finds a good opportunity, he is not afraid of not having the opportunity to escape from the capital.

But he was unwilling to escape like this.

He stared at Han Liqing and made a sound again, his voice cold and weird.

"Han Liqing, how long do you think you can live? The tragedy of the Jiang family in Wu'an Hou, hundreds of people were massacred. It was the cause of your royal family. The brave general is a descendant of the Jiang family and the legitimate son of Wu'an Hou. How could he easily put the dragon throne and let you sit firmly? You will die sooner or later, you will be his puppet!"

Mr. Tong’s words were sow discord, which was too obvious.

Han Liqing's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at Mr. Tong. He kept looking at the eldest prince Han Shi'an and Queen Tong with cold eyes.

"Take people down."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zebei spoke again.

The secret guards moved quickly, suppressing Mr. Tong, Queen Tong, and the eldest prince Han Shi'an.

Han Liqing watched them leave, narrowed his eyes, and the murderous aura in his eyes was reckless.

"The eldest prince will leave it to you."

A low and indifferent voice sounded behind him.

Han Liqing turned his head and looked at the handsome and reserved man sitting on the bedside seat.

This man was the legitimate son of Wu'an Hou. He stirred up the capital and pulled the Tong family off. He looked much younger than him.

Jiang Zebei met Han Li's cold gaze, his eyes were filled with smiles and the corners of his lips were slightly bent.
Chapter completed!