The spicy liquid slipped from the mouth into Nangong Ao's esophagus, and it was as hot and uncomfortable as the tip of a knife. I don't know if it was because the wine was too spicy, or because the eyes of the person in front of him were too vicious, which made Nangong Ao feel so uncomfortable.

Watching Nangong Ao swallow the wine, Nangong Ye was so angry that he gritted his teeth. The veins on his neck burst out, and the protruding veins criss-crossed and moved like a poisonous snake.

Suddenly there was a sound of "bang, bang, bang, bang". Nangong Ao looked in search of the sound, and Nangong Ye quickly reached out and took the wine flask.

"Is this a yin-yang pot?" Nangong Ye asked, holding the wine pot in his hand and looking at it.

Hearing Nangong Ye's suspicion, Nangong Ao laughed and said, "You can check it yourself."

Such a calm tone made Nangong Ye feel nervous. He immediately raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Ao. Looking at the smile on his face, Nangong Ye knew that he had guessed wrong.

Putting the jug on the table, Nangong Ye said seriously, "No matter what method you use, I will never drink this poisonous wine.

You can kill me openly, but not in such despicable ways.

If I die in such an unknown way today, then my subordinates will tell the secret of the throne to the world." Nangong Ye said as he threw the glass of poisonous wine in front of him on the ground.

Nangong Ao looked at the glass of poisonous wine that carried his trust and was all spilled on the ground. His heart trembled with pain. He felt unwilling to see that his hard-working plan failed like this.

Although Nangong Ao felt unwilling to do so, he could only suppress his unwillingness in his heart because of the leverage he had in Nangong Ye's hands. He raised a smile on his lips and said, "Don't worry, I am not such a ruthless person. Fourth Prince

If Nangong Feng and Eighth Prince Nangong Chen committed the crime of killing the Nine Clans, I would let them go. You are my biological brother, how could I kill you."

Listening to the affectionate words, Nangong Ye raised a disdainful smile on his lips and said, "It wasn't your original intention to let Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen go, right? You were unwilling to let them go, but because you had no chance of winning, so

I made a favor that went smoothly.

Nangong Feng is brave and foolhardy, acting recklessly and schemingly, so he doesn't know your intentions. However, the Eighth Prince Nangong Chen, although he is young, is deep-minded and acts as decisively and decisively as you, so he can naturally guess your intentions.

When there is no chance of winning, use people's hearts to buy people's hearts, and you have calculated that the Eighth Prince, who has no dispute with the court, is not willing to let the innocent soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty kill each other because of the struggle for power, so you staged a love drama.

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It won't work for me if you re-act such a drama today." Nangong Ye shook his head after saying this, indicating that Nangong Ao's family drama failed.

Seeing Nangong Ye expose his thoughts again, Nangong Ao's eyebrows were gloomy, and a firm killing intent flashed in his black eyes. He could not let such a person live in the world if he saw him so clearly.

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Nangong Ao was silent for a while, feeling that the time was almost up. He stood up, stretched out his hands to straighten the dragon robe on his body, and looked at Nangong Ye meaningfully.

Walking slowly towards the cell door, Nangong Ao's heart was heavy from the back. Looking at the bleak back, Nangong Ye also felt unspeakable pain in his heart.

"I have always regarded you as my brother..." Nangong Ye started to say, but he stopped before he finished speaking.

When Nangong Ao heard the moderate voice, his heart palpitated, but he didn't look back and kept walking forward.

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Ye's mouth was open and he couldn't make a sound. His body was limp and weak and he slowly collapsed to the ground. His body was curled up and struggling on the ground, and small moans came out of his mouth.

Lying on his side on the ground, Nangong Ye was struggling like a fish out of water on the beach. His heart hurt as if being pinched by an invisible big hand, his internal organs seemed to be gnawed by millions of ants, and drool drooled from the corners of his mouth.

, the painful body moved on the ground, spinning like a millstone.

Lying on the ground, Nangong Ye's heart tightened for a while, and he was suffocated. His face was gray, his black eyes that were full of energy just now were rolled up, his body was bent like a cooked shrimp, and he lay there stiffly.

Nangong Ye's threat did not make Nangong Ao stop, and even after struggling to the end, Nangong Ye still could not escape Nangong Ao's grasp.

Nangong Ye, who was full of energy just now, turned into a stiff corpse in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Ye walked outside the cell door and made a gesture to Zhang Fugui, who immediately nodded in agreement.

After Nangong Ao left, Zhang Fugui said immediately, "Listen to me. Don't let any news of what happened today come out. If anyone can't keep the mouth under his nose, he will lose his head on his neck."

He was light-hearted but his words were too harsh, and the veins on his skinny neck were sprouting wildly as he spoke, which made people even more horrified.

Several servants nodded in agreement after hearing this. These people are Zhang Fugui's confidants. Anyone who looks forward to him with him as their leader will naturally obey his words.

Zhang Fugui nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his sinister eyes to the two guards in the prison. Before the two men could react, he could only hear the sound of the sword being unsheathed, and Fengli's blade cutting through the air.

The sound was followed by two muffled sounds and the sound of blood gushing out, and the two guards died tragically and inexplicably.

Qian Baishun watched two living lives turn into incomplete corpses in the blink of an eye. He was so frightened that his legs became weak and his palms became sweaty. Before Zhang Fugui could speak, he said, "My dear father-in-law, I'm so blind."

, I didn’t see anything.” As he spoke, Qian Baishun took out an object from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Fugui.

Zhang Fugui smiled coldly and glanced at the object, thinking that these slaves are really good at making money. A small jailer from the Heavenly Prison actually has such a good mutton-fat jade bracelet.

He took the bracelet and stuffed it into his sleeve, "In this palace, it's better to be blind and deaf."

"Yes, that's what my father-in-law said." Qian Baishun was so frightened that he was tied up in knots as he spoke, his legs shaking non-stop.

Zhang Fugui leaned into Qian Baishun's ear and said, "If you dare to say even a word about what happened today, your fate will be much worse than theirs. We will kill all nine of your tribes."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I didn't see anything!" Qian Baishun begged with his hands bowed. If his legs hadn't been so frightened that he would have knelt down to beg for mercy.

After Zhang Fugui threatened Qian Baishun, he signaled his men to enter the cell, and Zhang Fugui also walked in.

Seeing that the third prince, who was once majestic, civil and military, and resourceful, died like this, Zhang Fugui couldn't help but sigh.

After seeing the crime scene forged by the slaves, Zhang Fugui left with several slaves.

Funing Palace.

The Empress Dowager was still thinking sadly about how to rescue her youngest son Nangong Ye. At this time, she had no idea that her son had already passed away.

After Xiao Quanzi, the eunuch beside the Empress Dowager, received the news, he did not dare to delay for a moment and reported the news to the Empress Dowager.

"Queen Mother, the third prince committed suicide in the sky prison." Xiao Quanzi said.

"What?" the Queen Mother asked with wide eyes.

"There is news from the Tianlao that the third prince committed suicide." Xiao Quanzi repeated it bravely.

After hearing the news, the Empress Dowager was so sad that she almost fainted. Xiao Quanzi supported her, and she insisted on going to the prison.

When the Empress Dowager arrived at the Tianyao, she saw Nangong Ye hanging on an execution rack in the Tianyao, with his mouth open and eyes rolling outwards. The Empress Dowager only took one look at that tragic scene and never dared to look at it again.

Eye-catching.

The Empress Dowager burst into tears and cursed, "Unfilial son, this unfilial son..."

"Queen Mother, these are the last words of the Third Prince." Xiao Quanzi handed the handwriting of the Third Prince to the Queen Mother.

The Empress Dowager took it and read the content above, feeling a burst of sadness again. The general meaning of the above was that Cao Yan's death made him feel disheartened by this worldly matter and had no love in life.

"Evil obstacle, evil obstacle, such evil obstacle that death is not a pity." The Empress Dowager pointed at the hanging man in front of her and cursed.

She never expected that Nangong Ye would really die for Cao Yan. Although she had known for a long time that Nangong Ye had a deep love for Cao Yan, she really didn't expect that Nangong Ye loved her so deeply.

"Third brother!" When the Empress Dowager was in deep grief, a loud scream sounded outside the cell door.

"Third brother!" Nangong Ao burst into tears.

Nangong Ye was laid flat on the ground, and Nangong Ao sat next to him and cried bitterly.

The empress dowager also cried heartbrokenly. It was not until the empress was exhausted and almost fainted from crying that Nangong Ao ordered his servants to send her back.

The Empress Dowager was lying on the bed, and Nangong Ao was sitting on the edge, holding a spoon and feeding the Empress Dowager water himself.

After a few sips, the Empress Dowager refused and brought the tea bowl over. Nangong Ao looked at the Empress Dowager and said, "Mother, I blame myself for the death of my third brother, and I am also very sad."

The Queen Mother listened and stared at him with her sad eyes and said, "Isn't this just what you want?"

Listening to the Empress Dowager's dissatisfaction, Nangong Ao sighed softly, "Mother, you should blame the son, but the son is as heartbroken as the mother.

I will give my third brother a good burial." Nangong Ao said.

After hearing Nangong Ao's words about giving Nangong Ye a grand burial, the queen said, "Be frugal in everything and bury him quietly next to your father!"

"This is inappropriate!" Nangong Ao said.

"Isn't it appropriate?" The Empress Dowager's voice was stern, and she looked at Nangong Ye with raised eyebrows, "You have only been on the throne for a few days. First, Cao Yan died, and now the third prince died. What good will it do to you if these news are spread?

, let the courtiers speculate, make the people uneasy, and put the Northern Tang Kingdom into civil war?"

"Yes." Nangong Ao responded. Regarding Nangong Ye's death, he certainly felt that the lower profile the better. He just said that he would have a grand burial, which was just a show. Now that the Queen said so, he was naturally willing to do so.
Chapter completed!