Rong Jin leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the old man who was gradually falling asleep on the bed. He snorted in his heart: Are you really not afraid of death? He even dared to fall asleep while sitting here. Soon, his mind turned to the outside of the palace again. The old man wanted to play, so he would play with him. Qingqing was enough for the things outside.

In the study room of the King Xun Mansion, Rong Zhang's face gradually became heavier as he listened to his subordinates' reports, "I understand, let's go down."

Wei Wuji sat aside and couldn't help but frown, "Enjoyed Father, Your Majesty has been holding King Yu in the palace for two days... Why would Wuji enter the palace and go to the palace to find out?"

Rong Zhang shook his head and frowned and said, "The palace must be on high alert now. What's the movement of Gu Liuyun, who is from Prince Yu's Mansion?"

Wei Wuji shook his head and said, "No, Gu Liuyun still went to Fengtian Prefecture's office every day as usual."

Rong Zhang pondered for a moment and said, "Then... Jin'er should not be in danger yet. We have more important things to do. Father... He can't hold on for a few days."

Wei Wuji was silent. The Western Yue Emperor was a mountain that was overwhelming over the heads of all the powerful people in the capital. Such a person suddenly died, which always made people feel a bit ridiculous and nothingness.

"How are you preparing?" Rong Zhang asked.

Wei Wuji whispered: "Everything is ready, but it seems that the princes and princes' mansions..." Rong Zhang sneered: "Whoever is qualified wants to fight hard? Wuji, when it comes to that time, you can try to restrain Nangong Jue."

The Western Yue Emperor attached great importance to military power. Inside and outside the imperial city, only Nangong Jue had the ability to mobilize military power with his prestige. As long as Nangong Jue could not move, there was nothing to say about Prince Zhuang's Mansion.

"Yes, Wuji understands." Wei Wuji nodded, and there was a bit of a desire to try in his calm eyes. For a long time, because he wanted to hide his identity and martial arts, the only top master Wei Wuji had really fought was Rong Jin. Of course, he would not miss it if he had the opportunity to fight Nangong Jue.

Rong Zhang breathed slowly, staring at the pale face of Zhuhuo in front of him with a faint smile, "I have a premonition, it's been these two days... Father, don't let your son down..."

"Report to the prince, Your Majesty has an order to ask the prince to come to the palace immediately." The general manager of the Prince Xun's Mansion outside the door hurried and reported respectfully.

Rong Zhang raised his eyes and said, "I understand, are there any other princes?"

General Manager: "Your Majesty has issued an order to recruit all princes into the palace."

"Very good. Go, I will enter the palace immediately." Rong Zhang stood up and looked at Wei Wuji and said, "Wuji, it's just tonight, go do business."

"Wuji obeys the order. The adoptive father... take care of him." Wei Wuji said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Rong Zhang nodded lightly, looked in the direction of the palace, and sighed softly: "It's time to end it."

In the palace, outside the Qinghe Hall, the extremely noble princes and grandchildren, who were once extremely noble outside the Qinghe Hall, knelt on the ground. Although it was already spring in March, the night was as cold as water.

When Rong Zhang arrived, he saw the brothers and nephews kneeling all over the ground. Everyone lowered their eyes, as if they were respectful and sad. In fact, everyone was thinking about their own calculations in their hearts. Rong Zhang smiled sarcastically and walked over and knelt beside Rong Yan.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty, you will go in." Before he could kneel down, Jiang Bin hurried over and said respectfully.

Amid the complex gaze of everyone, Rong Zhang smiled faintly and said, "Eunuch Jiang, Father..."

Jiang Bin whispered respectfully: "Your Majesty, please come in quickly, Your Majesty, go quickly, don't let Your Majesty wait for a long time."

Rong Zhang nodded and said, "In this way, my father-in-law is leading the way."

"Please, Your Highness."

Rong Zhang followed Jiang Bin and calmly walked towards the closed gate of Qinghe Hall under the crowd's eye.

"Second brother, what does this mean in the matter of father? I left the ninth brother in the palace for several days before, but now I have left so many of our princes outside, and I have just recruited Rong Zhang in! Could it be that the father wants to... "The eighth prince with a somewhat impatient temper looked at Rong Xuan and said. If the father wanted to summon the prince alone, even in terms of age, it should be Rong Xuan. What is the third brother who has been sick all year round?

The princes who were almost the same age were aware of the incident twenty years ago. Therefore, these princes subconsciously looked down on Rong Zhang. At this time, they naturally felt even more ashamed of Rong Zhang entering the Qinghe Palace before them. You must know that entering the Qinghe Palace first at this time, and clearing the situation inside means more certainty and opportunities.

There was no trace of blood on Rong Xuan's thin face, and his originally strong body became weak as if he was weak. He looked more like an old disease than Rong Zhang who coughed from time to time. The poison in the Medicine King Valley was indeed well-known. If it weren't for the current situation of the Western Yue Emperor, Rong Xuan shouldn't have gone out, but continued to lie on the bed and rest.

He glanced at the Eighth Prince indifferently, and Rong Xuan said indifferently: "The Father has his own plans. As sons, we only need to follow the order. Eighth Brother, please be careful not to be impatient."

Rong Xuan knew very well that the poison this time was not only destroyed by his body, but also his hope of dominating the world. All the imperial doctors in the palace and all the famous doctors in the capital had ambitions to indicate that His Highness Zhuang's body had been completely destroyed, and how much life can be depends on God's meaning. In this case, he could ascend the throne again.

Thinking of this, Rong Xuan's indifferent eyes also had a more evil spirit. He glanced at Rong Yan who was kneeling beside him. Although Rong Yan was stripped of the position of prince and his subordinates suffered heavy losses, he did not have any chance of his foundation. However, if he was allowed to board the plane smoothly, the people in Prince Zhuang's Mansion would not have to live.

"Second brother..." Rong Yan knelt near Rong Xuan. How could he not feel the evil spirit in Rong Xuan's eyes? He couldn't help but curse Murong Yu for not being able to do anything. Although it was considered to have ruined Rong Xuan, he formed a mortal enemy for him. If Rong Xuan and the Nangong family made trouble, the matter would be really difficult.
Chapter completed!