Although the streets of Beijing are bustling and crowded, who dares not give way to the carriages of the Beijing Palace?

Through the most prosperous streets, the carriage was smooth all the way, running fast and steadily, as if driving on the empty road. However, after a meal, the carriage stopped steadily outside the gate of Beijing Prince's Mansion.

After getting off the carriage and staring at the noble gatehouse of the royal palace, Jia Cong suddenly felt familiar but extremely unfamiliar.

The first time I came to the palace, Jia Mu brought him. I still remember that he was so excited that he was trembling all over. But today I stood in front of the palace again, for some reason I felt that the palace was just like this, slightly dilapidated and a little gloomy, and I didn’t even have the desire to open the door to see the truth.

Just like when he first met King Beijing, he thought that this person was very good, he was a person with a temperament and was honest with others. But after knowing each other for so long, he knew more and more and more that he could not see through his character.

He was standing in front of the gate in a daze, and suddenly the gate of the royal palace opened, but it turned out that King Beijing came out to greet him in person.

Still smiling as usual, still handsome and elegant as usual, Jia Cong felt a little disgusted with him for no reason.

If you really want to compete with others for the world, it would be better to be like the prince of the Eastern Palace and be more blatant, at least like a man. What does it look like to dodge like this?

Thinking of this in his heart, Jia Cong's smile was not in his eyes. He was afraid that King Beijing would see the clues. After a look, he flashed his eyes aside. However, he saw a man standing with a smile behind King Beijing, who was also extremely handsome and heroic.

Prince?!

Jia Cong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he deeply regretted that he shouldn't have come to the appointment.

Do these two people dare to mingle like this now?

Jia Cong was immediately nervous, his heart beat faster, and he looked at the prince unable to speak.

"Hahaha, good brother, I will introduce a good friend to my brother today." King Beijing did not seem to see the surprise and hesitation in Jia Cong's eyes, and hugged him and walked in.

The door behind him slowly closed, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on Jia Cong.

What exactly does King Beijing mean and what exactly does he want to do?

Jia Cong suddenly regretted that he really shouldn't have met these dangerous people. They all looked gentle and polite, but who was not the one who could eat people and not spit out bones?

"Brother, this is the prince of Dongcheng, and he is my most friendship in my life. You brothers are close to each other."

King Beijing seemed to be completely despised by Jia Cong's displeasure, patted his shoulder and introduced the prince in front of him.

"Crown Prince?" Jia Cong immediately turned cold and frowned and said, "Why don't I know there is a prince in the world? It seems that the emperor has not yet established a prince, so where did the prince come from?"

"Hmm?" King Beijing's face froze when he heard this, and his smile froze.

"What did you say?" The prince of the East Palace suddenly looked dark when he heard this, and he stared at Jia Cong and asked.

"Poor, isn't your ears very good at a young age?" Jia Cong also replied with a dark face: "The emperor is in full swing in spring and autumn, and I don't know where the prince comes from!"

After saying that, Jia Cong turned around and left.

I can't tell why, today he was covered in cold hair and felt uneasy as soon as he stepped into the Beijing Palace.

The Beijing Palace was full of conspiracies and traps everywhere, and he didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Prince, I have something to do. Let's see you next day."

He frowned and explained, turning around and leaving.

"What did you say just now?"

As soon as Jia Cong turned around, he felt a slight pain on his neck. The cold and frosty spirit penetrated into his bone marrow in an instant, causing people to feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

"You dare to say what you just said again?"

The prince's cold words came from behind him. Perhaps because he was too angry, the prince's voice seemed to be as rude as usual (9 something strange).

Facing life and death, Jia Cong was so nervous that he couldn't help but tremble slightly. He couldn't help but clench his fists and bit his teeth.

He slowly turned around and found that the prince was holding an extremely sharp sword in his hand, with the sharp edge of the sword pressing directly between his throat. As he turned around, a thin circle of scars had been left between his neck, and extremely fine blood beads oozed out instantly.

He had seen this kid three times in total. The first time was with Miaoyu in Donghuang City, the second time was in Rosewood Castle, the third time was in front of him, and the third time was in Beijing Palace. Perhaps the two were born to be in trouble, and every time he met, he was at strife and life and death were at stake.

"Hmph!" Jia Cong snorted coldly and stared at the prince: "What are you? You dare to call yourself the prince? Why are you worthy? The crow wants to be a phoenix, you are really disgusting!"

Jia Cong was so disgusted with the person in front of him that he couldn't help but curse.

"you……"

The prince was actually a little panicked and completely lost his previous arrogance and ruthlessness.

"Who do you say...who is not worthy...you dare to scold people...you...you are seeking death..."

The prince was obviously a little angry, looking at his busyness and feeling embarrassed. In a panic, he shook his hands and sent his sword forward. The tip of the sword instantly pierced the skin between Jia Cong's neck and pressed against his throat. A thin stream of blood slowly flowed out.

Jia Cong was furious and was about to curse, but King Beijing came to the two of them with a smile on his face and advised with a smile: "What are you two doing? We are good brothers. If you have any questions, let's sit down and talk about it. Isn't it hurt our brothers' harmony when we meet?"

After hearing what he said, Jia Cong was so angry that he trembled all over and wanted to slap him first:

What do you mean by King Beijing? Isn’t this intentional sensation for yourself? One of you two is a slander and the other is a singular person, and you are playing with me as a fool?

The more he thought about it, he became more angry. He stared at King Beijing with a squint eyes and asked coldly: "King Beijing, I treat you as my brother, so why don't you give me this?"

Seeing Jia Cong furious, King Beijing hurriedly smiled and advised, "Good brother, don't blame me, I have a good intention, but seeing that you two are both dragons and phoenixes and phoenixes in the world, they are all rare heroes in the world. If you don't make friends, it would be a bit regretful. Then I sincerely recommend it. I really have no other intentions. Brother, don't misunderstand your brother..."

He persuaded Jia Cong and turned his head to persuade the prince again. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Jia Cong opened his mouth and spitted the prince's face and cursed: "Bao, King Beijing, don't disgust me. Although I, Jia Cong, are not a hero, at least, are a frank and honest man. What is he? He is just taking advantage of my previous glory and self-esteem and arrogant, and he dares to call himself a prince! It's really ridiculous, it's just a rat who came to the stage and claimed to be self-praise! You have the nerve to say that he is a dragon and phoenix? Oh, he is at best a caterpillar, and even a mouse is raising him up!"

For some reason, Jia Cong came to Beijing Palace this time. Since he entered the door, he felt strange and felt indescribable. Then he was threatened by the prince with a sword. He had already been full of anger. It was not until he cursed him.

As for life and death, he doesn't care about it now. He can't die of cowardice first.
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