Villain: We agreed to cancel the engagement, what are you regretting?

Murong Wanqing was stunned by what she said, then she came back to her senses, her pretty face was so gloomy that it was about to burst into water.

She didn't expect Wang Xuan to be so eloquent, and he said that he originally planned to spare Lin An's life.

How shameless!

If she hadn't taken action, Lin An would have died long ago!

However, she couldn't verify the truth of Wang Xuan's words, so she could only suffer in silence.

This was secondary.

What made her most angry was Wang Xuan's attitude.

He dared to contradict her again and again.

She is the emperor's eunuch, and all the big and small matters in Daqian have to go through her hands.

Everyone inside and outside the court has to respectfully call her"Qing Xiang".

Not to mention that you are the prince of Zhenbei, even if the King of Zhenbei is in person, he has to treat her with courtesy.

So why do you dare to contradict me!

Murong Wanqing snorted coldly:

"This is absurd. I represent His Majesty. If you contradict me, you are contradicting His Majesty. Are you planning to rebel in the Zhenbei Palace?"

When these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Murong Wanqing accused the Zhenbei Palace of rebellion. This was a fight to the death!

Wang Xuan saw that Murong Wanqing had torn her face, so he no longer maintained his face:

"Calling you Qing Xiang is a sign of respect for His Majesty. Who do you think you are? Can you represent His Majesty?"

"You are the descendant of a criminal. If it weren't for the grace of His Majesty, you would be nothing more than a slave."

"You actually tried to pin the blame of rebellion on my Zhenbei Palace."

"Do you really think that my Zhenbei Palace is a soft persimmon that you can bully at will?"

"This prince tells you that you are not qualified at all!"

Murong Wanqing's gloomy face flushed red in an instant.

Identity has always been her Achilles' heel, the past that she could not bear to look back on.

Since she became the"Prince Qing", no one dared to mention her identity.

Because it was an insult to her!

Damn Wang Xuan!

How dare he!!!

At this moment, anger devoured Murong Wanqing's reason.

Only Wang Xuan was left in her eyes.

In an instant, she slapped out in anger.

What a bullshit Prince of Zhenbei, you dare to insult me like this, let me show you how I will teach you a lesson!

Wang Xuan opened his mouth with a horrified expression, motionless as if he was scared silly.

Seeing this, Murong Wanqing felt indescribably happy.

Afraid now?

It's too late!

But When Murong Wanqing's palm was about to fall on Wang Xuan, she noticed something was wrong.

Why didn't the black-robed master who intercepted her just now make a move?

Looking closely at Wang Xuan's expression, the corners of his mouth actually slightly raised. What was he laughing at when he was about to die?

Why did he take half a step forward? Did he think he was not dying fast enough?

No!

This is a trap!

Murong Wanqing felt creepy instantly and quickly retreated to avoid it.

Swish swish swish!!!

Just as she retreated, a series of air-breaking sounds were heard.

The floor where she was just now was densely packed with hundreds of arrows with a cold and dim light.

If she walked a step slower, she would be pierced like a hedgehog.

There was a commotion in the stands.

Many people were frightened and hid at the bottom of the stands.

At some point, hundreds of people appeared around the stands.

They were wearing black armor, with swords on their waists and powerful crossbows in their hands.

There was a strong man with a golden mask leading each of the four sides, exuding the power of a master.

Everyone was trembling.

The arrows shot into the field were shot by them.

At this time, on the ruins of the training ground.

Murong Wanqing was shocked and frightened. She almost died.

But Wang Xuan had a look of regret on his face. He almost killed her.

This was a trap he set.

The days of being a slave were Murong Wanqing's eternal pain.

Wang Xuan was so... He intended to hurt her, make her lose her mind, and then attack him.

In this way, he could kill her with the help of the Black Dragon Guards.

He was fighting back in self-defense.

Even the empress would not be able to blame him then.

Unfortunately, she escaped in the end.

Wang Xuan looked at Murong Wanqing. He was thinking whether he should pretend to be injured and let the Black Dragon Guards kill her on the spot?

It still didn't work. There were too many people here. It would be troublesome to leave evidence. He couldn't kill everyone.

He was a villain, not a psychopath.

There was no need to make everyone the opposite of himself.

There is a saying that goes, make fewer enemies and more friends.

""Enemy attack!" Minister of War Liu Qu shouted in panic, and was about to mobilize soldiers to fight back.

Wang Xuan immediately shouted:"Lord Liu, wait a minute!"

"It's not an enemy attack, these people are guards protecting this prince."

Everyone was shocked.

These are Wang Xuan's guards?

From what we saw just now, the strength of these hundreds of people is enough to kill everyone present without a single one left!

I didn't expect that the Zhenbei Palace has such a strong force hidden in Luodu!

Lord Liu remembered that the Zhenbei Palace has a guard called Xuanlong Guard, which is specially used to protect Wang Xuan.

There is a report in a secret file of the Ministry of War.

He was relieved immediately:

"Your Highness, it's just a competition, why bother mobilizing so many troops? Why not let them....."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by an angry voice:

"Wang Xuan! How dare you plot against me!"

Murong Wanqing frowned, her eyes full of anger.

To be able to be a prime minister, she is naturally not stupid.

When she came to her senses, she immediately realized that Wang Xuan had deliberately set up a trap to kill her, and she was immediately furious.

Liu Qu was already sweating profusely.

Auntie, don't be impulsive!

Now the situation is stronger than people, you have to be timid!

What if the prince of Zhenbei goes crazy and kills you? It doesn't matter if you die, but don't implicate us!

But Murong Wanqing couldn't hear his voice at all, and kept scolding:

"There are over a hundred guards and all kinds of prohibited weapons. Most importantly, you actually tried to kill me!"

"Your Zhenbei Palace is planning a rebellion!"

"Tomorrow, the Japanese Prime Minister will report to the emperor and execute all your clans!"

Wang Xuan stared at Murong Wanqing coldly.

"You want to kill all nine clans of my Zhenbei Palace, are you sure?"

"Yes, I said, you can wait for death in the Zhenbei Palace!"

Murong Wanqing was very proud.

His Majesty has been looking for reasons to reduce the power of the vassal states recently. Now that she has caught the Zhenbei Palace with a handle, she still can't fulfill her wish?

At that time, she must do it herself and make Wang Xuan live a life worse than death, so as to relieve her hatred.

Wang Xuan was so angry that he laughed and said to Liu Qu:

"Sir Liu, tell me, is this prince rebelling? Do I need to execute all my clan members?"

Liu Qu was sweating profusely, and he quickly smiled and said:

"Your Highness, you are joking. The Xuanlong Guard has long been registered with our Ministry of War, and the weapons they are equipped with have also been approved by His Majesty. How could it be a rebellion?"

""The idea of killing nine clans is just a joke by Prime Minister Qing who doesn't know the situation. Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

Murong Wanqing was surprised:"Is this allowed by the emperor? How is it possible?"

Liu Qu nodded with a wry smile.

She knew that the Minister of War would not joke about this matter, and because of this, she couldn't believe it.

No one knew the empress better than her.

How could she allow such a powerful and unstable force to exist in Luodu?

Even the empress's favorite son, the Prince of Huai'an, had no more than a hundred guards in his mansion, and at most some swords.

Crossbows, such powerful weapons, are absolutely impossible to allow.

But the Zhenbei Palace can actually allow it.

Why?

Murong Wanqing was puzzled.

This is not a handle at all, but a supreme honor.

Just because he is the son of the Zhenbei King?

A playboy who eats and waits for death and has no knowledge?

"Why do you deserve this honor?"

Murong Wanqing growled unwillingly.

"Honor?"

"Why?"

Wang Xuan looked at her helpless rage, his eyes fixed:

"Then let me tell you......."

"Why?"