The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 472
"Crown Princess?" Ziyin sneered, and cast a sideways glance at Liu Yanxin, "You are not worthy."

As the words fell, Liu Yan was slightly stunned, as if a cold knife had been cut through her heart, she sat on the ground and said coldly, "Brother Yin, why is Yan Xin not worthy? Yan Xin is the daughter of the prime minister. Can't go to brother?"

"Brother, the internal injury has not yet healed. In the whole Nanfeng Kingdom, only Yanxin has the medicine to treat the internal injury. My brother will ascend the throne in the future. With Yanxin's ability, my brother's ascension to the throne is just around the corner."

Liu Yan's heart paused, she sniffed, slowly raised her hazy eyes, looked at Zi Yin standing in front of her, and said, "Brother Yin, why is Yan Xin not worthy to be a princess? The unworthy one should be Shen Qiaoyan! She is nothing! She has no status, and she can't help His Highness anything..."

"Isn't she pregnant with brother Yin's flesh and blood? Why can't brother let her go?! Shen Qiaoyan is a cheap woman. She once had three thousand beautiful men, and her brother is just her playmate!"

"Snapped!"

There was a shock in the air.

Liu Yanxin covered one side of her hot face, his pupils dilated, and looked at Ziyin in disbelief, "You hit me?"

Ziyin's complexion was not good, his thin lips reprimanded in a cold voice, "Get out."

"Hmph," Liu Yanxin snorted lightly.

Then, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, and she sneered, "Brother Yin, you beat me because of that bitch? I'm a childhood sweetheart who grew up with you!"

Ziyin didn't pay attention to it, and said in a cold voice, "Get out!"

Liu Yan sniffed in her heart, her eyes were filled with resentment and resentment, she made up her mind secretly in her heart, she swore that she would not make Shen Qiaoyan feel better.

For a moment, the hall was silent.

Liu Yanxin stood up from the ground with a gloomy expression, then turned around and ran out of the hall.

The hall returned to its usual tranquility.

Ziyin clenched his hands into fists and took a long breath from his nostrils, but not long after, his pale complexion became paler and weaker again. He propped up the table with one hand and covered his chest with the other.

"Wind disease!" Ziyin cried out with difficulty, enduring the pain in his body.

In the huge main hall, amidst the flickering lights, a black suit appeared. He knelt on one knee, lowered his head and said coldly, "Your Highness."

Ziyin frowned, his face was frightening, a few words came out of his lips with difficulty, "Where's Bai Xiao?"

Feng Ji heard the words, his complexion darkened, "Your Highness, there is no news..."

"Have you found the medicine for treating internal injuries in Nanfeng Kingdom?" Ziyin asked again, the discomfort in his body made him unable to hold on any longer.

The words fell, and the surroundings were quiet.

Feng Ji's eyelids drooped, and he said helplessly, "Your Highness, the medicines for treating internal injuries... were purchased by people from Heart Eater Palace and the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now my subordinates only found some herbs in the suburbs of Nanfeng Country that can temporarily relieve His Highness's condition ..."

Ziyin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Your Highness, now Heart Eater Palace is colluding with the old prime minister, anyone with a discerning eye can see that they must be doing this to coerce His Highness to be their puppet!" Feng Ji said coldly.

Ziyin clenched his hands into fists, his tone was cold but forceful, "This king knows."

"Then what is His Highness planning?" Feng Ji frowned.

Ziyin closed his eyes and remained silent.

In the huge main hall, there was a sudden silence, and a black thread could be heard falling on the ground.

Feng Ji raised his eyes to see His Highness's pale complexion, and never let go of his frown.

"Don't scare the snakes first," Ziyin said coldly, "Fengji, hurry up and bring the herbs you found to me."

Feng Ji hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, "Yes, Your Highness."

After all, Feng Ji disappeared like a shadow.

(End of this chapter)