mad wife

Chapter 335 Catch (2)
"Sheng Zhixian! How can you be so rebellious? Elder Gong is also your teacher!" Elder Zi, Taijun She and others who had been friends with Mr. Gong were even more furious. They were all loyal ministers of the older generation. When Sheng Zhixian and Sheng Fanyin grew up, they loved each other like their own grandchildren, but they never thought that Sheng Zhixian would become like this now!
"Huh? Don't you want to tell this princess that you can be a teacher for a day and be a father for life?" Sheng Zhixian seemed a little surprised, and the irony became more and more obvious, "It's ridiculous, a teacher for a day and a father for life? Does the princess care about it? If it weren't for you old men, Zhan Jingyuan wouldn't be in this trouble today!"

"Don't be bloody, you provoked all of this!" Zi Lao was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he rushed forward angrily while supporting Taijun She's unicorn crutch.

"Hey... Okay, okay, it's not a matter of more than ten years ago, let's consider it a recent matter. If it wasn't for the few congratulatory gifts from Xuyang Pavilion, you were scruples about that woman Ling Yuexing and turned her away. Would she leave? If it wasn't for you, Mr. Gong and Mr. Zi, who wanted to abolish Ling Yuexing from the name of imperial concubine because of every single word, Sheng Fanyin would not have died. The splendor of the Eastern Continent may have been created by Zhan Jingyuan , everything is your fault, I just added some oil and vinegar."

Sheng Zhixian's complexion changed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more treacherous and evil, "So, Zhan Jingyuan has become like this now, it's all the fault of your so-called loyalty!" If Ling Yuexingli hadn't left back then, that woman would never have Let Sheng Fanyin die, let alone let Zhan Jingyuan fall into such a situation, yes, it was all planned by her, but without their help, how could she achieve her goal?

"No, no!" Elder Zi yelled, they were wholeheartedly for Zhan Jingyuan, how could they endure Sheng Zhixian's death of Sheng Fanyin and Zhan Jingyuan's chaos on them.

"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense." Sheng Zhixian looked at the old minister over there with disdain, and looked at Yan Yumu with her sinister phoenix eyes, "Give me the imperial crown."

In Xuantian Continent, the emperor's crown is like a jade seal, and it is the key to Zhanjingyuan's secret room. With Sheng Sanskrit's trust in Yan Yumu, the emperor's crown is definitely in his hands!
"Impossible!" Yan Yumu said, and several people in the secret group immediately stepped forward to protect Yan Yumu behind him, and all the military officers also stepped forward one after another. The imperial crown is extremely important to a country. Doomed not to be supported by the people.

While the Golden Luan Hall was in chaos, outside the palace, a large number of troops surrounded the palace. The ten officers headed by them, who were riding super wildebeest, had black and gold rose marks printed on their gold and silver armor chests. The general who led a group of soldiers had facial features as sharp as a drawn sword, and a hideous scar from the corner of his eye to his jaw, but not only did not affect his handsomeness, but on the contrary showed a bit of vicissitudes and masculinity.

The difference is that this person is holding a white flat thing in his arms, and he seems to be watching something with great enthusiasm, which makes the frightened people around him bewildered for a while.

The people of Zhanjingyuan Imperial City don't know where these officers and soldiers came from, as if they appeared out of thin air, but it seems that this situation is not about a war, but more like a palace change, maybe the battle for the throne between Sheng Zhixian and Shengyu It's finally the final stage.They defended Zhan Jingyuan, but the affairs above the court were not their business, so they all packed up their things and felt that they would go home and close the door to hide, so as not to be harmed by innocent people.

And a certain "God General" holding a white book looked at the deserted street, the autumn wind was rustling...

Didn't it mean that the people of Zhanjingyuan are united like a rock?Why no one came to attack?He had already performed a heroic performance, and let Ling Yuexingli see how mighty he is. Last time when she asked her to help him get the sword he wanted, the woman said that he was not qualified, which made him furious!
... 囧死... Do you think it is very powerful to fight against the common people?
The orange-yellow sunlight approaching noon began to become extremely scorching, shining on the skin like being bitten by densely packed ants.

Yu Wuai leaned against Ling Yue Xingli's body bonelessly, looking at the Xiling army that surrounded the Zhanjingyuan Palace not far away, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Xiao Lili, when are we going in? The sun is huge."

"What's the rush, let's talk about it after they've had enough in the nest. Where are your hands touching? Stand up, you know the heat, why are you still so close?" Ling Yuexing slapped the mischievous hand that fell on her body, coldly He stared at him coldly.

"Xiao Lili is so ruthless!" Touching the red hand, Yu Wuai's perverted tone was a bit more helpless, but the next second he stretched out his hand again.

"Get lost!" Ling Yue Xingli slapped his hand away, and then turned it around in a 360-degree rotation on the delicate flesh of his waist.

"Hiss... good, so cool, uh huh huh huh huh..." Yu Wuai laughed even more pervertedly.

Ling Yue Xingli calmed down. She knew a long time ago that this perverted evildoer was hopeless. She raised her head to look at the sky, her white slender hands blocked the glare of the sun, while strands of golden color still leaked mischievously from between her fingers and danced on her beautiful face. Above, but nothing can melt the indifference on that exquisite and perfect face and the coldness in his eyes.

Yu Wu'ai looked at Ling Yue Xingli, a complex glint flashed in her evil peach eyes, she didn't say anything, she turned her head to imitate Ling Yue Xingli, raising her head and reaching out to look at the sun through her fingers.

The breeze blew the soft blue hair, and Lingyue Xingli's voice sounded, "Go." The tall and straight figure in black walked straight towards the palace gate.

Yu Wu'ai followed behind, watching the hair that had grown to the buttocks entangled with his hair, and then separated, leaving no trace of the intersection.

On the golden Golden Temple, all the officials were surrounded by black figures, bloodstained all over the floor and bodies that could not stand up, only those civil servants who were not fighting spirit were left to be ignored.

Sheng Yu clutched his aching chest, stared at Sheng Zhixian, stubbornly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, without any intention of giving in.

"There is a way to heaven, but you don't want to go, but you insist on entering hell, right? Huh?" Sheng Zhixian was irritated by the disapproving and increasingly disdainful eyes, and hideous veins appeared on his forehead. , looks very ugly.

(End of this chapter)