This palace is not your concubine: don't be mad, Your Majesty

Chapter 80 Ximen Yi's Madness 5
"It's impossible for Dongfang Haotian, someone who doesn't even want to be the emperor, can't possibly have the ambition to start a war."

Recalling Dongfang Haotian's gentleness, Majesty nodded her head affirmatively. If Dongfang Shengrui was the emperor, then she felt that it was possible, but Dongfang Haotian, it was impossible.

"What about Ximen Yi? He is very arrogant."

Feng Ziming's dark eyes looked a little scary, and he didn't know if he was jealous or felt wronged.

"Because of his arrogance, he doesn't even know it, or he disdains it."

Maggie said firmly.

"You are the leader Ximen Yi. No matter how arrogant he is, he still has no ability to challenge the Three Kingdoms at once, so that's why he used this trick."

Feng Ziming growled angrily.

"Well, even if you say he has ambitions, there is no need for him to let out the rumor that he is going to attack the Golden Dragon Dynasty. He can say that you are going to attack the Golden Dragon Dynasty, or that the Golden Dragon Dynasty is going to attack the Wind Demon Country, or the White Tiger Country, whatever you want. two countries."

Majesty looked at Feng Ziming who was insane, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, Feng Ziming's performance was too intense.

This is just speculation.

"This is his insidiousness, because with the Chiyan Kingdom, others will not doubt it, just like you now."

Feng Ziming pointed at Majestic and said.

"Well, whatever you say, anyway, I will investigate clearly."

Majestic stood up, not intending to argue with Feng Ziming anymore, time will tell who is right and who is wrong.

This conspiracy was not planned in a day or two. She didn't think the people behind the scenes had such patience and could wait another ten or eight years.

"Where are you going?"

Feng Ziming stopped Majesty from asking impatiently.

"Go back to your room and sleep, you should go to bed early, we will head to the capital early tomorrow morning."

Majesty shook Feng Ziming's shoulder, he is too abnormal today, maybe he is worried about tomorrow, she hopes he can sleep well.

"Then go to sleep, we will set off tomorrow morning."

Feng Ziming looked at the slender hand on his arm, and his voice softened.

"OK, good night."

Majesty nodded. Although she knew a lot, she still didn't have much confidence in tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)