Chapter five hundred and eighty-eighth(1/2)
Concubine Li flew up and landed on the phoenix chariot.
There was another knowing smile on her face.
After more than ten years of hoeing, the harvest is finally here.
This light rain is just right.
The mountains full of peach blossoms are just right.
This day is April 21, the 24th year of Zhaohua!
This day is also very good.
It will definitely be recorded in the history of Ningguo!
After today... Ningguo is still the same Ningguo, but the era name will be rewritten.
She dislikes the reign name Zhaohua very much!
In terms of family background, the Yan State Duke's Mansion is no worse than the Shangchehou Mansion, let alone the Huai State Duke's Mansion!
In terms of knowledge, appearance, and character, I'm afraid I'm still above those two damn queens!
Why did they become queens while she was always a noble concubine?!
Why can they ride this phoenix chariot?
But he can only hoe the ground in the back garden of Baihua Palace?
This game of chess had its ups and downs and finally came to an end.
Emperor Zhaohua died.
Changsun Jinghong died.
Fan Taohua also died.
Now that these people are dead, who else can threaten me again?
Xi Wei?
He is just a dying old man who dares not meet people. In the face of absolute strength, even if Xi Wei can still struggle, how many waves can he stir up?
Wen Boiyu or Nian Chengfeng?
If they can be used by this palace, they will be rare talents.
If they have disobedient intentions... why not kill them?
Next, it's that scoundrel who deserves to die.
And Li Chenan!
Among the Ning royal family, only his son Ning Zhiyuan is left!
When his son ascends the throne as emperor, he will become the empress dowager of Ning State!
The smile on her face grew stronger, and she looked at Li Chenan from a distance.
She seemed to see a dead person!
His daughter Ning Shuyu hated him so much that he even occupied the plum garden that should have belonged to his daughter... He deserved to die!
A small tavern owner in Guangling City became the regent of Ning State with just a few poems!
If a young man gets his ambition and gets a windfall, he may be happy for a while, but he will end up with nothing!
After all, it is a tree without roots and a tree without roots.
Even if he has the reputation of being a poet, so what?
He did have some arrangements in Xishan, but these arrangements only resulted in the death of a few more people!
If something goes wrong here, we should clean up Zhongli Mansion!
Although the old woman Fan Taohua secretly raised 50,000 elite soldiers in Shuzhou, at this moment, those so-called elite soldiers are probably facing the attack of the Uighur army and the flanking attacks of the Tusi tribe.
They have no time to care about this place.
They... will all die at Shengu Pass!
The plan is perfect.
It is more pleasant to leave these last sons with your own hands and see them die in front of you than to hoe in the back garden.
In the distance, Yan Jidao's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley.
He didn't expect that his own sister would do such crazy things for the sake of imperial power!
He also knew the purpose of Xi Wei asking him to come here——
Definitely come and see!
See more clearly!
Know the final direction of this game of chess.
Then, make his choice!
Yan Jidao soon had a choice.
Not to kill his sister, Concubine Li!
But to intercept the Red Flame Army!
He didn't wait to see the end result here.
He squinted at the strange sister on the chariot, turned around, stretched out his figure, and disappeared into the misty rain.
There are many masters flying down the mountain towards the mountain.
Yan Jidao still didn't kill anyone.
He couldn't waste any time.
Because this time Ning Guo really faced an unprecedented danger.
Mei Fangxi closed her eyes.
The woman on the phoenix chariot was once his disciple!
The indifference that this originally extremely intelligent disciple showed after entering the palace turned out to be all for this moment!
She is so terrible!
If she supports her son to become emperor, what will happen to Ningguo?
He couldn't imagine it.
He looked left and right, hoping that Hua Man Ting would appear.
However, where is the shadow of the flower garden?
How could that old guy be so relieved?
Where did he go?
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Thousands of martial arts masters flew to the top of the Western Mountain and stood on the left and right of the phoenix chariot.
Li Chenan patted Xiao Wu's shoulder again and looked into Xiao Wu's eyes.
Those eyes that were originally as clean as a pool of autumn water were now filled with waves.
Xiao Wu was very angry.
He doesn't want to be the eldest son of the emperor at all!
He doesn't even want to believe that he is still a scoundrel!
He just hopes that he can still be that orphan, a happy young man who saves lives and heals the wounded.
He is no longer alone now.
He has several close friends.
He feels that this is the kind of simple, fulfilling and ordinary life that he likes best.
But those words of that woman were stuck in his throat like a thorn.
He wanted so much to refute, but couldn't utter a single word.
Then, his hand gradually lit up.
A monstrous murderous intention arose in his heart!
"There's no point in being angry."
"Xiao Wu, no matter what, you will always be my brother!"
Li Chenan walked forward, Xiao Baozi followed closely on his right.
To be continued...