"Forget it, your sister hates others interfering in her life." Xia Qingtian shook her head and shifted the topic to the main business. "In the palace, you let Xia Yusheng be responsible; the assassin should make a big fuss about this matter, drag everyone on this list into the water. Remember, fight quickly and decide quickly. When Murong Xitian knows the situation tomorrow, things are already foregone conclusion and cannot be reversed."

"I understand, Dad, just wait for good news." Xia Ziyan took down the gauze on his arms, put on his clothes, picked up the giant axe, and quietly left the Xia Mansion with the staff arranged in advance.

The sky is even more gloomy, with strong winds raging and heavy snow blocking the road.

The palace, Zheng'an Palace, His Majesty's bedroom.

Murong Leiting lay slanted on the dragon bed, half-squinted his eyes and listened to Murong Xitian's report.

"Your Majesty, General Meng Zhe has been successfully instigated. The ancient city of Dongjie, one of the seven border areas, has now become our force. I have sent five purple-clothed Xuanshi to disguise themselves in the military camp and assist General Meng Zhe from the side." Although Murong Xitian reported as a minister, his attitude was still calm and easy-going and not restrained.

The flesh and blood are close to each other, and the same branches are connected.

Murong Leiting and Murong Xitian have deep brotherhood and are not comparable to ordinary brothers.

Murong Xitian respects this brother very much. For the sake of his brother's life and to protect his brother's country, he would rather sacrifice his marriage and have a lifetime of happiness, even if he is willing to live.

Murong Leiting loved this younger brother very much. Although he never said it, he always cared for him with practical actions.

In recent years, Murong Leiting has had many head-on conflicts with Xia Qingtian in order to protect him, and has been resentful by Xia Qingtian, which has caused him to be terminally ill at a young age.

When he was forced to palace five years ago, if Murong Xitian had not insisted on marrying Xia Ziluo to restrain Xia Qingtian, even if he had fought his life, he would never have let Xia Qingtian destroy Murong Xitian's happiness for the rest of his life.

He never let Murong Xitian know about this.

Because he knew that the better he was to Murong Xitian, the more Murong Xitian would fight for him. He knew the consequences of going against Xia Qingtian best, and he didn't want Murong Xitian to repeat his tragedy again.

So over the years, he has been insisting on a head-on conflict with Xia Qingtian, and all Murong Xitian's actions are secretly.

"You did this very well. By the way, how did you do this emergency response to heavy snow? The road blocking of heavy snow will definitely affect the prices in the capital. If you don't handle it well, it will easily cause riots. I am worried that Xia Qingtian will take advantage of this opportunity to incite the masses to revolt, and then wait until we are destroyed and he will stand up to deal with the rebellion, and then naturally become the emperor." A trace of worry appeared in Murong Leiting and Murong Xitian's almost perfect starry eyes.

Murong Xitian clenched his fists with heartache after seeing it: "I will deal with this matter properly and will never let this happen. Your Majesty's health is important, don't worry and worry too much, so as not to..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside.

Then, Eunuch Lei's voice came in through the door: "Your Majesty, King Xiao, Concubine Xiu is dead!"

Concubine Xiu died? What's going on? She is a purple-clothed Xuanshi, lurking beside Xia Qingtian. Did Xia Qingtian discover her identity?

But it shouldn't be. Even if you find it, you won't kill her suddenly. "Forget it, your sister hates others' interference in her life." Xia Qingtian shook his head and shifted the topic to the main business. "In the palace, you let Xia Yusheng be responsible; the assassin should make a big deal about this matter, drag everyone on this list into the water. Remember, fight quickly, and when Murong Xitian knows the situation tomorrow, things are already foregone conclusion and cannot be reversed."

"I understand, Dad, just wait for good news." Xia Ziyan took down the gauze on his arms, put on his clothes, picked up the giant axe, and quietly left the Xia Mansion with the staff arranged in advance.

The sky is even more gloomy, with strong winds raging and heavy snow blocking the road.

The palace, Zheng'an Palace, His Majesty's bedroom.

Murong Leiting lay slanted on the dragon bed, half-squinted his eyes and listened to Murong Xitian's report.

"Your Majesty, General Meng Zhe has been successfully instigated. The ancient city of Dongjie, one of the seven border areas, has now become our force. I have sent five purple-clothed Xuanshi to disguise themselves in the military camp and assist General Meng Zhe from the side." Although Murong Xitian reported as a minister, his attitude was still calm and easy-going and not restrained.

The flesh and blood are close to each other, and the same branches are connected.

Murong Leiting and Murong Xitian have deep brotherhood and are not comparable to ordinary brothers.

Murong Xitian respects this brother very much. For the sake of his brother's life and to protect his brother's country, he would rather sacrifice his marriage and have a lifetime of happiness, even if he is willing to live.

Murong Leiting loved this younger brother very much. Although he never said it, he always cared for him with practical actions.

In recent years, Murong Leiting has had many head-on conflicts with Xia Qingtian in order to protect him, and has been resentful by Xia Qingtian, which has caused him to be terminally ill at a young age.

When he was forced to palace five years ago, if Murong Xitian had not insisted on marrying Xia Ziluo to restrain Xia Qingtian, even if he had fought his life, he would never have let Xia Qingtian destroy Murong Xitian's happiness for the rest of his life.

He never let Murong Xitian know about this.

Because he knew that the better he was to Murong Xitian, the more Murong Xitian would fight for him. He knew the consequences of going against Xia Qingtian best, and he didn't want Murong Xitian to repeat his tragedy again.

So over the years, he has been insisting on a head-on conflict with Xia Qingtian, and all Murong Xitian's actions are secretly.

"You did this very well. By the way, how did you do this emergency response to heavy snow? The road blocking of heavy snow will definitely affect the prices in the capital. If you don't handle it well, it will easily cause riots. I am worried that Xia Qingtian will take advantage of this opportunity to incite the masses to revolt, and then wait until we are destroyed and he will stand up to deal with the rebellion, and then naturally become the emperor." A trace of worry appeared in Murong Leiting and Murong Xitian's almost perfect starry eyes.

Murong Xitian clenched his fists with heartache after seeing it: "I will deal with this matter properly and will never let this happen. Your Majesty's health is important, don't worry and worry too much, so as not to..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside.

Then, Eunuch Lei's voice came in through the door: "Your Majesty, King Xiao, Concubine Xiu is dead!"

Concubine Xiu died? What's going on? She is a purple-clothed Xuanshi, lurking beside Xia Qingtian. Did Xia Qingtian discover her identity?
Chapter completed!