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Chapter 607: Don¡¯t be near His Highness (26)

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    Lord Fang felt as if he was struck by lightning, "How is this possible?! You must have made a mistake!" He did that very covertly, just in case a scapegoat was found, but he could not be traced.

    The minister of Dali Temple did not listen to his sophistry and took him away directly.

    "Let me go!" Master Fang kept struggling, "I want to see the emperor! I have something to say! Let me see the emperor!"

    By now, he would be stupid if he didn¡¯t know who was responsible.

    " Xiao Yang is a ruthless person who burns bridges across rivers. He should not have believed in him in the first place, nor should he have given his daughter to him, otherwise he would not be in the current situation.

    "Master Fang," the minister of Dali Temple said with a serious face, "the evidence of your embezzlement of disaster relief money has been conclusive. The emperor will not see you. If you hand over the money, you should be given a lighter sentence. If not -" What follows,  The Minister of Dali Temple did not say anything, the answer was self-evident.

    "Xiao Yang! It's Xiao Yang!" Mr. Fang's eyes were about to split when he heard this, and he wished he could cut the little prince into pieces. "He was the one who harmed me! He's not dead yet, he's back for revenge!"

    The Minister of Dali Temple frowned, he was no stranger to this name.

    Xiao Yang was the former prince. He disappeared nine years ago due to his mother, the queen. How could he be involved?

    "He's back!" Mr. Fang's eyes were red, and he kept repeating, fearing that the Dali Temple minister would not believe him, "If he dares to touch me now, he will dare to kill the emperor in the future. Mr. Zhang must let me see the emperor."

    The Minister of Dali Temple did not pay attention to his words, "Master Fang, I will still report what you said to the Emperor, but this does not mean that you are not corrupt."

    Lord Fang's face turned pale, knowing that he could not escape from prison, he sneered repeatedly, "Xiao Yang is so ambitious that he is not as ambitious as Wen Guan. Lord Zhang, please be careful. If you are framed by him, you will definitely end up like me."

    "There is no need for Mr. Fang to worry about this matter," the minister of Dali Temple said without changing his expression, "If the former prince really comes back, everything should be decided by the emperor."

    After saying that, people took more than a hundred members of the Fang family and left the Fang Mansion.

    The Imperial Guards arrived with great force, which attracted the attention of many people. When they learned that Mr. Fang was corrupt, they all scolded Mr. Fang for being greedy for profit and begged the court for a harsh sentence.

    Not far away on the tower, a young man in black fur coat looked coldly at Mr. Fang, who was like a prisoner. There was no expression on his face, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

    "Your Highness," the person beside him looked at the sky and reminded in a low voice, "It's time to go back. Miss Jiang asked you to go back early today."

    The young man did not speak. He raised his hand to take the bow and arrow at hand. He placed his fingers lightly on the bow and pointed the arrow at the group of people passing by downstairs.

    The moment he drew the bow, the sharp arrow shot out quickly like a glimpse. In an instant, a scream of pain came from downstairs. The next moment, Mr. Fang, who kept cursing at the Minister of Dali Temple, fell down like a green onion.

    The blood in his chest surged like a fountain, drowning him in an instant.

    The surroundings were silent, and screams could be heard one after another between breaths.

    "It's killing people! It's killing people!!"

    "Everyone, be careful! There is an assassin!"

    I saw Mr. Fang falling to the ground, his eyes wide open and his breath gone.

    The minister of Dali Temple was startled, and looked towards the tower with his eyes like torches, his eyes met the little prince's from a distance.

    Seeing the young man with beautiful appearance and stern expression standing on the high wall, his fair hand still resting on his bow, like a shooting star in the dark night, the Dali Temple Minister couldn't see clearly the expression on his face, but he could still feel the provocation in his eyes.  .

    It was a look of strong contempt and disdain.

    It seems as if the world will be torn apart in the blink of an eye.

    Recalling Master Fang¡¯s previous words, the Dali Temple Minister was frightened and couldn¡¯t help but drive his horse forward. In the blink of an eye, the man disappeared from sight.

    "Tell that person," the cold voice spread on the tower, with a chilling chill, "this is just the beginning."

    The minister of Dali Temple turned pale and quickly ran up to the tower. There was no sign of the young man in the cold wind.

    The minister of Dali Temple went downstairs and pulled out the arrow from the heart of the gentleman below. There was a word "hui" printed on the end of the arrow.

    "Your Highness, Sixth Highness." The prince's name at that time had the word "hui" in it.

    The Minister of Dali Temple finally believed that he was back.

    "Come here! Send Fang's family to Tianlao!" He drove his horse to the palace gate, eager to tell the emperor the news.

    The fact that Xiao Yang dared to appear openly means that he has gained power. There are probably many people in the court standing by his side. Now that Xiao Ting is not in Beijing, the emperor is in a critical situation.

    ? ?The news brought by Li Siqing really frightened the emperor. He never expected that the original child was still alive.

    The guards, both bright and dark, watched him get lost in the mountains with their own eyes.

    A child that young should have died in the belly of a wild beast long ago.

    "Impossible!" The emperor did not want to believe this fact. "He died nine years ago."

    "He's not dead," the Dali Temple Minister immediately knelt down. "Not only did he come back, he also shot Fang Zhong with an arrow. He must have come back for revenge. Your Majesty, you must be careful!"

    "Revenge" The emperor murmured these two words, and his originally bad expression became even worse. "It was his mother who was shameless in the first place. What does he have to take revenge for? It's ridiculous!"

    "I am the True Dragon Emperor, how can I be afraid of people with irregular bloodlines?" The emperor gritted his teeth and said, "No matter where he is now, he must be killed. My country cannot tolerate such a scourge!"

    "Yes!" The minister of Dali Temple secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "I will make arrangements right now."

    "Wait a minute," the emperor stopped him, "send a message to General Lin outside the city and ask him to lead his troops as soon as possible to catch this traitor!"

    After saying that, the emperor seemed uneasy, and sent many military officials to the imperial study, asking them to find the young prince as quickly as possible, whether he was dead or alive.

    ¡°It¡¯s impossible for him to keep such criticism. He couldn¡¯t do it nine years ago, and it¡¯s even more impossible nine years later.

    When the little prince heard the news, a sneer appeared on his lips, "Let him find me, and kill whoever comes first."

    He pushed open the door and looked at Jiang Zhu, who was sitting under the crabapple tree, embroidering clothes. The gloom on his face was immediately replaced by a smile. He walked to her side in a few steps and said, "Sister, I'm back."

    Jiang Zhu put the clothes aside and said, "Come here and have a sip of tea first."

    The little prince sat down as instructed and glanced at his clothes, "What is sister doing again?"

    "The clothes you wore before can no longer be worn," Jiang Zhu said. "I will use the fabric you brought back to make two more clothes."

    Hearing this, the little prince felt sweet and distressed in his heart, "I don't even know if my sister will do it again. What will you do if your eyes are damaged?"

    He held Jiang Zhu¡¯s hand and glanced at the newly added needle holes on her fingertips. He wished he could burn all the fabric. ¡°Sister, do you want to make me unhappy by being so disobedient?¡±

    "How can you be so squeamish?" Jiang Zhu withdrew his hand, "I am doing embroidery to pass the time. You often go out during this time and don't let me go to the shop, so I can only make clothes for His Highness."

    "Sister," the little prince was moved in his heart, but he hummed, "Now you just need to enjoy yourself, and someone will do the grueling work. I don't want you to suffer like this." (Remember the website address: www.  hlnovel.com
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