"Zhao Xuan, what do you mean by this?"

What's the meaning?

Is this an attempt to threaten him?

A hint of killing intent appeared in the Spirit King's eyes as he looked at Zhao Xuan.

This is his residence. If Zhao Xuan is killed here...

No, no!

There must be spies from other forces within the mansion.

But……

It's not that he can't be killed, as long as he says Zhao Xuan came to assassinate him.

In the end, there will be no way to prove it when the person is dead.

He was still a prince...

Zhao Xuan smiled: "Your Highness is thinking about how to kill me! No, perhaps you're thinking about what to say if things come to light after I'm killed?"

Yes!

The Spirit King felt a chill in his heart, and the killing intent in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Xuan grew stronger.

"Zhao Xuan, don't think that I will necessarily be controlled by you."

Just then, the heavy rain began to fall.

Both of them slowed their pace because of the other's presence.

The rain poured down.

It was like a belated cleansing.

"Does Your Highness think that just because I dare to show my face here, I would be afraid of your power?"

yes!

King Ling only remembered this matter at this time.

Why has Zhao Xuan been around for so long, yet none of his men have shown up?

But he was not willing to give up!

"Guards! Kill him!"

The sound stopped, but the only sound in the air was the rain.

The rain is too heavy!

It must be raining too hard!

King Ling is getting more and more panicked!

"Guards! Come out here! If you don't come out, I'll kill you all!"

No!

The rain is getting heavier!

However, with such heavy rain, it shouldn't have been able to drown out his voice.

"Zhao Xuan, what exactly did you do?"

Zhao Xuan's eyes were cold, especially through the rain.

Under the cover of this rainy night, the hatred that he usually suppressed was no longer concealed!

"What do I want? Of course, I want the Han royal family to repay what they owe my mother! What they owe me!"

Mother?

King Ling felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him from above.

Then he became even more afraid.

He had a feeling that he was about to face a terrible disaster!

Who exactly are you?

Zhao Xuan smiled, but the rain streamed down his face, making him look increasingly ferocious.

"Me? Maybe I should have been at Hanxuan!"

Han!

At this moment, King Ling seemed to remember something, and while retreating, he roared, "You...you are the son of Consort Jiao! No! No! My mother said that you should all be dead!"

He kept saying he didn't believe it, yet he kept saying "you all"...

This means they already believe it!

King Ling turned and ran.

Zhao Xuan followed slowly behind him, saying, "Yes, in your hearts, in the eyes of that high and mighty His Majesty, my mother and I are dead. But my mother is dead, but I am still alive! Not only am I alive, I have lived under your noses for so many years!"

King Ling was filled with fear.

The story of Consort Jiao has been rarely mentioned in recent years.

But he will never forget the fire more than 20 years ago that turned the entire night sky of Kyoto red with blood!

He lay by the window, watching the fire.

He understood that after that fire, a woman who would make his mother and all the women in the harem jealous would leave.

A permanent departure.

It has a notorious reputation.

He left this world with the two children who might have been his brother.

From that moment, at only six years old, he understood the terror of imperial power.

"Everything you've said has nothing to do with me! Why did you come looking for me?"

Nobody's here!

Nobody's here!!

Nobody's here!!!

At this moment, the once grand palace seemed like a dead end.

Apart from him and Zhao Xuan following behind him, there was not a single person!

That's simply impossible.

How dare those people do this on ordinary days?

He grew increasingly frightened, and then Zhao Xuan spoke again.

"How is it none of your business? Your mother was also someone who resented my mother! You also have the blood of that heinous man flowing in your veins! In fact, you are of great use to me! No, not you, you fool, you are of no use to me at all! I only care about your status!"

King Ling was horrified, and a terrible thought began to creep into his mind.

But he dared not even think about it!

"No! No! Zhao Xuan! What have you done?"

Zhao Xuan's voice was tinged with laughter: "Guess!"

King Ling: "!!!"

"You're insane! You're a madman!"

King Ling stopped running and turned to look at Zhao Xuan with resentment.

"You killed everyone in the entire Prince's mansion!"

Although the question was posed, the Spirit King's tone was quite certain.

He cried, tears of blood streaming down his face!

Seeing him like this, Zhao Xuan suddenly gave a sarcastic smile.

"What a Spirit King! No wonder he has that person's blood. It seems that his usual foolishness is mostly an act."

King Ling suddenly decided to go all out.

He glared at Zhao Xuan with hatred and said, "You're worse than an animal! You actually did such a thing just to use my identity!"

Zhao Xuan was not surprised that the Spirit King had guessed his thoughts.

That's right!

The Yue Emperor has already become suspicious of Zhao Xuan's identity.

Then it absolutely cannot be used.

After all, at this point, he did not have the means to resist.

Therefore, he set his sights on King Ling.

A prince who was equally outstanding, but not quite outstanding.

The other two princes, Prince Jia and Prince Liang, were even more outstanding.

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