At that time, Murong Qingyu came to his father's birthday banquet with five thousand gold from the Murong family. From the moment Murong Xiao appeared in the hall, he fell in love with this woman at first sight.

No one could be more beautiful than her, and the key point was that she was not only beautiful, but also beautiful with thorns and poison. Just like the poppy, which is known to be poisonous, it still has a fatal attraction to people.

Not only was she beautiful, she was also incredibly kind and loving to her husband. Whenever the other princes mocked Qian Yeming, and she stood up and mocked them fearlessly, he would be terribly jealous. At that time, the thing he wanted most was to become Qian Yeming. Even if he was sick, it didn't matter.

Murong Xiao was not only beautiful and kind to her husband, she also possessed wisdom and skill that other women lacked. She was a skilled martial artist, had a straightforward personality, and her temper... Thinking back to the time at the Six Nations Chamber of Commerce when Murong Xiao, in order to protect Qian Yeming, had jumped up and down to challenge Yelu Jingcun to an embroidery competition.

When Murong Xiao was embroidering, he saw her technique was so smooth and flowing that he would not even believe it, let alone embroidering a phoenix on the handkerchief, and then the phoenix suddenly became alive and flew away.

Who would have thought that when Yelu Jingcun voluntarily admitted defeat, Murong Xiao showed his embroidery to everyone, and he believed that his laughter must have been the loudest in the whole audience.

This woman, no matter how you look at her, from the side, from behind, or from any angle, is the most outstanding and attractive person.

The main reason why he wanted to become emperor so much was that he wanted to get Murong Xiao.

Now, he is about to succeed.

Xiaoer, wait for me!

In the midst of laughter, Qian Yeli suddenly realized that he was almost suffocating from laughing, his whole body stiff and unable to move. Only then did he shudder and come back to his senses from the laughter.

He is no longer smiling, why can't he move?

Thinking of something, Qian Yeli suddenly raised his head and looked at the people from the Divine Sect who were standing beside him and surrounding him. Qian Yeli shuddered.

"Bang--"

As his body collapsed, Qian Yeli finally woke up to the realization that something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong!

"Two priests, what do you mean by this?"

Qian Yeli glared fiercely at the two priests who were still smiling as they fell to the ground in front of him. If he still didn't understand who was responsible for his sudden physical abnormality, then he would have lived in vain for the past ten years.

"Hehe, Your Highness Prince Li, what do you think we mean by this?"

Looking at the smiling high priest punishing him, Qian Yeli's heart almost swelled to the point of bursting.

The contract he had just signed contained his strategy for forcing the emperor to abdicate and ascend the throne, as well as the names of officials at all levels whom he had bribed over the past few years. If such a list fell into the hands of those in power, it would be a disaster for him and those officials.

And what use does the Divine Religion have with this list?

Now Qian Yeyao has not made any move. Could it be that they are Qian Yeyao’s men?

"Are you Qian Yeyao's people? Have you decided to help Qian Yeyao?"

Seeing that the two high priests only smiled and said nothing, Qian Yeli roared angrily, "How is Qian Yeyao better than me? He is just a prince who has been stripped of his title, and he is not highly regarded by the people. What good will it do you to help such a person ascend the throne?"

Thinking that not only was he not lucky tonight, but on the contrary he had walked into a wolf's den, he felt extremely angry.

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