Long Hu volunteered to get information from Feng Yan and then tried to get information from Gui Ling'er.

Long Long couldn't help but sigh at her ability to dance with women and be versatile, and she truly had the demeanor of a queen.

Sure enough, every fox is a genius in charm.

That way, all I had to do was wait for her to get the answer.

Before Long Long could catch his breath, the dragon clan suddenly received a bombshell piece of news.

The Northern Province Xuanwu and the Southern Province Zhuniao had a secret meeting in Zhongzhou and plotted something bad, but they were discovered by the Imperial Capital Garrison and all those involved were killed.

The news was so shocking that no one knew how to react for a moment. The only thing that was certain was that the two states in the north and south would never swallow their anger.

The impending storm suddenly turned into an imminent storm. The entire Dongzhou was not prepared, and the dragon clan was in chaos - because both the Black Turtle Envoy Group and the Vermillion Bird Envoy Group stationed here requested to leave at the first opportunity and began to prepare for war.

Qin Beiwang is in a difficult situation now, because the Dragon Clan has not reached an agreement with any of the princes!

“Long Long!” He quickly sent someone to call Long Long over and said hastily, “Go and keep Feng Yan and Gui Ling’er! Of course, you definitely can’t keep them… Before they leave, quickly confirm their situation!”

Long Long was quite helpless and could only run to Feng Yan and ask:

"Your Highness, is there anything that the Dragon Clan has not done well in entertaining us?"

"What's wrong?" Feng Yan came over and hooked his chin with her finger, "You can't bear to leave me?"

"Your Highness, please respect yourself! Ahem." Long Long dodged swiftly, then lowered his voice and asked, "I just heard that the envoys who had a secret meeting with the Black Turtle were all killed by the garrison troops in the imperial capital? Is that true?"

"Yes, it is true." Feng Yan smiled meaningfully, "Although I don't know who did it, the ones who died this time happened to be the most radical war-loving elders in our family."

The one who died was the war faction? Long Long thought for a moment and then immediately realized: Feng Yan said last time that the Vermilion Bird tribe was also divided into two factions, one supporting sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, and the other supporting helping Xuanwu fight Qilin.

The former, represented by Feng Yan, came to Dongzhou to persuade the dragons to form an alliance to protect themselves; the latter secretly went to Beizhou to meet Qilin...

"But that's not right." Long Long pretended to be incredulous. "Even if the elders of your pro-war faction are stupid, they wouldn't be so foolish as to have a secret meeting with the Black Turtle Clan in the imperial capital!"

"Who knows?" Feng Yan said with amusement, "Maybe he didn't die in the imperial capital, but was just found in the imperial capital."

"You did it?" Long Long was shocked. "As expected of His Highness, you acted so decisively..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Yan covered his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense!" She warned coldly, "I want to eliminate dissidents, so why should I put the blame on Qilin? Wouldn't it be better to assassinate them in Beizhou and cut off the intention of the clan to form an alliance with Xuanwu?"

"That makes sense." Long Long broke free from her embrace and nodded, saying, "That is to say, Your Highness did arrange for assassins to ambush in Beizhou, but someone in Zhongzhou got there first."

"I didn't say that." Feng Yan smiled as if to say "you can guess as much as you want". "It doesn't matter anyway. Now the elder of the pro-war faction has been assassinated. He is trying to provoke a war between my tribe and the Qilin tribe. I have to go back and persuade my tribe as soon as possible. You promised me that you would help persuade the Dragon Clan. Please fulfill your promise as soon as possible. Otherwise, the next time I come, what I hand over to the Dragon Clan will not be a covenant, but a marriage certificate."

"Wait! When did I promise you..." Long Long was almost speechless.

This overbearing style of not listening to others is indeed similar to that of leaders in any dimension.

However, Feng Yan did provide some valuable information after all: the pro-war elders of the Vermillion Bird clan were not having a secret meeting with the Black Tortoise clan in the imperial capital.

In other words, it is obvious that someone framed me.

It is unlikely to be the Xuanwu clan, because it is more advantageous to reach an alliance with Zhuniao; it is also unlikely to be the Qilin camp or within Zhuniao, because if so, the murder would have happened in Beizhou.

In this way, wouldn't all the princes be excluded? It can't be that our dragon clan ordered people to do it... Wait!

Long Long suddenly slapped his head: Could it be that Shi Yao and the others are up to something?

To be precise, although my cheap master claims to be a descendant of the Jiaolong, he actually never revealed any details to me!

How many people are there among the Jiaolong survivors? How many monks are there? How many resources are there? Where is their base? No one knows anything!

So we, the surviving dragons, are the hell of the Eastern Emperor Realm?

The more Long Long thought about it, the more headache he felt. This was the bad thing about the Donghuang Realm - it was always tied up with family and politics, everyone was scheming against each other, and there were so many traitors that it was really hard to distinguish them clearly.

He went to look for Gui Ling'er again and saw the two of them walking out of the room arm in arm. They were startled when they saw him appear.

Long Hu quickly gave him a look, then smiled and said to Gui Ling'er:

"Look, I told you, he's coming here in a hurry, isn't he?"

"Hmph." Gui Ling'er also showed a half-smile, "No matter what I said at the beginning, it was useless. Now you know to beg me?"

Long Long: ???

"It's not his fault, actually." Dragon Fox began to persuade him, "Long Long is cautious by nature. If he talks too much, the tribe will inevitably have opinions about him."

"Ahem, indeed." Long Long also understood immediately and made a face of deep regret, "Who would have known that the Qilin clan would be so bold as to openly kill the envoys of two princes in the imperial capital!"

"What's there to not know?" Gui Ling'er said angrily, her face turned cold, "The evil queen even dared to poison the emperor, so what's wrong with killing a few envoys from the princes?"

Long Long and Long Hu both showed expressions of indignation.

"In short, this tragedy that happened in the imperial capital will only increase the dissatisfaction and hatred of the demons in the Eastern Emperor Realm towards Qilin's rule." Gui Ling'er concluded, "It's not too late for you to participate in the cause of serving the king."

"If you wait until the big thing is settled and then come over to get a piece of the pie, it won't be that easy!"

After saying this, the little turtle walked away arrogantly.

Long Long and Long Hu looked at each other. After a while, Long Long sighed and said:

"What do you mean?"

"Qi Weihong is indeed dissatisfied with you." Dragon Fox said with a wry smile, "If Qi Qiaosong had died at the hands of an assassin that day, the throne would have been in doubt, so this Qilin Prince thought that your dragon clan supported the new emperor and that the negotiations with Xuanwu were just a delaying tactic to buy time. Fortunately, the White Tiger and Qilin camps were able to get a higher price."

"This is sheer nonsense." Long Long sneered, "It seems that Qi Weihong doesn't have the appearance of a wise ruler!"

"Don't be impatient." Dragon Fox continued, "The reason why the Black Turtle has a cold attitude and is not actively trying to win over our alliance seems to be due to another reason."

"Is there another reason?"

"Hmm." Long Hu frowned and asked in confusion, "Long Long, have you discovered something..."

"The Qilin and White Tiger camp has never tried to win us over again since we left the imperial capital?"