Ye Wanshu shook her head and chuckled, "If that's the case, why is the prince still chasing after me and His Majesty?"
Perhaps remembering that the Prince of Prince Qi's mansion was a clear-headed man, Ye Wanshu seized the opportunity to advise, "My eldest cousin shed his blood for you and your son, yet you betrayed him. Now that the Cavalry Division has been completely annihilated, instead of seizing this opportunity to reclaim the Imperial Seal, you've dispatched your forces to pursue Your Majesty and me. Do you think Your Majesty can still turn the tide?"
Prince Qi had previously felt that his father shouldn't have listened to Aunt Ji's words. After hearing Ye Wanshu's advice, he rolled his eyes at Ji Ningxi in great resentment.
"Prince, don't listen to her instigation." Ji Ningxi said sternly, "As long as we capture His Majesty and persuade my father to lead the ministers to pledge allegiance to Prince Qi, we still have a chance to reclaim the throne for your father."
"That's the only way." The prince sighed deeply.
Ji Ningxi was delighted, but she also looked at Ye Wanshu with resentment. "Ever since that little bitch returned to the Ji family, my father has become a completely different person. Now I order you to kill her. That way, my father will only obey me from now on."
Prince Qi no longer hesitated, and with a sinister look in his eyes, he drew his knife and said, "Miss Ji, I'm sorry. Prince Daoan killed my two sisters. Today, I will use you to avenge my sisters."
"As long as I'm here, don't even think about hurting her." Emperor Zhaolie, his eyes stern, stopped Ye Wanshu and said, "If you're willing to let this girl go, I'll go back with you. Otherwise, I'd rather fall into the river with her."
"Your Majesty really overestimates yourself." Ji Ningxi sneered, "Your Majesty, don't forget that it was the Gu brothers who were fighting in front of the Yangxin Palace today. If Your Majesty wants to commit suicide, it would be a good opportunity for me, your sister, to be known as a regicide."
"You..." Emperor Zhaolie's eyes turned stern.
Ji Ningxi seemed to have lost his patience and hurriedly urged, "Prince, what are you still standing there for? Get started."
Prince Qi slowly raised his knife and slashed directly towards the two men.
"His Majesty."
Seeing the sword light reflected by the setting sun, Ye Wanshu subconsciously stood in front of Emperor Zhaolie.
Just as the blade was about to fall, a black shadow rushed over.
By the time he saw that it was a sharp arrow, the arrowhead had already pierced through Prince Qi's chest and abdomen, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
"Fu Mingchi." Ye Wanshu's heart, which had been as quiet as dead water, was immediately stirred.
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