Chapter 180 Compensation

The prince's eyes flashed, and he said quickly: "Uncle Xuan, it's not that I don't want to give this place to you, it's because many craftsmen's lives and property are controlled here."

An Yunxi just thought it was a little funny.

The prince actually began to care about the lives and property of ordinary people?

Ling Fengxuan was determined to take this place. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were dark and deep.

"I can guarantee that I will not harm the craftsmen in the workshop."

Although this place is a workshop, it is also the place where the prince secretly forges weapons.

An Yunxi thought about it and decided to give the prince a more painful one.

This place looks inconspicuous, but it is the real lifeline of the prince.

The iron mines in Beiling State are all strictly controlled. A few years ago, the prince's men discovered an iron mine and secretly built a workshop in Jiangshui City to cover it up. Then they have been making weapons in private. All these weapons

were hidden there. There is a huge arsenal under the workshop in Jiangshui City. If they can get it, then in the future, if there is a real fight, it will also add some chips to the prince. The prince

was sweating all over his head at this time.

Because forging weapons in private is a serious crime of treason.

If this crime is known by his father, he will not be a prince anymore.

And he did this, of course, to prevent trouble before it happens, in case of emergency.

But now that the words have come to this, he felt the threat in Ling Fengxun's eyes.

If he did not agree, he was afraid that he would directly expose everything there.

The prince closed his eyes, and a look of determination flashed across his eyes.

"Since the emperor's uncle has said so, then give it to the emperor's uncle."

Finally, the prince took a step back.

Seeing that the Regent King had achieved his goal, Prime Minister Chu did not say anything this time, and his mission had been completed.

Ling Fengxun raised the corners of his lips, and a dark light flashed slightly in his eyes.

He raised his hand, patted the prince's shoulder, and lowered his voice a little: "Then this king thanks the prince for his generosity."

The resentment in the prince's eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

But when he turned his head to look at An Yunxi, his expression changed slightly, and he slowly lowered his head.

An Yunxi was satisfied with what she had gained: "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so sincere, let's just leave it at that." The Crown

Prince's chest rose and fell, and his fingers almost sank into his palms.

It was Chu Wanran who wanted to harm him, but now he not only lost his wife but also his soldiers.

An Yunxi and Ling Fengxun took their leave with the Emperor.

Then the two walked out of the Yangxin Palace.

Suddenly, she stopped and saw an open space not far away.

A corpse still wearing a tattered wedding dress fell there.

An Yunxi wanted to go around.

Ling Fengxun immediately grabbed her wrist and said, "It's too bloody. It will affect Xiao Xier's appetite."

The weather has been hot recently, and she has morning sickness from time to time. She does have a little appetite.

But she is happy to see An Ruxue's miserable end.

Maybe after returning, she can eat a few big bowls of rice.

So, she curled her lips and said, "No, Your Majesty, please accompany me."

Ling Fengxun shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and held her hand in his palm, and then walked a little ahead of her.

"If you are scared later, come to this king's arms."

An Yunxi was stunned, and with a blushing face, she raised her head and looked at Ling Fengxun, "Okay."

Would she be afraid?

What kind of big scene has she not seen! She

has been on the battlefield, and it ended with a corpse.

The back of An Ruxue's body was bloody and bloody, and it was obvious that she was beaten to death.

The ground was covered with blood, and the scene was extremely tragic, but the body did not close its eyes, staring at a certain direction with its eyes wide open.

There were extremely complex emotions in the eyes, with hope and help, but finally fixed in despair.

After approaching, An Yunxi saw that the reason why the body was not carried away directly was because there were several people nearby.

There was a tree blocking her view just now, so she did not see it.

She was a little surprised and said, "Old National Master?"

Then she saw the old abbot of Liangshan Temple, standing beside him with Huijing and Huixin, holding Buddhist beads in their hands, closing their eyes and chanting.

It seemed that they were praying for the soul to be reborn.

An Yunxi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw this scene. She felt that An Ruxue was so lucky that she would have a monk to recite Buddhist scriptures for her after her death.

Upon hearing this, the old abbot slowly opened his eyes, and then saluted An Yunxi and Ling Fengxun.

"This poor monk pays homage to the prince and princess."

The news that the two had already gotten married spread throughout the city.

Ling Fengxun had already sent someone to return the imperial edict issued by the emperor to the emperor. In a rage, Emperor Beiling tore up the previous imperial edict that prohibited An Yunxi from getting married for three years.

Not to mention three years, Ling Fengxun had already reached his limit by waiting for three months.

If the emperor didn't issue an imperial edict, he would have been ready to rebel.

Although it would cost a heavy price, and even because of not being fully prepared, the outcome is uncertain

, but if they really fight, both sides will suffer.

Ling Fengxun nodded slightly: "Has the abbot stayed in the palace all this time?"

The abbot lowered his eyes: "At the invitation of the Queen Mother, I have been staying in the palace to preach. Today, I was preparing to say goodbye to the emperor. I didn't expect to see this outside the hall. Amitabha, good, good."

An Yunxi said: "Did the abbot attend my wedding with the prince?"

The abbot nodded: "Although I only saw it from a distance, I still wish you two a happy marriage and a long life together."

He thought for a while and took out two amulets from his arms.

"I don't have anything else to offer you, just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you two will accept it."

An Yunxi did not refuse. She took the amulet and then began to thank him, "Thank you, Imperial Master."

The old abbot politely said, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

Huijing and Huixin followed suit.

Just as they were about to leave, An Yunxi suddenly suggested, "Master, Huixin should not be a monk." The abbot

paused, "Why do you say that, Princess?"

An Yunxi smiled and said, "I don't think he has been ordained, but what is the reason?"

The abbot couldn't help but sigh, "Huixin has an impatient temper and is not qualified to be ordained. After the poor monk returns, he will definitely discipline him a lot, so that he can settle down as soon as possible and get rid of the trivial matters of the world."

Although An Yunxi was a little embarrassed, he still spoke.

After all, if Huixin left like this, I'm afraid it would be impossible to change in the future.

If there really was a white-haired ghost with such powerful martial arts in the world, everyone would be in danger.

No one can guarantee that they will be careful and not be killed if they are targeted by such a powerful assassin.

"I have an unwelcome request, I wonder if the Imperial Master can agree to it?"

The old abbot said, "Princess, please speak."

An Yunxi was not polite either: "I hope to keep Master Huixin, and you can ask the Imperial Master as you like, as long as the prince and I can do it."