Chapter 370 He's Showing His Cards

Hu Lier was startled when she heard the voice, and immediately stood up in a panic and saluted the person who came.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Who dares to stop Ling Fengxun in the Beiling Palace now? So when the message was passed, Ling Fengxun had already arrived in the room.

Ling Changyue also reacted, looking a little weak and raising his head, his eyes full of anger.

But in this anger, there was also a hint of fear and panic.

His voice was very unpleasant, and it was particularly hoarse because of his illness.

"What are you doing here, Uncle Huang?"

Ling Fengxun heard the words, stepped forward abruptly, and grabbed Ling Changyue's neck.

The huge force almost made Ling Changyue unable to breathe. His face suddenly turned ugly. He grabbed Ling Fengxun's wrist with both hands and tried to break free.

However, Ling Fengxun's strength was extremely strong, like an iron clamp, and his phoenix eyes were particularly cold.

"You still dare to covet my princess? Do you think that giving up your own death is too slow?"

The dark blue eyes were filled with strong murderous intent. This murderous intent made Ling Changyue, who was about to suffocate, tense up and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He dared not move, gritting his teeth to endure the pressure on his neck that was about to break, his eyes gradually became clear, his eyes widened, Ling Changyue opened his mouth, and said with a little breath: "Uncle Xuan, can't I think about it?"

Seeing Ling Changyue so brave, Ling Fengxuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he left Ling Changyue who was about to roll his eyes, raised his right hand, and made a gesture.

Guards came in from outside the hall and dragged Ling Changyue out of the Yangxin Hall.

He struggled subconsciously, but he had no strength. His eyes were fixed on the direction of Ling Fengxuan, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Outside the gate of Yangxin Palace, many people were kneeling.

These people were tied up on the ground, and their expressions were numb and cold.

Ling Changyue, who was brought out of the hall, saw the tied people kneeling outside the door. His pupils trembled violently and his voice became dry. The tall figure

of "Uncle Huang"

Ling Fenghuang blocked the light emanating from the hall.

With his back to the light, people could not see the expression on his face.

The group of people kneeling below were all people hidden in the palace by the little emperor to do things for him. Almost 90% of them were caught.

He did the matter of the ten pregnant women very secretly. If he wanted to hide people in the palace, he needed a lot of people to cooperate.

This group of people were the little emperor's spies that Ling Fengxun had arranged for Eunuch Xu to dig out during this period.

Without these spies, Ling Changyue would completely cut off contact with the outside world from today onwards and become a real puppet, with no possibility of turning over.

He moved the corners of his lips, with a little more fear in his eyes. He turned around and looked at Ling Fengxun, and suddenly knelt down like that.

Maybe because he was too weak, he knelt on the ground paralyzed, as if he had completely admitted defeat.

All the little thoughts collapsed in front of absolute power.

"My nephew was wrong. Please forgive me, uncle. These people are my subordinates. Please show me mercy!"

At this time, Ling Changyue, after his claws were cut off, was like a frost-bitten eggplant, a poor little guy who couldn't raise his head because of being bullied.

However, his pitiful appearance would not arouse the sympathy of anyone in the palace.

There must be something hateful about pitiful people. He had done this today because of his own fault.

Ling Fengxun's tone was cold, and he raised the corner of his lips and smiled coldly.

"I'm letting you see their fate today, and I also want to give you a last warning."

He paused, and then narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"Don't think about what you shouldn't think about, and don't do what you shouldn't do."

Ling Changyue understood what Ling Fengxun meant.

He didn't kill him just because he still had value, not because he felt sorry for him or sympathized with him.

Ling Fengxun said again: "If you tell me now where the soldiers and horses left by the late emperor are hidden, I can spare the lives of your men."

Ling Fengxun had not been in the imperial city for several years.

He had been leading troops outside and fighting against the Southern Qi Kingdom.

Emperor Beiling had taken advantage of this time to secretly raise a lot of soldiers and horses whose whereabouts no one knew. The gold and silver treasures in the Zhou family's secret room were all used by the old emperor to raise soldiers.

"What soldiers and horses? My nephew doesn't understand what my uncle is talking about!"

Ling Changyue's heart trembled violently.

His palms were already soaked with sweat!

Because what Ling Fengyan said was the biggest secret in his heart. The reason

why he agreed to stay in the palace as a puppet was not because he really gave up on himself, but because he felt that he still had the possibility of turning things around!

That is, his father left him tens of thousands of private soldiers, and these private soldiers only obeyed the deployment of people who knew the secret order, and that secret order was not in anyone's hands, but only in his head.

As long as he arranged a confidant to bring these soldiers out after learning the secret order from him, he could besiege the entire imperial city!

Seeing him like this, Ling Fengyan suddenly chuckled.

"If Your Majesty doesn't want to suffer, you'd better not lie to me."

The reason why Ling Fengxun suddenly came to find Ling Changyue tonight was because he interrogated some clues about the late emperor's raising of private soldiers from these secret agents in the palace.

When Ling Changyue learned that his biggest secret was exposed, his face was a little distorted, and he stopped pretending and showed his cards.

"Yes, my father did leave me a lot of people, not only a hundred secret guards in the palace, but also tens of thousands of hidden troops. If I die, these troops will rise up in the first place, and then enter the imperial city to kill the rebels, that is, you, Uncle Huang!"

When saying this, Ling Changyue's face actually showed a touch of expectation and satisfaction, as if he had already seen that scene.

The look in Ling Fengxun's eyes became even colder, and his dark blue pupils were like a bottomless pool.

"Really?"

Ling Changyue was unwilling to be outdone.

"Even if Uncle Xian has 400,000 troops under his command, they are deployed at the border to resist foreign enemies. They are so far away from the capital that they will not be able to come to rescue in time if any disturbance occurs. And there are only 20,000 imperial guards in the imperial city. How can they be a match for tens of thousands of troops?"

Moreover, Ling Fengxian's newly recruited troops have been taken to Zhenbei Pass by Marquis Anguo to negotiate with Mobei. Now the entire imperial city is empty of troops. It is the best time to take action.

In just a few days, the entire imperial city will be attacked. Then he will be picked up by the spies arranged by the palace.

The only thing he despaired about was that all the spies in the palace had been caught. It would be difficult for him to escape now.

The smile in Ling Changyue's eyes became deeper and deeper. He had endured humiliation during this period of time. He just wanted to see Ling Fengxun's face change drastically.

But, no.

Ling Fengxun's eyes were still very calm, looking at him as if he was looking at a loser.