"You...you are shameless! Shameless!! You charlatans! Liars!! This king will never coexist with you!!!"
Looking at King Li lying on the ground and cursing, the two high priests laughed at the same time.
Qian Yeli lay helpless on the ground, his eyes red as he watched the charlatans surrounding him and laughing, hatred welling up in his heart. If he had another chance in this life, he, Qian Yeli, would chase these charlatans for thousands of miles, until they died!
Under the captivity of the Divine Cult, Qian Yeli spent the longest night of his life.
The next day was another sunny day.
The golden light of the rising sun shone on his bound body, instantly warming up the body that had been imprisoned for a night.
Looking at the bustling streets under the sun, the rows of houses, and the endless stream of people, the morning in Jinling City is still so beautiful and dreamy.
But all this beauty has nothing to do with him anymore.
If you had asked him in the past what kind of life he most wanted, he would have answered: hug Murong Xiao, travel to the ends of the earth, be a leisurely prince, and live a happy life.
If you ask him now what kind of life he most wants to live, he will definitely say: Spare no effort, use up every last bit of strength, turn the Divine Religion upside down, ruin the Divine Religion's reputation, make them notorious, and become a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone!
The cult! How abominable! How hateful!
And he was careless for a moment and fell into the trap of the Divine Religion!
As the flow of people dwindled, the palace grew closer to him.
Finally, under the astonished gazes of countless guards, he entered the palace lying on a wooden cart, his whole body tied up.
Qian Yeli closed his eyes. Since there was only one way out, then he would die. He had died because of his own stupidity. For this, he had nothing to say except for his infinite hatred for the Divine Cult.
"King Li!"
He could feel himself being carried up to the Dezheng Palace, and in the most eye-catching place of the palace, Qian Yeming was sitting on the throne, holding the woman he loved.
It is undeniable that Qian Yeming treats Murong Xiao very well. But he dares to guarantee that if Murong Xiao is his woman, he will definitely not be worse than Qian Yeming, and may even be better!
The voice that had just called "Prince Li" was his uncle Ye Lixuan's. But he didn't want to open his eyes to look at him.
Because as long as he opened his eyes, he would see Murong Xiao.
Even if he couldn't be with Murong Xiao in this life, he didn't want Murong Xiao to see him in such a miserable state.
"Meet the Emperor of Nanyue!"
These were the voices of the two high priests.
"I never thought I would have the honor of meeting two high priests at the same time. However, entering the palace like this, and even tying up my Prince Li of Nanyue, seems a bit overstepping my authority, doesn't it? After all, His Highness Prince Li is also my brother. Even if he made any mistakes, I should be the one to deal with him, right?"
"Your Majesty is absolutely right! The affairs of His Majesty Prince Li should indeed be handled by His Majesty. The two of us brought His Majesty Prince Li here simply because we have evidence that he intends to rebel, so we are handing him over to His Majesty for disposal."
"Whether Prince Li is plotting treason and whether he should be arrested should be the Ministry of Justice's responsibility. Don't you two feel that you are still overstepping your authority? What qualifications do you have to mistreat Prince Li like this?"
Qian Yeming was sitting on a high place. The voice came from far away, but it hit Qian Yeli's heart heavily.
He thought that what Qian Yeming wanted most at this moment was to kill all of his brothers under various pretexts.
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