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Under the night, the Prince of Yan's Mansion returned to tranquility, like a piece of black jade inlaid in a corner of the prosperous capital, reflecting the moonlight, looking solemn and mysterious.

The Prince of Yan was still in the study, sitting alone in the dim light, touching the paper and pen with his fingertips, sorting out his thoughts.

A crisp knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

"Come in." The Prince of Yan's voice was a little tired, but still majestic.

The door was gently pushed open, and a maid dressed in emerald green palace clothes walked in.

She held a lotus-shaped silver candlestick, and her soft face was respectful and worried.

"Your Majesty, the Prince of Qi wants to see you." She reported.

The Marquis of Qi is a powerful person in the Rimoon Dynasty. His status is second only to that of the King of Yan. He holds a large number of troops and has influence throughout the court. Although he is of the same clan as the King of Yan, there are undercurrents due to the power struggle.

His late-night visit this time undoubtedly increased the suspicion in the King of Yan's heart.

When the King of Yan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a subtle vigilance appeared in his eyes, and then he put on a gentle smile.

He stood up slowly, and his wide sleeves slid down on both sides as he stood up, and his figure stood tall like a mountain.

"Okay, please invite him to the reception room, and I will receive him personally."

In his words, there was both the dignity of royal courtesy and the calmness of facing a strong enemy.

After the maid left, the King of Yan adjusted his crown and belt, walked out of the study with steady steps, and stepped onto the corridor leading to the reception room.

At the same time, outside the reception room, the Marquis of Qi, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was waiting anxiously but politely, and saw the Prince of Yan coming.

He immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Brother Prince of Yan, I am disturbing you so late at night because I have something important to discuss."

"What can make Brother Qi so nervous?" The Prince of Yan looked puzzled.

The Marquis of Qi immediately stepped forward and bowed, with a serious and anxious expression: "Brother Prince of Yan, I have no choice but to disturb you so late at night.

"Now the situation is turbulent, the emperor has unfortunately become a prisoner, and Empress Wu has taken the opportunity to monopolize the power of the government. " !"

"Her wings are growing stronger and stronger, I am afraid that it will be bad for us princes of different surnames!"

The words of the Marquis of Qi contained worry and helplessness, as if what was spread out in front of him was no longer the blue bricks and white tiles of the palace, but a battlefield full of dangers.

After hearing this, the King of Yan looked solemn, nodded slightly, and motioned the Marquis of Qi to sit down.

He walked around the screen with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, sat down steadily on the sandalwood armchair, and gently stroked the armrests with his fingers.

With his eyes piercing, he looked at the Marquis of Qi and said in a deep voice: "Brother Qi, what good plan do you have?"

The Marquis of Qi frowned, did not speak, but made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"What do you mean?"

The King of Yan's eyes widened.

The Marquis of Qi responded in a low voice, his voice low but full of determination: "Brother Yan, things have come to this point, we have no way out."

"Look at the depths of the palace,Empress Wu has already shown her fangs. She will not be satisfied with just controlling the emperor. She will definitely eliminate those potential threats one by one. "

"If we do not move, we will be the next to be purged!"

When the King of Yan heard this, his face turned pale. His eyes stayed on the face of the Marquis of Qi for a moment, as if looking for a trace of a joke, but he only saw incomparable firmness and coldness.

He stood up and walked to the window, looking at the moonlit courtyard outside the window, with his back to the Marquis of Qi, and asked with a trembling voice: "What do you mean..."

The Marquis of Qi did not answer immediately, but stood up, walked heavily to the side of the King of Yan, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

He looked up at the bright moon, then turned his head to the King of Yan and said: "I am not advocating unwarranted killing, but history has proved countless times that when power is unchecked, evil thoughts will run rampant. ”

“Brother Prince Yan, what I mean is that we must take the lead, take the initiative, and find an opportunity to turn the tide, even if this opportunity requires us to take great risks.”

He paused, turned his head and looked directly into Prince Yan’s eyes, secretly clenched his fists, and said more firmly: “We can use the existing resources in our hands to quietly contact other forces, including those ministers who have not yet stated their positions and the generals of the imperial guards who still have a loyal heart.”

“Once the time is ripe, we will launch a thundering attack to rescue the emperor and force Empress Wu to return to power. In this game, either we succeed in correcting the chaos, or... we will perish together.”

Prince Yan’s face looked even paler in the moonlight, and there was a lot of worry between his eyebrows. “You are right, but you know that Empress Wu has a master named Ling Tian to protect her. You have seen his strength during the day.”

“Even my king who has been possessed by the devil is not his opponent, and I am afraid we are even less likely to be his opponent. ”

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the jade pendant on his waist, and a feeling of powerlessness seemed to be transmitted to his palm through the cold jade.

Hearing this, the Duke of Qi smiled slightly, and then a sharp light flashed in his eyes, as if a falcon in the night sky locked its target, "' "Ling Tian is strong, but he is only one person after all."

He slowly took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, gently unscrewed the bottle stopper, and a strange medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air.

Then, he took out a dark pill from the bottle, which shone with a mysterious luster under the faint moonlight.

"This pill is called 'Nine Nether God-breaking Pill'. I got it from a strange man in the martial arts world. It is said that the user can increase his power several times in a short period of time. Even against Ling Tian, ​​there may be a chance of victory." Qi Wanghou lowered his voice and said carefully, "Of course, this is not a long-term solution. It can only be used as a killer at a critical moment."

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"In addition, I have also secretly contacted several hermit masters, who promised to help at a critical moment."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of King Yan: "Hermit masters? Where are they?"

(Get Zhao Zhao)

"They are all resting in my house!” Qi Wanghou responded.

“In this case, I should also meet these masters, so as not to let them feel that we have neglected them.”

Qi Wanghou raised his mouth, “Brother Yan Wang, you have agreed.”

“Of course, since even you, Brother Qi, dare to do that, how can I sit and wait for death?”

Yan Wang’s face was full of determination, “Brother Qi, please take me to introduce these hermit masters, so as not to let people gossip and damage the image of our Corona Dynasty!”

“This…” Qi Wanghou hesitated, but finally made up his mind, “In this case, Brother Yan Wang, please follow me to the mansion!! ”

The two of them left the Prince of Yan's mansion as soon as they said they would.

It may be because it was dark, or it may be because he was worried, but the Prince of Qi did not notice that the Prince of Yan's walking posture was slightly different from usual.