Thinking of this, Emperor Bei Li walked towards Sang Zhi.
"The emperor can't." The little **** stopped him.
Emperor Bei Li pushed his father-in-law away and headed straight towards Sang Zhi.
Sang Zhi's red pupils greeted the visitor, his aura was stronger than before, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Emperor Bei Li without stopping.
"The emperor."
Elcommia dodged Xiang Minghou's attack, and turned his head in the direction of Emperor Beili.
Sang Zhi was full of breath, and the falling dagger seemed to form an invisible protective layer. Eucommia's long sword resisted, and the blade of the dagger fell on the hilt.
‘click’
Elcommia's sword hilt cracked a deep gap.
Du Zhong was surprised, swung his long sword, and sent Sang Zhi's dagger flying. His eyes stayed on the hilt of the sword for a while, and then fixed his eyebrows on the eighth prince who retreated.
Xiang Minghou took advantage of the victory to pursue and flew over.
"Stop." Dean Chen saw the right moment and stood in front of Du Zhong and Emperor Bei Li.
The long knife in Hou Xiangming's hand stopped half a finger away from Dean Chen's neck, and his eyes were full of murderous intent: "Get out of the way."
"Xiang Minghou, be sober, don't do anything irreversible." Seeing him stop, Dean Chen raised his hand to grab his long knife.
Zhan Yi also hurried forward, "Xiang Minghou, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."
"I am sober, my daughter died tragically, and I will make them pay with blood."
"Concubine Yuan Gui has been exiled to the frontier by the emperor's order. If you want to kill her, you should go to Dali Temple, not the palace." Zhan Yi's head turned quickly.
"I…"
"Concubine Yuan Gui has not yet left the city, she is in Dali Temple." Zhan Yi grabbed his arm and exerted strength.
Xiang Minghou tightened his lips, holding the handle of the knife in his big hand, with bulging veins.
"Hou Xiangminghou, you just returned to the capital, and you don't know the child's condition yet. What you need to do now is to find the child's body." Dean Chen said.
Xiang Minghou raised his head in astonishment: "What did you find? A dead body? What's going on?"
"Three days ago, the child's body was taken away in the street by an old man."
"The corpse was taken away?" Xiang Minghou buzzed in the head.
"We have been searching for three days but there is no result. You should think about which is more important." Dean Chen has experienced a lot of vicissitudes.
Xiang Minghou recovered from the shock, put away his sword, turned around and was about to leave.
Jin Yiwei saw this and surrounded them.
"Break into the palace and kill so many Jinyiwei, do you think you're leaving, Marquis Xiang Ming?" How could Emperor Beili be fooled so easily.
Tossing the big knife that Ming Hou put away, his attitude was obvious, if he couldn't leave, he would hit him!
"Your Majesty, everything was caused by Concubine Yuan Gui. It is understandable for Xiang Minghou to want to kill Concubine Yuan Gui. He just returned to Beijing and did not know that Concubine Yuan Gui had been imprisoned in Dali Temple. Please forgive me." Zhan Yili pushed the matter to the Concubine Yuan Gui.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is very clear about the Sifang Mountain incident, and Xiang Minghou wanted Concubine Yuan Gui's life out of the heart of a parent."
"Let them go."
Sang stopped in front of Xiang Minghou.
Xiang Minghou stared coldly at the figure in front of him, his daughter died because of him: "Don't think that I will be grateful to you."
"She likes it."
Sang Zhi hoarsely said four words.
Xiang Minghou was shocked, and the tip of his nose became sore immediately.
She likes it, and the scene of her acting like a baby with him, smiling like a flower, and calling him daddy in a sweet voice appeared in her mind...
Emperor Beili's rear molars were almost shattered.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is in danger." Du Zhong said.
