Uncle Han Han was stunned and glared at Ouyang Shaochen. He was so angry that he couldn't speak. He saw Mu Tianqi who was standing beside him. You know, Prince Ouyang and Prime Minister Mu are good friends, right?" When Ouyang Shaochen traveled to Mobei, he stayed in the capital for several months, and during these months, the closest to him was Mu Tianqi.
"So what?" Ouyang Shaochen asked casually.
"No, it's just that, in this way, it can be proved that you and Mu Tianqi hooked up early!" Uncle Han smiled sinisterly and evilly: Zhao Zhengyin broke his tendons and made him crippled. His enemies, Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, who killed Yuyan, are also his enemies. Now he is powerless and unable to eradicate these two big enemies, so he will provoke the conflict between these two enemies. Hate, let them kill each other...
"Uncle Han, anyone with eyes can see your calculations, so please put your despicable thoughts aside, no one will fall for it." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at Uncle Han, his deep eyes were full of contempt. ridicule.
"Hehe!" Han Han's uncle smiled viciously, Ouyang Shaochen and Zhao Zhengyin are smart people, so naturally they wouldn't be fooled by him, but there are people around Zhao Zhengyin who have no brains, they will definitely fall into the trap...
"Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue, what is the real reason why you colluded with Mu Tianqi and turned into a princess?"
"Is it to murder the prince?"
"Hurry up, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude..."
The officers and soldiers behind Zhao Zhengyin talked in a hurry, clenched the long sword in their hands, and pointed the sword point at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue.
Murong Xue: "..."
What Ouyang Shaochen said just now was so clear that this group of soldiers didn't take it seriously at all. They were deaf, didn't you hear
"Emperor, Uncle Han Han has become a useless person, so what if he provokes dissension? If he is injured like this, even if we and you really fight each other, they will not be able to be profitable fishermen..." The Zhao family soldiers raised their chins high , explaining arrogantly: Besides, they have 140,000 to 50,000 people. Even if Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts is unrivaled, he can't stand their wheels. If they really make a move, Ouyang Shaochen will definitely lose...
Murong Xue: "..."
Zhao Jiajun is really confident.
"Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue, can you tell me the real reason?" Zhao's army held their long swords and threatened viciously: "If you don't tell me, we will do it."
Murong Xue frowned: "I've already told you the real reason, you don't believe me..."
"Stop talking nonsense, pretending to be our princess, so as to find the reason why the princess is so bad, ghosts will not believe it, don't use it to perfuse us..." Zhao's army interrupted her angrily, and stared at her fiercely.
"Yes, what we want to hear is the real reason, not these perfunctory words, you have to think carefully..."
Looking at the angry eyes of Zhao's army, Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and lowered her eyelids slightly.
The huge Zhenbei Prince's Mansion fell silent in an instant, with the breeze blowing, the faint smell of blood spread around everyone, and the atmosphere was strange and depressing.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
I don't know how long it took, someone in the Zhao Family Army couldn't help it anymore, stepped forward, and said to Murong Xue: "We gave you so much time, you should have already thought about what you should explain..."
Murong Xue lowered her eyelids slightly and ignored him.
Zhao Jiajun was a little annoyed, he glared at Murong Xue and said, "I'll count to three, if you don't give an answer, we'll do it, once..."