The host is messing with moths every day

Chapter 89 The Empress Dowager 42
The locked palace gate was opened, and with the word "kill" shouted, a scuffle started, which alarmed the entire palace.

His Majesty, who hadn't rested yet, was sitting on a high seat, with a cold expression on his face, and his sharp eyes were staring at the main entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Everyone in the hall felt the coercion released from him, and the chief eunuch standing under the throne sighed in his heart.

The third prince probably doesn't know now, all his whereabouts are in the hands of His Majesty, it is impossible to murder His Highness the Crown Prince, and now he even wants to kill his father and king!
According to His Majesty's temperament, after tonight, there will be no third prince in the palace!
While other palaces were noisy, the Hall of Mental Cultivation and Kunning Palace were quiet.

Not long after, the entire harem became quiet, and everyone was waiting for what would happen next.

In front of the Shenwu Gate, the two teams of soldiers and horses met.

Qian Xian stood on the gold tiles above the Shenwu Gate, watching the scene below with a smile on her lips.

If it wasn't for the wind blowing the black robe on her body and making a "huhu" sound, I'm afraid she would have completely merged with the darkness.

Facing the wind, those watery almond eyes slightly curved, and dimples appeared on her small face.

She chose this time on purpose!Don't let her down, you two!

"Third Prince! How dare you plot rebellion! Your Majesty treats you well! Why are you so ignorant! You are treasonous!"

To the west, Lord Bai is wearing a suit of armor, but he is too fat, like a lump of meat stuffed into an iron bucket, which looks a bit nondescript.

Seeing the third prince, his round face was flushed red, he preemptively attacked the third prince, and just complained to the third prince.

His voice trembled in the cold wind, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or because the cold wind made his old cold legs relapse.

Hearing his words, the third prince's aura became even colder, and his gloomy temperament, at such a young age, almost caught up with his disabled uncle.

To the east, the third prince's lips curled into a bloodthirsty arc, he glanced behind Lord Bai, and spoke contemptuously.

"Master Bai dares to rebel, but dare not admit it? As a subject, you are unfaithful and unrighteous. Today, my highness will take you down as a traitor for the emperor!"

This sentence seemed to be a signal, and the soldiers behind the third prince drew their swords and aimed at Lord Bai.

Lord Bai was emboldened, and he also raised his hand, ordering the people behind him, "The third prince intends to rebel! Soldiers obey orders! Kill the third prince who is not filial and disrespectful!"

The two teams aimed at the commander of the other side one after another, but they didn't really do anything, they were all waiting for the final order from the master.

"It's so lively! I really came at the right time!"

Everyone who was in a stalemate turned their heads one after another, and saw a man holding a folding fan coming from the south, followed by a large number of soldiers and horses.

"Qi Junsi! Why are you!"

Lord Bai's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it. The person walking towards him was the Nanman monarch who had been rejected by him.

Qi Junsi was dressed in a black brocade suit, holding a folding fan, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, with a smile that was not a smile.

"How can I not be present at such a lively occasion? On the contrary, Mr. Bai, a small third-rank civil servant dares to plot against you, which really impresses me! Who gave you the courage? It was the thousands of people behind you. person?"

The third prince looked at Qi Junsi coldly, "Mr. Qi, don't forget our agreement!"

Qi Junsi smiled, "Of course I haven't forgotten."

Fanning his fan, he leisurely walked towards the third prince.

Originally, the two teams were evenly matched with thousands of people, but after Qi Junsi arrived, the situation changed.

There are obviously not enough soldiers on Mr. Bai's side, and it is almost unnecessary to start a fight to tell the winner or loser.

The little pug is nothing compared to the tiger who is the king of the jungle.

Cold sweat dripped from Lord Bai's head, he turned his head to look at Qian Xian above the Shenwu Gate, and shouted for help, "Mr. Yuan!"

Hearing this shout, the third prince and Qi Junsi realized that there was still a person standing on the high place over there!

Qi Junsi's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, but the corners of his lips were lifted up, and he kept fanning, obviously interested.

Things are getting more and more interesting!

(End of this chapter)