The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Zhao Zheng walked over with a gloomy face, bringing Adai and Yuanying.

His eyes swept over everyone present one by one.

He glanced at Chu Tianqi with disdain, glared at Qian Wushang, and finally looked at Leng Xinmo.

Zhao Zheng's expression was extremely complicated, full of hatred and disgust!

It seems to carry some unclear meaning.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "Leng! Xin! Mo! Why aren't you dead yet?"

Whenever I think of Jinyang City, I was led by the nose by this woman Leng Xinmo!

She captured Xia Jinyi and saved Qian Wushang from danger in the western border!

He was so angry that his teeth were itching!

This woman is not only extremely vicious, but she also happens to be Qian Wushang's woman.

"Prince Xiang is not dead yet! How can it be my turn?" She glanced at Yuan Ying behind Zhao Zheng.

Leng Xinmo taunted, "What? Master Yuan's master is missing?

Your Highness Prince Xiang, is he still taking Master Yuan to look for his master?"

"Leng Xinmo! What crazy things are you talking about? Will I care about the life or death of that bitch?!"

Upon hearing this, King Xiang became furious, veins bulged on his forehead, and he roared.

Leng Xinmo shrugged and said helplessly: "Who knows?

This princess has noticed that every time you, Your Highness Prince Xiang, mention Concubine Min, you are always very excited.

This princess thought that you were angry and humiliated because you couldn't get the love you wanted.

But unfortunately, when Concubine Min was in danger, you couldn't control your heart and risked your life to save her!

Alas! Love makes people confused and unable to control themselves. I can understand it. I can understand it.

Although Concubine Min is your sister-in-law, your feelings for her cannot be controlled easily.

It’s just that love is so fascinating! One wrong step! Every step is wrong…”

"Leng Xinmo, you are looking for death!"

Zhao Zheng was so angry at Leng Xinmo's rapid attack that his face turned red and his murderous intent increased.

Of course, he didn't have any forbidden love for that bitch as Leng Xinmo said.

The woman he hated and despised the most in his life was that bitch Concubine Min!

How is that possible? What are you saying...I like it!

But today, this woman Leng Xinmo made up stories and even dared to frame him in front of him!

Such vicious words!

He could feel the suspicious gazes of the envoys from several countries around him.

It seemed as if he really doubted what kind of relationship he had with his brother's concubine and that bitch.

Zhao Zheng wanted to tear the woman in front of him into pieces!

Zhao Zheng raised his sword and rushed towards Leng Xinmo.

Qian Wushang stretched out his hand, put it around Leng Xinmo's waist, and pulled him aside.

With his other hand, holding the Netherworld Sword, he met Zhao Zheng's long sword.

Zhao Zheng's face was full of anger, Qian Wushang's face was gloomy, and both of them were extremely fast.

"The princess!"

Yuan Ying walked up to Leng Xinmo, nodded and said.

"My mistress is not what the princess thinks. She has nothing to do with the prince."

These were just Leng Xinmo's nonsense, but unexpectedly, Yuan Ying actually explained them so seriously.

Leng Xinmo didn't understand why Yuan Ying wanted to explain to him.

However, he was just talking nonsense just to irritate Zhao Zheng.

Leng Xinmo shrugged, indicating that he would not say anything more.

Yuan Ying took a deep look at Princess Mingnuo, who was becoming more and more dazzling.

For a moment, I was a little dazed.

She and that person are really completely different.

In fact, every time he saw her, he became more and more certain that she was not her!

Coming back to his senses, Yuan Ying gave a bitter smile. They are not the same person, right?

If that person could be one tenth as sharp as the princess in front of him.

How could he end up like that?

Looking at Yuan Ying in front of him, the complex expression on his face was difficult to read.

A hint of hostility slowly emerged in Leng Xinmo's eyes.

Looking back, he saw that he had already hit the two people nearby.

Just as I was about to say something, I heard a slightly old voice.

That voice was full of shock and doubt...

"Miss?"

Leng Xinmo instinctively turned around and looked at the white-haired old man in front of him with confusion.

The fear in Yuan Ying's eyes flashed away in an instant.

The old man looked at Leng Xinmo's face with disbelief.

"What are you shouting?"

The fierce aura from Leng Xinmo startled the old man so much that he shook his body.

"Father!"

A young man behind the old man immediately stepped forward and supported the old man.

And he looked at Leng Xinmo with vigilance and scrutiny.

The old man pushed some young men away, waved his hand, and said, "Li Xin, it's okay! Don't be nervous."

In addition to this, there is a young man named Li Xin.

Several men holding swords also stepped forward and protected the old man.

One of them said, "Prime Minister, what happened?"

Leng Xinmo looked at the few people, his wrist resting on his sword, his eyes trembling slightly.

The man called the Prime Minister shook his head and said, "It's alright with me, you all should leave first."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Several people nodded respectfully and responded.

And they all stepped back a few steps.

Prime Minister?