Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Wen Luo's eyes suddenly became fierce, and there was gloom between his frowned brows as he looked at the letter in his hand.

Xing Chen quickly glanced at the people around him, and finally looked at him leisurely.

"Uncle, are you going to leave or not? Or you can try your best to see if you can kill me by yourself."

Zhao Chen narrowed his eyes.

He stared his divine eyes at Wen Luo, not knowing whether he was expecting or being wary of Wen Luo's next move.

Wen Luo slowly clenched the fingers hanging on both sides into fists, staring at Xing Chen with cold eyes as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

Xing Chen: “….”

Kiss...no, hold on!

Fake, this is fake.

But even though he knew that Wen Luo was acting, Xing Chen still shuddered in his heart.

There is no way, this is probably the suppression from bloodline.

No.

At night, he must take out his hottest ones to compensate her.

Xing Chen had a lot of things going on in his mind, but his face looked very serious.

At this time, no one in Zhiting Building dared to breathe; there was deathly silence.

After a long time, Wen Luo slowly loosened his fist, leaving only a cold look on his face.

His tone was still arrogant. Although he was surrounded by enemies, he still didn't take it seriously.

"I am only on good terms with the ministers in private, and have never been involved in party disputes. I have never said anything treasonous in the letters. I don't know how Your Majesty got these letters, but I believe that Your Majesty is wise and will definitely clear my name."

Xing Chen stood up, raised his eyebrows, looked surprised, and applauded Wen Luo.

"Oh, the emperor's uncle is really smart. You actually saw through him."

While everyone was still surprised that Wen Luo had seen through something, Xing Chen shook the so-called letter in his hand, tore it into several pieces, and then threw it into the air.

"I'm sorry to make you all nervous. These are indeed just a few pieces of white paper with nothing on them. I was just joking with you all."

Ministers: “…”

"Of course, I believe that everyone here will not be nervous because of these pieces of paper. As the saying goes, if you have done nothing wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door. If you have not done anything to let me down, then naturally there is nothing to be afraid of."

Everyone lowered their heads even lower.

Xing Chen looked at Wen Luo with a smile: "Are you sure the emperor is not leaving?"

Wen Luo looked disdainful: "I want to see what His Majesty wants to do to me."

"Are you really not leaving?" Xing Chen looked at him with regret.

Wen Luo sneered, looking as if he was waiting to see what tricks he was going to play.

Xing Chen shook his head and sighed heavily.

"The Regent is indeed the Regent. He has seen through my plan again."

"..."

Everyone was confused again.

Wen Luo also glanced at Zhao Chen and the ministers with confusion.

Xing Chen continued with a grin, "Since I intend to break off relations with the Emperor's uncle, I must be absolutely sure. How could I really let the Emperor's uncle leave this imperial city again? I just wanted to see the Regent, who has always been arrogant, show his embarrassment. Unfortunately, you didn't take the bait again."

Wen Luo was startled, and finally his face turned pale, and he turned to look at the wine he had just drunk.

"Your Majesty actually used such a despicable method to poison the wine!"

The one who reacted the most to hearing this was Zhao Chen. He suddenly stood up from the ground and began to mobilize his internal energy to see if there was anything unusual.

Xing Chen turned his gaze towards Zhao Chen dimly.

"Uncle, what are you afraid of? There is no poison in your wine. You are my uncle. How could I harm you?"

Zhao Chen felt nothing wrong with his body, but the expression on his face had become extremely ugly after being frightened.

"Your Majesty, today I..."

"Uncle, do you have anything else to do today? There is no need to rush. If I say I have good news to announce, then I will definitely announce it. Uncle, please be patient."

Zhao Chen's eyelids were twitching violently and he felt confused and uneasy. Hearing this, he could only bite the bullet and sit down again.

Xing Chen turned his gaze back to Wen Luo.

He looked at Wen Luo for a while, then suddenly tilted his head and gave him a mischievous smile, with the curve of his mouth showing bloodthirsty madness.

"Take it!"

The two secret guards who were originally protecting him suddenly appeared behind Wen Luo and held down Wen Luo's arms, one on the left and one on the right.

Wen Luo wanted to break free from their shackles by force, but just as he tried to move, he bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Highness!" Several adults around him exclaimed.

When Wen Luo raised his head again, his face was as pale as paper and his lips were stained red with blood.

Xing Chen walked towards him step by step, raised his hand to support his chin, and rubbed his lips with his thumb.

Looking at the blood on his fingertips, he smiled with a look of pity.

"All's fair in war. What's wrong with being a little mean to a person like you?"

"The emperor's uncle is so gorgeous, what a pity."

Xing Chen paced slowly in front of the crowd, his eyes sweeping over the faces of each minister, some frightened or calm, as if he could see through their faces and see into their thoughts.

"After sitting in the position of regent for so long, have you forgotten your last name?

Uncle, your surname is not Xiao after all. The southern border territory is yours only if I give it to you. If I don’t give it to you, I can take it back at any time.

The Southern Xinjiang army has always had the surname Xiao. Do you think they will change their surname to Wen just because you are allowed to lead them?"

Wen Luo lowered his head and sneered disdainfully again.

"It's easy to find excuses to accuse someone of something. Southern Xinjiang has never belonged to me. Your Majesty can take it back with just one word. Wen Luo has absolutely no complaints."

"No complaints? Uncle Emperor means that you can do whatever I want with you?"

"It is a fact that Southern Xinjiang has expanded its military, and it is also a fact that it has not been reported truthfully. I am wrong and cannot defend myself. But I have no ulterior motives towards Your Majesty, and I believe Your Majesty will clear my name."

Xing Chen raised his eyebrows and raised his hand: "The emperor's uncle is indeed a real man with blood. Take him away and imprison the regent in Xiyuan Palace."

Now not only Wen Luo, but even Zhao Chen looked at Xing Chen in disbelief.

Xiyuan was where the deposed Crown Prince Xiao Xian was imprisoned.

When Queen Dowager Zhao came to power, the former queen was imprisoned in the cold palace and committed suicide. After Xiao Xian was deposed, he had been imprisoned in the Western Garden.

Later, Xiao Xian went insane due to brain damage, and no one has cared about him since then, until today.

"Think twice, Your Majesty!"

Han Yuxi hurriedly stood up and knelt at Xingchen's feet.

“Your Majesty, let’s not talk about the fact that the Prince Regent had done favors for the late emperor on the battlefield. In the following years, the Prince of Zhennan became famous and frightened the villains of Liang State. Only then could the people of our Southern Border live and work in peace.

Your Majesty, even if the Regent has made mistakes, his merits and faults will not be taken into custody. Please think twice!"

"Think twice, Your Majesty!"

Han Yuxi's plea set an example. All the ministers, regardless of their party affiliations, knelt on the ground and pleaded for the Regent in unison.

Even Zhao Chen knelt on the ground after hesitating for a moment.

Xing Chen's eyes swept lightly over everyone, and the smile in his eyes disappeared.

He said coldly: "According to what Lord Han said, Dahan is full of useless people and can only rely on him, the regent, right?"

"I have absolutely no such intention, but..."

"enough!"