After hearing my voice, the whole court went crazy

Zheng Wanning nodded aside. Isn't that right? Wasn't she deceived by his so-called true love in her previous life?

Chu Jifeng lowered his eyes, stood up calmly, and straightened his body. His heart was dark and twisted. Humph, Zheng An Ning, he would remember today's humiliation, and he would definitely take the Zheng family. When he stood at the highest point, he would want Zheng An Ning to be a dog by his side.

[I've decided. I'll find a chance to put him in a sack later.]

What she didn’t know was that she wasn’t the only one who wanted to be put in the sack.

Zheng An Ning curled his lips, his eyes full of sarcasm, [Humph, just stop acting. The softer your heart is, the more poison this monsoon will feed you in the future, hehehe.]

[And the prince was also brought down by him in the end? He also let the heroine curse the prince and stab him with a villain, so that the prince could not control himself and lost his manners in front of the emperor.

.......]

Everyone:..........

The way everyone looked at Chu Jifeng changed, they became like wolves and tigers, almost wanting to swallow him up.

So this bastard is the male protagonist?

Well, they were wondering how someone could be so mean and creative, it turned out to be Chu Jifeng.

Emperor Xuanwu was so angry that his liver hurt. He felt that he was a real failure. Not only did he fail to teach his son well, but his son finally succeeded in winning the throne. After all, he was his son, but he was framed by someone. How could the throne fall into the hands of a woman?

It really proves the saying that when a country's destiny is stolen, it is on the verge of destruction.

Emperor Xuanwu stared at Chu Jifeng with unfriendly eyes, "Humph, why don't you go back and put on your clothes? What? Do you still need me to put them on for you?"

Chu Jifeng bowed and left in silence. He had been good at observing people's expressions since he was a child, so he naturally noticed that Emperor Xuanwu's attitude had changed.

He endured the cold, straightened his body stubbornly, and left the scene without changing his expression.

Zheng An Ning narrowed his eyes and smiled like a cat stealing fish, [Hey, here comes the opportunity, let’s go find a sack first. ]

Zheng An Ning looked around with her eyes rolling, and it was obvious that she was going to do something bad. Moreover, everyone could hear her thoughts, but they pretended not to see anything and were very cooperative.

Chu Mingze pretended to be curious and asked loudly: "Why are there several sacks here? What are they in?"

Zheng An Ning's eyes lit up and he ran over excitedly. He found an empty sack among the charcoal sacks and shook it with great satisfaction. The carbon ash flew everywhere and he coughed repeatedly.

'cough cough'

Chu Mingze saw her running away, so he took one and followed her secretly.

Zheng Anning followed Chu Jifeng quietly. Fortunately, he followed the right person, otherwise it would be funny if he hit the wrong person.

She tried to hide her face with a handkerchief, for fear that someone would see her and she would not be able to explain herself.

The palace road was deserted, with Chu Jifeng the only one walking there. He did not see any palace maids or eunuchs along the way, but he always felt that someone was following him, but when he turned around, there was nothing there.

He felt uneasy in his heart. The cold wind blew and he felt the biting chill. He rubbed his arms subconsciously.

Seeing that Chu Jifeng was about to turn the corner, a black shadow quickly put a sack on Chu Jifeng. Zheng Anning was dumbfounded. Where did this Cheng Yaojin come from? He was intercepting.

Then Chu Mingze, Rong Lin, Chu Minglan and others fell from the sky and joined the army of beating people.

[No, where did all this come from? You didn't call me when you had something good to do, huh!]

Zheng An Ning was so angry that he threw away the sack in his hand, ran over, pushed Chu Mingze away with his butt, and started beating him viciously.

The fist landed on the body with a bang, and with a bang, he was knocked to the ground with one punch.

Chu Jifeng cried out in pain after being beaten, and threatened viciously, "Who, who is so bold that you dare to hit this prince? Don't you want to die?"

"Just wait for me, I will show you how to write the word death."

Zheng An Ning smiled evilly and spoke in a muffled voice, but it was a man's voice, "What is the word 'death'? How dare a coward like you covet our young lady, Jiang Ruyan?"

"Our young lady is going to marry the most noble man."

"Who do you think you are?"

Chu Mingze looked at Zheng Anning in surprise, expressing his admiration with his eyes.

Chu Jifeng felt the pain in his body and asked through gritted teeth, "Who is Jiang Ruyan?"

After a long time, they found that Chu Jifeng seemed to be motionless, so they stopped. Chu Mingze asked in a low voice, "Is he dead?"

Zheng Anning rolled his eyes, [How is that possible? This is the male lead. He will be full of energy the next day.]

Rong Lin and the others looked at each other and saw the murderous intent in each other's eyes. Only Zheng An Ning looked at Chu Jifeng carefully, "If he is left here, will he be frozen to death?"

The coldness in Rong Lin's eyes was like frost. He wanted to kill Chu Jifeng right now, so he simply pulled out a dagger, opened the sack, and revealed Chu Jifeng with a bruised face and nose.

He stabbed towards his throat without hesitation, but when his dagger reached Chu Jifeng's throat, there was resistance and he could not penetrate.

Zheng An Ning felt a terrifying pressure locking onto them, and quickly pulled Rong Lin away from Chu Jifeng. Everyone saw a bolt of lightning striking straight down from where Rong Lin had just stood.

Rong Lin was almost struck to death by lightning.

Chu Mingze and Chu Minglan looked at the place struck by lightning in horror. A deep pit had been created and the ground was charred, but Chu Jifeng, who was only one step away from the pit, was unharmed.

[Is this the aura of the Destiny Child? It is indeed terrifying. ]

Rong Lin looked at the deep pit thoughtfully, his eyes sharp and inquiring, "What's going on?"

Chu Mingze was still in shock, his face pale as he pulled Chu Minglan towards Rong Lin, while at the same time reminding Mu Yi to send Chu Jifeng back.

"Brother, let's go, we can't stay here anymore."

Seeing that Rong Lin was still in a trance, he pulled Rong Lin away without caring whether he walked or not. He was really scared. Rong Lin was almost struck into ashes.

"Hurry up, someone will be here soon, it's such a big noise"

Is Chu Jifeng the so-called child of destiny? Then they have no choice?

Rong Lin's hand was still being held by Zheng An Ning, so he was being pulled on the left and right, and several people were walking hand in hand on the palace road, forming a strange landscape.

Zheng Anning looked at his hand being held by Rong Lin, and thinking that he was too frightened, he didn't care. It wouldn't hurt anyway.

[System, didn’t you say that Heaven wanted to abandon the hero? Why is the hero still so powerful? ]

System explanation: [Host, although you are back, the aura of the male and female protagonists is still there]

[In other words, we have to dismantle this halo ourselves? ]

The guards who were patrolling not far away saw the place that was struck by lightning and hurried to check it out. They saw that the place was in a mess and there was no one there. Only charred soil and a pit were left.

I thought to myself how strange it was that this place was struck by lightning for no reason. Could it be that there was another monster?

The moonlight filtered through the window like water, spilling into the dim palace. The surroundings were silent except for the faint breathing of a man on the ground.

He seemed to be possessed by a nightmare, with cold sweat pouring down his bruised face. He curled up as if he was enduring endless pain.

Chu Jifeng woke up from the darkness, his eyes full of sinister hatred, staring at his prey like a poisonous snake. He sat up directly, feeling groggy and without any strength. Could he move?

He looked at his hands in surprise. Even though the room was dim, he could still see clearly through the moonlight that his hands were delicate and smooth, with distinct joints, unlike his weak and shriveled hands.