The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Jiang Silin's expression was no longer as relaxed as before. The surprise in his eyes quickly faded, and in the blink of an eye, only anger remained: "You are not missing?!"

Jiang Yanchuan was wearing a suit of silver armor. He seemed to dislike the outfit for being too cumbersome. He walked forward while dismantling it: "You like to talk nonsense even more than before."

Jiang Silin was choked by the sarcasm, but he didn't have the time to care about it. He clenched his hands into fists under his wide sleeves. Just as he was about to call on the soldiers he brought with him to take action, he suddenly remembered something and turned his head violently.

The sky was completely bright. He looked past the soldiers brought by Jiang Yian and looked further away. After a while, he finally caught a glimpse of light reflected from armor behind the slightly yellowed shadows of the trees.

"Since you have seen it," Jiang Yanchuan threw the dismantled armor on the ground, "then I don't need to hide it anymore."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jiu, who was wearing a human skin mask and mingling among the imperial guards, slightly put his index finger and thumb together, put them into his mouth, and blew a sharp whistle.

After the whistle sounded, the soldiers who were hiding behind heavy cover in the distance came out together.

When the leader finally stepped out of the shadows into the sunlight, the moment Jiang Silin saw the man's face clearly, his pupils trembled violently several times.

It’s Zhu Qian!!

It's General Zhu Qian of Yunhui!!

In the distance, Zhu Qian led the soldiers behind him and quickly approached the direction of Chongyun Palace. The orderly footsteps were like powerful drumbeats, beating on everyone's hearts one by one.

Someone in the hall murmured in a low voice: "I must be dreaming..."

Then, there was the sound of an extremely powerful slap on the face, and along with it, a sound of someone gasping for breath, which rang heavily in everyone's ears.

"It's not a dream... It's not a dream!"

Emperor Mingze is back! He has returned with the merits of successfully conquering Beiming, and with the best generals of Da Rui!

Several heavy gasps were heard one after another, buried in the sound of soldiers marching closer and closer.

Everyone's expressions became visibly panicked.

What they relied on today was nothing more than the news that Prince Xin insisted that "Jiang Yanchuan had disappeared in Beiming territory." Now that Emperor Mingze and General Yunhui had returned to the palace together, they instantly recalled that man's iron-blooded wrist, and cold sweat immediately covered their bodies!

Zhu Qian led his soldiers into Chongyun Palace, walked straight to Emperor Mingze, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, all the palaces have sent back news that the rebels sent by Prince Xin to the palaces have all been controlled."

Jiang Yanchuan's eyes had been fixed on Jiang Silin. He didn't make a sound when he heard the words. He only raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with his eyes -

"Did you hear that?"

Did you hear that the action you had been working hard on for years and carefully planning was defeated so easily just after it started?

Jiang Silin's face suddenly darkened and he clenched his teeth tightly.

"Jiang, Yan, Chuan——"

"His Majesty!"

Suddenly, someone behind him shouted loudly, successfully interrupting Jiang Silin's words.

"I report this! Lord Pan Jifeng provided a large amount of money to support Prince Xin's rebellion. I have been lying in wait here for so long just to get evidence of this man's rebellion! I hope Your Majesty will see clearly!"

Pan Jifeng turned around suddenly and looked at the person who spoke with a stern look on his face: "You?!!!"

Jiang Yanchuan's gaze finally moved away from Jiang Silin and shifted to the person who spoke: "Oh?"

The voice was extremely cold, and there seemed to be countless cold rays piercing out of his eyes. The person who spoke trembled all over, but still gritted his teeth and said: "I have evidence of Pan the thief's rebellion in my hand!"

Jiang Yanchuan uttered a "huh" without any emotion.

The people standing behind Jiang Silin regarded this voice as a life-saving straw. Loud voices of denunciation rang out one after another, and the scene was in chaos.

"I can also testify that Lord Pan is the biggest accomplice of Prince Xin's trip!"

"I also have evidence of Lord Jia Zhuo's guilt in my hands!"

"My lord——"

"bass--"

The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed suddenly rang out, subtle but enough to stir everyone's fragile nerves.

However, before they could react, Pan Jifeng quickly turned around and stabbed the person who spoke first with a sword!

He used up all his strength and pressed his whole body on the man. The sword pierced the man's abdomen, and the blood on it kept dripping, "tick, tick", as if counting the beats of everyone's heartbeat.

The group of people who were vying to provide evidence just now seemed to be suddenly grabbed by the neck by someone. Their voices suddenly stopped, their breathing became long and shallow, and they could only open their eyes in vain, watching the person who spoke first lower his head with a blank face, and the moment he saw the scene at his waist clearly, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The man let out a series of difficult "ho ho" sounds, and after just a few breaths, he could no longer hold on and fell backwards with a bang!

"Bam—"

Everyone standing behind Jiang Silin shook violently at the loud noise.

Pan Jifeng gently pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve and slowly wiped the blood off his fingers, his expression cold: "Is there anyone else who wants to betray Prince Xin?"

Wherever his eyes reached, people dodged and avoided.

The panic on the faces of the group of people was extremely obvious, forming a sharp contrast with the calm expressions of the group of clear-minded people on the opposite side.

"We all serve the new emperor, and it was not our intention to fight each other with swords this time," Pan Jifeng shook his sleeves and smiled gently, his tone full of pity, "But this person actually wants to split our alliance. I believe you can understand, right?"

Everyone was silent.

After a pause, Pan Jifeng continued with a pointed tone: "I believe your relatives would not want to see such a scene."

In order to prevent this group of people from turning against him at the critical moment, Jiang Silin gathered all the eldest sons and grandsons in their family together, ostensibly for centralized care, but in fact leaving behind powerful weapons that could restrain them.

The faces of the trembling people turned pale, and reason was swept away along with the memory!

correct!

They still have something on King Xin! !

Pan Jifeng looked at the sudden change in everyone's expressions with satisfaction, and stood respectfully back to the side of Prince Xin.

He has already placed all his wealth on Prince Xin. Among this group of people, he is the only one who has no way out.

Jiang Silin looked back at Jiang Yanchuan almost provocatively, and spoke loudly, but his words were directed to the group of court officials behind him -

"Everyone, it wasn't long after the news of the great victory at the border came back that Jiang Yanchuan rushed back with his soldiers—"

"They must not have recovered from the long journey. What good can such soldiers do even if they have more people?!"

"Our soldiers have been training for several years, waiting for today—"

"We will be invincible!"

Jiang Silin raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Jiang Yanchuan opposite him: "All soldiers, listen to my orders——"

"Do it!!"