Fast Passage

Looking at the killers rushing towards him, Li Yu's heart became colder and colder.

The entire hunting ground was guarded by the imperial palace guards. Even if so many assassins were able to sneak in, even if it was not ordered by his imperial brother, it must have been approved by his imperial brother.

Li Yu held Ye Qingli in his arms and watched quietly as the masked killers came within three feet of him.

He covered Qingli's eyes with his right hand, raised his left hand, and the invisible pressure and strong wind crushed towards the killer opposite.

The blades on the opposite side curled up instantly, and before the killers could even scream, they had already turned into a pool of bloody mud.

The smell of blood filled the air, and Ye Qingli was so scared that he hugged Li Yu's waist even tighter.

Li Yu did not release the hand covering his eyes, but just comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."

Soon, there was the sound of footsteps, and General Wang and his other guards hurried over. Seeing the dozens of bloody mud patches and the Prince standing there indifferently, General Wang, a veteran of the battlefield, couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"I'm sorry for being late and frightening Your Highness. Please punish me."

Li Yu glanced at General Wang lightly, his eyes obscure and unclear.

"Nothing, just some petty thieves, but my princess was frightened and left first."

"Here."

After leaving the hunting ground, Li Yu brought Ye Qingli back to the palace. Now he was worried about Ye Qingli staying in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the backyard of the palace, Li Yu sat down in front of a stone table. On the table was a chess game. The black pieces had nowhere to retreat and would be surrounded and killed if they did not fight back.

Opposite the stone table was a thin man with a white face and long beard. He smiled as he looked at Li Yudao with a frown on his face.

"Your Majesty, this is a decision made."

Li Yu didn't pay attention to the teasing from the opposite side. He just picked up the white pieces on the chessboard one by one with his hands, and then said.

"My dear brother, you are too anxious. It is clear that I will be leaving soon."

After finishing his words, Li Yu picked up a white chess piece and held it between his fingers, saying, "Absolute strength is the basis of my calmness in the face of adversity. My brother has crossed the line."

With that, the white chess piece was crushed into dust. Li Yu then stood up, brushed off the dust, and said, "I don't need to tell you what to do next."

"Here."

Afterwards, Li Yu strode away with an indifferent face.

In the palace, the emperor, with a bad look on his face, picked up the paperweight on the table and smashed it hard at the young man kneeling on the ground.

There was a muffled groan, and the paperweight hit the young man's shoulder.

"Stupid! Who allowed someone to do this without permission? And you haven't even taken down two people, one of whom is unskilled in martial arts. You're such a loser."

As he spoke, the emperor seemed to be extremely angry and began to cough continuously. His face became paler and paler. He quickly covered the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.

"Father, Father, are you okay?"

"Ahem, even if nothing happens, you're going to piss me off to death. Get out of here."

"Father, I'll call the imperial physician for you." The prince looked worried.

The emperor really didn't want to see his miserable son, so he could only yell again, "Get lost."

The prince was also afraid of making his father angry, so he quickly got up from the ground and hurried out of Qianyuan Hall.

Finally, looking at the empty palace, the emperor sighed, "Alas, Yu'er Xiang Yu'er, why are you not my son, but my brother?"

As Li Yu's men were busy preparing, the old foxes in Beijing also noticed something was wrong, and the atmosphere in the top court suddenly became tense.

Li Yu also received a lot of temptations and requests for refuge. As for Ye Qingli, he has been living in the Prince Qin's Mansion these days.

"Are you going to rebel?"

A tender white little hand moved from Li Yu's face to Li Yu's neck.