The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1272

King Yinglan strode into the room and kicked the Imperial Censor hard in the corner. "Imperial Censor, I heard you want to get rid of me."

His words were laced with rage; he couldn't wait to take action.

As expected, the Imperial Censor panicked instantly.

Xu Tian is really ruthless; he actually revealed this matter. Isn't he afraid that the King of Yinglan might do something to him?

The Imperial Censor felt that he understood Xu Tian's thoughts less and less.

"Your Highness, I didn't mean it that way. Xu Tian lied to you." The Imperial Censor hurriedly knelt on the ground and began to shirk responsibility.

Anyway, Xu Tian isn't here, so he might not know what he said.

He hoped to convince the King of England with his words.

Soon, the Imperial Censor shifted all the blame onto Xu Tian, ​​who had been secretly observing the Prince of Yinglan all along.

"Although I particularly dislike Xu Tian, ​​I know what he will do and what he won't do. You'd better shut up." King Yinglan found it somewhat amusing and spoke unhurriedly.

If what the Imperial Censor said were true, Xu Tian wouldn't have told me everything.

"Your Highness, it's all Xu Tian's conspiracy. Don't listen to his nonsense. I know best what he's thinking." The Imperial Censor, still wanting to try and salvage the situation, became even more anxious.

He had been talking for so long, but King Yinglan was not fooled at all.

"You sound quite tired. Why don't I summon Xu Tian right now? I'd like to hear what you have to say then." King Yinglan pretended to be about to take action, his expression constantly changing.

He didn't miss the Grand Censor's flustered expression and smiled slightly.

The Imperial Censor was completely speechless.

If Xu Tianzhen really came, his situation would probably be even more miserable. He had no idea what that would be like.

If he had known it would turn out this way, he would never have laid a hand on Xu Tian. But what's done is done, and no amount of regret can change that.

There was nothing he could do but seriously consider ways to remedy the situation.

"Let's continue with our previous topic. Do you particularly want to get rid of me? That's what interests me the most." King Yinglan forced a smile, but his face was horribly ashen.

The Imperial Censor remained motionless, his forehead covered in a dense layer of sweat.

The situation is so dire that there is no one who can save them.

Is there really no other way?

"I..." After a long while, the Imperial Censor finally prepared to say something.

But King Yinglan beat him to it: "If you ever have such thoughts in the future, just tell me directly. There's no need to do things behind my back. I hate people like you the most."

Because of the Imperial Censor, Prince Yinglan has become much more fond of Xu Tianshun.

However, he knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for the two of them to coexist peacefully.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I was just joking. I never really thought that way." The Imperial Censor could only think of other reasons now.

How could the King of England possibly believe the Imperial Censor? He would find it particularly laughable.

Not wanting to say another word, King Yinglan waved his hand and said, "Today I will teach you a lesson. In a moment, I will have your son taken away. If you dare to say anything, you will not live."

Without even glancing at the Imperial Censor, Prince Yinglan turned and left.