Chapter 472 This Year’s Snow Scenery Is Almost Gorgeous
Chapter 472 This Year’s Snow Scenery Is Almost Gorgeous
The two old people he was thinking about had been taken out of the capital by Xia Moshen without anyone noticing and settled in a small county town. They had been awake for two days and were dressed as an ordinary-looking old couple.
Xia Mo did not restrict them and went out with them, but the two elders basically did not go anywhere to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Xia Mo did not try to persuade him, but since the people had been rescued, he did not need to protect them himself. It happened that Yingying and the others were about to evacuate the capital, so Lingchuan asked Yingying, the versatile expert, to come and protect them. The two of them returned to the capital to protect those who needed protection.
Yingying gladly accepted this good job. The small county town was not far from the capital, and anything that happened in the capital could be quickly reported here. He wanted to hear with his own ears what happened to Prince Qiao's Mansion.
That's right, before coming here, Yingying had sent Qiao Wenjin's woman and son to the eldest prince, and also gave him a letter stating their identities and what his good adviser had done behind his back.
As expected, the eldest prince's murderous intent reached its peak after seeing the letter. He drew his sword and killed the two men on the spot, then strode towards the courtyard where Jin Xuhua lived with the bloody knife in his hand.
"Jin Xuhua! How dare you use me!"
The sound arrived before the person arrived. The sound was as powerful as thunder and filled with tremendous anger, piercing Jin Xuhua's eardrums. However, he seemed unaffected and sat there calmly drinking tea. Even when the knife was pointed at the tip of his nose, he did not even raise his eyebrows.
Seeing that he was no longer pretending, the eldest prince's face suddenly twisted and his teeth chattered. "Speak!"
Jin Xuhua raised his eyelids and looked calmly at the furious eldest prince. "Your Highness, why do you have to speak so eloquently? Hasn't Your Highness always known what we are asking for? Now, if you don't ascend the throne and take control of the government, you will be shattered along with us, and your name will be infamous for eternity."
"Are you threatening me?" The eldest prince's eyes were filled with anger, and he wished he could devour his flesh and blood and grind his bones into ashes.
Jin Xuhua chuckled.
He smiled, and the eldest prince's eyes instantly turned red. He turned the blade and extended it an inch forward, directly holding it against his neck. The sharp blade cut through the flesh, oozing a bright red. "Don't think that this prince doesn't dare to kill you!"
Jin Xuhua remained calm and composed, completely ignoring the knife that could take his life at any moment. No one knew the eldest prince better than him. If he wanted to kill him, there was no need to question him.
The way Jin Xuhua planned and disregarded him completely infuriated the eldest prince: "Alright! Since you want to die, your Highness will grant your wish!"
After saying that, the blade sank deeper into the flesh, and the light red color, like spreading red ink, stained the cold white edge of the blade.
then.
And then no more.
The thunder was loud but the rain was light. Jin Xuhua laughed again, raised his hand and gently pushed the knife away from his neck. Looking at the eldest prince's murderous expression, he said, "Your Highness, let's not talk about these empty words. You know better than me how crazy he is now. Even without the 'Immortal Dew' to make those tonic pills, he can still live for a long time, not to mention that he is now suspicious of you."
Yes, since the death of the two elders of the Liu family, the old emperor completely disliked the eldest prince. The reason is easy to guess. The eldest prince once tried to win over the Liu family, but later failed and had conflicts with the Liu family. In any case, it was a handle for him to be eager for quick success and quick benefits and to be eager to win over forces.
In the past, his good father would not care about these things, but now he is as strong as an ox and does not want to abdicate at all. The death of the two elders of the Liu family has shattered his dream of immortality. Naturally, this evil fire will be borne by these sons who wish he would die and abdicate as soon as possible, and he is the most suspicious.
The eldest prince's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot after hearing this. He endured it for a moment, threw away the weapon in his hand, and asked Jin Xuhua coldly: "You really didn't send people to kill those two old immortals?"
Jin Xuhua said, "I sent the person, but I don't know if it was my people who killed him. Everyone wants good things, so doesn't Your Highness want them too?"
Of course I did, the eldest prince thought to himself, and then he looked at him with a sinister look, his tone full of reproach: "If you hadn't acted rashly, would those two old guys have died? You shouldn't have sent anyone to touch them."
Jin Xuhua sneered inwardly, "Your Highness, do you really think this is the reason that puts you at a disadvantage?"
"Isn't it?" The eldest prince laughed angrily.
"Of course not." A flash of madness flashed in Jin Xuhua's eyes, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, but it quickly faded, returning to calm. "All of this is fanned by someone else. The two elders of the Liu family may also be part of the pawns, trying to force us into a desperate situation. Otherwise, why do you think the mother and son and the letter arrived at this time?"
The eldest prince thought about it carefully and was suddenly horrified. A chill ran down his feet. He asked in panic, "Who is it? Does he...know your identity?"
Jin Xuhua raised the corner of his mouth and sneered at him: "What do you think, Your Highness?"
The eldest prince was silent.
After a long silence, he asked, "Who is it?"
Jin Xuhua's eyes darkened, and he uttered, "Prince Xian, Qiao Ruicheng."
"Uncle? Him? How is it possible? Impossible, he is a sickly person..." The eldest prince's voice died down as he spoke, as if he realized that he had overlooked something. His bloodshot eyes suddenly widened and stared at Jin Xuhua.
"Do you have any evidence?"
Jin Xuhua asked in response, "Why do we need evidence? Whoever is least affected by this chess game will be the biggest winner. Whether it's Your Highness, the other princes, or even that person, they are all involved. And he, like a non-existent person, has completely disappeared."
Jin Xuhua stood up, his eyes glancing at the eldest prince, who was still in a state of disbelief, and continued, "Your Highness, I'm not forcing you, someone is forcing us. The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy, and history always praises the victors."
The eldest prince was cold all over, as if his blood had solidified, and his complexion was extremely bad.
Jin Xuhua stopped looking at him and gazed out at the white snow pressing against the branches, saying to himself, "The snow scene this year is not nearly as colorful."
The eldest prince: "..."
The eldest prince knew that he had no way to retreat. He could only be pushed forward. It was really like a barking dog that bites. These princes fought to the death, but in the end they were fooled by a consumptive ghost!
No, this illness is probably fake.
"I'm going to kill him!" The eldest prince spoke word by word, hating him so much that he wanted to kill someone. Many details that had been ignored before began to emerge in his mind bit by bit. The Liu family must have long since surrendered to the emperor's uncle, otherwise Liu Qiuwu would not have repeatedly rejected the olive branch he extended, and even staged a drama of offering medicine with the emperor's uncle, and finally became a favorite in front of his father, forcing him into a dilemma!
"As long as Your Highness inherits the throne, won't you have the final say in this world? The small Liu family, even Prince Xian, is nothing to be afraid of, and they are not even enough to be sacrificed to the flag." Jin Xuhua said slowly, like an evil demon, bewitching a man blinded by hatred and despair, making him charge into battle, but not telling him that the hope of victory is slim.
"...You're right, this little bit of blood is not even enough for the flag sacrifice, and there are also those uncles who deceived me so much!"
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