C671 Dongfang Jin Was Grounded

Emperor Wenjing's face turned ashen, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable fury. He ordered with a stern voice, "Pass on my order, Crown Prince Dongfang Jin. He is wild and unruly, and has no respect for his elders. He has lost his dignity in front of the palace. From today onwards, you are forbidden from entering the Crown Prince's Palace to save yourself from your own mistakes. There is no order from me. No one is allowed to visit him!"

Lu Cheng's face turned pale as he replied submissively, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Then he walked in front of Dongfang Jin with a respectful expression and a complicated look in his eyes as he said to Dongfang Jin, "Your Highness, this old servant has offended you!"

After beating Dongfang Mo, Dongfang Jin's daughter elegantly stood there. Her beautiful face that was like a poem and painting carried a cool and elegant smile.

She coldly looked at Emperor Wenjing and flew into a rage. She calmly accepted his criticism and orders.

When Lu Cheng came in front of her, Dongfang Jin's clear and smooth voice was as cold as ice and snow.

"Everyone in the world knows that this prince has always doted on his wife and feared her internally. Yet today, you used such a lowly method. If Crown Princess heard it, she would be displeased. What do you think, how should Bengong punish you? En? "

There was a simple syllable at the end, but it caused the temperature in the Imperial Reading Room to drop to the extreme.

Inside. A person could only feel a cold chill running through his limbs and bones.

Imperial Consort Li, who was asked this question by Dongfang Jin, turned pale. A cold chill crawled up from her back and wrapped around her with an extremely powerful pressure.

Even though Dongfang Jin was still as elegant and peerless as an immortal, she could still feel his killing intent!

Dongfang Jin only asked casually, and didn't expect her to say anything.

When he turned around, he glanced at Dongfang Mo indifferently.

His eyes were filled with disdain, carrying the air of a king looking down on all living things. The way he looked at Dongfang Mo made Dongfang Mo feel like he was looking at a dead man!

Dongfang Mo felt his throat tighten when he thought of this.

He couldn't even put on the posture of a victor. He just watched Dongfang Jin's dignified and proud back as he left.

Even though there were soldiers following behind him, those soldiers did not dare to get within three feet of Dongfang Jin.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo didn't see Dongfang Jin's miserable state as he had expected. He gritted his teeth and had a cold expression on his face.

The news of Dongfang Jin being grounded in the Crown Prince Palace spread like the wind.

The crowd was in an uproar!

Those who were afraid of Dongfang Jin and surrendered to Seventh Prince only felt that their choice was a clever one.

However, Dongfang Jin's people did not panic at all. They firmly grasped the power that they should have and did not give the enemy any chance to take advantage of.

Because, from the beginning to the end, they believed that what they followed was not a man, but a god!

The Dragon Abyss was only temporary. With His Highness's current strength, as long as he wanted to soar, he could look down on the sky and reach the nine heavens at any time!

After Dongfang Jin returned to the manor, although no one was allowed to visit. However, the light in the Bamboo Garden's study room lit up the entire night, and a secret letter rolled out like a snowball.

On the surface of the seemingly calm surface of the Holy Capital, there was actually a hidden storm that was brewing!

Outside of Jiangzhou City, in the Xiyue Country's camp.

Nangong Feng's handsome face did not have the usual unruly laughter, but instead, it was filled with killing intent and solemnity.

In the big tent were Xi Moyao, Feng Ziran, King Qing, and the other Xiyue Country generals.

At this moment, everyone's face was filled with solemnity. Their brows were tightly knitted, and the corners of their mouths were tightly pursed.

After a long time, Nangong Feng's cold voice rang out in the tent.