C20 The Sickly Prince X the Cold Prince Regent(20)

The black-clad riders were well-trained, shuttling through the moonlit night, raising their knives like ghosts. Large patches of blood stained the green palace bricks.

The emperor's face was covered by the warm blood of his trusted subordinates. His soft body was lying on the ground. His eyes were staring blankly at the scarlet gate and the golden plaque on it.

It's over, it's all over!

The reason she dared to seize power with Prince Regent since she ascended to the throne was because of Xie Michuan's loyalty to the royal family and his devotion to Great Jin. Although he had made great contributions on the battlefield, he was not a bloodthirsty and cruel person. He never killed innocent people.

That was why she dared to do whatever she wanted and suppress Xie Michuan step by step.

However, all of her plans were ruined by the fake Xie Lin'an. She did not know what kind of bewitching soup that the wandering ghost of unknown origin had fed to Xie Michuan that actually allowed Xie Michuan to protect him until now.

His Highness Prince Regent, who had been fed with Ecstasy Soup, was following closely behind the young man. His cold and handsome face was very tight. "You can't stand the cold. Let's ride back home."

Tu Chiyu glanced at him coldly. He reached out to take the reins, got on the horse, and left in a flash.

Xie Michuan, who was planning to ride back with the others, was speechless.

Prince Regent finally realized something when he saw the young man's back on the way back to the manor. The little guy was angry.

The young man had a mild temper. He was usually sweet and soft. He had a smile on his face that made people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze. But tonight, he treated him with a cold face. Was it because he did not listen to him and went back to the manor earlier?

When he went back to his room with someone, His Highness Prince Regent, who had made up his mind, did not have time to explain. Tu Chiyu was the first to ask, "royal uncle does not have anything to ask?"

Seeing the young man's bright smile again, Xie Michuan did not relax at all, "What do you want to ask?"

"Could it be that royal uncle's words with Xie Lingqian are not suspicious enough? royal uncle will not ask if I am your nephew."

Xie Michuan shook his head. "I believe you are."

This answer obviously did not satisfy the young man. Could it be that Qin's tolerance towards him was only because of the identity of his nephew that he borrowed?

How ridiculous. Tu Chiyu sneered. "I'm not your nephew. I don't want to hear you speak."

Before Prince Regent could understand what he meant, Tu Chiyu held his waist and brought him to the bed.

Xie Michuan watched helplessly as the young man took out a white porcelain bottle from under the pillow, as well as a picture of the Dragon Sun that was spread out in front of him.

The drawing was excellent. The picture that was clearly outlined with a fine brush was presented in front of him.

Tu Chiyu smiled lightly. His clear and melodious voice was like a broken piece of jade striking against each other. His voice was like a string ringing. "Do you not understand, or are you trying to escape?"

Without waiting for Xie Michuan's reply, he shook his head. "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Xie Michuan was surprised that the young man actually had such great strength. It was unknown what method he used to make him unable to move at all.

When he realized what was going on, his heart was in his throat. He was nervous and helpless at the same time.

Tu Chiyu could clearly see the complicated emotions in his eyes. Shock, shock, and anger intertwined together. In the end, they all turned into silence.

As expected of Prince Regent. Xie Michuan did not panic in the face of danger. He suppressed his monstrous anger word by word. "You are too young. You are still a child. Don't do things that will make you regret in the future."

However, he did not expect this sentence to make Tu Chiyu completely lose control.