Chapter 1272 Lessons

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"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen raised her lips lightly, pushed Chen Weiming forward, drew out her sword, and chopped off his head in one fell swoop.

Long Yeli only felt a blur in front of her eyes, as countless blood stains of Chen Weiming were spattered on her brocade robe.

In the Prince's Palace, the guards rushed in, but they were all blocked by the red-robed army.

The tall and heroic red-robed troops, all of them fighting calmly and solemnly, were divided into two rows and formed a strict array. One row held long swords and spread out slightly, facing the prisoners directly. The other row had flat-ended crossbows with their backs to the Prince's Palace. , the cold light of the bow and arrow pointed unwaveringly at the guards rushing outside the hall!

Long Yeli clenched his fingers and asked in a deep voice: "Is the emperor's uncle going to rebel?"

Feng Qingchen sneered: "Rebellion? You, a little prince who can't even hold his own seat, are you worthy of saying these two words to me?"

The veins on Long Yeli's angry face bulged.

Sun Bafu said in a low voice: "Prince, please don't act out of anger. Ask first what's going on!"

Luan Liuming sneered: "Master Sun, do you still have to ask? This is because King Guangping doesn't like the prince and wants to avenge the eighth prince!"

Sun Bafu said in a deep voice: "Luan Liuming, please stop talking nonsense. Now is not the time to fan the flames. If you really offend King Guangping and cause a palace upheaval, can you bear this responsibility?"

Long Yeli gritted his teeth. He naturally knew why Feng Qingchen was acting like this. He was just pretending to divorce An Yi. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a big move for the sake of a few men in black who assassinated An Yi!

At this moment, the adults who were arrested started shouting when they saw Long Yeli, wanting to beg for mercy to save their lives.

Leng Jiu stepped forward, paced back and forth in front of the prisoners with his hands behind his back, and suddenly stabbed a prisoner named Favorite with his backhand sword. He looked at the prisoner coldly as he collapsed on the ground and died, and a cold voice sounded. The whole hall whirled around, "Shut up!"

All the prisoners fell silent for a moment.

Long Yeli looked at the corpses on the ground, his clenched fists trembling. It seemed that all of these prisoners had been caught by Feng Qingchen. Even if they died, the emperor would not get any benefits. He said Maybe it will reveal some of the things behind him.

"Uncle Emperor, my grandson must remember your teachings!" Long Yeli slowly released his palms, slowly stepped forward, and saluted Feng Qingchen, "Uncle Emperor, please let them go!"

Long Yeli sneered, "Just two people died. Do you remember the lesson?"

Long Yeli lowered his head and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Remember, uncle, don't worry, your grandson will never hurt innocent people again in the future!"

"Very good!" Feng Qingchen nodded and looked back at those people, "But the list in my hand is not just for these few people. These people have already been brought here. It is really convenient to bring them out for resettlement. Why not come together?" Mass grave!"

With a wave of Feng Qingchen's hand, the prisoners were pushed to the ground. The innermost row of red-robed soldiers stepped forward, raised their swords, and stabbed into the hearts of the prisoners with incomparable accuracy.

Long Yeli's eyes narrowed, his body trembled, and he could clearly see the blood floating in front of the gate of Lihua Palace like a fine mist.

The corpse lying on the ground was as red as a sea of ​​blood...

Sun Bafu was so frightened that he trembled all over. He secretly grabbed Long Yeli, for fear that Long Yeli wouldn't be able to restrain himself.