Chapter 717 If There Is Someone Above Him
Who else could be ambitious except the prince?
Bei Cang Huang suffered such great grief suddenly, and next, there will be another bloody storm in the Bei Cang royal family.
According to Bei Canghuang's nature of being able to poison a tiger for a piece of holy dragon token, how could he be merciful to other people.
Beicang is going to be in chaos.
And when Beicang is in chaos, the surrounding countries are bound to be ready to move.
As one of the powerful countries, who wouldn't want to share a piece of fat in Beicang?
Everything Gong Ling did was to disrupt the chess game in the world!
Liu Yusheng was silent for a long time when he heard the news.
None of them expected that Hei Lian's target would be the Eighth Prince.
The King Yuan who had just been known by everyone to really win Bei Canghuang's heart, thought that he would have a bright future from then on, but in the end he died in Huangquan.
"Gong Ling may have known Bei Canghuang's intentions earlier than anyone else," Feng Qingbai said in a low voice while holding the woman in his arms, "Before the Eighth Prince hadn't surfaced, Gong Ling had already assassinated him once in the Royal Hunting Ground It was also that time that Duan Ting and I began to notice this King Yuan."
"Tell me, what is Hei Lian's identity, and why does he know so many things?" Even the brothers and sisters who grew up with him didn't see the clues about King Yuan. How did Hei Lian know? The one who passed the throne to King Yuan?
"His ability is much greater than we imagined. Perhaps long ago, in the center of power in various countries, he had already planted hidden stakes."
"But, he's only in his twenties at most, right?"
"What if there is someone above him?"
The two looked at each other and were silent again.
After a while, Feng Qingbai rubbed the little girl's head, "Don't worry so much, the soldiers will cover the water and soil, and we will leave Beicang soon, the things here have nothing to do with us."
"It doesn't matter how it is," Liu Yusheng said with a glance at him, "When all the countries start to mess up, it's time for all the heroes to fight."
"Those things are up to me. You usually brew wine and refine medicine, just spend more time with me."
"Well - obey!"
The death of the eighth prince, the whole country of Beicang paid homage to him. The funeral ceremony was held recently. As the regent of Nanling, Feng Qingbai and his envoys expressed their condolences and bid farewell to Bei Canghuang.
At this juncture, it is impossible for Bei to declare to the world in a hurry to conclude diplomatic relations, and it is impossible for them to wait here forever.
There are still many hidden dangers in the court hall at Nanling, and every day he is away, he has to worry about it.
He needs to go back and calm down the situation.
This time, Bei hurriedly didn't keep him anymore, he was so absorbed in the pain of bereavement, in just two days, the solemnity and majesty when they first met seemed to be covered with a layer of old age, and the whole person had aged a lot.
On the day before leaving, the palace sent the emperor's confidants to see him off, besides Duan Ting, Li Ruibai and Li Ruifan.
"After this farewell, I don't know when we can meet again, Feng Qingbai, I will miss you." Once Feng Qingbai left, the best bodyguard was gone.
Last time he ordered the guards in the mansion to shoot people into sieves, and he didn't know if the assassin held grudges or not.
In case of revenge, he may not be able to stop...
Feng Qingbai only glanced at him indifferently, and at some point, this man's name for him changed from King of Nanling to Feng Qingbai, and the change was silent.
"There's no need to send it away. Let's say goodbye today, and there will always be a day when we will meet again."
"There must be. If I miss you, I will go to Nanling to see you."
Liu Yusheng took Feng Qingbai's arm, said goodbye to Li Ruibai's brothers and sisters, pulled them back and boarded the boat without saying hello to Duan Ting.
A big man who always says such ambiguous words is not shabby!
Watching the two enter the cabin, Duan Ting rested his jaw with one hand, with a faint smile on his face.
In a lifetime, it is a blessing to have one or two friends who will not stab you in the back.
Sitting on the boat, watching the figures on the pier getting farther and farther away, and the waves of the canal ahead, Liu Yusheng let out a long sigh of relief.
"I can finally go home." After more than a month, they will be able to set foot on the land of Nanling. Thinking of this, she felt her blood throbbing with excitement.
Homecoming is like an arrow.
"Well, it should be November when I return to Nanling. If there is no major event in the court, I will go back to Xinghua Village for the New Year's Eve." Staring at his little girl, Feng Qingbai felt ashamed in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, it has been almost three years since they met again, and his little girl is also from sixteen to nineteen years old.
Three years was a long time to say, but the time he spent with her probably didn't exceed one and a half years.
At the age of her youth, he had to be involved in government affairs for most of the time.
miss her best moments.
Seeing the man's expression, Liu Yusheng turned his face away with a little guilt.
He regretted over there, but she secretly felt lucky.
As long as he's not in a hurry, she thinks it's okay to get married after the age of twenty.
That's normal.
At the age of eighteen or nineteen, it is an early marriage.
Pulling the guilty girl into his arms, leaning against her to watch the sunset on the other side of the horizon, a slight smile appeared on Feng Qingbai's face.
It took more than a month to reach Nanling by boat, and during this month, he and his little girl could get along well alone.
For him, it is something that makes him feel very happy.
At this moment, the two of them didn't know that when they were sailing on the canal, there was a huge shock in Nanling.
At that time, Xinghua Village was still peaceful.
In just over a month, Liu Zhiqiu and Wei Lan's jaws were obviously fattened by relying on the food smuggled in by wandering shopkeepers.
For this reason, the old lady found a name casually and cleaned up the two of them.
After the dire straits, the situation became worse again.
The ass was beaten so hot that Liu Zhiqiu couldn't sleep well at night.
Simply turn over on the roof to bask in the moonlight.
With Erlang's legs crossed, he kept practicing the mantra that Wei Lan used to coax with a roast chicken in his body, and began to learn to send and receive internal strength.
Although the two hidden guards around him had the same caliber, they both said that he couldn't develop internal strength at his age.
Liu Zhiqiu snorted, he is a genius in martial arts, with extraordinary talent, he can practice what they say can't be practiced.
It's just that I'm not very proficient yet, and I often hit it crookedly when I strike the palm, trying to smash the wild trees on the mountain with the palm wind, but in the end I smashed a big hole at my feet.
Gathering the scattered energy that wandered around the body to one place, from thin to thick, and then turning it in the palm of his hand, the block at the beginning has become smooth, and he is quite satisfied with the result.
In the air, slowly, there was a smell of burning, which seemed to be absent.
Then it gradually became stronger and stronger.
Liu Zhiqiu suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the roof.
With sharp eyes, he searched around, and finally saw a fire in the wing room of the inner courtyard!
"Little Bailian!" With a low curse, she jumped from the roof to the inner courtyard, she got close, and could clearly hear the panic coming from inside.