Chapter 329: Song Zhao's Bloody Abuse of Xia Qingyao 1

At the same time, Duan Yunsui went to the Crown Prince's Mansion to pass on the news. He learned that Song Zhao single-handedly besieged the Criminal Department, slaughtered his dead men, and kidnapped his most trusted staff. The Crown Prince couldn't believe it, "Only by her?"

Thinking of Song Zhao's ruthlessness, Duan Yunsui reported truthfully, "Song Zhao has many new weapons in her hands, and their power should not be underestimated."

The crown prince didn't take it seriously. The weapons used by the Ministry of Punishment he was in charge of were the most advanced at present. What kind of good weapons could Song Zhao have in his hand?

It was nothing more than the fact that the people in the Ministry of Punishment were too timid, and they were actually pinched by a little girl.

In the near future, the prince will deeply regret his contempt for Song Zhao today when he recalls today.

Right now, the prince only felt that Song Zhao dared to be arrogant and domineering in his place as the crown prince, and there was a hint of ridicule and anger in his eyes.

Originally, after several negotiations, I thought that Song Zhao had a little more brains, and he would not dare to behave like before because of his great achievements.

But never thought that she would go back to her old ways and be so bold as to provoke him?

Does she want to die?

If there is no Song family, what is she?

"Your Highness, calm down." Xia Qingyao said with a gloomy smile after she had recently read military books and advised the prince, "Song Zhao is not a peaceful person in his bones. She has no brains and recklessness. By doing this, she is giving you a handle. You will soon We can take this opportunity to regain the military power of the Song family."

The Ministry of Punishment belongs to the prince, and the prince represents the face of the royal family. Song Zhao slapped the royal family in the face. How could Emperor Yuan Chun not take the opportunity to beat the Song family to death?

The truth is this truth.

But.

The prince's face was ashen, and he forced out every single word from his throat, "The dead soldiers of the Ministry of punishment were cultivated alone for more than ten years, and they were destroyed in Song Zhao's hands like this. die."

The crown prince and Taifu cupped their hands and said, "If you can take this opportunity to seize power, the death of His Royal Highness will not be in vain. For your great cause, some sacrifices are inevitable."

The prince's complexion is still very ugly, he doesn't care about sacrificing others, but it is not happy to sacrifice his own.

Shen Sheng asked Duan Yunsui, "Did you get the materials in Song Jinfu's hands?"

Duan Yunsui nodded in response, "I have already got it, and I have already destroyed the traces of the chief interrogator's committing the crime as soon as possible, and it is absolutely impossible to find out what happened to His Highness."

The crown prince took the information that Duan Yunsui handed over, but did not open it, the expression on his face obviously relaxed a lot.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the future, the crown prince frowned, and his eyes were stern, "That idiot Song Zhao has repeatedly got on the head of the orphan and the queen mother, I really think that the orphan dare not attack her, right?

Grand Tutor, you immediately take someone to Dali Temple, pass on Gu's order, and immediately bring back the staff intact to Gu, Song Zhao, how dare she not let him go? "

The prince was not afraid that his staff would inform him, but he didn't like women over his head.

Especially that idiot Song Zhao, who he has always despised, is also worthy of detaining him?

The prince Taifu responded, turned around and went to work.

Immediately, the crown prince also wrote a letter, reporting Song Zhao's encirclement and suppression of the Ministry of Punishment.

Song Zhao, you just have to wait and see.

Duan Yunsui stepped out of the threshold, and the servant beside him glanced at the bloody wound on his head, and persuaded, "Master, why don't you go to the doctor for treatment first?"

Duan Yunsui felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and his eyes were so dark that he couldn't tell clearly.

There was a long silence.

A low sigh came from the darkness,

"What she gave me must be kept."

After all, it was the only thing he could keep.

If you can't be an alliance, do what she hates to the bone.