Chapter 172 Thirteen Rare Treasures

"Your Highness, these are the properties that the king used to enrich his own pockets." Qin Hui said with a smile.

Behind the thirteen boxes, there is a man standing in each of them. He is the thirteen adopted son and the thirteen Taibao of the King.

Even so, the Prince's Mansion still left a total of thirteen boxes filled with rare treasures, which shows that it is as wealthy as any other country.

"This box contains the thousand-year-old blood coral collected by my adoptive father. It is six feet high." Da Shaobao said.

"The blood coral in my father's royal study is only three feet long. This stroke is actually six feet long. It's really..." Ji Feng was shocked.

"In this second box, there is a pearl as big as a fist, which the king spent one hundred thousand taels to buy. This largest pearl has a great origin. It was obtained by the Marquis of Changqing when he pacified the Seven Mountains of Yunlong. That one is priceless.”

"Open it quickly."

"The king is the richest man in the world. He is well-deserved and can be compared to thirteen thousand." Ji Feng took a deep breath and praised.

"There are no guards in the palace now. Why don't my aunt go back with me and stay in my nephew's palace?"

Ji Feng took the whole audience today, and her heart fluctuated. Looking at Yu Feihong's charming appearance, she couldn't help but feel moved and chuckled.

"You..." Yu Feihong's face suddenly turned cold.

The thirteen Taibao looked at each other and opened the box. There was nothing inside.

Just as Jifeng was about to tease her aunt, she suddenly froze on the spot, and Yu Feihong was also stunned.

"Where's the treasure?"

"You Yu Feihong, you actually hid a treasure secretly. Could it be that you want to kill thirteen of us?" Da Shaobao was the first to speak and looked at Yu Feihong coldly.

Yu Feihong froze on the spot, looking at the thirteen people who accused her, feeling filled with resentment for a moment.

"Thirteen of us are the sons of the Prince of China. Yu Feihong is very jealous. He just made me wait for my mother and not be able to enter the gate of the Prince's Palace. If it weren't for this woman, my mother and I would be like this!"

The young master said coldly.

"My father accepted thirteen of me just to control this woman, but he didn't expect to be killed by her. He had to accept Lin Yuchan, otherwise there would be no disaster today!"

"Lin Yuchan and her are just the same person!"

"Your Highness, the thirteen of us are willing to take refuge with you. Logically speaking, the thirteen of us should call you cousin."

Thirteen people spoke at the same time, their voices still cold, which made both Jifeng and Qin Hui stunned for a moment.

Darling, the king has given birth to thirteen things.

She didn't say a word, feeling desperate in her heart. Her delicate cheeks were even more haggard from days of hard work. She turned around and came to the rockery of the Middle Prince's Mansion. This place was still expensive to build. There was a tomb in front of it, with the inscription " The Tomb of the Dead Husband King."

"Why are you lying to me? I know that these thirteen people are your biological flesh and blood, so I have to keep them even if I have to waste my family wealth."

"Gentlemen and villains always think about things for a moment. I have no intention of exploring right and wrong. Let's just leave it at that. I'm tired..."

She slowly knelt in front of the tomb, feeling desolate and confused in her heart. Then she bumped into the tombstone of the king, and her blood dyed the tombstone red. This scene was dazzling and sad, and it made people feel shocked.

Even the Thirteenth Taibao couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He was so desperate. He didn't say a word to defend himself and died in front of the tombstone.

Ji Feng rushed over and suddenly stopped. He was just an ordinary person. If Yu Feihong pretended to be dead, it would be troublesome to replace him.

"Quickly, hang on to the life of the middle princess. Such a beautiful woman has been wasted like this..." Ji Feng said loudly.

Behind Qin Hui, several martial arts masters stepped forward, but a woman suddenly appeared in the distance. She jumped up, her skin was covered with snow, and she was dressed in peerless blue. She held a green sword in one hand, and the sword radiated with radiance, glaring at everyone coldly.

"Aunt Hong, I have never rested for a thousand miles, and I will be late after all."

Lin Yuchan sighed softly, gathered her palms with one hand, and continued to transmit the true energy into Yu Feihong's body.

"Lin Yuchan, the daughter of the King of Zhennan of Dali, is said to be the most beautiful in the world. For the first time today, she is truly extraordinary."

Ji Feng's eyes lit up and he praised: "But I remember that you shouldn't be able to practice martial arts. How come you suddenly have such good swordsmanship?" "

"Your Highness, thirteen of us will help you capture them."

"Lin Yuchan, Yu Feihong is about to die. He only needs his last breath. Will you pass on the true energy to her?" the eldest young master said coldly.

Everything was brought about by Lin Yuchan, the broom star. If not for this, how would he have been in the palace today?

Cao Zhengchun watched all this without saying a word, and carried Zhu Wuli's coffin straight into the lobby.

"The Prince just died a few days ago. If it weren't for Yu Feihong, the Palace of the Prince would have been gone. These thirteen people...are really rubbish."

A figure stepped outside the door, and Ding Xiu sighed softly.

"I have never seen such a disgusting person in my life." Cheng Shifei sighed.

He had been a gangster all his life, and this was the first time he felt so disgusted.

"It's ridiculous, what's the business of you Jinyiwei while we wait? Su Changqing is here, he can also take care of our family affairs?" the eldest Shaobao sneered.

"So what?"

Outside the door, a figure stepped in. He was majestic and tall. He was plain and calm, but he was almost so depressing that the people present were suffocated.

"Hou Changqing? Didn't you just arrive in Chang'an City?" Jifeng looked at the other party and said in surprise.

"It's relatively close to here, so I happened to be here."

Outside the door, hundreds of guards in brocade clothes stepped forward, with solemn figures, embroidered spring knives on their waists, and flying fish in brocade clothes. They all stepped into the gate.

"Today I came here for only two things." Su Changqing said calmly.

"One is to kill people, and the other is to kill people."

"Who do you want to kill? I have never touched Lin Yuchan." Ji Feng's heart trembled, and he spoke quickly.

He thought of Su Changqing's importance to Lin Yuchan.

"You want to kill us?" The Thirteen Guardians were shocked at the same time, staring at Su Changqing.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. The thirteen of them could not be Su Changqing's enemy.

Su Changqing stepped forward, and everyone retreated to both sides. Su Changqing opened a box casually, and there was nothing inside.

"Yu Feihong spent almost all his family wealth to save the thirteen of you. You didn't have time to move your property. It should be in the pond in this mansion, right?"

Su Changqing's fist was shining with golden light, and it was hanging down to the ground. His divine power was unparalleled and immeasurable. On the bluestone on the ground, a crack of several tens of meters appeared. In the pond in front of him, there was a loud explosion, and countless green waves splashed down. In the water shadows, there were thirteen identical large boxes that flew into the air.

This scene was really shocking, and the Thirteen Taibao, Ji Feng, and Qin Hui were shocked on the spot. Even Cao Zhengchun frowned.

The thirteen boxes all fell in front of Su Changqing, and Su Changqing casually pulled off a lock.

When he opened the box, there was a six-foot-high thousand-year-old blood coral inside, which was crystal clear and colorful.

When he opened another box, there was nothing else inside, only pearls. One of the pearls was the size of a fist, which was very eye-catching. There were also three pearls as big as apricots next to it, shining and colorful, as white as burning lamps.

After many twists and turns, this thing finally fell into his hands.

"Okay, the matter is settled, let's start killing people."

Su Changqing played with the pearl, looked around at everyone, and spoke calmly.

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