Xun Feng drew his sword with a cold face. "Princess Consort, you go first, they will escort you away, and the subordinates will stay behind."
"After what? Just kill them all."
Su Qiao took something out directly from the cloth bag on his shoulder.
"Princess Consort, they have strength in numbers..."
Before Xun Feng could finish his words, he saw his Princess Consort suddenly tiptoeing, leaping onto a tree in front of him, and then waved his hand.
White powder scattered from the air like snowflakes.
"Ahhhh..."
Guard Patrol, who was fierce just now, could only cover his face and roll on the ground.
Su Qiao used Lightness Skill to keep jumping up and down the nearby trees. As she jumped, powder like snowflakes scattered everywhere.
"Stay away, block your nose, don't get it on yourself."
It wasn't until Su Qiao reminded, Xun Feng and others realized that they quickly blocked their noses and backed away.
In less than a moment, hundreds of guards had fallen to the ground, leaving only moans and wails.
"Let's go."
Su Qiao jumped down from the tree, clapped his hands and walked away without stopping.
Xun Feng and Fifteen looked at each other, then followed numbly.
"Princess Consort, this is the way out of the palace."
When we reached the fork in the road, Xun Feng quickly reminded us.
Su Qiao continued walking towards Hall of Supreme Harmony, "I know, I'm looking for your wife Family Head."
"But..."
At this critical moment, Xun Feng is of course also worried about his master.
But he also knew very well that the safety of Princess Consort was the most important thing to his master.
Su Qiao didn't even look back. "No but, I can't throw your Family Head son into the Imperial Palace alone."
At this time, Hall of Supreme Harmony was also very lively.
"Haha, if I really want to rebel, do I still need to create something Dragon Robe privately?"
Ye Jinghua is dressed in a black robe, with a five-clawed golden dragon on his chest, just like his own, with an arrogant and evil aura.
"I have millions of soldiers at my disposal. If I really want the throne, do I still need to collude with other countries?"
"Ye Beiyao, when will you be truly smart again?"
Most of the ministers stood behind Ye Jinghua and agreed.
"Your Majesty is absolutely right. If Your Majesty had this intention, he would have taken action long ago. Why wait until now?"
"If the prince really wants to ascend the throne and become emperor, he will not support the emperor in the first place. Please think twice and don't be misled by traitors and ruin the relationship between uncle and nephew."
"Your Majesty, please think twice!!"
"Your Majesty, please think twice!!"
Most of the ministers knelt down, and almost all of them were ministers with very important positions.
This made Ye Beiyao, who was sitting in the seat, look very ugly. He stared at these people coldly, wishing to chop them all down.
He Ye Jinghua did not rebel, but he controlled the government, the courtiers almost all listened to him, and the army was all in his hands. How is this different from rebellion?
He, the emperor, to put it nicely, is an emperor, but in fact he is just a decoration.
Such a useless emperor might as well be inappropriate.
Ye Jinghua stood proudly in the middle of the hall, looking up at the people above, his brows and eyes full of sarcasm:
"Ye Beiyao, Ye Beiyao, I have taught you for six years and let you go for so many years. You are still so stupid and your methods are as childish as a child. How can you teach me how to trust you and leave all these Eastern Yues in your hands?"
In the first three years, he had no intention of becoming an emperor, but devoted himself to supporting and teaching Ye Beiyao.
But he is only ambitious and a little clever, but he is short-sighted, narrow-minded, and has no achievements or tolerance.
At this point, Ye Beiyao has nothing to hide.
Staring at Ye Jinghua and the courtiers kneeling on the ground with murderous intent.
"Imperial Uncle, aren't you afraid that all these ministers will die because of you?"