It was dark at night, and the inner walls of the Imperial Palace were towering, giving off a chilling air.
Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe hurriedly walked through the layers of sentries and went straight to the emperor's palace.
As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of medicine hit my face.
On the large dragon couch, Xue Ye was resting with his eyes closed, his face sallow.
If it weren't for the stimulation of Heavenly Curtain that kept him breathless, he would have fallen asleep long ago.
"It's so late, Sect Master Ning, why did you come here this time?"
Xue Ye did not open his eyes, his voice was full of exhaustion.
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward quickly, regardless of red tape, and his tone was extremely urgent. "Your Majesty! I heard that you have ordered the mobilization of Marshal Gelong and Royal Soul Master Corps to encircle and suppress Dark Night Arena?"
Hearing this, Xue Ye slowly opened his cloudy eyes, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
"Not bad."
"Then Duel Arena openly provoked the majesty of the empire and humiliated Royal Family Prince. If I don't eradicate him, where will Royal Family's face be?"
As he spoke, he coughed twice violently.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, absolutely not!"
"I'll tell you the truth, sir... I just came out of that Dark Night Arena."
"What I saw and heard there shocked me greatly! This force is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface!"
He still relied heavily on Ning Fengzhi. Seeing Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master, who had always been stable, lose his composure, he couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart.
"Oh? Sect Master Ning is the leader of a sect. What kind of scene have you never seen before? You can actually say such a thing?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, lowered his voice, and raised two fingers:
"That force is not very visible."
"But according to my observation just now, there are at least two Titled Douluo sitting inside!"
In fact, in his mind, this number must be at least doubled.
The strong man watching the gate, the woman playing with Ice Whip, that White-haired woman called Steward Xue, that Evil Steward with terrifying eyes...
And the unfathomable Monarch...
In his opinion, there are at least four! Or even more!
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, Xue Ye, who was originally very weak, was so shocked that he sat up straight. Because the movement was too violent, he coughed violently.
"Ahem... Two Titled Douluo?!"
He stared at Ning Fengzhi with disbelief on his face.
There is only one Titled Douluo in the entire Heaven Dou Imperial Family Consecration Hall! There are two hidden in that broken Duel Arena?
"Impossible!" He frowned tightly, "I know all the records of Titled Douluo, and I have never heard of anyone joining such a force!"
As he spoke, his sharp eyes turned to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe who was standing aside.
"Qinghe, you have a close relationship with that Duel Arena, why have you never mentioned this to me?!"
This sudden question made Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, feel nervous.
But her words had already been prepared on her face, showing just the right amount of fear and innocence.
There was a hint of panic and helplessness on her face, and she said with a wry smile:
"Father Emperor, you also know that my talent is mediocre and Soul Power is humble."
"If those Titled Douluo level experts deliberately restrain their aura and stand in front of me, I will just treat them as ordinary people."
"My son... I really can't sense it."
This is reasonable and reasonable, after all, the level gap is too big.
Ning Fengzhi nodded immediately, invisibly helping her to smooth things over. "Your Majesty, Qinghe, what His Highness said is true."
The auras of those people were extremely clever. If I hadn't stayed with Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu all year round and was extremely sensitive to Titled Douluo's aura, it would have been difficult to detect them.
After hearing this explanation, Xue Ye's face became extremely ugly.
Two Titled Douluo...
This power can stir up the storm wherever it is placed!
"Huh! So what?" He snorted coldly, with madness flashing in his eyes.
"Although two Titled Douluo are troublesome, they can't make a difference in front of my million-strong cavalry of the Heaven Dou Empire!"
"Sect Master Ning, my days... are numbered."
His skinny hands grasped the dragon quilt under him tightly, and his voice became excited.
"Sect Master Ning, you also know that my time is short! I need Divine Medicine, who can regenerate amputated limbs, to extend my life! There is Duel Arena!"
"I need the women on Peerless Beauty Ranking to help me break through the bottleneck! But they are all on Duel Arena!"
"My body can't hold on much longer..."
"Since they are unwilling to offer it to me, they can only steal it by force!"
These words made Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe look at each other and see the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Ning Fengzhi thought of the indescribably rich breath of life in Green Garden. There was indeed a magic item there that could cure Xue Ye.
But now that the two sides are at odds with each other, how can they give up on each other?
But he still wants to fight for it again, for the sake of the empire and for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Your Majesty, think twice!"
Ning Fengzhi took a step forward and persuaded again:
"Why don't you let Crown Prince Hall go and negotiate again? Being an enemy of the two Titled Douluo will do me Heaven Dou Empire a hundred harms without any benefit!"
"If a war really breaks out, even if the empire can win miserably, it will be severely damaged."
"At that time, Star Luo Empire and Spirit Hall will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and I, Heaven Dou, will be in danger!"
"Your Majesty, do you want to see Heaven Dou's foundation destroyed in one day?"
This sentence finally hit Xue Ye's weakness.
His chest rose and fell violently, and finally, he sighed dejectedly and leaned back on the bed.
"Then according to Sect Master Ning, what should I... do?"
Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and suggested:
"Your Majesty, since a strong attack is not advisable, why not... let Qinghe try it again?"
Xue Qinghe sighed inwardly, knowing that he had to clean up the mess again.
She took a step forward, bowed and said, "Father Emperor, Sect Master Ning is absolutely right."
"Please give me another chance. I am willing to fight for you as a friend. Maybe... there will be a different result."
She figured that she could take this opportunity to go back to Duel Arena and see what happened to Sixth Grandfather and Seventh Grandfather who was sent to arrest him.
By the way, you have to ask Qin Chen for some Divine Medicine. Otherwise, if there is a fight and you are caught in the middle, there is no need to cheat Crown Prince.
Xue Ye was silent for a moment and nodded helplessly.
"That's all."
"Qinghe, please go there again."
"Remember, no matter what the conditions are, I agree!"
"Even if it means ceding territory! Even if it means becoming a king!"
Qian Renxue looked at the old man's lingering appearance and sneered in his heart, but he bowed respectfully on his face.
"Yes, Father Emperor."
"My son, go and do it now, and you will definitely live up to Father Emperor's great trust."
"Go ahead..."
Xue Ye waved his hand, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and lay back on the bed. Marshal Gelong also postponed his actions.
In the end, Ning Fengzhi was left in the palace, responsible for stabilizing Xue Ye's emotions.
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, followed the order, but before going to Duel Arena, she had to go back to the Crown Prince Hall.
She had to go and warn Grandpa Azure Luan and the others first, telling them not to act rashly and to wait for her to come back honestly.
It's really heart-breaking to worry about every day!