At the same time.
Within Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
The furnishings in the palace are gorgeous yet solemn, with golden nanmu tables and chairs and priceless porcelain, each of which reflects the royal style.
But at this moment, this gorgeous palace is filled with an aura of conspiracy.
The door in the side hall was closed tightly, and the door latch was lowered, blocking out all sounds from the outside world.
Xue Xing and Xue Ye were sitting next to a coffee table. They tilted their heads and leaned together, their heads almost touching, and they were discussing something.
"Brother." Xue Xing said anxiously, "Father has woken up and passed out, passed out and woke up again. It's been a month, and there are no signs of his death at all."
"Aren't you worried at all?"
"Why am I not impatient?" Xue Ye frowned and spoke in a low voice, his voice full of helplessness.
He picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and continued:
"Brother Emperor, you don't know something. Brother Emperor, I have prepared everything that needs to be prepared."
"But every time my father showed signs of dying, he would be forcibly brought back from the gate of hell by the group of royal healers Soul Master."
"There's nothing I can do about it."
"Brother, I have a plan." Xue Xing said confidently, with a twinkle in his eye.
He leaned forward and his voice became even lower, so low that it was almost just a breathy sound.
"As long as you open your mouth, I will make sure you become the emperor within three days."
"Oh?" Xue Ye tapped his finger on the table, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
He put down the tea cup, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Xue Xing's face.
"Tell me and listen."
"Brother, do you still remember those two bitches who were taken away by Golden Crocodile Douluo?"
"Remember, what happened?"
"We can do something about them." Xue Xing slowly explained, "Actually, the reason why my father and I are like this is just because of the dignity and decency of men."
"Then Golden Crocodile Douluo took away his two concubines in front of so many ministers. This is tantamount to having his wife snatched away on the street."
"If this kind of thing happened to ordinary people, no matter how cowardly that man was, he would probably fight to the death."
"And the two women who were carried away, even if they did not meet each other in the street and committed suicide, at least they struggled desperately and used all their strength to call for help."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm.
"But the problem is, my father and I can only cowardly suppress this matter."
"And the two concubines who were taken away by Golden Crocodile Douluo were just like prostitutes who did their best. They left the palace directly with Golden Crocodile Douluo."
"At this point, my father was so angry that he fainted."
"Suppose we take advantage of the fact that the two concubines are pregnant in front of the ministers while the father is awake, and also send an invitation to the father..."
"Hehe..."
Xue Xing laughed but did not finish the sentence.
He retracted his body, leaned on the back of the chair, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Xue Ye, his eyes full of "you know" hints.
"Brother, what do you think will happen to my father at this time?"
"Okay you!"
Xue Ye thought for a moment, then came back to his senses, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and nodded in agreement.
He reached out and patted Xue Xing on the shoulder, and said in an appreciative tone:
"You are trying to make your father angry to death."
"Brother, what you said is wrong." Xue Xing corrected him seriously, "This is Golden Crocodile Douluo's furious father, but he has nothing to do with me, my little brother."
As he said that, the expression on Xue Xing's face changed from seriousness to nervousness, and then from nervousness to "don't hurt me" worry.
"Brother, whether you use this idea or not, you must never say it out loud."
"Otherwise, little brother, I will be in disgrace for eternity and be drowned with saliva!"
"Don't worry." Xue Ye promised, his tone was solemn and sincere, but the light in his eyes was a little subtle.
He picked up the tea cup, took another sip, put it down, tapped his fingers on the table twice, and continued:
"This matter is limited to what God knows and what the earth knows. You know and I know."
"It's just..." Xue Ye frowned slightly, and his tone was a little more worried, "It's just, where did you get the information?"
"If this gets out, what if Golden Crocodile Douluo comes to your door..."
"Maybe it's Star Luo Empire's conspiracy." Xue Xing quickly added, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.
"Those old beasts from the Star Luo Empire are so evil that they want to take advantage of my father's death to annex my Heaven Dou Empire territory."
"My little brother thought that when the time came, he would ask Golden Crocodile Douluo to take action to avenge his father and at the same time restore his own reputation."
When Xue Ye heard this, he raised his eyebrows at first, and then he and Xue Xing laughed in a low voice.
What no one noticed was that there was an unusual color hidden in Xue Ye's eyes that was difficult to detect.
Xue Ye suddenly discovered that his younger brother seemed to be quite scheming.
If he is not his brother and takes the initiative to hand the handle into his hands, the first thing he will do after he ascends the throne is to destroy him.
Staying with a person with such a deep scheming mind will sooner or later be a disaster.
But then again, since Xue Xing took the initiative to hand over the handle today, then I can use him with confidence.
A person who holds the handle in his hand is not afraid of his disobedience.
Maybe there will be a good story in the future, brothers and sisters will respect each other, and we will create a prosperous world together.
He nodded and ordered in a calm and firm voice:
"Just do as you say and get ready."
"Yes!"
Xue Xing responded, quickly stood up and walked out of the hall.
His steps were extremely brisk, and the palace door opened with a creak.
The light from outside the door poured in and shone on a palace maid carrying a tea tray.
The palace maid was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an ordinary face. She was wearing a light blue palace dress. She was holding a red lacquer tea tray with a pot of tea and several teacups on it.
She was about to enter the door when she saw Xue Xing coming out. A trace of panic flashed across her face. She quickly lowered her head, bent her knees slightly, and was about to salute.
Xue Xing glanced at her, his eyes swept across her face and paused for a moment, but it was only a glance.
The appearance of the palace maid was very ordinary, so ordinary that no one would notice her in a crowd.
He didn't pay attention, didn't even take a second look, and strode away directly, disappearing at the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye.
The maid held the tea tray and stood there, looking at Xue Xing's leaving figure, a trace of panic and happiness flashed in her eyes.
After a while, she lowered her head, held the tea tray, and continued walking towards the side hall.
The palace door slowly closed behind her.