The Captivating Crown Prince Chapter 276

One of the men in black was preparing to kill the other man just now when he was about to do so. The other man in black was swinging his sword away, saving the Emperor from a tough situation.

"You!" The man in black did not expect his comrade to make a move. The man in black wanted to kill the emperor, but another man in black was blocking the man with a sword. The man in black fearlessly led his men to protect the emperor.

Just at this moment, the black-clothed man who was originally covered with a black cloth pulled back his mask, and saw that the face was the subordinate of the crown prince, field officer Lin Jia Er. He then smiled at the black-clothed man, "Heh! Why can't you tell your brothers apart! However, a person as shameful as you all would not dare to show your face! "

In fact, when the sword was about to slash his neck just now, although Emperor Shang still trusted his daughter a little in panic, and his daughter did not disappoint him, but the Emperor knew very well in his heart that it was very difficult to insert Linjia Er into the enemy. He originally thought that his journey would have been dangerous, but only now did he realize that all of this had the protection of his daughter, but he did not know if it was a good or bad thing for his daughter to be so intelligent, after all, Hui Ji must have been injured.

When the Duke of Qing saw this scene, he was instantly enraged. "Kill him!" To think that someone had joined the crown prince right under his nose … When did the crown prince do it? What did the crown prince know? The Duke of Qing's gaze turned outside the main hall. Why hadn't his subordinate arrived yet?

From this, it could be seen that the martial arts of the man in black was not weak. At the very least, it should be on par with Lin Jia Er's martial arts and the two of them fought with great intensity. Standing beside him, Nangong Lian looked at Lin Jia Er's moves with worry in her eyes.

Their martial arts were evenly matched, but it was obvious that Lin Jia Er's moves were even more unorthodox. The close-combat moves Shang Wuxin had taught him were very helpful at this time, the man in black had already been stabbed twice. Even though the man in black hadn't fallen down, his hands and feet were incompatible because of the loss of blood.

The Duke of Qing did not know why the Crown Prince did not help out in the first place and did not come to capture him. Instead, he was relaxed as if he was watching a play, but he knew that even if he could not kill the Emperor, he would not let him and the Emperor live. How could she let the Duke of Qing be caught so easily? The most interesting thing for a cat to catch a mouse was not its prey, but the fear and helplessness it caused when it enjoyed its prey fleeing.

"Kill Princess Lian!" When the Duke of Qing saw that his subordinate was unable to handle Lin Jia Er, he reminded him. Although the matter between Lin Jia Er and Nangong Lian had not been settled, who in the capital didn't know that Princess Lian, who was doted on by Prince Qian, had actually taken a fancy to a subordinate? Moreover, if Nangong Lian died in the capital, the State of Shang and the State of Nangong would not be finished! The Duke of Qing felt that the Prince of Qing, who could accompany Prince Shang to his death, would turn against him and become his enemy. However, the Duke of Qing had schemed against him in an instant.

The black clothed person immediately dodged Lin Jia Er's sword and pierced towards Nangong Lian. At this moment, Lin Jia Er's eyes were filled with an expression of anxiety and she ran towards Nangong Lian with all her strength to protect Nangong Lian. However, Lin Jia Er was not the opposite of Nangong Lian. When the sword of the man in black approached Nangong Lian, he shouted, "Watch out!"

Shang Wuxin raised her head to look at the teacup in Nangong Lian's hand. Just as the long sword was about to pierce Nangong Lian … Nangong Lian suddenly pulled out a long whip from her waist and swung it towards the black clothed man, deflecting the sword that was stabbing at her heart. However, Nangong Lian's martial arts were not on the same level as the black clothed man's, so even though the sword did not pierce her fatal points, it still injured her arm.

Nangong Lian ignored her wound and waved her whip. The long red whip shot towards the black clothed man's neck. Just as the black clothed man was about to dodge, Lin Jia Er's sword suddenly pierced into his chest.

Seeing Lin Jia Er's arrival, Nangong Lian heaved a sigh of relief and retrieved her whip. Nangong Qian had found that long whip for Nangong Lian. Although it was inferior to the dagger that Shang Wuxin had brought with him, it was still a rare and good weapon that was more suitable for women.

Lin Jia Er looked at Nangong Lian apologetically. He was very worried about Nangong Lian's injuries, but the current situation was critical. As a subordinate of the crown prince, he was not a womanly person. He could only say with a pained expression, "Protect yourself well!"

From the moment she made up her mind to be on good terms with this man, Nangong Lian had already made such a decision. If she wanted to marry a high ranking official and be protected in a mansion, she would not do so.

"Don't worry, I will protect myself!" Then, she took a few steps back while the servant girl behind Nangong Lian stood beside her to protect her. This servant girl was no ordinary servant girl. She was a servant girl that Nangong Qian had specially found for Nangong Lian. Her martial arts were pretty good and she had been by Nangong Lian's side the entire time.

Shang Xin put down the teacup in his hand. Seeing Lin Jia Er standing behind him, he felt a little more appreciative of Nangong Lian's actions. It seemed that the marriage between the two of them could be held as soon as possible! Nangong Qian taught this royal sister well. Otherwise, Shang Wuxin would not have saved Nangong Lian at the first glance.

"Duke Qing!" Shang Wuxin slowly stood up, and Huan Mo Che, who was sitting beside Shang Wuxin, also stood up. Shang Wuxin looked at Duke Qing who was still sitting on the dragon throne with a shallow smile on his face, "I said that Duke Qing cannot sit on this throne, and he cannot sit on it!"

The Duke of Qing looked at Shang's eyes with fear, and ordered, "Bring Duke of Qing down here!" This Dragon Throne is truly amazing! " As he finished speaking, he saw Lin Jia Er bringing the Blood Shang Army to capture Duke Qing who was sitting there.

Since they knew that the Duke of Qing's martial arts were not weak, the members of the Blood Shang Army were extremely cautious. As the crowd drew closer, the Duke of Qing had no choice but to stop them with a slap. At this moment, a group of black-clothed men appeared from within the hall to protect the Duke of Qing and protect him as he left.

Of course, the Blood Shang Army would not give up in pursuit. However, at this time, Duke Qing suddenly threw two items towards the Blood Solidify Army who were following behind him. A fog suddenly appeared behind them. Huan Mo Che suddenly covered Shang Xin's mouth, his voice cold, "Poison!" He immediately held his breath.

Although some people had inhaled the poison mist, they were not fatal. A burst of fog had already passed through the hall, and when the ministers saw that the Duke of Qing was no longer present, they looked at Emperor Shang who was being protected, then looked at the crown prince who did not seem displeased by Duke Qing's escape. They did not know what to do next!

The crown prince had already made his move without waiting for the crowd to decide what to do. He led the Blood Sang Army out of the palace and even Emperor Shang left the palace. However, some old officials were dissatisfied that the crown prince was walking in front of the emperor without any humility.

Some ministers were preparing to leave, but they discovered that the outside of the hall was filled with the black clothed Blood Shang Army, and no one was allowed to leave. Some ministers were preparing to leave, but the outside of the hall was filled with the black clothed Blood Shang Army, and no one was allowed to leave, and no one was allowed to leave.

Shang Wuxin and Huan Mo Che led their subordinates and followed the Duke of Qing in the direction that he had escaped in. They arrived at the palace of the Second Princess Shang. The people in the main hall also did not discover where Shang Xiange was supposed to be.

After entering the Second Princess' chamber, he heard the Duke of Qing's sad laughter. The laughter was filled with helplessness and unwillingness. Everyone entered the second princess' chamber and saw the Duke of Qing standing within the second princess' chamber. The walls had already been opened, but unfortunately the secret passage had already been blocked off.

"As expected of the crown prince, as expected of the crown prince!" The Duke of Qing looked at the crown prince who was standing there leisurely with a taunting look in his eyes. No wonder the crown prince had not been nervous from the start. No wonder the crown prince did not stop him when he saw him escape.

Shock flashed past Shang Xiange's eyes as she looked at this hidden passage. This was her sleeping quarters, but she did not know that there was a secret passage here. However, how did the crown prince know? Was this a coincidence?

Of course, this was not a coincidence. Ever since the Duke of Qing's men kidnapped Yinyin from the crown prince's mansion, Shang had unintentionally investigated the layout of the manor. Since Shang had unintentionally thought of the secret passageway, he had entrusted this matter to Han Xuanhao.

As expected, Han Xuanhao did things quickly. It did not take him long to find a tunnel under Shang Xiange's bedroom. Coincidentally, this tunnel was actually newly dug. Han Xuanhao thought of the Duke of Qing who had once caused Shang Wuxin to fall into a cliff. Even if he hadn't personally witnessed it, every time he thought about it, his heart would be filled with lingering fear.

"Duke Qing, you'll meet a ghost if you walk too much. Look, aren't you running into a ghost like me?" Shang's heartless smile was indifferent, but his raised eyebrows, coupled with his eyes that were as deep as hell, made the Duke of Qing truly see an evil spirit today.

Huan Mo Che, who was standing beside Shang Wuxin, did not like such self-deprecating words from Shang Wuxin. His voice carried a bit of rebuttal, "Xin'er is not a ghost!" Shang Wuxin looked at Huanmo Che in amusement. Since when did this man become so noisy.

The Duke of Qing looked towards the back, but there were so many people blocking their way. Even the black-clothed men protecting him were taken care of by the Blood Shang Army. The Duke of Qing looked toward the crown prince with a slightly gloomy gaze, but suddenly saw Shang Xiange, who was standing beside the crown prince.

The Duke of Qing gave Shang Xiange a subtle look, but Shang Liangge actually burst into laughter at the end, covering his mouth and giggling non-stop. Shang Liangge was determined to rely on Shang Wuxin to slow him down and almost let him off the hook.

"Grandfather, what do you mean by winking at the song? "Don't tell me Grandfather wants to kill the crown prince with a song!" Shang Xiange took a few steps back in fear and even patted her chest, "Grandfather, please don't scare me. A singer is powerless, father is still here, how can Grandfather let Song do such a thing?"

This child was no longer the child who had listened to his commands all day, nor was he a child who had been silent as a fool when he was young. He had become an opponent that even the Duke of Qing found difficult to fathom, but this opponent was someone he had neglected from beginning to end.

"You want to betray me?" The Duke of Qing spoke with dissatisfaction, and even threatened in a low voice, "Do you know the consequences of your actions? Do you think they will let you go? " This "them" Duke Qing and Shang Xiange exchanged a look. They all knew who it was.

Shang Xiange's smile did not change at all, there was even a sense of innocence and domineering feeling, "Who would know?" Father or the crown prince? As long as grandfather disappears here today, the song will be innocent! " As he spoke, he retreated to the side, leaning against a pillar of the palace to watch the show.

The Duke of Qing now knew that Shang Xiange's betrayal was certain. Even now, he was unwilling to admit defeat, and his eyes were red and his face distorted as he looked at Shang Wuxin, "Crown Prince, you think you can win against this old man? No! This old man will not lose! "

His eyes were still gentle, but when he looked at the Duke of Qing, his gentleness was mixed with the military strength. "The Duke of Qing isn't waiting for your eight thousand troops right? If it's really like this, then this one will advise the Duke of Qing to give up on this extravagant hope. At this time, perhaps the entire Qing Army is waiting below for the Duke of Qing!"

"What!" The Duke of Qing retreated a few steps and spat out a mouthful of black blood as he fell to the ground. In an instant, the old man who was originally full of energy became old. The final destination of the eight thousand soldiers was the Duke of Qing, and he relied on it. But now, there was nothing left.

Right at this moment, a series of sonorous footsteps could be heard. Leng Yufeng, dressed in a black robe, walked into the hall. He Zijin was dragging a woman covered in blood behind him, and that woman was Qing Yao.

She had never seen a battle before, but today, she could only watch as the soldiers of the Qing family fell one by one. She could only watch as General Leng killed people one by one like a god of death, with broken limbs everywhere. In the end, she was the only one left among the eight thousand people.

"Grandfather!" Qing Yao looked at her slightly aged grandfather and realized that they had already lost. At this time, Qing Yao escaped from He Lai Jin's grasp and crawled in the direction of Shang Xiange. She pleaded, "Cousin, please save me!"

However, before Qing Yao could crawl to Shang Liangge's side, her bloodstained hands were stepped on by a pair of black boots. The sound of bones breaking and Qing Yao's painful howls rang out, but the Mystic Mo Che's feet did not stop moving.

Just when Qing Yao felt that this was the limit of her pain, she saw Huan Mo Che take out the folding fan that he carried with him. However, he turned and a sharp blade flashed out from the folding fan.

Huanmo Che slightly crouched down and cut off Qing Yao's fingers one by one, but he didn't let her faint. When all of Qing Yao's fingers were cut off, his fan gently sliced across her face.

Qing Yao cried out in pain, but her mouth was suddenly cut off by Huan Mo Che. Her face was completely pale, the pain spread from her hand to her entire body, almost to the point of swallowing a person. The droplets of blood on her face had long since blurred her vision, and there was only one consciousness in her entire body, and that was pain, an endless pain.

"Mo Che, you killed him so quickly, how can we still play?" Han Xuanhao's voice rang out.

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