Rong Huang shook Jiojio, smash his mouth.

Being awakened by these people early in the morning is really annoying.

Touching his ears, Rong Huang muttered in a low voice, "Noisy."

Just kill it directly.

But then I thought that Zhuang Tang was still at the border, and Rong Huang felt that they were still useful and had to stay.

The deputy commander led a person standing under the wall, his expression unchanged.

Opposing the emperor is a rebellion. King Duan is just a prince. What kind of rebellion?

Besides, the emperor has been close to his son since he was a child, and he has long been dissatisfied with the self-serving Duan Wang. The deputy commander felt that even if the Duan Wang died in their hands, the emperor would not say a word.

But this will eventually arouse criticism from others.

"Turn it up! Turn it up!"

Duan Wanghu stared, his face turned black and red, "Go get your bows and arrows, this king will see who dares to be arrogant in Duan Palace!"

The deputy commander turned his head to look at Rong Huang and saw that she didn't respond, so he could only stand in place and confront King Duan's men.

Dao Guanglin lined up, and the atmosphere in front of Qinghuai's hospital was stagnant and depressed.

Rong Huang on the wall looked at the chaotic scene outside Qinghuai's courtyard, not anxious, even in the mood to take out cakes from his pockets and eat them with relish.

Two days ago, Rong Huang snatched the chef who specializes in making cakes for Princess Duan. The taste was really good.

Rong Huang glanced at Concubine Duan, for the sake of her sacrifice so much, let her live for a few more days.

Concubine Duan was supported by Wei Qiong, and finally calmed down, but her eyes were full of spiteful staring at Rong Huang.

Concubine Duan wished that King Duan would catch Rong Huang now. She wanted to smash Rong Huang's teeth one by one, so that she could not survive, and let her taste the pain.

A group of government guards hula la, fetched bows and arrows, set the bows and opened them, aiming at Rong Huang.

The sharp arrow carried the ice-cold characteristic of a cold weapon, and was overflowing with murderous aura.

Rong Huang covered his mouth and yawned delicately, and sat motionless on the wall, as if these extremely lethal bows and arrows were toys in her eyes.

The deputy commander clenched the long knife in his hand and said coldly, "Prince, if the emperor knew that you were treating your concubine in this way, you would be very disappointed."

Nowadays, the saint has been weak since he was a child. Although he has a harem but has no children after enthroning, the saint’s body is not as good as a year, and the candidate for the next emperor has long been determined.

The saint had long been dissatisfied with King Duan's many times overtly and secretly targeting, even assassinating the son, only waiting for the son to solve the king himself after he became king.

In the view of the deputy commander, King Duan's move was tantamount to setting fire to himself and ruining himself.

King Duan had long been stunned by Rong Huang's anger, and he could still take care of the sick emperor in the palace.

"What about disappointment? Sooner or later, this world belongs to the king!" Duan Wang pointed to the direction of the palace, "Zhuang Qi, a person who is about to enter the earth, why does he occupy the throne?"

Duan Wang's words successfully changed the complexion of the people present.

However, King Duan didn't have any fear at all.

With his help, the Turks added 60,000 soldiers and horses. Only waiting for the death of Zhuang Tang, who defended the enemy at the border, the Turks could occupy the five border cities.

This is what he promised to give to the Turks when they cooperated.

Today, there are still 40,000 soldiers and horses hidden in the suburbs of Beijing. As soon as the news of Zhuang Tang's death comes, he will bring these 40,000 soldiers and horses to force the palace.

At that time, the Zhuang Dynasty will be in his bag.

What else does he worry about?

After figuring it out, Duan Wang's originally impenetrable fear instantly dissipated, and he waved his hand to call out the dead men lurking in the dark.