Chapter 32: The Regent Prince Kills Without Seeing Blood

  The butterfly clothes came too late to react, and he felt a pain in his forehead. Subconsciously, he used his hand to touch it, but touched a handful of blood!

  Her face suddenly turned white as can be...

  "That actor, doesnt he kneel down to thank the Regent for his reward?" Night Ming had already shouted loudly before the small stone hit the ground.

  Sheng Jinxiu almost burst out laughing, Yan Beichens move really made her - so fond of it!

  Changdies entire body began to tremble violently with rage.

  Yan Beizhuang actually said in public that she was a prostitute?

  Give her a tip?

  Is the reward still just a stone picked up from the ground at random?

  Is this ridiculing her for being lowly like dust?!

  This is humiliating, utterly humiliating!

  The one who humiliated her was Yan Beizheng, the war god of the Daxing dynasty and a regent king that even Yan Ziyuan couldnt rival.

  "...I thank the Regent King for his reward." She knelt down in pain and kowtowed to Yan Beizheng, saying these few words with great difficulty.

  After she finished speaking, she finally lifted her head, letting the blood on her forehead flow onto her face. Her big eyes were teary and looked like those of a poor, bullied child.

  "Who is your master? Whose servant are you?" Ye Ming raised his voice and asked, "Whose servant dares to be so bold, the Regent King hasnt even called for silence yet you stand up on your own?"

  "Disrespecting the regent, this actor thinks his life is too long." Night Moon adds fuel to the fire.

  The butterfly clothes scared again "thud" sound fell to the ground, prostrating themselves!

  "Imperial Uncle!" Yan Ziye finally couldnt help but stand up: "Die Yi is the daughter of Yongan Houfu, shes my nephews woman, and shes already pregnant with my nephews child..."

  "If she has offended the Emperor, I will apologize to him on her behalf and beg him not to hold it against her, lest...the imperial bloodline suffer a loss!"

  These words sound like they have both soft and hard tones.

  "Huh? Royal bloodline?" Yan Beiting stared at Yan Ziyuan, expressionless: "But what can be done? The Emperors uncle is the one who dislikes the royal bloodline the most!"

  He turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, saying carelessly: "Ive forgotten how many people Ive killed while I was alive, a unborn child of an actor, imperial bloodline? Ha~"

  "Second imperial nephew, yesterday evening the emperor uncle just told the emperor that you are a good person and let the emperor choose you as the crown prince. Today, I heard all about your romantic affairs..."

  He turned around: "Night Ming, go and tell the Emperor again. The second prince is busy with personal matters and may not have a mind for state affairs in two or three years. Withdraw the edict to establish the heir!"

  Boom!

  Yan Ziye was like being struck by a thunderbolt on a clear day, and his whole body stiffened in place.

  Was it the Regent King who let his father set him as Crown Prince?

  Is it possible for the Regent King to also cancel the Emperors edict making him the Crown Prince?

  "Royal Uncle, nephew..." He opened his mouth to let Yan Beichen call Ye Ming back at night, but touched Yan Beichens deep and cold eyes.

  Yan Beizhuang said slowly: "Want beauty, dont want Jiangshan, the two emperors have a promising future!"

  If it werent for considering that there were people around, Sheng Jinxiu would have already applauded and cheered for Yan Beizheng!

  Just a few light words can make Sheng Dieyi and Yan Ziyen suffer, she thought how didnt she discover that he still had this skill of killing people with his mouth?!

  "Regent!" She took a few steps forward, walking to the front of Yan Beizheng: "Earlier, Ye Ming said you went to handle official business, I thought you werent coming, you..."

  Before she could finish speaking, Yan Beizheng suddenly grabbed her hand and leaned his body against hers: "Support this king, this king has a headache..."