Chapter 220 Prince Qi
Under the night, Prince Yan's Mansion returned to tranquility, like a piece of black jade inlaid in a corner of the bustling capital, reflecting the moonlight, looking solemn and mysterious.
King Yan was still in the study, sitting alone in the dim light, his fingertips lightly touching the pen and paper as he was sorting out his thoughts.
There was a crisp knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.
"Come in." King Yan's voice was slightly tired, but still majestic.
The door was gently pushed open, and a maid in emerald green palace clothes walked in.
She was holding a lotus-shaped silver candlestick, with a respectful and worried look on her soft face.
"Prince, prince." She reported.
The princes of Qi were a powerful force in the Sun Mian Dynasty. Their status was second only to King Yan. They held heavy troops and their influence spread throughout the court. Although they shared the same ancestry with King Yan, there were undercurrents due to power struggles.
His late-night visit undoubtedly aggravated the suspicion in King Yan's mind.
When King Yan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a hint of vigilance that was not easy to detect appeared in his eyes, and he soon changed to a gentle smile.
He stood up slowly, his broad-sleeved robes falling down on both sides as he stood up, and his figure stood tall like a mountain.
"Okay, invite him to the living room, and I will receive him personally."
In his words, there was both the dignity of royal courtesy and the calmness of facing a powerful enemy.
After the maid left, King Yan straightened his crown and belt, walked steadily out of the study, and stepped onto the long corridor leading to the living room.
At the same time, outside the reception room, Prince Qi, dressed in rich clothes, was waiting anxiously and politely when he saw King Yan approaching.
He immediately took a few steps forward, bowed his hands and saluted: "Brother Yan Wang, I am bothering you late at night, but we really have something important to discuss."
"What could make Brother Qi so nervous?" King Yan looked puzzled.
Prince Qi immediately took a few steps forward, bowed his hands and saluted, with a serious and eager expression: "Brother Prince Yan, you have no choice but to disturb me late at night.
"The current situation is turbulent. Unfortunately, the emperor has become a prisoner of his subordinates, and Wu Houhou takes the opportunity to monopolize the power of the government!"
"Her wings are becoming more and more full, and I'm afraid it will be detrimental to us princes with different surnames!"
The words of Prince Qi contained worry and helplessness, as if what was unfolding in front of him was no longer the blue bricks and white tiles of the palace, but a battlefield full of dangers.
After hearing this, King Yan looked solemn, nodded slightly, and motioned to King Luo to sit down.
He walked around the screen carved with dragons and phoenixes, sat down firmly on the sandalwood Taishi chair, and gently rubbed his fingers on the armrests.
With bright eyes, he looked at Prince Qi and said in a deep voice: "Brother Qi, do you have any good ideas?"
Prince Qi frowned and said nothing, but made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"What do you mean?"
Yan Wang Shuang's eyes widened.
Prince Qi responded in a low voice, his voice low but full of determination: "Brother Prince Yan, the matter has come to this, we have no way out."
"Look deep inside the palace, Queen Martial Sovereign has revealed her fangs. She will not just be content with controlling the emperor, she will definitely eliminate potential threats one by one.
"If we stand still, we will be the next to be purged!"
When King Yan heard this, his face suddenly turned pale. His eyes stayed on the face of King Qi for a moment, as if looking for a trace of a joke, but all he saw was incomparable determination and coldness.
He stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the moonlit courtyard, with his back to Prince Qi, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "What do you mean..."
The King of Qi did not answer immediately, but stood up, walked heavily to King Yan, and stood side by side with him.
He looked up at the bright moon, then turned his head and said to King Yan: "I am not advocating unprovoked killing, but history has proven countless times that when power is unchecked, evil thoughts will run rampant.
"Brother Yan Wang, what I mean is that we must take the lead, take the initiative, and find an opportunity to turn things around, even if this opportunity requires us to take great risks."
He paused, turned his head and looked directly into King Yan's eyes, clenched his hands secretly, and said more firmly: "We can use the existing resources at hand to quietly contact other forces, including those ministers who have not expressed their stance and those who still have loyalty. General of the Imperial Guard."
"Once the time is right, we will launch a thunderous strike to rescue the emperor, force Martial Sovereign to return to power. In this game, either we will succeed in bringing order to chaos, or... we will both be destroyed."
King Yan's face looked even paler in the moonlight, and his brows were filled with worry, "What you said is certainly reasonable, but you know that behind Martial Sovereign there is a master named Ling Tian escorting him. It's not like you haven't seen his strength during the day. .”
"Even my king after being possessed by the devil is no match for him, and I'm afraid we are even less likely to be his match."
His fingers caressed the jade pendant around his waist unconsciously, and a sense of powerlessness seemed to pass through the cold jade to the palm of his hand.
When Prince Qi heard this, he first smiled slightly, and then a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like a falcon locking its target in the night sky, "Although Ling Tian is strong, he is only one person after all."
He slowly took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and gently unscrewed the cork. A strange medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air.
Then, he took out a pill as dark as ink from the bottle, which shone with a mysterious luster under the faint moonlight.
"This pill is called "Nine Nether Po Divine Pill". I got it from a strange person in Jianghu. It is said that the person who takes it can increase his power several times in a short period of time. Even against Ling Tian, there may be a chance of victory. ." Prince Qi lowered his voice and said cautiously, "Of course, this is not a long-term solution, it can only be used as a trump card at critical moments.
"In addition, I have also secretly contacted several hidden experts, and they have promised to help at critical moments."
A ray of light flashed in King Yan's eyes: "Master hermit? Where are they?" (Yes)
"Let's all rest in my house!" Prince Qi responded.
"In this case, I should also meet these experts, so as not to let them feel that I have neglected them."
The corners of Qi Wanghou's lips raised, "Brother Yan Wang, you have agreed.
"That's natural. Since you dare to do it even to Brother Qi, how can I just sit back and wait for death?"
King Yan's face was full of determination, "Brother Qi, please take me to introduce these hermit masters quickly, so as not to let people gossip and damage the image of the Sun Crown Dynasty like us!"
"This..." Prince Qi looked hesitant, as if hesitating a little, but finally made up his mind, "In that case, Brother Yan Prince, please come with me to your house!!"
The two of them left immediately and left Prince Yan's Mansion.
Maybe it was because of the darkness, or maybe there was something on his mind, but King Qi didn't notice that King Yan's walking posture was slightly different from usual. .