Your Highness!

The quiet courtyard seemed to have turned into an abyss of stagnant water, and the silence was terrifying. Even the gentle night wind could not dissipate the look of surprise and suspicion on everyone's faces.

Chu Nianxin, Jiang Chuyin... and even Li Mo were stunned.

They saw Yuan Changqing, who had been so arrogant just now, kneeling on the ground, bowing with great ceremony, and bowing down to Master Ji in such a humiliating manner.

Especially the sound of "Your Highness" was like a thunderous explosion, shaking the mind.

At this moment, anyone who is not blind can see that the young man in front of him has a great background.

"I remember you...you were the dog slave...slave next to Old Seventeen."

Master Ji lowered his eyes and looked at Yuan Changqing condescendingly.

"Your name is...your name is...Xiaoji, right!?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, Your Majesty..." Yuan Changqing said in a deep voice.

"I know...I know, don't remind me..."

Master Ji didn't even wait for him to speak, so he raised his hand to interrupt him: "Your name is... Xiao Wang, right!?"

"His Royal Highness is busy... Your Majesty Yuan Changqing."

"Oh, it turns out to be Xiao Yuan, please get up and answer the question."

Master Ji nodded, seemed to have thought about it, and walked slowly to Li Mo.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yuan Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly.

"Your name is Yuan Changqing, and you can be lawless. Who gives you the courage to step on a horse?"

At this moment, Master Ji changed the topic, and the gentleness and gentleness just now disappeared. With one word, he was as deadly as thunder.

Although his voice was scornful, it was also terrifying, as if it conveyed the majesty of a superior, so that even the arrogant Yuan Changqing did not refute.

"Your Highness, calm down..."

"Exterminate the Nine Tribes? You have such great authority... Who do you think you are, and you have the right to kill the Nine Tribes? You are just a dog raised by Old Seventeen."

A cold voice exploded in the quiet courtyard.

Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin were dumbfounded... They had never seen someone dare to be so unscrupulous in front of Yuan Changqing, pointing at his nose and scolding him, but Yuan Changqing didn't even dare to say "no" in reply.

You know, this is a master of the Xuantian Pavilion, and a popular figure next to His Highness Seventeenth Prince.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Master Ji. Their trembling eyes showed deep curiosity, wondering which god this was.

"Master Ji..."

Li Mo looked at his close friend in front of him, thoughtfully.

Ever since Wangxuan City, he had felt that Master Ji's identity was somewhat unusual. What he saw today was that the reality was probably even more exaggerated than he imagined.

"Your Highness, what I uphold is seventeen..."

Yuan Changqing finally couldn't bear it any longer. He held a golden token in his hand and moved out the backer behind him, hoping to make the lawless man in front of him have some scruples.

"Gold medal command arrow!?"

Master Ji glanced at it, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a sarcastic smile.

"Old Seventeen is so majestic... What? The crown prince's position was taken away by him?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Changqing's expression suddenly changed. Even Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin's faces turned pale, their beautiful faces filled with horror and shock.

Is it possible to say such things casually?

You must know that the position of the current crown prince has been determined long ago, and the emperor's legitimate son has been sitting in that position for twenty years...

Such words are simply treasonous and unethical, and their intentions are to be punished.

"Your Highness, please be careful what you say."

Yuan Changqing looked ugly and quickly defended.

This kind of thing is easy to say or not, but if it gets spread, God knows what it will become like.

Seventeen princes covet the throne of the prince, causing trouble for Xiao Qiang, and fighting against each other?

Oh my god, I want to die just thinking about it.

"You haven't become a prince yet, but you're using a chicken feather as an arrow...what? Who did you want to kill just now?"

Master Ji turned around and walked in front of Yuan Changqing.

"Come on, speak louder and say it again."

There was silence in the quiet courtyard. At this time, Chu Nianxin did not dare to speak anymore.

Yuan Changqing was like a quail, huddled there. It was obvious that this young man, whose every gesture and every word and deed showed absolute authority, was afraid... that he had some connection with the royal family, otherwise Yuan Changqing would not be allowed to act like this.

"Your Highness, I just made a mistake."

Yuan Changqing patiently said in a deep voice.

Snap...

At this moment, a crisp slap sounded suddenly in the quiet courtyard.

Yuan Changqing suddenly had five red finger prints on his face. He stared at Master Ji, his eyes finally unable to contain the burning anger.

"I missed..."

"What? Are you angry? Why don't you do it to me too? Kill all nine tribes? How about that?" Master Ji groped his palms and sneered.

Plop...

Yuan Changqing gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and knelt on the ground again.

"I don't dare."

"I'm sorry you don't dare to..."

As he spoke, Master Ji turned around, walked up to Li Mo, and winked at him.

"Let's go, but I want to see who can stop me in Daqian's world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Ji led Li Mo in a swagger, walked past Yuan Changqing and went straight out of the Star Tower.

Pfft...

The moment the two of them stepped out of the courtyard, Yuan Changqing finally couldn't bear it anymore and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He raised his head suddenly, his red eyes filled with anger.

Ever since he took refuge with the Seventeenth Prince, he had never suffered such great humiliation.

"Brother Changqing."

Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin hurried over and helped Yuan Changqing up. The latter's arms shook slightly and he pushed them away with force. He quickly took out a handkerchief and started wiping it frantically.

"Brother Changqing, who is that person just now? How could you be... so cautious!?" Chu Nian thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Yuan Changqing's face was cold, and he almost gritted his teeth as he looked at the direction in which the two of them were leaving. After a long while, he spit out a name.

"Prince Zhennan!"

"What? He is the Crown Prince of Zhennan!?" Chu Nianxin's expression suddenly changed.

As the young master of the Tianshi Mansion, she knows very well the weight of the word "King of Zhennan".

It should be noted that when Da Qian founded the country, Taizu made a sacrifice to God and swore an alliance with the world. From this dynasty onwards, anyone with a different surname will never be crowned king. If there is any disobedience, the whole world will punish him.

From then on, this law was regarded as an iron rule that could not be broken.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Nine hundred years ago, Shenzong was born, and he actually broke this rule and conferred the first and only person with a different surname in the history of Daqian. king.

That is King Zhennan.

"Adhere to the emperor's order, stay in the southeast forever, be hereditary regardless of succession, and work hard until the end without changing..." Chu Nianxin murmured softly, with deep solemnity in her eyes.

"Prince Zhennan... can he be more powerful than the seventeenth prince?" Jiang Chuyin asked puzzledly.

"You don't understand."

Chu Nianxin glanced sideways and shook her head, looking like she was hesitant to speak.

This involves royal secrets.

When Shenzong was young and wandering around the world, he met a close friend when he was at his lowest.

The two met in a restaurant, which is now the predecessor of the Youlong Pavilion. Over time, they developed a deep friendship.

It is said that later Shenzong ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. This man had the merit of serving the dragon and had great virtues. Unfortunately, he died young.

Emperor Shenzong was grateful for the kindness of his old friend, so he selected one of his own heirs... who could not see the light of day to adopt him, continued the incense, and later named him the King of Zhennan.

This is the origin of the Zhennan King lineage.

This family member is said to be a king with a different surname, but in fact he is very famous. He is a true nobleman of the emperor and a direct descendant of the divine sect.

"The Zhennan King's line has guarded the southeast for nearly a thousand years, with 300,000 troops, impressive iron armor, and great prestige... His Highness Seventeenth..."
To be continued...