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43, Hua Ming(2/2)

If you have a broken leg and no support, you will die.

In fact, after the man broke his leg, there was no possibility of treatment, and he was no longer the prince.

If there are healthy brothers, the old marquis will definitely consider those people.

This is also the reason why the second room suddenly became tough.

Xue Yi was always observing Old Man Xiang.

Turning your back to him is actually a test in itself.

If he attacks the old man, he will definitely not be able to take him to find the crown prince, but will kill him instead.

Fortunately, the old man Xiang didn't take action.

"It's true that there is no way out of mountains and rivers, and there is a village with dark willows and bright flowers." Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly.

I didn't expect that in such a disadvantaged situation, there would be a way out.

The two of them came to a small house in a confused manner.

No one is guarding this place, and the courtyard is dilapidated and remote.

Pushing open the door, the old man smelled a strong smell of medicine, and only the prince's attendant was busy.

"Has the prince rested?"

"Not yet."

The attendant quickly closed the door to the courtyard and invited the two of them to come in.

"Your Majesty, look who I brought here." Xue Yi lowered his voice.

"Master Xue."

The young man lying on the bed struggled to get up.

As the two approached the bed, the young man also saw Old Man Xiang beside Xue Yi.

"Xiang Baihu?"

"Xiang Hu, who is humble in his position, has met the prince." He saluted the old man.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

He thought the injury would be serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

I can barely move my entire leg.

"I am no longer the heir apparent." Wen Yue looked downcast.

When he found out that his entire leg was useless, he almost went crazy.

Not only was his hereditary title taken away, but his position as deputy commander of the Military and Horse Division was also taken away. Everything around him seemed to be far away from him.

Only the swordsman master is still beside him.

Because of this, other people in the family have not taken action against him.

But there is no guarantee that those who have been offended in the past will not add insult to injury.

People in the palace no longer interact with each other, and everything he controls has been transferred out. There is still the risk of being used to make a fuss.

He was disabled, but not dead.

I'm not taking action now, I'm just waiting and watching.

Wen Yue asked: "How are you doing?"

There was worry in his voice.

If he falls, many more people will fall with him, or even lose their heads.

He opened his mouth to the old man.

Not just him, but all the people in the Wen Yue faction met a bad end.

The stubborn one was killed for a reason, while the gentle one chose to preserve himself and abdicated in favor of someone more worthy.

Others turned to the new deputy commander.

The majesty of the past has become a thing of the past.

Even without telling the old man, Wen Yue understood that without his support, everyone in his faction would be liquidated.

When you are an official, who doesn't form cliques?

The emperor still has royalists.

The final thing to come is the process of liquidation.

Now that you have become an official, you should not only consider yourself, but also your followers.

Tu Shanjun was quite emotional, when he used to watch movies and TV series.

Those who have countless followers directly declare that they will no longer be emperors and will not conquer the country.

Tushanjun jumped in anger.

They quit being business owners and either live in seclusion or live in anger.

Those followers don't have that much ability, all they are waiting for is to be liquidated.

It's simply irresponsible for human life.

The bloody reality told him that if he didn't fight to the end, there would be only death.
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