Chapter 111 Puppet

Ye Xingchen returned to the imperial capital with the remaining 60 knights, settled the injured five and six sons, and rushed to the second prince's hall without unloading the armor.

Since he was appointed as General Beichen, he has been much more convenient to enter and exit the Fanyang Palace. Although the emperor's bedroom and the government palace are not allowed to enter at will, the way to the second prince's palace has not been blocked.

It was already dusk near the second prince's palace. He saw the awe-inspiring prince' arms around his chest, and his luxurious golden python robe was brightly illuminated by the lights. He squeezed his lips and stared at himself with a complicated look.

He did not climb the steps and looked up at the second prince. "Your Highness seems to be surprised by the return of his subordinates!"

"I really didn't expect it!" The second prince answered loudly without flickering.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the bright red eyes, "Li Qingqi is dead?"

"Dead, a knife to the chest!"

"If I guess correctly, Pang Zhun is also dead!"

"Hmm! He seemed to have been instructed by someone to kill me and had to protect himself!" The night stars went up from the bottom, looking at those deep eyes without giving in.

What he said was so explicit that he almost broke this layer of window paper and tore his face with the high-sounding second prince.

"It doesn't matter if Pang Zhun dies. This man is too ambitious, lacks temperament, and difficult to achieve great things. It's a pity for the defense of the imperial capital!" The second prince wrote lightly, "General Yan of the imperial palace is forming the Yanzi army. Wang Zhongli, the riding general, is under the command of Ao Yu. There is only you. There is no one under the command of General Beichen. The defense army of the imperial capital city claimed that there are only 10,000 people. In fact, under the operation of this prince, there are 23,000 people in the Peking University Camp and the Dongda camp combined. From now on It's in your name! Li Qingqiu is dead, and the southwest Cang navy is dead in name. 150,000 warable Cang navy warriors can't be dismissed for nothing. I'm going to ask my father's imperial edict. Several generals will divide these 150,000 soldiers and horses, let you get the big head, and try to let you take the position of General Beichen as the third person in the Fanyang military!"

When he said this, he preached it like a god with a sword, arbitrarily dividing the territory and rewarding him with good mortals. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked high, waiting for General Beichen, who was standing under the palace, kneeling down to salute and be grateful.

The Huangfu family gave him a powerful position, and the Huangfu family gave him the opportunity to walk flat. Shouldn't he be grateful for kneeling down and saling to this point in his attachment to the Huangfu family? If he shakes his tail and begs for mercy to look like a loyal dog, maybe he will reward more!

The condescending prince, the minister who looked up, his dark eyes were opposite the scarlet pupils, as if they were engaged in an invisible confrontation, and it seemed that countless thunder fell on the intersection of their eyes.

In the confrontation of eyes, the second prince gradually fell behind. He saw that the scarlet eyes were getting redder and redder, like burning charcoal, like bright red blood. Under his delicate skin, it seemed that an extremely ferocious evil demon was about to break through, and the demon was giggling at him through his ompire eyes.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, his dark eyes trembled, and his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched. He wanted to move his eyes and avoid the bright red pupils, but if he avoided it, if he lost the royal prestige, he was expected to become the prince of the next emperor and was forced back by the eyes of his courtiers. How could he deter the ministers in the future? How to guard the country?

The night star moved. He picked up the stone steps of the dragon stone carving. The armor made a click sound with his pace, and the god knife in the sheath at his waist hit the leg armor. The sound was extremely rhythmic, not slow, light or heavy. Listening to it in his ear, it was like a demon. The devil is trying to break through the seal.

He slowly retreated, "Liang Xingchen, what are you going to do?"

The night stars are not slow and continue to approach.

The second prince sneered, "Why do you still have a grudge against me? To be honest, at that time, I really wanted to kill you and Li Qing Qiu together, and wanted to say that I was narrow-minded? Don't you know how to cherish talent? Ha ha, I want to kill you. Do you need a reason? However, since you survived, there is no need to kill it all. Li Qingyu must die. Whether you die or not is secondary. As the saying goes, one death is enough, and two people die to earn one! Li Qingqi is dead. I have enough money. You didn't earn this life, but I didn't suffer losses! I can afford to gamble and lose. You have survived. You are a meritorious official. It is reasonable to give you power. From today on, you are the number one confidant under my prince's command!"

He turned his head and smiled, "It's not impossible to say that it's the number one lackey. My Huangfu Zeyu's lackey can be anyone who wants to be. From today on, no one in Fanyang can underestimate you, Liang Xingchen!"

"Running dog?" The night stars curled their sharp and thin lips, and their smile was full of sarcasm, "Do you want me to be your beloved lackey?"

"Dogs are always better than wild dogs. You can also step into the Fanyang Temple. Although the imperial court has always criticized the party's private interests, it does not form a group with other officials to find a stable backer. You, a fledgling general Beichen, will not last long! To be a lackey under my command, even if someone wants to play tricks on you, you have to look at my master!"

The second prince suddenly turned black in front of his eyes, and a smell of fishy and sweet blood gushed out of his throat. His waist and limbs were bent like drunken shrimp, holding his lower abdomen and his face was painful. His legs softened and he knelt down!

He was furious, glaring at the man who dared to attack him, and said fiercely, "Do you want to die so much? General Beichen!"

"Come on - come on, take down this traitor!" He roared and pulled up the terrible blue veins around his neck.

"Don't shout, no one will hear you!" Ye Xingchen looked down at him and said indifferently.

The second prince was stunned. He grabbed his throat with his hands and opened his mouth like a dry fish. He wanted to shout, shout loudly, and call the attendant to protect him, but he could only close his mouth weakly and couldn't make a sound.

It's like the space where he and Liang Xingchen are located is isolated, and even if he dies here, he will not be known.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked, this time he could hear his voice. The second prince, who was as dirty as a knife, looked up at the young man, sounding like a mosquito, "Can you do magic? Why can't I shout at the first time?"

"It's not magic, I'm just a magician." The night stars said lightly.

"The sorcerer? A sorcerer? ..." His pupils suddenly shrank, like seeing something terrible. "Impossible, impossible, the magician in the world has disappeared, 300 years ago! The ancestors of my Huangfu family killed all the magicians 300 years ago, and all of them!"

"Do you know the magician?" Night stars are alert.

"How could you not know" the second prince spat with a bloody saliva, "The sorcerer has secret skills, evil the country, disturbs the peace of the world, and everyone will be killed! This is also the reason why the ancestors of my Huangfu family would rather try their best to destroy the magicians!"

"Are you a magician? Did you do the zombie chaos in the First World War in Qinghe City? Operate the dead body and disrespect the dead. Isn't this your sorcer's favorite thing to do?

The scarlet pupils of the night star look complex, "It's not me, it's made by another magician. Now the national teacher of the Mengyang Empire is named Shura."

"There is also a magician?" The second prince was stunned, "How many things like you have in the world?"

"There are four more that I know!" Ye Xingchen took a step forward, stepped on the second prince's hand, and the soles of his feet were crushed. "One of them is my mother, one is my grandfather, and the other is my sworn enemy."

"We are the most noble and ancient magicians, not the humble thing in your mouth!" His feet were getting harder and harder, as if to trample all the bones in this hand into powder.

"I won't treat you as a lackey, I won't be your subordinate, and I won't accept your reward! And you, obey my orders, and you must obey my will!"

"Ha ha, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Will the second prince of the empire, the future emperor of Fanyang, follow your orders? Unless you kill me, no, I won't obey your orders. If you kill me, you can only get a corpse, and Fanyang has no place for you to stand!" The second prince's face was painful and twisted. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, with a crazy and horrible expression.

Night Xingchen squatted down and stared at him with scarlet eyes, with a perfect smile like a god on his pale and handsome face.

"If I don't kill you, I will lose an important chip if I kill you. I just need to erase your memory and turn you into my puppet!"

"What did you say?" The second prince's eyes widened, and his voice showed fear for the first time.

"If you erase your memory, you will become my most loyal puppet. You are no longer the second prince Huangfu Zeyu. You are just a puppet with Huangfu Zeyu's skin. I will do everything I can to help you sit on the throne. You will be the emperor of Fanyang for me and act according to my will." The night stars are as calm as death and expressionless.

"No...no, you can't do this. It's worse than killing me. You might as well kill me!" The second prince struggled hard, and his body sank fiercely. Ye Xingchen stepped on his back and was so strong that he almost couldn't breathe.

"I don't want to do this either! Originally, I wanted to climb up little by little according to the rules, climb slowly, fight against Emperor Mengyang, fight against Shura, and fight against Mengyang Empire, even if I am the enemy of the world. But I didn't expect that you even counted me. When I was in Shangji City, because you were Ning Zheng's brother, I respected you very much. Even if I almost died in your hands, I didn't hold grudge..."

"Ning Zheng... Yes, Ning Zheng, Xingchen, you want to marry Ning Zheng, right? I promise you that I will plead with my father for you, asking him to marry Ning Zheng to you, let you become Fanyang's son-in-law, make you prince, and take the richest territory your fief..."

"When you, a puppet, sit on the throne, the whole Fanyang is mine, the emperor, the prince, the fief, it's not worth mentioning!" The night stars said calmly.

"Xingchen, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please, please let me go, don't erase my consciousness, can you kill me? Did you kill me and kill me by the most cruel means? The second prince was completely panicked, put down all his faces and whispered. He didn't expect the role to reverse so quickly. The moment before, he looked down at the handsome young man, and the next moment he begged him for his life.

Is the god of fate playing tricks on him?

"I'm tired of the chess games of you people and the days at the mercy of others. I won't follow your rules anymore. From today on, I will make my rules. I will be above all of you. You are the first!" Ye Xingchen reached out and grabbed his hair, broke his head, and let him look at him.

"Please, Xingchen, please, I'm Ning Zheng's brother. If you do this to me, Ning Zheng will not forgive you! Ning Zheng won't forgive you!" Tears flowed from the eyes of the second prince, and his voice was full of crying.

Ning Zheng?

Ye Xingchen hesitated for a moment. What would Ning Zheng think of him if he did this?

The grand revenge plan, the mood of the beloved woman, which is more important?

He took a deep breath and sighed.

His eyes turned a strange scarlet, and even the white of his eyes became blood red, like a pool of blood, stretched out his slender fingers, pressed them on the forehead of the second prince of Fanyang, and muttered ancient and mysterious spells.

The second prince felt that his head was roaring, and all his memories turned into powder in an instant. Memories from childhood to adulthood surged like a jar of muddy water, and even many memories that he had forgotten for a long time gushed out. He knew that this terrible guy was looking through his memory, smashing his memory, and erasing him from the world. From then on, there was no Huangfu Zeyu in the world, only a skin named Huangfu Zeyu.

Boom - my mind seems to have been knocked through and blank. The last trace of memory disappeared, and his eyes were confused and empty, like a dead body that lost his soul.

He is still alive, like a puppet.

He looked blankly at the man with terrible scarlet eyes in front of him, like a newborn baby, and muttered, "Who am I? Who are you?

"Your name is Huangfu Zeyu, the second prince of Fanyang, my most loyal puppet, my name is Ye Xingchen, your master!" Ye Xingchen said un joyfully.

The puppet stood up, looked at him firmly, then bent down and knelt down, threw himself to the ground, dragged the luxurious golden four-clawed python robe to the ground, held the feet of the night star in both hands, and put it on top of his head.

Like the most loyal slave.

The night star's face is expressionless, and the scarlet in his eyes fades, revealing sadness in his eyes and infinite sadness in his heart.