178 Still not?

As soon as the knife in her hand fell, Lin Yarong knew that something was wrong, but she didn't think that she could really control the prince at the beginning. However, it's really hard for people to suffer from a white stomach.

She breathed lightly. She held her stomach and leaned her back against the pillar. Looking at the prince, Lin Yarong said calmly, "Your Highness, you lost."

"No, I didn't lose." The prince suddenly roared.

Lin Yarong looked at the prince and had too many indescribable emotions in her eyes. Is it that the more she could not see hope, the more she was willing to admit that she had actually failed?

"Don't you lose? Your Highness, look outside, what else do you have? Lin Yarong clapped her hand and saw the door of the hall open. Outside the hall were full of soldiers. The Qingjia guards who followed the prince into the hall had all been handed over and tied aside with knives.

The prince's face was gray: "How can this... be possible?"

"Your Highness, do you think I'm the only one going to Beijing? Do you think your plan is really seamless?

Lin Yarong felt a stomachache when she spoke. She just suffered from the prince. I don't know if she had hurt the old wound. Although the wound on her waist had healed, it would take at least two or three months to be completely good.

At this time, two people approached from outside the hall.

As soon as Ashina saw Lin Yarong leaning aside wrinkled and uncomfortable, she hurried to help Lin Yarong and asked her in a low voice.

However, Jiang Jing walked to the prince and said with a gloomy face, "Your Highness, it's not too late to look back."

The prince snorted coldly and suddenly picked up the Jiulong box that had been placed on the ground before and shouted, "Ye Qiunan, come on, bring me the decree."

Ye Qiunan did not move. He stood there motionless, and his eyes turned from the prince to Lin Yarong.

Looking at Ye Qiunan, Lin Yarong sighed slightly: "Anan, don't continue to make mistakes."

After a long time, Ye Qiunan opened his mouth and asked Lin Yarong bitterly, "Tell me, what's going on?" At this time, Ye Qiunan still didn't understand what went wrong with the prince's plan. Why was it just a blink of an eye and everything changed? What about their layout before? Is this the end of the laborious arrangement over the years? The prince was unwilling, and Ye Qiunan was equally unwilling.

Seeing the painful look on Ye Qiunan's face, why didn't Lin Yarong feel sad? After a pause, she whispered, "Do you really think your majesty really doesn't know anything about what His Royal Highness has done? Why is Your Majesty willing to be placed under house arrest by the prince? How could Your Majesty suddenly say that he would not abdicate? If Your Highness had listened to my advice, your majesty would still be willing to pass the dragon throne to the prince, but Your Highness is too greedy and he wants too much. More importantly, the reason why the prince came to an end today is that he has exceeded the bottom line that His Majesty can tolerate. The prince wants his brother to die, which can be attributed to the royal family affairs, which is what we call. However, the prince wants to send the foundation of this thousand-year-old ancestors to those barbarians, which is His Majesty's taboo, which is also the last thing the people in the world want to see. So..." At this point, Lin Yarong didn't want to go on. She looked at Ye Qiunan and didn't hide the pain in her eyes.

Ye Qiunan squeezed his mouth tightly and looked at Lin Yarong for a long time. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

"Nonsense! You are talking nonsense!"

The prince suddenly shouted. He stared at Lin Yarong and shouted angrily, "Lin Yarong, you talk nonsense. You don't know anything. If... If he hadn't forced me, would I have come to this day?" After saying that, the prince turned his head and shouted at His Majesty, "It's you, you forced me."

Looking at the prince and then turning her head to your majesty, Lin Yarong can't tell what kind of feeling it is in her heart. Is it sad? Or is it helpless? Yes, he may not be wrong with all this to the prince. He just wants to protect himself in his own way.

She sighed, and there was a wry smile at the corners of Lin Yarong's mouth. What's wrong with her? How can it be so contradictory? Is she sympathizing with the prince? Taking a breath, Lin Yarong thought that her heart was not as cruel as it was a few years ago.

"Your Highness, it is useless to say more at this time. You...you'd better admit defeat!" Jiang Jing waved his hand and poured in a large number of sergeants from outside the hall, trapping the prince firmly in the middle.

Jiang Jing took a step forward: "Your Highness..."

"No, I didn't lose... I didn't lose..." The prince roared harshly. He held the box in his arms and picked up the knife that Lin Yarong had just fallen to the ground. The prince roared hysterically, "Don't think that you people can trap me. It's useless. As long as I have any accident, the army outside the palace will It will rush into the inner palace and kill all of you.

The prince's face was ferocious, and there was no gentle look in the past. At this moment, the prince still didn't believe it. In less than an hour, he was defeated like a mountain.

In fact, the prince knows in his heart that if he is not sure, Lin Yarong can't stand here with a relaxed face. And in fact, in the final analysis, it's not just Lin Yarong, I'm afraid someone has done everything secretly.

"Idiot!"

Your Majesty's infinite emotion made everyone in the hall look up.

Hahahaha...

The prince's laughing voice couldn't help swinging in the hall.

The prince shouted, "Eunt Zhou, why don't you do it?"