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Chapter 202 I Just Want an Awan!



Chapter 202 I Just Want an Awan!

The emperor watched Zhao Huaijin tumbling and leaping flexibly among dozens of guards, but he did not fight back at all. These guards were unable to capture him for a while, let alone hurt him at all.

He glanced at Prince Yu anxiously. Didn't they say that Zhao Huaijin's martial arts were just average? Why couldn't so many guards take him down? How could this be called average?

Prince Yu was also puzzled. He knew that Zhao Huaijin's martial arts skills were indeed very ordinary before, and Zhao Huaijin had only been training in the northern border for a year. Why did his martial arts skills improve so much?

Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate, Prince Yu turned around and whispered something to Minister Zhong, who nodded his head and quietly left his seat.

He slowly moved towards Zhao Huaijin along the wall. Just when Zhao Huaijin turned his back to him, a needle-like object suddenly shot out from Shangshu Zhong's hand and hit Zhao Huaijin directly on the back.

Zhao Huaijin felt a pain, lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth, used his sword to support the ground, and struggled to stand up.

When the guards saw that King Huai was injured, they dared not go forward to fight with him. After all, he was a prince, and they had to be considerate of him even though they obeyed the emperor.

Zhao Huaijin clearly felt the pain in his back. He gritted his teeth, reached out his hand, pulled out the dart-like hidden weapon, and threw it on the ground.

"So what did you do to Awan?"

The emperor looked at Zhao Huaijin's actions with some shock. The dart had barbs. Once it pierced the human body, the barbs would tightly hook onto the skin and flesh.

It would be difficult to take it out, but Zhao Huaijin just pulled it out.

As the dart left Zhao Huaijin's body, a piece of his flesh was torn off.

At this time, blood was gushing out of Zhao Huaijin's back, but he stood there quietly as if he had no consciousness.

Suddenly the emperor felt that Zhao Huaijin in front of him was like a dormant little leopard. How terrible would it be if this leopard unleashed his potential?

Thinking of this, the emperor took two steps back in fear. Then he steadied himself and spoke with less confidence in his voice.

"I just said that Song Qingwan has returned to the palace. If you don't believe me, you can search to see if Song Qingwan is in the palace."

"So you're doing this because you don't want to let me out of the palace, right? So do you want to kill me or lock me up today?"

As time passed, Zhao Huaijin lost too much blood, his eyes gradually became blurred, his body swayed, and his face turned pale.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the look in his eyes as he stared at the emperor, as if he was going to end his life at the next moment.

Of course, it was impossible for the emperor to kill Zhao Huaijin directly. After all, he had the Yan family behind him, and Concubine Shun had Zhao Huaiyuan by her side.

Although he and Zhao Huaiyuan are biological father and son, the child now has a mother-son relationship with Concubine Shun, and even regards Zhao Huaijin as his own brother.

If he dealt with Zhao Huaijin like this today, there was no guarantee that Zhao Huaiyuan would not turn the world of the Great Saint upside down when he grew up.

After all, Zhao Huaiyuan's child is becoming more and more like a prince, and his intelligence and talent are even better than those of the childhood Prince Yu.

So the emperor cleared his throat and his tone began to soften.

"I just wanted you to come to the palace to reminisce about the past. I have decided to make Jun'er the crown prince soon. I hope you can assist him with all your strength. In the future, you brothers will work together to govern this great sage world better."

"Father, you shouldn't have used this method. What you did today might have further hurt the relationship between me and my brother."

"So you agreed?"

"You are the king and I am the subject. How can a son and a subject disrespect the king's orders?"

"Is this true?"

"a man of his words."

"it is good!"

After hearing what Zhao Huaijin said, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and a huge stone in his heart finally fell.

He knew that with Zhao Huaijin's character, since he had already promised, he would definitely do it.

At this time, Zhao Huaijin said to Prince Yu with a friendly face.

"Brother Emperor, could you please come before me and shake hands with me? Shaking hands is a sign of alliance, so we must go through the formalities."

Zhao Yujun was a little hesitant at first, as he didn't know whether Zhao Huaijin was sincere.

But seeing that the emperor seemed to be in a good mood, he did not want to offend him.

So Prince Yu walked up to Zhao Huaijin and carefully extended his hand.

Zhao Huaijin squinted his eyes and seemed about to collapse. When he saw Prince Yu coming over, he suddenly smiled, just like they did when they were children.

As soon as Zhao Yujun saw Zhao Huaijin's expression, he completely let down his guard and took the initiative to stretch his hand closer to Zhao Huaijin.

"From now on we..."

Suddenly, Zhao Huaijin grabbed Zhao Yujun's neck with his free hand, and with his other hand he drew out a long sword and put it against his throat.

"Jun'er!"

The emperor was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing. He saw Zhao Huaijin tightly strangling Zhao Yujun's neck.

Zhao Yujun's face turned pale and his eyes rolled up, as if he was about to suffocate in the next second.

Zhao Huaijin used all his strength in his hands. His nails dug deeply into Zhao Yujun's skin and directly pinched his throat.

"Don't move! If you move, you'll probably be beheaded!"

After warning Zhao Yujun, Zhao Huaijin asked in a deep voice without waiting for the emperor to speak.

"Will the emperor let me go?"

"Jin'er, what are you doing? Didn't you just agree to it? What are you doing now?"

"Why? Father, do you really trust me so much?

"I am so disappointed. I thought that although you may not be related to me by blood, you are a man of good character and keep your word. I didn't expect you to go back on your word."

"All this is nothing compared to Awan! Don't think I can't guess what you did?"

"She is just a woman. As a prince, you can marry hundreds of women in the future. As long as you don't care about Song Qingwan and help Jun'er, I can find you any woman you want!"

"Haha... do you really think that all men in the world are as filthy as you two? I only recognize Awan as my wife in this life, and I can't tolerate anyone else.

I'll say it again! I want to leave the palace! If you don't agree, Zhao Yujun will be dead!"

As Zhao Huaijin spoke, he directly used his sword to cut the skin on Zhao Yujun's neck, and blood flowed down his neck.

His other hand was still tightly pinching Zhao Yujun's neck, and Zhao Yujun had already fainted.

"If you hesitate, you will lose your son!"

"Even if I really let you go, do you think you can save Song Qingwan? Zhao Huaijin, you are such a hopeless case that you would go to such great lengths just for a woman!"

"I don't want to fight with you. I just want Awan! Why are you making things difficult for us?"

"She can easily take a living person away from the harem, and can also revive the dead. If this kind of woman cannot be used by me, she will be a great disaster!"

This is the reason why it is said that a man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.


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