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Chapter 75 Sister-in-law, you don’t want to either.
  morning.

The seemingly peaceful Dijing is actually not peaceful.

The day before yesterday, the cabinet sent an imperial envoy to the palace of Champion Marquis, but he was rejected. After three visits to the thatched cottage, he stated his interests and added the imperial edict, and finally invited Champion Marquis to move.

The champion was ordered to take the reward prepared by the Ministry of Revenue and 50,000 unicorn guards to Beihai County to appease the third prince.

However, in the early morning, a "bang bang" sound came from the courtyard of Qingzhu Palace.

The maids Hongwan and Ziyun took action one after another to confront Lu Mingyuan.

Ziyun and Lu Mingyuan did not use their martial arts energy, but competed with sword skills.

Hong Wan did the same. She found a long sword and held it to parry.

Lu Mingyuan's physical strength was as strong as a god, and the horizontal sword in his hand seemed to have a powerful force. An astonishing blow shook the arms of the two women.

He obviously didn't use his vitality, but he was still extremely powerful.

For a warrior in the Lower Seventh Realm, His Highness's physical strength has been honed to perfection.

Lu Mingyuan faced the two of them and did not fall behind.

It's very satisfying to practice because I can watch my board increase little by little.

"Green Life Style - Wu Chi, the refining degree is increased to 88%"

"Promotion of destiny traits - martial arts (advanced)"

"Martial Arts (Advanced): With the heart of martial arts, martial arts practice is extremely fast, and the efficiency of martial arts practice is ten times higher than before."

"Practice your sword hard, trigger the trait [Martial Arts], and your progress will increase tenfold!"

【Thunder Prison Sword Sutra·Sword Power Chapter (5000/5000)】

【Thunder Prison Sword Sutra: Sword Heart Chapter (0/10000)】

Now, he has perfected his sword skills and has begun practicing the Sword Heart Chapter.

"Shangwu" increases the efficiency of practicing martial arts from five times to ten times.

Lu Mingyuan stuck the knife on the ground, stood upright, and took a deep breath. The martial arts energy gathered from all directions, forming a thick layer of Gang Qi on the body surface.

Even if you don't have a knife in your hand, you can still use it vertically and horizontally.

The power of the sword is perfect, and it has the power to fight against some ordinary grand masters. It is hard to say whether it will win or lose, but at least it has the capital to fight.

Only your own strength is the most practical.

After practicing, Lu Mingyuan didn't even wipe his sweat, but used his vitality to evaporate all his sweat.

As usual, he went to the next door palace to look around, but he didn't expect that the other party would come back at some time.

"Sister-in-law, when did you come back? I thought you ran away with your elder brother."

Lu Mingyuan became more and more curious. He did not engage in riddles with the woman in front of him, but went straight to the point and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you really not going to run away?"

Princess Zhao, who opened the door, was dressed in red and calmly asked: "Where can I run while Ming Deng Si is here?"

Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly: "It's okay to stay with me in the harem."

After Yang Yingchan opened the door this time, she didn't have such a good expression. Instead, she suddenly smiled and said: "His Highness is so scheming. He has really been pretending to be confused for so many years to show to the world. If I had known this, why bother."

Lu Mingyuan let go of his saber, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Buddhist beads scattered on the table, and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm taking advantage of you?"

Yang Yingchan, who had always had a gentle and noble demeanor, flashed with anger on her face, bit her lip, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it?"

Yang Yingchan's chest heaved: "You gave me Buddhist beads, but you actually had another purpose, to break your eldest brother's Taoist heart. Now you have achieved your goal. Your eldest brother is dead. He died under the sword of a Taoist and became a demon. According to the punishment laws of Great Yan, he must be killed on the spot."

Lu Mingyuan made an exaggerated "oh" expression: "Really?"

After hearing these words, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Stop pretending, your acting skills are really bad." Yang Yingchan said coldly.

Lu Mingyuan secretly thought that he did know that Lu Changfeng was dead, but he didn't know how he died. Now Yang Yingchan's reaction gave him a clue.

So he showed a very careless and indifferent expression and went to test it: "Why does my sister-in-law think I am the murderer?"

Yang Yingchan said coldly: "If it weren't for this string of Buddhist beads, how could he be killed?"

"Maybe I shouldn't have ignored you from the beginning."

Lu Mingyuan suddenly laughed, his laughter was very wanton.

"why are you laughing?"

Yang Yingchan was very puzzled.

Lu Mingyuan was not stupid, and he quickly figured out the reason behind this. From the time Princess Zhao was called out of the imperial city, to the death of the eldest prince, there was always someone involved.

"Who called you to see you off?"

"Ming Deng Si Jin Yi." "Is there any other instructions such as the Holy Edict?"

Yang Yingchan thought for a while: "Not really."

Lu Mingyuan chuckled and said: "So, sister-in-law, you think it was me who called you out and staged this good show? Am I really so capable?"

Yang Yingchan gradually stopped talking after hearing this.

After Lu Ming wanted to think it over thoroughly, he smiled meaningfully at Yang Yingchan:
  "I think the princess is afraid of death."

"Because as far as I know, your relationship with my eldest brother is not that good. Are you really angry and sorry for my eldest brother?
  I don't think so. Could it be that the princess didn't think that she was being taken advantage of? The reason why you plan to vent your anger on me is to take advantage of my compassion and make me feel guilty, so as to protect yourself. But in fact, it is not necessary. With me here, your glory, wealth, life and death can still be protected. On the contrary, you should be happy. "

He no longer addressed her as sister-in-law, but spoke in a rather tough manner.

"you!"

Seeing that Lu Mingyuan saw through her thoughts, Yang Yingchan's expression suddenly changed.

This Lu Mingyuan is deeper than imagined.

When she learned about the death of the eldest prince, her first reaction was shock.

Then there was panic, worrying that seeing him off would implicate him.

So I subconsciously wanted to find a backer.

"You're plotting against me, aren't you afraid that the Holy One will know about it?"

Lu Mingyuan did not look at Princess Zhao, who had Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, but just looked at the flowers outside the palace. He probably knew who was plotting against the eldest prince, and said calmly: "First, I didn't plot against you, are you worthy of me plotting against you? Secondly, I hope you can correct your position, you are not qualified to question me, nor are you qualified to complain and get angry at me."

After saying this, he put his big hand on Princess Zhao's shoulder.

Yang Yingchan's expression changed, her body trembled, she bit her lip and said, "Stop. I'm your sister-in-law!"

Lu Mingyuan caressed the graceful curve of his sister-in-law's back. He seemed to be taking advantage, but his face was expressionless and his heart was calm. His tone was soft, and he said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will definitely teach you how to play the flute with this little mouth of yours. I can do things that my elder brother can't and can't do."

The other two maids guarding Princess Zhao at the door wanted to take action, but were restrained by two figures, one red and one purple.

It was Ziyun and Hongwan.

Hongwan circulated the red Dao Qi and used the Taoist body-holding technique, controlling everyone in the hall with a cold expression.

She stared at Yang Yingchan with a cold face.

One is a slave as humble as dust, and the other is a royal concubine who is extremely glorious and wealthy.

But there seemed to be a hint of competition in Hong Wan's eyes with tear marks at the corners. She looked down at Yang Yingchan without any awe.

Even Ziyun, who had always had low self-esteem, showed no fear at all and was very calm.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yingchan couldn't help but frown slightly.

The two maids beside Lu Mingyuan were well trained.

Only respect him.

No one else is attracted by the Dharma?

What is the charm of this sixth prince?

Lu Mingyuan stepped forward, patted Yang Yingchan's butt with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Now you understand, how can you gain a foothold in the harem without me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell the Holy One?"

Although Yang Yingchan could not move, she still spoke harshly.

"Sue! I'm afraid you don't dare to complain. Maybe in the end, I will be scolded by my father at most, but what about you? Will you be executed? Or will you suffer endless torture in the harem?"

In fact, Lu Mingyuan felt that if his father wanted to take care of it, he would have taken care of it long ago. Why would he wait until now? This is not a tacit consent.

Lu Mingyuan leaned next to Yang Yingchan's pink jade ear and whispered:

"Sister-in-law, if you're afraid of death, stop threatening others. It's better to obey me and enjoy your glory and wealth."

"You don't want to be under house arrest for the rest of your life, without being able to see your father."

Hearing these words, an extremely complicated expression flashed across Yang Yingchan's beautiful eyes.

Lu Mingyuan chuckled and said, "I am different from my elder brother. You will know this later."

"Think about it yourself and tell me when you think clearly."

After finally saying this, he left with Ziyun and Hongwan.

Only then did Yang Yingchan resume her movements. Her black hair was scattered and she collapsed on the ground. Looking at Lu Mingyuan's back, she was full of complex emotions such as confusion, confusion, fear, and expectation.

(End of this chapter)