"Thank you for threatening His Highness, what are you? How dare you threaten His Highness!?"
"How can this be a threat." The man leaned on the wheelchair, with a slight smile on his lips, his voice was low and sweet, like a breeze blowing on his face, "It's just a kind reminder to His Highness."
After that, he slowly lowered his head again, as if whispering:
"But I think His Highness generally doesn't listen to persuasion."
"Then prepare a good coffin for yourself in advance."
The two guards supporting Zhao An suddenly raised their heads and shook uncontrollably. This, this General Xie is too bold.
Although the Eighth Prince has been demoted to a commoner, he is the emperor's own son after all.
In the past, he was able to enter and leave the emperor's bedroom, and he could speak a few words in front of him, so he directly asked him to prepare the coffin, this...
They knew they had heard something they shouldn't have heard, so they hurriedly said, "General Xie, we have to take him away..."
Zhao An, who was supported by them, was still in a daze, he didn't even realize what Xie Cheng meant.
Ready for the coffin?
Xie Cheng, how dare he say such a thing?
Xie Cheng leaned back, lightly closed his eyes, and spoke lazily, "Yeah."
Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly carried Zhao An out.
Just when they had just taken two steps, Zhao An, who was supported by the joint efforts, reacted, and said loudly to Xie Cheng:
"Xie Cheng, you are so courageous!"
"My Highness is honorable, but the prince, how can you..."
The guards dragged him, walking faster and faster, they didn't want Zhao An to talk to Xie Cheng anymore.
General Xie's eyes just now were really terrifying. Although his eyes didn't fall on them, they felt that the surroundings were as cold as an ice cellar.
Hearing them say a few words together, my heart jumped out of my throat with fright. This job is really not something that ordinary people can do.
His Highness the Eighth Prince has just been demoted to a commoner, and the emperor is furious, but who knows?
Who knows whether the emperor's heart is more towards him, the eighth son who is not from a noble background, or the quasi-husband of his only junior sister.
In short, these two are not something they can offend, they can only pull them away first, so that General Xie can't hear His Highness the Eighth Highness's words, and stay away from the terrifying killing intent first.
If His Highness the Eighth Prince turns around and has a chance to stand up again, then he can sue himself.
Anyway, they are servants of the emperor, so it's not certain whether they can live to that time.
Sitting there, Xie Cheng didn't let Eleven push him in immediately, but listened to Zhao An's scolding for a long time.
He waited until he could not hear Zhao An's voice at all, and then he sat there with a gloomy expression and said, "Cut off his tongue."
eleven:"…"
Just, that is to say, they have always been at odds with the Eighth Prince's Mansion. It's not that they didn't think about killing him before, but they didn't succeed. This...
Is his tongue something they can cut off if they want?
The general must think highly of them.
Although the shadow guard is strong, Zhao An's accumulation over the years is not completely useless, he has so many masters around him.
Xu Shi noticed Eleven's hesitation, and the man in the wheelchair turned his head slightly, and glanced at him very lightly.
The fingers that were still on the handle of the wheelchair were slowly released, and the man lowered his eyes, "That's all."
"The general will come by himself."
Eleven's eyelids twitched, and he quickly lowered his head to look at his legs, and said in a trembling voice, "General, you have to be careful with your legs. If there is any problem again, the princess will feel distressed!"