Chapter 966: Your Highness Gave You Dignity

Those who are still hesitating and need further communication from you must be the ones currently in control of military power."Li Chen seemed to have opened his third eye, and with a single sentence,...Chapter 966: Your Highness Gave You Dignity

At this very moment, Li Yinhu's grand schemes and future plans all seem insignificant.

The most important thing is to get through this hurdle right now.

He knew very well that if he surrendered, his fate would be sealed.

By then, don't even talk about competing with the prince for the throne. Whether you can even survive to see the sun rise tomorrow is a huge question mark.

So now Li Ynhu is willing to do anything to save his own life.

And the first step is to prevent Wang Fuyu from going to the East Palace.

Wang Fuyou's face was conflicted, he whispered, "Your Majesty Zhao, I don't want to go either, but if we openly disobey the order from the Eastern Palace, I'm afraid the Dongchang will immediately have a reason to execute me on the spot. Then you and I would be even more passive."

Why don't you, Your Majesty Zhao, and I go together first Let's take it one step at a time. At worst, we can buy some time for the senior advisor to make arrangements. Would he just stand by and watch Your Majesty Zhao fall into the mire of the Eastern Palace

"Shut up!"

Li Yinhu roared angrily, saying, “Now this king will not believe any of you. This king only believes himself!”

Li Yinhǔ knew Zhao Xuánjī too well; a matter of life and death was at stake. This ruthless old fox, who would even send out his own son without hesitation if he thought it necessary, would undoubtedly abandon himself without a second thought if he deemed it unavoidable.

I don't want my life and death to be controlled by anyone.

Before he could finish his words, Li Yinhǔ suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Wang Fuyong's collar, flipping him over so he was facing away from him. With his other hand, he held his sword to Wang Fuyong's throat.

This sudden scene shocked everyone.

Even Lian Sanbao's complexion changed.

Zhao Xuanji pressed Wang Fuyou's neck tightly, backing away step by step with him, his eyes fierce like a lone wolf driven to desperation.

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