Tao Zimei was a little anxious. Now that the Yang family no longer had people in and out, would it be very serious? What would happen to the Ninth Prince? Will he kill Lord Ming? Or who did Lord Ming kill Lord Ninth Prince?

But... Tao Zimei thought of the rumor again. If it was true, how could these two men get to this point? Tao Zimei said anxiously: "Is it very serious?"

Yang Mengjiao sighed, it was naturally serious. Otherwise, how could so many people not come forward? It was not for Mingzhe to protect himself. Neither Lord Ming nor the Ninth Prince could stand on the side, so it was even more difficult.

"sister--"

"The plot and slander, both sides have different opinions. A strategist in the Ninth Prince's mansion died, General Jiang was seriously injured. Princess Ninth begged the emperor's medicinal material warehouse to save General Jiang's life. Are you serious?

Someone died, Tao Zimei's heart tightened: "Is that counselor important?"

"The only counselor who comes to the Nine Kings Villa is with him, and the northwest has always been with the Nine Prince. Do you think it is important?"

Yang Mengjiao unconsciously rubbed the silver peanuts on her hand. She just wanted to help and could do nothing.

"What will happen to the Ninth Prince? Will he kill Lord Ming?"

Yang Mengjiao realized something, let go of her hand, and her eyebrows were still dignified and steady: "I think in private." It is possible to slash the bones and raise the grays: "General Jiang grew up in the Nine Prince's Mansion. It is better than adoptive sons, but he openly injured General Jiang. It is not a provocation with the Nine Prince."

Yang Mengjiao was having a headache when she said that. She was restless all night last night. She got up early in the morning to paint, but she couldn't be careful. There was no man at home, so she couldn't even ask for some information.

It cannot be said that there is no man, but Yang Guangqing is equal to nothing, who would discuss the major matter of life and death with a playboy?

Tao Zimei became even more anxious: "But the Ninth Prince cannot kill Ming..."

Yang Mengjiao felt that she was innocent: "What can't be killed? No matter how important Lord Ming is, he is just a minister under the prince. The Ninth Prince is the prince's biological uncle, and the relative relationship is clear at a glance. If the prince is asked to choose, His Highness will naturally give up Lord Ming and preserve his relationship with the ninth Prince's nephew. This is a great righteousness." What she disdains the most, this matter may have been planned by the prince, but the prince introduced Lord Ming to protect himself, which is shameless.

But if you stand on the stance of the superiors, this move not only hits the Ninth Prince, but also eliminates the growing Lord Ming, and at least ensures that Daliang will remain stable for the next 20 years.

"But, but the prince cannot kill Lord Ming." How could the ninth prince kill Lord Ming?

Yang Mengjiao didn't mean to look down on her cousin, but she could not help but understand the reason why Lord Ming didn't choose her at first. It was really: "Don't be so pessimistic, what if Lord Ming-" kills the Ninth Prince.

When Yang Mengjiao thought of this possibility, she was vaguely excited. It was not that there was no possibility. Lord Ming did not defeat the Ninth Prince at the Beast Chasing Conference. It was even rumored that Lord Ming had fought head-on with the Ninth Prince, but the Ninth Prince did not gain the upper hand. Since that is the case, why is it impossible for Lord Ming to kill the Ninth Prince?

"What if! Sister, is there still room for improvement?"

"No." Yang Mengjiao lowered the excited expression in her eyes and wanted to pour a glass of water for her to calm down. She realized that her hand that was stretched out was trembling with excitement, so she immediately withdrew it back.

If Lord Ming successfully reflects, Yang Mengjiao's eyes will not be able to suppress the light, Lord Ming is still young, the emperor is in poor health, the prince is in poor health, and the emperor's grandson is young... By then, Lord Ming will have the final say in Daliang Kingdom.

"elder sister……"

Yang Mengjiao tried her best to calm her emotions, but she put her hand on the silver peanuts and turned quickly, as if the picture was vivid in her mind. He deserved: "Why can't it be? Lord Ming killed the Ninth Prince!"

Tao Zimei looked at her cousin in shock.

Yang Mengjiao also looked stiff because of her slander. How did she say it?

"Mr. Ming cannot kill the Ninth Prince!"

Yang Mengjiao looked at her in surprise: "Why can't you?" She even forgot about her misconduct just now.

"Because--" Tao Zimei was a little anxious.

Yang Mengjiao noticed something was wrong with her: "What's wrong, why?"

Because they may be father and son! But she has no evidence, but she is definitely not wrong, otherwise the Ninth Prince would not hand over all his power to him in the future! But what would she say!

Actually, she can not say it, but she knows that if she can’t, will my cousin discover something?

Tao Zimei looked at her cousin.

Yang Mengjiao looked at her in confusion.

Tao Zimei's expression was a little firmer. She believed in her cousin's character, but her cousin had no benefit in her heart. At least if it was sincere: "Sister, don't you think the Ninth Prince is very similar to Lord Ming?"

Yang Mengjiao was stunned by her cousin's words for no reason. What's the problem? And she looked very worried, just to say this question: "Like? Where is it?" She couldn't even think of what Zimei wanted to express?

"Preface, strength, the Ninth Prince is not a gift of divine power, so is Lord Ming..." How could there be someone who looks so much for no reason?

"Mr. Ming is also gifted with divine power?" Yang Mengjiao has never heard of it. Master Ming is not a civil servant?

Tao Zimei walked over and squatted at her cousin's feet. She knew and was very sure of this: "Mr. Ming is also gifted with divine power. Master Ming can also pull the bow of the Ninth Prince. It is the dragon bow that no one can pull. I don't believe that Master Ming can pull it for the Ninth Prince to show it." Master Ming later led his troops, and many people knew that Master Ming was very strong, so it was no secret.

Yang Mengjiao asked her to get up: "There are more people in the world who are gifted with divine power, and there are many in the southwest of us. You are thinking too much." What's more, how can you talk nonsense based on this boring basis?

Seeing that her cousin didn't believe it, Tao Zimei was so anxious that she refused to get up. Xiang Qi's family was already married, but her people who were as chaotic as hers still had the power. Miss Xiang Qi's future will definitely be more terrifying than she is now.

So, she hopes that her cousin can... have a more guarantee, so this secret: "Don't sister think that when Lord Ming and the Ninth Prince stand together, they have a similar temperament?"

Yang Mengjiao's expression became a little solemn: "It's not like it."

"How can you not look like, height, appearance, eyes, and—"

"Zimei!"

Tao Zimei looked at her cousin who didn't believe her and suddenly felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry. This was their treasure and their prophet's future. How could she not be able to change any benefits: "Sister, believe me... Just this time, sister..."

Yang Mengjiao softened her heart: "You got up too early today, go and have a rest."

"sister--"

"Zimei, this is the Yang family, there are only Guangqing and I. I can't tell you what you said and done. However, some things and mistakes cannot be made. Do you understand?"

But I didn't lie: "Sister, sister, you..."

Yang Mengjiao's face became even more serious. Not to mention that this was impossible, it was true. With their weak power in Liangdu, it was impossible to do anything, and it was even more impossible to put the chips on the Nine Prince's Mansion!

"Sister." Tao Zimei pitifully pulled her cousin's sleeve: "Sister, sister--"

Tao Zimei sighed: "What do you want to say?"

"I...I don't know...I can't believe what I say, but I just think they are very similar when they stand together. You may think I'm crazy and I'm not normal, but when they stood on the stadium that day, looking in the same direction at the same time, that look..."

“…”

"Sister...you think, can Lord Ming be the son of the Ninth Prince?"

Yang Mengjiao lowered her head and looked at her stubborn sister. Her gentle and dignified eyes showed a hint of sadness. Those things still caused a blow to Zimei. She couldn't help but say gentlely: "Zimei, there are many good men in the world."

Although there are not many amazing times, there are always people who are suitable for you. Don’t peek at them, and don’t hate them because of love. They are indecent: "Zimei, you are already old. If you are at home and have married and have children, you will be wronged. I have reported to you. If you are not married when I got married, I will make me take charge of your business. And you cannot be said randomly. Let the people of the Nine Prince’s Mansion hear that you will die first."

Tao Zimei's eyes widened in horror, and the fear of her death in her previous life hit her heart again. She... She didn't lie: "Sister, believe me, sister--"

"There is no lower limit to clinging to the powerful and powerful, and you can do anything to do and wanton. Do you think of which one will be scolded by lord?"

Tao Zimei immediately sat on the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Mengjiao hurriedly stretched out her hand and frowned, but she was talking more heavily...

"No, sister, I know the seriousness of the matter, and even understand better than sister. If I speak nonsense, the people from the Nine Prince's Mansion will kill me, destroy my three tribes, and I will join the Yang family, which will make our entire southwest doom, so... So sister, I have never told anyone, sister, do you believe me? What I said is true. The Nine Prince and Lord Ming are fathers and sons, not because they are like them, not because Lord Ming also has divine power, but because Lord Ming is the father of Lord Ming." It is impossible not! She has heard! The Nine Prince's Mansion is Mingxiluo, and Mingxiluo is the Nine Prince's Mansion!

She has recently observed two people, and these two must be father and son, and they just lack evidence."

"Zimei..."

Tao Zimei held her sister's hand: "Sister, please, believe me..."

"How do you tell me to believe you...how do you know, what is the source of the news, otherwise who will believe you."

"Sister, I dreamed of it, really dreamed of it-"

Yang Mengjiao thought it was even more ridiculous and didn't even want to listen to her again. It was already the limit for her to keep her crazy talk until now: "Zimei--"

"Sister, it's true, I also dreamed-" I dreamed that Prince Mo died, Prince Rong died, and I married... But none of these things have come true. By the way, there is also: "Grandma is sick!" For their grandma is sick, this year: "It's an emergency to fall off the steps-"

"What are you talking nonsense!"

Tao Zimei suddenly cried, tears flowing out of her eyes without any warning, as if she was more fragile and helpless than Yang Mengjiao. She lay on Yang Mengjiao's legs, feeling exhausted.

"Zimei, get up, Zimei—"

"Sister, really, let me tell you, I'll go crazy if I don't say it. I don't know why. I've always dreamed recently. The things I dreamed of are coherent, and I dreamed that we were raided. Sister, sister, you believe me, is my grandmother sick? If you don't believe me, you write a letter to your family, I also hope it's fake. Sister, I hope it's fake. But I dreamed that I was so scared. I even dreamed of the result of the beast-taking conference. I just didn't believe it. As a result, the Ninth Prince really lost. Sister, I'm so scared..." Tao Zimei was "panicked" and said that she had to use the Yang family to fight for anything.

Tao Zimei cried even harder: "Sister, I don't dare to sleep recently..." Tao Zimei sobbed: "I dreamed that Lord Ming is the son of the Ninth Prince, dreamed that my grandmother fell off the steps, dreamed that you did not marry into Duke Mo's mansion, dreamed of the result of the beast-chasing conference, sister, please help me, sister..."

Yang Mengjiao is young, but she is not stupid.

Of course, Tao Zimei knew that her cousin didn't believe it. Her cousin was not stupid, and she didn't believe in the power of ghosts and gods. She even felt that her cousin was more determined than Shi Wei in terms of personality and position, but she ended up killing her husband in her previous life and was unable to end up being a good end: "Sister, sister, what if my grandmother is really sick?"

"Even if my grandmother is sick, it won't mean anything."

"But what if it is God's last favor to us, God gives us but we don't accept it!"

"But...but I just want to believe you, you need to have evidence of decision. Have you dreamed of evidence?"

“…”

"Mr. Ming is the absolute evidence that the son of the Ninth Prince!" As for the house search, she did not marry into the Duke of Mo's mansion, at least there is no sign of it now. Since there is no sign, it is just something that can be paid attention to, and it is not advisable to be anxious.

Evidence? If she had evidence, she would have said this when she was in Liangdu.

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Chapter completed!