This time, after Concubine Yan fell out of favor, in order to try her best to regain favor, she knew Xia Wentian's mind and turned her mind to the Minister of War He Yuhang.

He Yuhang is a martial arts practitioner, and he is very impatient and impulsive. He was accidentally beaten to death by the design of a person with a heart.

Now being questioned.

Once the person is sent to the Heavenly Prison, Xia Wentian can handle it with confidence.

Now that the person has not been sent to the heavenly prison, He Yuhang accidentally beat the person to death and is currently being handed over to the Grand Council.

"drive!"

He held a horse casually, turned over and sat up, and Xia Jiuli rushed towards the direction of the Grand Council.

He Yuhang never thought he was guilty. What was the fault of him killing a gangster who robbed a woman?

On the way to the Grand Council, a horse rushed over quickly, and everyone was broken into pieces. He Yuhang, who was tied up, looked at the horse rushing in urgent need, almost hurt the common people, quickly stepped forward and pressed his head against the horse's neck.

Force the horse to stop.

"Rareless, who dares to stop my horse?" The majestic and sharp shout sounded. Xia Jiuli picked up his horse whip and slapped it hard. With a bang, he sucked He Yuhang's face, leaving a deep blood mark on his handsome face.

He Yuhang thought he could escape, but he didn't expect that the other party's whip was very fast when he came. When he realized it, he had already been whipped on his face.

A bloodstain slid from the left side of her eyes to the corner of her mouth on her right side, and even broke her skin and bleed, destroying her originally masculine and handsome face in an instant, even looking a little hideous.

"Who are you? Are you tired of living?"

Xia Jiuli rode on the horse, staring coldly at the man who dared to block her words, the rising whip that was erect and domineering, and then once again thrust hard at He Yuhang.

He Yuhang groaned and his eyes turned cold.

The tied hands suddenly exerted force, and the rope broke. He reached out and grabbed the whip that Xia Jiuli swung over, with a ferocious eyebrows: "In the public, you actually committed a murder. Didn't you see anyone knocking down?"

"Haha... You are so brave, you actually dare to interfere in my affairs?" Xia Jiuli's eyes flashed a very cold look. She held the whip and gently picked up the man's chin. Her eyes were extremely cold in an instant: "It's the first time I have seen such a huge person like this. Is this your way to attract me?"

"Very good, I will help you!"

Xia Jiuli waved her hand, and the dark wind in the dark flashed out immediately.

"Since the bone is so hard and dares to stop my horse, tie him to the East Palace. I will break your bones bit by bit and make you kneel on the ground like a dog."

This palace? The prince?

He Yuhang's pupils shrank tightly. He never expected that he would mess with the Ghost Prince.

The official who was responsible for transferring He Yuhang to Dali Temple immediately knelt down and kowtowed heavily, "I pay homage to His Highness, His Highness, the Crown Prince, I will never be able to do this. This is the prisoner who transferred to Dali Temple and the son of the Minister of War..."

"So what about the son of the Minister of War? I want someone, can you stop me?" Xia Jiuli performed the arrogant and domineering to the extreme, and even was very unreasonable. She threw the whip in her hand out and threw the black hat on the official's head away.

People also fell down.
Chapter completed!