Yang Ke hesitated a little and whispered: "They heard the wind from somewhere."

"Oh?" A murderous intent flashed across Ji Le's face, but he immediately restrained himself and looked at Pei Lei quietly: "As the God of Dharma, I believe in his justice. As the descendant of Thunder God, Your Highness will also be a righteous god. What do you think about Yang's actions?"

Justice? Thor?

Pei Lei sneered, but when talking about Yang's incident, he said seriously: "A group of poor women, because of the persecution of Yang's lineage, their children were unable to be born in this world and could not be qualified to be mothers."

"And let innocent children bear the sins of adults, this is the most shameless thing in the world!"

In a trance, Pei Lei thought of himself. A small child was forced to bear the sins of the entire divine vein and was locked up in the temple for stocking. No one paid attention to his screams, and no one cared about him.

All adults want is profit.

In the end, I was not saved. But the child in that woman's belly was different.

Pei Lei looked at Yang Ke with murderous intent. As long as he killed Yang Ke and prompted the curse to change in advance, the child could grow up smoothly.

"Guo Ling. I know you are looking for a way to save Xia Kingdom. Isn't there a win-win plan now?"

"Forcing Yang Ke to death, his children can survive, and his wife does not have to suffer the pain of losing her son. And you also have twenty years to study the method of cracking. You can even support your youngest son and hold the royal power for twenty years. Isn't this the most in your interests?"

Kill Yang Ke and support the posthumous son to the posthumous position?

Shi Huangshi and Huo Qubing were stunned, with strange expressions on their faces. Isn’t this the plan they had discussed at the beginning? But at that time, Yang Ke had no son, so there was no real conflict between the two sides.

But now...
Chapter completed!