The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 388 Autumn Clouds

Qi Yongji did not argue, but said with compassion, "Brother, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

The eleventh prince sneered, his tone filled with genuine hatred: "Even now, my brother is still pretending to be a saint? If this is what my brother likes, then before I die, I'm willing to let you pretend to be a saint to your heart's content!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow shot out from nowhere and pierced his back chest with precision.

Qi Yongji waved his hand, and the guards made way for him, still guarding him vigilantly.

He strolled over to the eleventh prince, knelt down, and asked with a smile, "My dear brother, do you have any last wishes?"

The eleventh prince said in a low voice, "You said you would spare my mother... and spare the people around me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."

It's a pity, though, because his friends are all very talented people.

Unfortunately, hatred now stands between them, limiting their future prospects!

The eleventh prince closed his eyes.

And so his life, which was beyond his control, came to an end.

His birth was rushed, his childhood was unanticipated and unappreciated, and his adolescence was forced to mature, and it all came to an abrupt end.

So brief, and there is never any other choice.

He has done all he could; there is nothing more he can do.

With no leader, the remaining "rebels" were quickly subdued.

Only the soldier who had shouted "No!" continued to yell even after being restrained.

That's wrong, absolutely wrong.

As the torches were lit, those who followed the eleventh prince noticed something amiss.

They were originally Diao De's private soldiers and Wan Yao's private troops.

They were initially wary of each other, but they united because of their common enemy, Qi Yongji.

The two factions secretly reached an agreement with the eleventh prince, plotting to replace him on the throne.

However, they lacked sufficient troops and did not intend to act so soon. After learning of the rift between Mo Sheng and Qi Yongji, they set their sights on Mo Sheng.

Although Mo Sheng has soldiers, he is dense and doesn't pose much of a threat to them.

Unfortunately, Qi Yongji sent Mo Sheng to the border.

Unfortunately, in order to gain the Eleventh Prince's trust, both Wan Yao and Diao De revealed their true identities to him.

Unfortunately, Qi Yongji had already found a way to exploit the eleventh prince's weakness.

The eleventh prince was originally left behind by Qi Yongji for Diao De and his group.

Diao De and his gang needed a way to bring Qi Yongji down, and Qi Yongji also needed a pretext for them to cause trouble.

If the enemy is too docile, Qi Yongji will have a headache instead.

Therefore, Diao De and his team only made a start; Qi Yongji was the one who pushed forward most of the subsequent development.

He laid countless traps and made countless preparations for this day, all so that he could witness his enemy's descent into hell.

Sure enough, everything went according to his plan.

With Qi Yongji providing cover and restraint, the eleventh prince successfully issued a false order, leading both forces into Qi Yongji's clutches.

Wan Yao, Diao De, and others died at the hands of the very sharp blades they had trained—how pathetic and laughable!

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Qi Yongji smiled like a spring breeze.

Perhaps feeling that this moment was worth commemorating, he looked precisely at the positions of Cai Min and Qiu Manyun.

There's no going back.

Mo Cheng led the two men quickly to Qi Yongji's side.

"Manyun, come here."

Qiu Manyun took a deep breath, and the strong smell of blood instantly cleared her slightly dizzy mind.

She nestled close to Qi Yongji: "Your Majesty..."

"Does Manyun like the birthday gift I gave you?"

"As long as Your Majesty is satisfied, I will be happy."

Qi Yongji laughed heartily a few times.

Outside the light screen, Zheng Xun suddenly stood up.

Her movements did not affect the people inside the light screen.

Qi Yongji's large hand gradually moved to Qiu Manyun's neck.

His movements were extremely slow, his gaze fixed on Qi Qiu Manyun's face, not missing the slightest change in her expression.

Qiu Manyun sensed something, and her smile gradually froze.

Qi Yongji was pleased to see her nervousness and unease, and his smile became even more genuine.

Qiu Manyun explained dryly, "Your Majesty, I'm just a little scared."

Cai Min, who was standing next to her, swallowed hard.

She almost forgot that Qiu Manyun seemed to have been a pawn pushed up by Diao De and his group from the very beginning.

Later, Qiu Manyun seemed to have fallen out with them, which is why she finally won Qi Yongji's favor.

Could it be that she hasn't completely broken things off with them yet?

"Afraid? I think you're quite bold."

His hand suddenly tightened, grabbing Qiu Manyun's neck and slamming her to the ground.

Cai Min instinctively wanted to rush forward, but after lifting her foot, she gradually pulled it back.

She and Qiu Manyun are mortal enemies. Why is she so nervous about Qiu Manyun's accident?

Yes, she shouldn't be nervous, she must be happy.

The wide sleeves concealed her tightly clenched fists.

From the fear of being startled by Qi Yongji to the secret joy, every expression she made was just right.

Qiu Manyun struggled to breathe more and more, waving her arms and legs and struggling frantically.

She never knew that she could make such an unpleasant sound from her throat, like a broken bellows.

But the force on her neck was increasing, while her strength was decreasing.

When Qi Yongji released her, she had no strength left to struggle.

"I thought you were a man of principle, but I never expected you to be so undignified even when you're on your deathbed."

Qiu Manyun felt dizzy and her chest heaved violently.

At this moment, she was no longer the glamorous woman she once was. Her crimson skirt was stained with blood on the ground, creating a sticky, decadent atmosphere.

"If you want to live, who cares about being respectable?" She said this sentence, which was neither long nor short, with great difficulty.

Her expression returned to calm, and her hoarse voice did not detract from her beauty; instead, it possessed a poignant beauty, like a cuckoo crying blood. Even the soldiers around her showed a hint of amazement on their faces.

But this is a concubine, whether she is dead or alive, she is the emperor's private property, and they cannot covet her.

But Cai Min didn't notice whether Qiu Manyun was pretty or not; she only vaguely saw an endless sea of ​​blood that seemed ready to devour her at any moment.

Qi Yongji gently embraced Qiu Manyun and tenderly brushed away the sweat-dampened strands of hair from her face.

"If only you were as obedient as you are, and behaved well as a concubine, I would give you endless favors. But you were not satisfied and chose to betray me."

His tone grew gentler, his fingertips traced across her eyes, and suddenly his knuckles bent, gouging out both of her eyeballs.

"what--"

Qiu Manyun's shrill scream was deafening. Cai Min was so frightened that she took two steps back, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Qi Yongji asked listlessly, "You can't hold back anymore?"

At this moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Two guards behind Qi Yongji suddenly drew their swords and slashed at his vital points.

Who would have thought that even surrounded by enemies, Qi Yongji did not let his guard down.

He pulled Qiu Manyun up and hugged her tightly, using her body to shield himself from view.

Qiu Manyun let out a muffled groan.

"Protect the Emperor!"

The remaining guards knew that if anything happened to the emperor, they would not be able to escape, so they rushed forward to try to subdue the assassin.