The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

"You, don't look at this prince like this, it's not this prince who rebelled!"

Luo Mingyang looked at Xiaoyuan with a gloomy face, and took a step back silently.

Thinking in my heart, if Xiaoyuan draws his sword and murders her husband, will his dark guard come and save him!

"how do you know?"

Xiaoyuan played with the long sword in her hand, her body exuding bursts of chills.

"Cough, this has nothing to do with this prince. Your father thinks that you may have the queen's life and have a tendency to rebel."

Luo Mingyang leaned closer to Xiaoyuan's ear and whispered, "He wants this prince to be the prince, but you are the prince concubine!"

"Do you want to be?"

Xiaoyuan looked at Luo Mingyang faintly, the long sword was slightly unsheathed, and it was possible to draw the sword at any time.

"Of course I don't want to!" Luo Mingyang shook his head vigorously, "How could there be an accident with the few prince concubines who broke up and married!"

Xiao Yuan's expression softened slightly.

"This prince is telling you this to let you look at your father. In any case, it is considered as this prince's father-in-law. This prince does not want to kill relatives righteously in the future!" Luo Mingyang tried his best to pretend to be relaxed, "Quickly Your sword is stowed away, it's so sharp, don't scratch yourself!"

Xiaoyuan glanced at Luo Mingyang, and pressed the long sword back with a cold expression.

"The position of the Crown Princess, as long as she is willing to sit, it can only be her. I will not let him go to anyone who dares to rob her!"

Xiaoyuan glanced at Luo Mingyang coldly, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

"It's your father who wants you to be a crown princess. Look at what this prince is doing!"

Luo Mingyang retorted with his neck crossed.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Xiaoyuan frowned and walked in the direction of the Prime Minister's study with her long sword in hand.

Even so, he could only kill the prime minister.

"Wait!"

Luo Mingyang trembled in his heart, and quickly stood in front of Xiaoyuan.

His future Zhengfei is really sturdy!

"What?" Xiaoyuan held the long sword coldly, her eyes sharp, "Do you want to die with him?"

"No, how is that possible!" Luo Mingyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva while looking at Changjian, and said softly, "Your father is considered an attempt anyway, you can just watch him in the future, how can you kill your father?"

"so what!"

Xiaoyuan looked indifferent.

To her, the word father is no different from others.

All she cares about is her benefactor.

No matter who it is, as long as someone threatens her, her long sword will show no mercy.

"Cough cough, this prince thinks, that, this is not right!" Luo Mingyang bit his head and said, "Even if he dies and his party members are not cleaned up, it is useless!"

Alas, the first time I went to my father-in-law's house, I almost killed my father-in-law!

Luo Mingyang felt that probably when the father emperor gave the marriage, he didn't have the eight characters, and he was at odds with the people in the prime minister's mansion!

Oh, what else can I do?

And can't eat the imperial edict!

"You go and tell the emperor that Prime Minister Zhao is going to rebel and punish his nine clans." Xiaoyuan's indifferent face revealed a trace of seriousness.

She is not afraid of death.

There is not a good person in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Since they have signs of rebellion, they should all die together!

"what?"

Luo Mingyang stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

He suspected that he had heard it wrong!

"You don't want to go, I'll go!"

Xiaoyuan bypassed Luo Mingyang, raised her feet and continued to walk out.

"Don't, don't, don't! Don't!" Luo Mingyang stood in front of Zhao Xiaoyuan again, "You're way of hurting three thousand enemies and losing ten thousand yourself is too inappropriate!"

Xiaoyuan is still expressionless, without any waves on her face, "As long as you can catch all those who want to rebel, it will be fine!"

Xiaoyuan's cold eyes moved slightly, and she took a careful look at Luo Mingyang again.

Luo Mingyang had an incredible look on his face, as if he was frightened.

Prime Minister Zhao's thoughts, Xiaoyuan, can also think of some, but he feels that he has been given a marriage to the eldest prince, and he wants to do a big job.

Let the eldest prince be the crown prince, and let yourself be the crown princess.

In this way, the eldest prince is also an important part of it.

Xiaoyuan made up her mind secretly, and when she filed a complaint with the imperial court for a while, in addition to requesting the decree to execute the prime minister and the nine clans, there was one more important thing.

The Prime Minister's purpose is for the eldest prince to be the crown prince!

Then—— by the way, let’s report the First Prince too!

Even if Emperor Luo didn't kill him because of his family, he would definitely take precautions against him!

"You, what are you thinking?"

Luo Mingyang glanced at Xiaoyuan vigilantly, always feeling that his future princess wanted to murder her husband.

Xiaoyuan shook her head calmly, "Nothing!"

Xiaoyuan raised her feet again to prepare to go.

"Hey! If you die, you will never see your benefactor again!" Luo Mingyang ran in front of Xiaoyuan again to block her way, "Besides, it's hard to tell if there is any evidence for this matter. Let the father and emperor execute... you belong to the nine clans!"

It's just a drawing with no evidence.

Even if Zhao Xiaoyuan went to complain, no matter how much the father and emperor doted on the fourth emperor's younger brother, he would not use this to behead Prime Minister Zhao.

For no reason, it is easy to be suspected that Xiaoyuan has a bad head!

In any case, she is considered to be a concubine who has never been through the door, and such stupid things still have to be stopped.

Even if Prime Minister Zhao actually rebelled, he was also an important part. With him around, he would not really succeed in the rebellion.

After all, he really didn't want to be emperor.

Xiaoyuan paused, never seeing her benefactor again?

"Besides, without direct evidence, we can't bring down the Prime Minister at all. All we can do is collect evidence and expose him when we have evidence!"

Luo Mingyang silently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, holding a sad tear for Prime Minister Zhao in his heart.

This old guy wanted him and Zhao Xiaoyuan to become the crown prince and crown princess.

However, neither of them wanted to carry the burden.

Whatever the reason, the two of them sincerely wanted to keep the position of the prince and princess forever.

"If that's the case, then let him die."

Xiaoyuan's face was indifferent, as if she was talking about an unimportant person.

Luo Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief, with a far-fetched smile on his face, forcibly changing the topic.

"Miss Xiaoyuan, what kind of clothes do you like?"

Luo Mingyang rubbed his fingers, feeling a little nervous.

Xiaoyuan looked at Luo Mingyang indifferently and did not speak.

"This prince is thinking of preparing clothes for you to wear at the banquet, and I don't know if you have any dresses there."

Luo Mingyang looked at Xiaoyuan, who was dressed neatly in men's clothes and muttered in a low voice, "At that time, many people will be there, so I can't let others think that this prince is like Longyang!"

With Xiaoyuan's indistinguishable appearance, Luo Mingyang is really afraid that others will misunderstand.

He Luo Ming is bright and upright, gentle and elegant, but he cannot be misunderstood like this.

Of course, if Xiaoyuan wants to draw a sword, Luo Mingyang does not object to Xiaoyuan wearing men's clothes.

"Pink clothes." Xiaoyuan said coldly.

After speaking, Xiaoyuan fell silent, and a woman in pink appeared in her mind.

The woman's skin is as white as snow, playful and cute, overlapping with the face of the young man in white clothes fluttering.

"Okay!" Luo Mingyang nodded gently, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Then the prince will go back to prepare first, and then let the servants send over the dress for you to choose!"

As long as he thinks of the indifferent, sassy kite wearing a pink dress, he feels a little jumpy.

Is this still Zhao Xiaoyuan?

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