Chapter 137: You live and die!

In front of Jinghui Emperor's bedroom, the two people stared at each other, waiting for an order to start.
Lin Qing slowly glanced at the other person's horse, sighed, and said to Situ Yaohua opposite: "His Royal Highness, do you know who is sleeping in this palace? It is your father emperor, the prince of the beam, you Bringing so many people to your father and emperor's palace to punish evil spirits and replace the way, but did your majesty agree? Do you think you can already do anything for your majesty?
You act like this to seek rebellion! "
Lin Qing glanced at some courtiers who suddenly looked a little uneasy and said: "Masters, before you decide to start, you should think clearly, who is the one who has the final say on this beam! Is it the consequence of doing this that you can bear it? of!"
Lin Qing said slowly and coldly. Most of the people who came here after Situ Yaohua were shallow-sighted and ambitious. They were blinded by their interests. They did not even consider the consequences after failure. Whether Situ Yaohua could Keep them safe.
Lin Qing, who came here, did not find some important ministers such as Lin Xian in it. These old foxes would only hide behind their backs and secretly calculate, and would never let themselves be on the cusp of the storm.
Today, even though Situ Yaohua has reached this point in the dark today, their credit is absolutely indispensable, but these old foxes will definitely not personally come into battle, they have not been stupid to that point.
He shook his head, put one hand slowly in his heart, and then turned his eyes to Situ Yaohua, staring at him sarcastically and said, "His Royal Highness, I have finished talking about everything."
Lin Qing means, move it if you want to.
Both Situ Yaohua and Lin Qing know that the relationship between them is now endless.
If Lin Qing does not count Situ Yaohua, then what he wants will never be realized, and if Situ Yaohua does not kill Lin Qing now, then he will be removed, so there must be one of them falling down now.
"Lin Qing, you don't want to confuse people anymore. Everything you do in this palace is conscientious. Hugh will confuse people!" Situ Yaohua shouted loudly, very majestic.
So in the hand of Situ Yaohua, this battle finally broke out.
The sound of swords, the sound of firearms, and the sound of shouting became a piece. Yue Yi and others guarded Lin Qing and prevented anyone from approaching him.
Lin Qing casually watched the fight in front of the palace door, his eyes faint, he had no chance of winning this battle, no, he couldn't win.
Why?
Just because Situ Yaohua is the prince of Liang, no one except Jing Huidi is qualified to dispose of him. If he wins, what should he do with him?
killed?
Well, even if Emperor Jinghui woke up, Lin Qing would not be left. After all, Situ Yaohua was a prince. What was it to be killed by an eunuch? So don't say that the Qunchen would not tolerate him, even Emperor Jinghui would choose to kill him.
Stay? That is not possible. As long as Situ Yaohua is still a day, the courtiers will not settle down. If Situ Yaohua gets out of trouble, I am afraid that today's things will have to be repeated, so this is not a good choice.
And Lin Qing did not think of killing Situ Yaohua in the name of the eighth prince, but the eighth prince finally could not convince the crowd, and could not deceive others. This is what Lin Qingqian did. Lin Qingqian, Emperor Jinghui If he woke up, he could not escape, and if Emperor Jinghui did not wake up, then the world would be in chaos.
After all, Emperor Jinghui was not only left with a son of Situ Yuxuan. At that time, the kings will fight for the position, and no one can predict who fell into this day.
Therefore, he can only lose.
Lin Qing has secretly withdrawn most of the power of the police department, otherwise Situ Yaohua, even if he can no longer, will not force Lin Qing to come forward so quickly.
But Lin Qing was not reconciled!
The person he had to wait for hadn't waited, so even if he lived, he would have to survive.
Bloody, only the large eyes are in sight, and the soldiers of the Liang Liang innocently lay one after another under the internal battle of the high officials of the court. .
How innocent and sad.
Looking at Situ Yaohua who rushed forward to hack himself, Lin Qing couldn't help but want to laugh. Was it super marvelous? Are you brave?
Hahaha!
And because Situ Yaohua’s people who joined the prince’s side were more excited, as if what they were doing was to fight for the heavens and eliminate the harm for the country. , But those who fell under Situ Yaohua's sword were all allegiance to the Situ family.
This is really a twisted and ridiculously merciless fight!
And all this stems from his selfishness and Situ Yaohua's ambition, but no matter what feelings he has in his heart, he and Situ Yaohua will not regret it, because this is the inevitable that no one can stop!
"Chitose..." Yueyi said with concern: "You still leave, in case the prince"
For the rest, Lin Qing didn't let him go on, shook his head and then said softly: "You also go, take away all the people of the lunar system, and then find a place to hide, no one will get my news. Can you show up, do you understand?" Lin Qingdao said.
"but!"
"Let's go now!" Lin Qing sat coldly on the chair and looked down at him, Yueyi stopped talking and immediately retreated quietly with people.
After seeing this scene, Situ Yaohua immediately laughed at him loudly and said, "Lin Qing! You are nothing more than that! It feels awkward to be abandoned! This is the end of evildoers!"
Lin Qing ignored him, but only looked at the people in the falling police department, his sharp nails pierced the tight palm, and a flash of sorrow flashed in his eyes.
Although the people in the Jifu Mansion are notorious, they have never done anything to harm civilians under his men, but now he is going to be sacrificed here, saying that it is impossible without guilt, although Lin Qing is cruel, but Not murderous.
But someone has to sacrifice, and they are only unfortunately selected.
The situation is increasingly conducive to Situ Yaohua. Even if the number of people around him continues to decrease, the Yulin Army who guards the dormitory retreats because of the only thieves released by Situ Yaohua, without any unruly thoughts, Lin Qing still faces Leaning blankly on the precious red sandalwood chair brought to life, watching coldly and relentlessly what happened underneath.
The noble and representative power of the Python robe tightly fits on his slender body, his face is as cold as ever, and his posture is still cold and proud. He is the nine thousand-year-old protagonist of the Liang Liang, and this will never change.
Situ Yaohua couldn't wait to kill the person who had been sitting arrogantly on it immediately, and it was this person who forced him to go to this step today.
Although Lin Qing often faced them with a respectful and humble attitude, Situ Yaohua still could see the indifference in his eyes. Only when he faced his father and emperor could he see his true respect.
Perhaps Emperor Jing Hui would be very satisfied with Lin Qing’s posture, because it showed his success as a master, but it was not something that made Situ Yaohua comfortable.
Situ Yaohua is the next generation of King Liang, naturally expecting anyone to submit to him, and anyone should also submit to him. This is his qualification and pride, and no one is allowed to provoke anyone!
Those who dared to provoke him have already been removed by him one by one, but Lin Qing is still serving his father's side well, which he will never allow.
The people of the Situ family are overbearing in their bones, and he is the prince of Liang and the next crown prince. His dignity will not allow anyone to offend. Since he does not submit, he will only die!
So in any case, Situ Yaohua will never let Lin Qing live, because that is a kind of provocation against his majesty, so the two talents have been fighting for so many years, what is the side of the monarch, and the demon is evil!
All this was just because Situ Yaohua wanted Lin Qing to die. There were many people in the court who scolded Lin Qing, and among them, Situ Yaohua would never be fewer.
When he cut off another police station, Situ Yaohua suddenly saw a sneaky figure appearing in front of the dormitory, then stunned for a moment, and then showed a knowing smile.
Lin Qing may never think that he will be betrayed by his own righteous son, and it will certainly be very painful to plant in his hands. Situ Yaohua simply withdrew from the war and was guarded by his own guard. And staring closely at Lin Qing, who was still sitting unconsciously.
Just when Lin Qing didn’t know, an unobtrusive quietly walked behind Lin Qing while no one was paying attention. A dazzling dagger in the cuffs was exposed, and his wrist turned He held the dagger tightly in his hand.
Lin Jiu's palm was already full of sweat at this time, and his breath was lightened involuntarily. He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would startle the tall man sitting with his back to him.
Once this man gave him great expectations, let him serve him willingly, everything he did was to achieve his desire, but why would it fall into the consequences of being abandoned by him!
What he did wrong, he was not reconciled!
Therefore Lin Jiu hated Lin Qing and hated Lin Qing for giving him great expectations, but in the end he had to beat him to the bottom, so he wanted to retaliate him! Lin Qing can't give him to Situ Yaohua, as long as he kills him for Situ Yaohua, then he must be Situ Yaohua's first hero, then he didn't want anything!
Suppressing the fear in my heart, my eyes were filled with desire and hatred, and quietly raised the dagger in my hand and pointed it at Lin Qing's back, stabbing it sharply!
Painful pain passed into Lin Qing's body, and after a while, he endured the pain and slowly turned around, looking at Lin Jiudao who wanted to hold the knife and turn harder on his body: "Jiuer, this knife You kept me waiting for a long time..."
With a mocking chuckle and Yin Hong's blood, Lin Jiu suddenly felt that the knife held in his hand was like the cold snake, and the fear that suppressed in his heart rushed up like a flood, drowning him.
He, is there any conspiracy? !