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Dongfang Ze gritted his teeth and said after hearing their words, "I don't care what their intentions are, as long as it can help me get rid of Dongfang Ru!"

"If they were plotting the entire Zhou Dynasty, would you give them all up for your own selfish desire?"

Dongfang Ze clenched his teeth with all his might. He knew that this was the same as fighting a tiger, but he couldn't control the endless hatred and anger in his body.

"Great Zhou was fought by the blood of our ancestors. Not to mention sending it, even if someone wanted to steal it, I would not let them take it away. You can rest assured on this point!"

"I'm afraid it won't be up to you to decide." The corners of Mu Qianxue's mouth held a hint of clear and cold sadness, "The blood of Nan Zhao has yet to dry completely, is the Nine Kings going to repeat the same mistake?"

Dongfang Ze stubbornly said, "I know what I'm doing. I don't need you to worry about me!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. However, before he could take two steps, he was pulled back forcefully and was unable to move.

Dongfang Gu said in a low voice, "You're not allowed to go anywhere without making things clear!"

Dongfang Ze couldn't break away and angrily said, "Whatever you want to know, I've already told you. What else do you want?" "Let go!"

After staring at it for a while, Dongfang Wenshui opened his mouth and said, "I already know that you killed Wang Liang with the intention to frame Jingyu. Tell me, what are you planning to do from now on?"

It was only at this moment that Dongfang Ze realized that he had overlooked an extremely important issue. That is, how did Dongfang Shan and the others find out about so many things about him, unless …

Dongfang Ze asked with a strange expression, "Were those black-clothed men seventh brother's last night?"

"Yes, they are the soldiers who followed me before. They secretly investigated me after they found out that I was shot by an arrow from the East Ling Family." Since Dongfang Ze had been called over, he didn't plan on hiding this matter, but since they were at the God of Fortune camp, he discussed it with Mu Qianxue before Dongfang Ze arrived, and decided to keep it a secret.

Dongfang Ze was stunned at first when he heard this, but soon after, he threw his head back and laughed loudly. As he laughed, he shouted, "Good! Good! "Alright!"

After saying the word "good" three times in a row, Dongfang Ze stopped smiling and said coldly, "The heavens are truly on my side. He thought that my plan would be known by Dongfang Xi, but now it seems that he is still in the dark and doesn't know anything. Hmph, even the heavens don't want him to continue occupying the Dragon Throne."

"Ninth brother …"

Dongfang Ze raised a hand to interrupt him, "Seventh Brother, you don't need to say anything. Unless you kill me, or tell Dongfang Tong about our conversation today, and let him kill me, I definitely won't change my mind. His life — I'm sure of it!"

Mu Qianxue said coldly, "King Rui treated you with deep affection and would never expose you, but do you really think you can handle Emperor Zhou?"

"I know what you're trying to say. Don't worry, I will be wary of the Easterners. This place is Jinling after all. No matter how cunning they are, they won't be able to pull too many tricks!" In fact, aside from the Easterners, Dongfang Ze himself had a group of people with him. Although their kung fu skills were not as good as Thousand Generations Ben Ying and the others, they were hidden and had yet to show their skills.

"I'm not talking about East Ling, I'm talking about Emperor Zhou."

Dongfang Ze said in astonishment, "What do you mean?"

"It's as you said. Back then, Emperor Cheng clearly disliked Emperor Zhou, yet he still passed the throne down to him. Have you ever thought about the reason behind it?"

Dongfang Ze's face slightly twisted as he coldly snorted and said, "Isn't it because that lowly woman, the Wei family, gave royal father some kind of bewitching soup, causing him to fall over in ecstasy."

Mu Qianxue lightly sighed, then shook her head and said, "Emperor Cheng was not bewitched by others, but had no choice. The only crown prince he could choose, was Dongfang Qian."

Dongfang Ze snorted disdainfully at her words. "Imperial Father has so many princes, how can Dongfang Ru be the only choice? It's simply a joke."

Rather than saying that much of the North Zhou Dynasty is controlled by the Eastern clan, it would be more accurate to say that it is the Wei clan's hands. The civil and military officials, the five kings with different surnames, the generals who are stationed at the borders, and the officials who are stationed at the borders; think carefully, Ninth King, which one of these types of people is without the Wei clan's shadow, and which one is not under your control?

Dongfang Ze was so shocked by Mu Qianxue's words that he broke out in a cold sweat. That's right. Unknowingly, the Wei clan's tentacles had extended to every corner of the Great Zhou Empire and were present everywhere.

"As long as the Wei clan is still alive and still possesses power, you are no exception. Other than Emperor Zhou, no one else will be able to take the position of Cheng De Palace. Therefore, no matter what your plan is, I advise you to give up."

Dongfang Ze felt great hatred in his heart. He originally thought that with the aid of the Easterners and the secret of the Pavilion of Emerald, it would be enough to pull Dongfang Fei down from the throne. In the end … Everything was in his wishful thinking. No matter what he did, he couldn't take back that position.

He pinched the center of his palm to suppress his helplessness and depression as he viciously said, "At worst, I'll just fight until I die."

"I'm afraid the net has not been broken and everything is in vain!" Mu Qianxue's words were like an iron hammer that ruthlessly smashed into the last shred of Dongfang Ze's hope, causing him to stagger to sit on the ground as he muttered something.

Even Dongfang Qing felt quite heartbroken to see him like this. He had never known that the cheerful and optimistic Dongfang Ze would hide so much pain in his heart.

After a long while, Dongfang Ze's vacant and vacant gaze gradually refocused. He held his hands up as he stood up from the ground. His gaze swept across Mu Qianxue and stopped on Dongfang Zhi's body. "Even … It truly is like a moth flying into a flame, it's useless, I want to go too, Dongfang Qian doesn't have the qualifications to sit in that position, I don't have the qualifications! " He almost roared out the last three words.

"Why don't you listen!" Dongfang Zhi firmly blocked the door as Dongfang Ze charged towards him. The latter was on the verge of going insane as he forcefully pushed the door and roared, "Get out of my way!"

This matter was related to Dongfang Ze's life, so how could Dongfang Zhi be willing to give way? He endured the pain and pressed himself against the door. "This is a dead end, you …"

"I know!" Dongfang Ze spoke with a savage look on his face, "Rather than living a life of death, why don't you give up your life to kill Dong Fang Jue!"

"Then what about sister-in-law? What about the child in her womb, do you not care about all of it?"

Royal Consort … Children...

These words finally cleared Dongfang Ze's mind. He stopped walking and stood there in a daze. He lifted his foot again and again, but he withdrew it again and again.

He could disregard his own life, but for Princess Hua-Yang and her unborn child …

Seeing that he had calmed down a bit, Dongfang Yi continued, "Regardless of whether or not you go and kill your royal brother, your little sister and the child in her womb will never escape this slaughter knife. Do you really have the heart to bear it?"

The struggle in Dongfang Ze's eyes became more and more intense. After a long while, his knees bent and with a bang, he kneeled on the hard limestone ground. Drops of tears fell from his eyes.

A man doesn't cry easily, but it's not the time to be sad.

If he wanted to save his wife and children, he had to give up the persistence and hatred in his heart. However, he was truly unwilling!

Fist after fist slammed against the hard ground again and again, soon, the impact causing him to bleed profusely. He did not seem to feel any pain as he continued to pound on the ground.