201 Chapter 201, Framing The Eeldest Princess

The Eldest Princess was so embarrassed that she became angry after receiving the gift and actually killed the First Prince's subordinate!

This news quickly spread throughout the Xiongnu Tribe.

It was like the Eldest Princess, who liked to seduce men on the surface but liked women behind their backs.

All kinds of bad news about the Eldest Princess was everywhere.

Your Highness, the First Prince, has gone too far. How could he frame you like this? Should we fight back? The personal maid massaged the Eldest Princess's shoulders with an unhappy tone.

Fight back? How could we retaliate? Are we going to kill him? Or are you just as despicable as him, coming up with such useless information? Although the Eldest Princess was angry, she had to endure it for now.

Because the gift from the First Prince at the birthday banquet had indeed made her angry, if she fought back, she would leave the impression that she was vengeful for the slightest grievance and was shrewd, which would not be suitable for winning over the ministers. She didn't quite understand. It was said that Gurdan was an important strategist on the First Prince's side and had given him a lot of advice. Even the assassination of the Third Prince was part of his plan.

Wasn't the price of this framing a little too high?

It was better to change to a worthless scapegoat and take the opportunity to make trouble.

So the Eldest Princess couldn't understand the meaning behind it. In her eyes, this move was a stupid one.

The First Prince's bedroom.

The Imperial Advisor sat on his chair with a dark expression. Gurdan was someone he had arranged, but now he was dead. This made him very unhappy.

It's all the Eldest Princess, that slut's doing. It's just a gift, but I didn't expect her to fly into a rage out of humiliation and kill to silence him! The First Prince said, pretending to be innocent.

The First Prince had been preparing for this for a long time, and Gurdan didn't even care about him. All he talked about was the Imperial Advisor.

How could he endure this?

This tactic of killing with a borrowed knife was just right. Probably no one would think that it was a self-directed show by him.

Oh, is that true? The Imperial Advisor looked at the First Prince calmly as if he was trying to find something from him.

Killing people because of gifts?

The Eldest Princess wasn't that stupid.

The Imperial Advisor felt that the truth was still open to discussion.

Actually, I don't know if it's the Eldest Princess's doing. It's possible that the Sixth Princess took the opportunity to make a move and deliberately put the blame on her. She's been very well-off recently. Not only does she have the help of powerful people, but she alsotakesk the opportunity to pick up trash and win over the Third Prince's power. The First Prince smacked the table angrily, changing the topic to Lia.

He didn't know if the Imperial Advisor had noticed, but he was sure the other party still needed him.

Therefore, they would not fall out with each other.

Sixth Princess Lia? There's news from the Central Plains that Lana has failed. It's said that a mysterious expert killed her. The Imperial Advisor fiddled with his slender fingers, wondering how the First Prince would deal with this matter.

Lana failed? The First Prince was stunned. He had heard that the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was obsessed with beauty. How could he fail the mission?

Moreover, Lana, who was sent over, should be in the saint cultivation realm. Even if she couldn't win, she could probably run away.

Now that she had been killed, it proved that this mysterious Master of the Zhou Dynasty was at least a third-stage saint cultivator.

The Central Plains was indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

That's right. If the gods knew about this, they would definitely be furious. So, what's your plan? The Imperial Advisor asked on purpose.

The First Prince's heart skipped a beat. Was the mysterious Imperial Advisor in front of him testing him or asking him to speed things up?

I think it's better to dissolve the Eldest Princess's power first, then officially take the position to avoid affecting your plan. He hesitated for a long tim, but still didn't dare to say what he was thinking.

Because he didn't know what the other party's goal was.

Very good! I didn't expect your highnessto remember my plan stilln. As long as you follow the plan, I'll help you break through to the saint cultivator realm. After the Imperial Advisor finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

You've indeed treated this King as a loyal dog from the beginning to the end! The plan needs to be executed as soon as possible. Are you confident in getting rid of the Imperial Advisor? The First Prince said to the void.

70%! The expert beside the First Prince did not appear, but his voice rang out in the empty palace.

Excellent. This way, no one can stop this King from ascending to the throne. When the time comes, I'll execute everyone who stands in my way! The First Prince was overjoyed to hear that he had a 70% chance of killing the Imperial Advisor.

He didn't care about god's plan. Maybe it was something that the Imperial Advisor had made up.

The purpose was to scare him.

Wasn't it just a saint cultivator? He also had one by his side.

The wind was war,m and the sun was bright!

It was another perfect day, and Lia's mood was no different from the weather.

Not only had she taken in the Third Prince's forces, but she was also about to break through to be a half-step saint cultivator.

She could stand up to the First Prince, and the scales of victory were gradually tilting in her favor.

Cai Lian skillfully laid out an aurconcealing array.

She had learned a lot from He Chuan over the years.

What's there to be happy about? Cai Lian asked in confusion when she saw Lia's excited face.

A half-step saint cultivator hadn't even touched the actual threshold of martial arts. Was it worth it to be so excited?

She didn't feel anything when she broke through to the saint cultivation realm back then because Su Xin told her this was only the beginning.

An expert like Sister Cai Lian, of course, doesn't understand what I'm thinking. If I were half as good as you, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. Lia flattered her without a trace.

It was a pity that Cai Lian did not feel happy about such flattering words.

He Chuan was still the same, lying on the rocking chair and reading the Taixuan Scripture in his hand.

The more he read, the more he felt it was exquisite. There was indeed a fundamental difference between cultivation and martial arts.

Martial artists focused on tempering their bodies and souls, pursuing their own destructive power and the harmony of their moves, and improving their own martial virtue and martial arts realm. on the other hand, the immortal cultivators' goal was to remove the false and retain the truth, to pursue the extraordinary and immortal body, as well as to improve the state of mind and the eternal soul.

The goal and essence of the two were different, but the process and starting point overlapped and repeated.

In fact, since ancient times, most cultivators had practiced martial arts and medical skills at the same time. Martial artists could also enter the Dao with martial arts and further cultivate the immortal Dao.

However, it was easier to enter the Dao through cultivation, but it was more difficult to practice martial arts.

What are you looking at, Master? Li Ya ran to He Chuan's side and asked while Cai Lian was setting up the formation.

A Taoist Scripture, are you interested? He Chuan didn't even lift his gaze as he continued to explore the mysteries of the Taixuan Scripture.

Reading scriptures? I'm not interested. Lia waved her hands repeatedly. She was already a little tired of reading these days, let alone reading scriptures.

She really couldn't figure out why this Master of hers looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, always so carefree and at ease.

He wasn't as mysterious as the other experts, nor was he as full of himself as the other experts.

Instead, he was more like an ordinary person.