Feng Qingchen glanced at Long Yule lightly and said quietly: "Go!"
Long Yule saluted and then left with the guards.
Long Yule left. Long Yeli put down the sword, gun, halberd in his hand and hurriedly stepped forward, saluting Feng Qingchen: "Uncle Emperor, the third brother is absent now, can you teach me a move?"
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and looked at Long Yeli.
Long Yeli looked at the indifferent eyes under the ferocious black iron mask, and lost most of his courage in an instant. But thinking of An Linglong, he quickly gathered up his courage again. This time he couldn't lose again!
"You still want to fight for the position of prince?" Feng Qingchen asked coldly.
Long Yeli nodded: "Father is in his prime, I still have time! I believe that as long as I make contributions, I will not lose to Lao Ba!"
Feng Qingchen sneered: "Then why did you give up in the first place?"
Long Yeli¡¯s eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice, ¡°Because I¡¯m discouraged!¡±
"It's because you're discouraged!" Feng Qingchen showed a poppy-like bloodthirsty sneer to Long Yeli, "You could have given up your position as the prince because you were discouraged. If you become the emperor in the future, will you still do it? Give up the throne? Are you able to let go of this piece of land?"
Long Yeli lowered his eyes.
"Do you know that this is your father's biggest disappointment in you?" Feng Qingchen smiled coldly, "What your father wants is a prince who has the country and the country in his heart!"
Long Yeli knelt in front of Feng Qingchen: "My grandson knows that he failed his father and his uncle's expectations. He will never do it again. In the past three years, he has thought a lot. I want to start all over again!¡±
Feng Qingchen sneered: "Is it because of that woman?"
Long Yeli quickly raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qingchen with horror on his face: "Uncle Emperor, you"
Long Yeli hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Qingchen's clothes: "Uncle Emperor, you must not tell my father about this matter. If my father knows about it"
"In all these years, have you ever heard that this king agreed to someone else's request?" Feng Qingchen looked at him coldly.
Long Yeli's eyes suddenly turned desperate, and he shook his head.
King Guangping, the God of War, has always been known for being withdrawn, perverted, and unreasonable. If he doesn't want to do something, even if the old emperor asks him, he will not make excuses.
Long Yeli knelt on the ground, the despair in his heart surged up like a flood. If his father and mother knew that An Linglong was still alive, then
Long Yeli didn't dare to think about it anymore. He slowly clenched his hands. He had already lost An Linglong once. This time, he must not lose him, even if it means risking his life!
Just when Long Yeli was about to risk everything, he suddenly heard Feng Qingchen speak again.
"But this time, I promise to keep it a secret for you!" Feng Qingchen said lightly.
Long Yeli's throat rolled with surprise, and he quickly grabbed the corner of Feng Qingchun's clothes and held it tightly to his chest, "Uncle Emperor, thank you, your kindness to your grandson will never be forgotten in his lifetime. Don't worry, grandson will do it in the future." I will definitely be filial to you, and I will always repay your great kindness by making a grass ring in my head!"
Feng Qingchen pulled away the hem of his clothes in disgust and said coldly: "There's no need to repay the favor. Just remember, never let your father know the existence of that woman!"
Long Yeli immediately kowtowed: "My grandson, remember this!"
Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes flashed with a hint of coldness and cunning.
When Long Yule came out of the house, he saw Bei Qingwu standing under the carriage in a daze. As soon as she saw Long Yule, she hurried forward. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com