Chapter 1559 (1/2)

Several guards saw that Zhang Ziling behaved strangely. They were not alert and grasped the weapons in their hands.

”Hello! Who are you, to ask you? ” A guard asked Zhang Ziling again, and his tone became more severe.

Zhang Ziling looked at several guards in front of him, and found that the gatekeepers were just gathering Qi. They were not monks, nor could they be Wen family members of Tianqing ancient kingdom.

”Boring.”

Zhang Ziling whispered, ignoring the guards at the gate of the palace, and went straight to the depth of the palace.

That's the goal of Zhang Ziling.

”Stop!” Seeing that Zhang Ziling ignored himself, several guards suddenly took out their long knives and yelled at Zhang Ziling.

Obviously, Zhang Ziling's performance has shown that he is not good at coming, and the guards are not stupid. Naturally, they know what to do now.

Those who are good at Imperial Palace, die!

But Zhang Ziling still ignored the guard's warning and went straight to the palace.

”Looking for death!” Seeing that Zhang Ziling was like this, several guards were very angry. They pulled out their long swords and killed Zhang Ziling.

However, before the guards met Zhang Ziling, they burst into blood mist in mid air, and the blood dyed the palace gate red.

The palace gate became quiet for a moment.

”The city that never sleeps, the red wedding banquet It goes well with blood. ” Looking at the brightly lit palace in front of him, Zhang Ziling raised his mouth slightly and continued to walk to the depth of the palace.

Soon, the forbidden army patrolling the Palace found the blood at the gate of the palace and quickly raised the alarm.

The commander-in-chief of the forbidden army was startled and led people to the palace gate to intercept Zhang Ziling.

On the day of the third prince's wedding, no one is allowed to make trouble!

The army gathered outside the palace, and in the banquet deep in the palace, many big people did not realize that the danger was slowly approaching themselves.

Drinking wine, here is still a song and dance.

At this time, the focus of attention was on the young man in the red Mandarin coat.

The Third Prince of Tianqing ancient country, the bridegroom tonight, Wen Zhao!

Wen Zhao's facial features are quite correct, some freckles, blurred eyes, all over the wine gas, is obviously drunk.

He was surrounded by all kinds of big people, not to mention what they were thinking, but now every face of them was full of happiness.

”Congratulations to the third prince, congratulations to the third prince! It's a great blessing to marry the 16th Princess of Jinjiao nationality! ”

”The marriage between the ancient kingdom and the Jinjiao people is really a great good thing for the whole world to celebrate!”

”The third prince is really a good-looking man. He is a perfect match for the 16th princess.”

A group of big people are all fawning on the third prince.

There are nine sons under the Emperor Wen Changqing of Tianqing ancient kingdom, but only the third prince is promising. The other eight are either ignorant dandies or inferior to the third prince in means. All of them have been ignored by the third prince.

More importantly, the cultivation talents of other princes are far less than those of the third prince.

Now the third prince has married the 16th Princess of Jinjiao family. When Wen Changqing abdicates, the throne must belong to the third prince.

If they fawn on the third prince, they will be the emperor of the future Tianqing ancient country.

The third prince is now completely addicted to the flattery of the public, laughing and quite proud.

In the third prince's wedding room, a woman sat quietly at the head of the bed covered with a red cap. An old man looked at the woman with a gloomy face.

That woman is the 16th Princess of Jinjiao family, Jinying.