Zhao Qingluo said calmly.

The young prince remained silent, obviously unwilling, but in the end he had no choice but to accept it.

"Well, this is not the first time we have cooperated. I believe you."

"But there is one thing that I care about very much. In the past few times of cooperation, the quality of the things we harvested was too poor, and it was difficult to satisfy me. This time, I hope to get something with better quality and more power."

"The young prince is in a hurry?"

At this moment, the ghost princess on the side spoke.

"The young prince should be clear about the matter of sacrifice. We can only do it step by step and step by step. To achieve the final desired effect, it will definitely take time. Moreover, the harvest from these rituals is obviously much better than before."

"Damn it, what are these guys talking about?"

Xiaowei couldn't help shouting. He listened for a long time but didn't hear anything. What they said was either "this thing" or "that thing", which made people confused and had no idea what they were talking about.

"Don't worry, listen carefully."

Chen Shaojun said softly.

At this moment, Zhao Qingluo's voice came into my ears again:

"But having said that, although the thing I gave to the young prince last time was not very good, it was not bad either. It should be enough to help you consolidate your position in the capital. And isn't the prince of Dashang already seriously ill in bed according to your plan?

?Judging from the time, he should be dead, right? Why is the young prince still so anxious?"

Buzz!

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Xiao Whao on the side didn't feel anything yet, with his eyes wide open and a look of confusion on his face, but Chen Shaojun's heart suddenly stirred up thousands of waves.

What on earth is going on? Wasn’t the Crown Prince’s matter caused by the struggle for power among several princes? It is a typical struggle between princes, and what does it have to do with these people?
Chapter completed!