Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Chapter 909: The envy of the lonely

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The maid raised her whip, ready to continue on her way.

Suddenly Long Xiaoyu's voice came from inside the carriage: "Let him drive away."

The little son-in-law spoke, and the aloof maid immediately pulled back her whip and jumped out of the car: "Yes."

Ouyang Feiyu happily took the whip rope thrown by the maid, sat on the shaft of the cart, and whipped the horse.

The creditor who came to collect the debt wanted to take advantage of being a coachman for the debtor so that he could chat with the little fox in the carriage again.

But he never thought that this was another citric road that he asked for and could never laugh again.

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royal palace.

In the royal study.

Long Xiaonan had just finished the morning court and was reviewing the memorial.

Xu said that during this period of time, the country's affairs were heavy. He was worried and worked day and night, and his whole body was thinner. The original gentle and soft facial lines, edges and corners could be seen faintly. The gentleness in the past was a little less, and the brows were a little colder. He is hard, and still has the introverted spirit that has settled down after taking power.

There are a lot of memorials today, Long Xiaonan glanced at ten lines and read one after another.

When he didn't know how many copies he had read, his face suddenly darkened, and he angrily threw away the memorial in his hand.

Then he took another copy and opened it.

The written content is different, but the meaning expressed is the same as the one just now.

This is the case for several memorials in a row, with exactly the same meaning, all of which are pleading for the king's life.

"Pray for the king! Pray for the king!" Long Xiaonan's face was as heavy as the bottom of a pot, and he suddenly raised his hand and swept the table: "It's against the sky! Everything is against the sky. Open your mouth and shut your mouth and pray for the king's respect. Where do these people put my majesty? land?!"

The memorial fell to the ground with a clatter, and the chief eunuch Li, who was next to him, was trembling, and stepped forward to appease him: "The emperor calm down."

Unable to appease his anger, Long Xiaonan snorted: "If you dare to plead for King Qi's life, I want to see how many lives they have to survive?!"

The serious crimes he charged Long Xiaoyu had already been revealed, but the title of "King of Prayer" seemed to have been named by Long Xiaoyu. take it from the hearts of people.

How could Long Xiaonan not be angry? He was very angry: "pass down the decree, all those who submitted today's petition for the king's life will be taken into custody and await disposal. In the future, anyone who dares to pray for the king's life will be punished with the same crime."

"You mustn't do it, Your Majesty." Director Li couldn't hear it anymore, and quickly reminded: "The people who handed in these memorials today are all important military ministers who have received the favor of praying for the king. This time they played together to plead for the king's order, obviously they came prepared."

"Furthermore, although the Three Kingdoms once surrendered to our country, there are still people from all sides behind the scenes. If you take those military ministers into custody at this juncture, you are afraid that it will cause a great disturbance. If you do so again shaken the nation-"

"Bastard!" Long Xiaonan slapped the table and interrupted him: "Do you also think that King Qi is still in power and can cover the sky with one hand, and my world can't be turned without him?!"

Director Li knelt down in fear: "This old slave is bold, the emperor calms down, and I hope the emperor will think twice."

Long Xiaonan was really angry, he didn't want to do any thinking, his idea was decided beyond question: "Do as I say, if anyone dares to violate the order, kill—"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the imperial study without anyone noticing.

Seeing the person coming, Long Xiaonan suddenly stood up from the dragon chair: "Any news?"

The one who came was the head of the masters and a top secret agent named Black Eagle.

Hei Ying has a ghostly body and amazing skills. He was sent out by Long Xiaonan to inquire about news a few months ago.

After several months of investigation, he finally brought the news: "Return to the emperor, Qi Wang and others did go to the Central Prosperity, where they are hiding, and the subordinates have no way of knowing after searching the entire Prosperity, but sooner or later." A few days ago, the group of them had already set off to go back, counting the days, they should be entering the city soon."

Long Xiaonan sat back on the dragon chair, restraining his anger a little: "Are you sure you're entering the city soon?"

Hei Ying nodded: "It's absolutely true." He asked: "Do you want my subordinates to send someone to capture him?"

It is to capture, not to please.

Long Xiaonan clenched his hands on the table into fists. After a long while, the seriousness and sharpness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he returned to his usual elegance: "No need." She's here too, so don't scare her.

Manager Li rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to say something: "Your Majesty—"

Long Xiaonan rubbed the center of his brows, and waved his hand: "I want to be quiet, so everyone back down."

Long Yan was offended, and Manager Li didn't dare to say any more, so he withdrew.

"Black Eagle." Long Xiaonan called Black Eagle who was about to retreat, and confessed: "They will come straight to the palace this time, and tell the guards to let them go, but they must not relax, and they must not reveal anything about General Mu. News from the couple."

"Yes." Black Eagle took the order and left.

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There is a teahouse ten miles away from the imperial city called Yue Lai Ke.

Yue Lai Ke is built by the forest, and the scenery is good and the air is good. There are many leisurely tea drinkers in the city who come to spend time on weekdays, but recently, because the imperial city is heavily guarded, people are panicking, and no one has the leisure to go out for tea.

Mu Ziling and his group arrived here late last night. Because of their arrival, the teahouse, which was about to close because of its poor business, instantly became popular and glittering with wealth.

No, the owner of the teahouse had prepared a table full of exquisite pastries and tea early in the morning.

When Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu went downstairs, Le Tian was already sitting there drinking tea and thinking about life.

After taking his seat, Long Xiaoyu took the teacup and poured Mu Ziling a cup of tea naturally.

Mu Ziling picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Why didn't you see my brother and Xiao Xing? I didn't find them upstairs just now."

Le Tian looked at the green scenery outside the door, his eyes were empty, but he was still able to answer the conversation: "The two of you went to the city before dawn, and they said they were going to find out the news."

What news? Lotte doesn't believe it.

His eyes were still empty, but he seemed to see through everything: "That's what you said, but your brother's mouth may be a liar. You see, Little Martian was unhappy when he came here last night. I asked this morning and found out that it was because there were no candied haws Eat, I think, your brother is going to the city to find out the news, and buying candied haws is the main thing."

Mu Ziling smiled knowingly: "Maybe."

Mu Ziye and Li Zhan are in the same group. They say they dislike them so much, but they are careful in their hearts, and they act without delay. They cannot be negligent.

Le Tian took a sip of tea, and murmured back to what he said just now: "But it's true, who can resist meeting such a cute and clingy little Huo Huo, alas, this Mu Ziye has fallen. "

The final tone is a sigh, and it is also the real name envy from the lonely family.

While talking, another lonely person came down from upstairs.

During the past few days on the road, Ouyang Feiyu was much more "miserable" than Letian as a coachman and also a loner.

(end of this chapter)