Murong Jiu's lips curled into a fascinated smile, seeing that he was really going to sleep, he was not making trouble, and quietly wrote the memorial.
Huge sleeping hall, next to the bright yellow dragon bed.
One is sleeping peacefully on the top, and the other is dealing with state affairs seriously.
They do not interfere with each other, but they are very harmonious.
A touch of ambergris wafted in the air, silently adding a touch of warmth to them.
When Director Liu probed into the room, he saw such a scene.
Very shocked inside.
No one was here to serve them at first last night, and in the middle of the night, His Majesty suddenly asked to prepare hot water for a bath.
In the morning, I specially explained the preparation of easily digestible light food.
What does it say
Although I had already guessed in my heart, I could see with my own eyes that the king of a country condescended to guard a person so condescendingly.
Director Liu still felt a little dazed.
Murong Jiu stopped writing and looked towards the door.
Manager Liu immediately returned to his senses, bent over to His Majesty, and called softly, "Your Majesty."
Murong Jiu made a gesture, stood up lightly, and walked towards the door without making a sound.
When passing Manager Liu, he motioned to follow.
When I got to the outer hall, I was sure that it would not disturb the sleeping people inside, so I said, "What's the matter?"
Manager Liu endured the horror in his heart and quickly replied.
"The battle report came from the front line. The 600,000 troops sent by Chuliu Kingdom wiped out 100,000, 300,000 were trapped in the mountains and forests, and 200,000 were returned to the back of Nangcheng. The general asked, what should be the next step."
Murong Jiu raised her eyebrows, a big smile appeared on her face, but she didn't make a loud noise.
"Okay, well done, kill them all in the next step, don't let any of them go."
"Yes, the slave will send a message immediately."
"and many more."
Manager Liu was about to leave when he was stopped by a cold and hoarse voice.
Those who can speak freely here, do not do what he thinks.
Immediately stopped, turned to Luo Mio, who was wearing a red shirt and his face was a little pale, and saluted respectfully: "Young Master Luo."
"Director Liu doesn't need to be too polite." Luo Mio nodded lightly, turning to the person who came to support him as soon as he saw him.
"Your Majesty, at this time, it is not appropriate to attack. The so-called underdogs must win. They are forced to a desperate situation and will fight desperately."
"Especially at this moment, when the homeland is invaded, the food is taken away, and the comrades in arms are killed, it is the time when the emotions are exposed."
"It's not that you can't beat them, but it won't be so easy, and you may even lose a lot of soldiers."
Murong Jiu nodded, "Aiqing is right, then according to Aiqing, what should we do?"
"Besieged without attacking, creating chaos and stirring their military hearts."
Luo Mio gave the answer directly, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
Chu Liuyun, I will let you watch your own country be disintegrated little by little.
Just like when I looked at Luo Guo at the beginning, the country that was beaten by you bit by bit was destroyed.
Murong Jiuyi thought about it, and immediately hugged Luo Mio, turned around twice, and laughed happily.
"Aiqing, you are really my baby, mua~"
His face was stained with saliva.
Luo Mio wiped it off in disgust, and then slapped him on the head with an impolite slap, and said angrily, "Stop it for me."
To be honest, he is not afraid of heights, and he is not dizzy, so he can lift as high as he wants, right
The body still hurts.
Fried chicken wants to hit people.
Manager Liu watched with trepidation on the side, and his cognition of Mr. Luo rose to a new level.
If you can scold the emperor, the emperor still looks pampered.
Can't think, can't think.
Murong Jiu put Luo Miao down steadily, took his hands, and opened her mouth with deep eyes.
(End of this chapter)