Sayuri quickly stretched out her hand to cover Old Prince Rong's mouth and said, "Your Majesty, since you don't trust the slave family, it's better not to say anything. The slave family can't afford it!"
Old King Rong grabbed the little hand that was covering his mouth, squeezed it gently, and said: "Of course I believe you, but I'm just worried that you may forget your sense of propriety when talking to others."
"Your Majesty, is the slave family such a talkative person? Your Majesty, you'd better not say anything, so as not to be suspicious of the slave family all day long!" Her little face was full of grievances, which made Old Prince Rong feel very distressed, and he hurriedly said: "It's me The king is wrong and should not disbelieve you.”
After a while, Old Prince Rong slowly said: "For the sake of the throne, I lost my granddaughter, and now I have lost a son. The price I paid is not small."
Sayuri listened attentively without saying a word, but her eyes sparkled with wisdom.
"My agreement with the leader of the Beiming Kingdom is to borrow 300,000 troops. After the deal is completed, fifteen Luobei cities will be ceded to the Beiming Kingdom. But will this agreement become an empty talk at the last moment? , this is what I am most worried about now."
Sayuri looked at Old Prince Rong, gently kneaded his shoulder muscles, and asked slowly: "Then what do you plan to do?"
King Lao Rong said: "My whole life, I regard people as my master. In the past ten years, I have been working hard to get rid of this fate. I will never allow any more changes to happen." The fierceness and determination when Lao Rong spoke made Sayuri's heart trembled with fear, and she didn't dare to answer any more. At this time, not saying anything was more reassuring than saying it.
There were footsteps outside, and the deputy general's voice sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, the military advisor said he has something urgent to see you and is waiting in the front hall."
Old King Rong immediately jumped off the bed and said, "I know!"
Sayuri hurriedly picked up the clothes thrown on the ground and put them on one by one for Old King Rong. It could be seen that Old King Rong was anxious. Sayuri's slow dressing movements usually did not seem slow, but now it made him Feeling very annoyed, he simply pushed her away, put on his clothes as he walked, and strode away without leaving a word.
Sayuri was pushed by him and fell directly to the ground. There was no aggrievement on her pretty face. She had long been used to it and was used to men's coldness and indifference.
She climbed up from the ground naked and walked slowly to the door. Just as she was about to close the half-open door, a hand suddenly appeared on the door panel. She was so startled that she took two steps back, her chest The meat dumpling in front of me also trembled twice.
A slender figure squeezed in through the crack of the half-open door and closed the door with his backhand.
As soon as Sayuri saw the person coming, she immediately said: "Third Young Master, why are you here?" She subconsciously wanted to pull something to cover her body, but there was nothing except rags on the ground.
Rong Nan looked at the naked beauty in front of him, rubbed his palms and said, "Why am I here? Of course I'm here to help you vent your anger!"
Sayuri quickly backed away and shouted: "You, don't come over here. If you come over again, I'll call someone!"
Rong Nan chuckled: "Shout, call everyone here, let everyone see, do you look better without clothes than with clothes?"
Sayuri kept retreating, and suddenly she turned around and wanted to rush to the cubicle, but she couldn't outrun Rong Nan, who had practiced martial arts. Rong Nan stepped forward, grabbed her, and threw her directly onto the bed.
Sayuri wanted to call, but she didn't dare. If she really called someone, she would be the unlucky one in the end.