Lu Chen didn't know that Leng Yiyao had changed her mind and had taken the initiative to come downstairs to find him.
On the contrary, at this moment, looking at the "guest" sitting opposite him, he felt that nothing was more shocking than the news in his mouth.
"If you dare to tell a lie, believe it or not, I can cut you into pieces right away!" He suddenly stood up from behind the desk and looked at the old man opposite him with a gloomy face.
The other party was wearing a white robe, and he obviously came in a hurry. There were even slight stains on the sleeves. He has been growing a white beard for a long time, and he was always proud of his beautiful beard. But now, he looked panicked, his lips were trembling, and he stood there tremblingly, his face pale: "Your Highness, no matter how old and foolish I am, I will not joke about this kind of thing. You'd better hurry back to the capital. Although His Highness Lu Ming He is dead, but there is no shortage of men in the royal family, and none of your uncles are simple."
There was one last sentence that he wanted to say out loud, but he held back because of taboos.
Whether it is history or today, "delay will lead to change" is an eternal theorem.
Are there too many royal children in the empire who were nominally the heirs but were later pulled down
Lu Chen's face froze, he held the desk with one hand, took a deep breath, his mind was filled with all kinds of confusion.
how so
Why did my father, who was obviously fine two days ago, suddenly receive the bad news that he was "critically ill"
If the man in front of him hadn't been his father's royal doctor for many years, he would have even suspected that this was a clumsy trick.
Isn't it because your brother is dead that you avoid him
Why did it become like this in the blink of an eye
"His Majesty the Emperor asked me to disguise myself all the way. I was not allowed to use the phone or contact anyone for fear of leaking the news." The old man raised his eyes, filled with tears. As the emperor's physician for many years, he has long been accustomed to material comforts. Now that he is getting older, he is almost exhausted after running around. His face no longer has the usual calmness, but instead, there is a trace of fear: " Now that His Highness is dead, you are the only one who is legitimate. However, you must be on guard against others. Your Highness should arrange manpower as soon as possible and rush back as soon as possible. If it is too late, I am afraid it will be too late."
Lu Chen's eyes were as deep as a pool, and he stared at him quietly for a long time, as if he had made some kind of determination, and then turned around suddenly.
"Let the captain of the guard come in." He ordered the guard at the door.
The captain of the guard was outside watching Leng Yiyao's every move at the moment. He looked a little weird when he saw that she had been flipping through a magazine for a long time but she hadn't turned the page yet. When Lu Chen asked him to go in, he happened to look up and saw the woman opposite smiling at him.
That look...
He didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling.
However, without any time to hesitate, he stood up, tidied his clothes and hurried into the study.
In the room, the old man in white robe had lowered his head, hiding most of his face in the interplay of light and shadow.
Lu Chen didn't care. His father's cronies always kept a low profile outside, which was why they had been trusted for so many years.
"I'll leave for the capital right away. Inform all the most skilled people below and gather at the gate in ten minutes." He just ordered without explaining the reason.
The captain of the guard looked stunned. Seeing Lu Chen's unkind expression, he immediately nodded yes.
"Remember, you must make sure it's one of your own." Lu Chen's eyes were cold and he looked at him carefully: "Anyone who inquires will be shot on the spot."
The captain of the guard looked solemn. Subconsciously, he felt that an indescribable and huge danger was approaching...