Emperor will kill

Chapter 76 Angry
Chen Xiangxi raised his hand, only to see that the wound on his palm had been completely bandaged.

There was a faint wave in her eyes.

"Where's the emperor?"

The maid bent her knees and handed the teacup to her with both hands.

"The emperor is busy with government affairs, so he went to the study."

When Chen Xiangxi took the cup and drank it down, the maid took out another object and held it to her with both hands.

"This is a token he left for you."

It's a Dragon Token.

It was held by the emperors of all dynasties and bestowed on meritorious ministers.

A meritorious minister can use this to ask the emperor for anything, even the throne.

And in this world, there is only one piece.

So this thing is extremely precious.

A priceless thing.

Chen Xiangxi played with the two-day queue in the palm of her hand, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, and put the dragon token in her palm again.

He was hypocritical, acting like a gentleman.

If he really had such kindness, why would he hold her hostage and force her?
However, it does work.

She spoke.

"Give this token to him, and let him spare Liluo."

The maid was puzzled, raised her head and glanced at her, then quickly lowered her head.

"Ma'am, he stayed by your side for a whole day yesterday, bringing medicine and water, until late at night when your typhoid fever subsided, and then went to the study to deal with government affairs, why didn't you go to the study to see him?"

"To see him?"

Chen Xiangxi just smiled coldly.

"No need, as a slave, I have my own sense of propriety and know what to do."

As she spoke, she got up, got dressed, and passed her by.

"A servant is a servant, so I will not do anything wrong."

Since there is no need to worry about Li Luo's fate, there is really nothing to talk about between them.

The maid hurriedly silenced her voice, lowered her head and turned sideways to make way for her.

She didn't turn her head to look at the door until she heard that the door of the palace was closed—this woman is really strange.

He clearly said what a servant should say, but he was so imposing, like an emperor, that he gave orders.

Just as she was thinking about it, a joke from a few days ago when she was listening to a book on the street suddenly came to her mind-"I saw the man sitting on the stool, with his legs crossed, waving to the person opposite, and saying, 'Kneel down! , my lord, I have something to ask!'”

At that time, she was still curious about what kind of a down-and-out noble son would have such an aura, until she saw her.

She stood where she was, with the scent of her body still in her nostrils, staring at the door, dazed for a long time.

At the same time, the Royal Study Room.

The incense burner quietly exhales fragrance in the corner of the room.

The bluish-white smoke lingered in the room, filling the whole room with a faint scent of sandalwood.

There are three people in the room.

One sits, two stand.

Separated on both sides of the table facing east in the room.

There are three steps in the center of the room, and the table is placed on top of the steps. The person sitting on the chair is next to the table, looking at the memorial on the table.

The two standing people were standing under the steps, about ten steps away from the steps.

The two standing people looked at each other and recognized that neither of them spoke first.

The one who sat was concentrating on reviewing the memorial and had no extra words.

For a while, there was only a quiet "rustling" sound in the room.

Cang Li and Shen Tinglan looked at the people in front of them and thought for a moment, everyone wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to speak directly.

This man's aura has always been compelling, no matter where he goes, he carries a dreadful aura.

Therefore, these courtiers, every time they speak, they have to carefully consider the timing of speaking.

Based on the experience he gained from following him for nearly ten years, Cang Li reckoned that the person in front of him was in a good mood, so he paused, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, this trip is full of murderous threats. If you bring His Highness the Crown Prince with you at this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to protect yourself."

Feng Shi buried his head without raising his head, and said directly:
"Staying in the palace is still a hidden crisis."

A word blocked him, Cang Li's face turned pale, he glanced at Shen Tinglan, and didn't speak again.

Then, the room fell into silence again.

Just now when the two of them were temporarily recruited, they learned that the emperor wanted to march in person.

This is not a big deal, but this time the emperor decided to bring the prince with him in the name of experience and let Shen Tinglan supervise the country, which was a bit beyond their expectations.

After all, the prince's position is already somewhat vague, although it is not very clear, but there is a point of attack.

Originally, this imperial conquest was to face the extremely difficult Lu Yuan who had been hiding in the dark, and now he was leading the Crown Prince, who had a heart for outsiders, this decision was a bit too hasty.

After all, Shen Tinglan still has some common feelings, probably guessed some, so he said in a sideways way:

"If it is really the crown prince who is planning secretly, what should you do, Your Majesty?"

Feng Shizan was reviewing the memorial with a brush, his wrist didn't even stop.

"Naturally, Ling Chi was executed."

Cang Li hesitated.

"But this person who inherits the Dragon Throne"

"Give me another one."

Cang Li asked:

"Your Majesty's Concubine?"

There was only a sneer on Feng Shizun's face.

"Bi Yi? How is she worthy?"

Sure enough, she guessed what was going on, but Shen Tinglan pretended to exclaim.

"Could it be—"

Then it stopped.

He stopped very well.

After all, this name is definitely not something they can call directly.

Feng Shi Zan just said:

"She will give birth. If the crown prince is abolished, just a few more will be born. Why worry?"

Just as he was talking, someone came in.

It was the little maid who was ordered by him to watch over Chen Xiangxi.

"emperor."

Only then did Feng Shizun put the pen on the inkstone again, and looked up at the person in front of him.

The two people who retreated to the side appropriately exchanged glances, tacit understanding——as expected, she is the only one in this world who can make the emperor stop dealing with state affairs.

In his heart, she is much more important than the whole country.

The maidservant stood at the door, put the token in her palm, and showed her hands in front of him.

"This is what the empress asked the servant to send, and asked the servant to send a message to the emperor."

Feng Shizun looked at the token with faint fluctuations in his eyes.

Are you still angry?

"What did she say?"

The little maid bowed her head.

"She said, let you let Liluo go."

　In fact, babies, if you usually care about international politics, you may have keenly captured the structure of my sister’s article
　　love and world
　　That is, there are many people in this world that we can hate

　　I don’t know if the children of the foreign student at the University of Chicago were shot by a black man a few days ago. My sister has already spread the word. In fact, my sister was in tears when she heard the news. Because the senior has always been respected by my sister. A senior, he helped my sister a lot in her studies

　　He is really a gentle and motivated boy, just like the hero of the campus novel, he is really super good, and he was shot by a black man like this. At that time, my sister really wanted that black man to be hacked to pieces instead of directly shot
　　In this world, we hate too much, really too much, and there are too many people we can hate, so it is really a luxury to talk about love among these enemy countries, even friendship is also a kind of luxury. The existence of luxury, just like my sister has many very close Japanese friends, but when we chat, we never mention the war of aggression against China

　　There is a tacit understanding between us, no one will take the initiative to mention
　　How should we face the hatred left by history, and how should we choose
　　
　
(End of this chapter)