Morbid pet

Fuman secretly scolded Xie Zhao, the fetal god, and the smile on his face gradually deepened. "My lord, do you want to help the princess resist the decree?"

When Xie Zhao walked up to the imperial army, he pulled out a knife from the imperial army's waist in an instant, and put his backhand in front of Fuman's fat neck. Time spread down, flowing on the jet-black sword, reflecting Fuman's frightened and distorted face.

Fuman's legs trembled instantly, "My lord, you are embarrassing the miscellaneous family! They are all your own, why bother? It's not like you don't know, Your Majesty"

Xie Zhao said coldly: "Get out, don't let me say it again. Go back and report to Your Majesty, Princess Changle can only marry me in this life, and no one else can try to touch her! Do you hear me?"

Xie Zhao still had to use force in his hands, Fuman immediately backed away in fright, and said while backing up, "Okay, okay, this old slave will go and report to His Majesty, my lord, please don't be angry, don't be angry."

A group of people just retreated out.

Changle's complexion was very ugly, and so was Xie Zhao, with a strong shadow rolling over his crow-green eyelashes, he patted Changle's shoulder comfortingly, "Stay here, Dongchang will send someone soon Come here and guard the door, I'm going to find the dog emperor now."

Chang Le grabbed Xie Zhao's shoulder with some fear, "Don't go, okay?"

Xie Zhao patted Chang Le's hand and comforted him, "I promise to be back soon."

Chang Le withdrew her hand, hugged herself and crouched on the ground like a wounded animal, the maid next to her persuaded: "Princess, let's lie down on the chaise longue and rest."

Chang Le just shook her head stubbornly, as if nothing could dispel her determination.

She murmured: "Go away! Go away, don't touch Bengong."

Xie Zhao asked San Geng to stay here, and then walked up to the Tai Chi Hall with midnight strides.

At the same time, Fuman ran all the way back to the Taiji Hall as if weeping in mourning. He hurriedly knelt down in front of Li Tianren, and then cried out: "Your Majesty! King Zhao is lawless and wants to help Princess Changle resist the edict! And the old slave was almost lost by him." Hacked to death, that knife is just a little short! You will never see the old slave again."

Li Tianren's brain suddenly began to jump up and down. He looked at the shocking blush on Fuman's neck, withdrew his gaze and said angrily, "Xie Zhao! How courageous! I really gave him shame."

Fuman added fuel and jealousy: "Your Majesty, look at this old slave, this King Zhao no longer has you as an emperor in his eyes, you can be said to be a traitor!"

There was a series of thunderous applause.

Xie Zhao just stood beside Fuman in a red python robe, and the hostility in his eyes reached its peak when he saw the one on the dragon chair, "This king said, Changle will not marry."

Li Tianren stood up, pointed at Xie Zhao's nose and cursed: "Who do you think you are? You are just a white-eyed wolf I raised before. I can make you a king of a different surname in Ming Dynasty, and I can also destroy you." , Let you go back to the pit to be a dog!"

He laughed uncontrollably, "Xie Zhao, if you fall into the sky, there will be many people who want to kill you, right? You don't even need to make an order, and you will be hunted down by countless enemies. You can't survive the underworld or the white way. Hahahahaha—"

"When I think of you looking like a drowning dog, I'm so happy!"

Xie Zhao looked at the crazy Li Tianren indifferently, and said lightly, "It's not right to be a king with a different surname." He threw off his official hat, took off the second-grade boa robe, and a black inner garment was tied loosely around his body, looking lazy and relaxed. casual.

It seems that Xie Zhaocai is a real nobleman, no matter how he dresses, it is difficult to conceal the nobility in his bones.

This is exactly what Li Tianren has always been jealous of.

Li Tianren smiled madly: "Okay, Xie Zhao, if you want to go back to be a dog, I'll see how soon you die."

Xie Zhao bowed his hands and withdrew: "Don't bother Your Majesty, I'm not King Zhao anymore, but I'm still the admiral of the East and West Second Factory and the chief inspector of ceremonies, Xie Zhao."

Fuman: "Do you think you can still sit in your position? It's ridiculous."

Xie Zhao said calmly: "Sit still, I'm down, and the first one to be unlucky is the emperor."

Li Tianren was suddenly poked in the sore spot, he didn't want to admit it, and roared angrily: "Don't try to threaten me!"

Xie Zhao snorted coldly and strode out. It wasn't until this moment that Xie Zhao really tore off the filter called loyalty and filial piety, and saw clearly what kind of broken bones were wrapped under the kind skin of today's son. How to harm the country and the people.

He silently sighed towards the blue sky, "Father, brother, I'm sorry. I can't be loyal to the faint king."

Midnight suddenly said: "If Your Majesty gives Fuman the position of the palm print, then we will have no bargaining chips."

Xie Zhao raised his hand to stop his mouth, "Yes, it's just to see how to use it."

In the middle of the night, he looked at Xie Zhao excitedly, "You, you finally decided?!"

Xie Zhao nodded lightly, "I can't help it, I can't even protect Chuchu."

Midnight curled her lips: "So it was for a woman."

With a plop, Xie Zhao kicked Ye Ban to the ground.

Here, Li Tianren had already expected that Fuman would be unfavorable. In the gap where Dongchang used to hold the platform, he arranged in advance for a team of Jinyiwei to faint Changle's medicine and carry it into the convoy of marriage.

A series of exquisite arrangements can be regarded as a model of emergency accidents.

In order not to be discovered, the convoy hid in the Zhuangzi outside the city ahead of time.

When Changle woke up, it was already dark outside.

She just felt numb and weak all over, and the powerlessness spread from the soles of her feet to her fingers. She wanted to speak, but found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't speak a complete syllable. She was drugged, and when she realized this , she desperately knocked on the wall of the car.

Useless.

There was no response at all.

The convoy has been rushing like crazy without hunger and thirst, and someone will come to change shifts at the post station at a certain distance. I don't know how many shift leaders have changed along the way. She is lying in the carriage with sore body and has not eaten all day. Pass.

she is so thirsty
Are you going to the Western Regions?

She thought helplessly.

If it really came to that point, it would not be impossible for her to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

With that in mind, he fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, the entire city of Chang'an was under martial law. Xie Zhao searched all the places he could find, and finally thought of the worst outcome. Changle had already been sent out of the city.

"Damn it!" Xie Zhao scolded, "Send someone to Tianzhu Palace to find Gongsun Yu, let him go to find Chang Le overnight, I can't leave now."

When Xie Zhao said that he couldn't leave, he really couldn't.

Only by doing this can he protect her.