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Chapter 429 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 15
Zhen'an Prefecture.

Several lieutenants followed Mo Lan into the mansion.

"General, what do you think is wrong with the little emperor? It seems like a different person when he comes to court today."

"I didn't expect the general to speak of him in court. Not only was he not angry, but he even praised the general."

"Could it be that you really went to the battlefield and changed your mind?"

Everyone in the general's mansion is his own people, and the generals are not shy, saying whatever comes to mind.

This time in the court, the little emperor really exceeded everyone's expectations. He always gave the impression that he was just an idiot who indulged in wine and sex.

But today, everyone saw a different him, not to mention being able to deal with government affairs meticulously, even his attitude towards these generals has changed.

When the generals were discussing intensely, the old housekeeper of Zhen'an Mansion suddenly came to report: "General, someone has come from the palace."

The footsteps of several generals paused.

One person's brain turned the fastest, his complexion turned cold little by little, and he suddenly said angrily: "I said that the dog emperor's temper can't be changed. Sure enough, the kindness in the court before was just pretending. This is to lay a black hand on the general behind his back. ah!"

He didn't punish the general in the court, but now he sent someone here suddenly, it's really hard for people not to think about it.

Compared with several generals, Mo Lan was the calmest one. He glanced at the butler, and walked towards the outside of the mansion.

Eunuch De had been waiting there anxiously, and seeing Mo Lan finally came out, he immediately came up to meet him with a groan: "General Mo, hurry up and follow this old slave into the palace!"

Seeing Eunuch De in such a hurry, Mo Lan frowned: "Why is it so urgent?"

He had only left the palace not long ago, why did he let him enter the palace again.

Eunuch De cleared his throat, and continued according to Man Luo's original words: "That's right, Your Majesty has something important to discuss with you, please follow this old servant to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Hearing that the little emperor really wanted to call the general into the palace again, several generals beside him immediately turned down their faces: "General!"

The generals shouted, their tone full of worry, as if they were afraid that the little emperor would call Mo Lan into the palace to punish him.

Mo Lan raised her hand to stop their words.

When mentioning the little emperor, Man Luo's clear and agile eyes seemed to appear in front of his eyes. With such clean eyes, how could he be a person with sinister intentions.

What's more, not long ago, they had only entered and exited the battlefield together, and the little emperor even tried his best to save him twice.Just because of this kindness, even if the little emperor really wanted to punish him, he would not resist, but Mo Lan was still more willing to believe that the little emperor really had something important to discuss with him.

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All the way into the palace without stopping, Mo Lan was led outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation by De Gonggong.

"Your Majesty, General Mo Lan is here." Mr. De announced in a thin voice.

Not long after, Man Luo's voice sounded from inside: "Let him in, and the rest of you will retreat."

Eunuch De should step back obediently. Before leaving, he cast a vague glance at Mo Lan.

The complex emotions in that glance made Mo Lan a little baffled.

Pushing open the door and approaching the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but did not see Man Luo outside.

"Your Majesty?" Mo Lan asked aloud.

"Come in." Man Luo's voice came from inside, sounding a little unsteady.

Martial arts practitioners have exceptionally sharp ears, and received Man Luo's messy breath into their ears. Mo Lan frowned, and strode into the room with a rare worry on his face: "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

As soon as the words were asked, a bright yellow shadow had already rushed towards him, and the dragon robe, which was still very dignified in the court hall, was hanging loosely on the little emperor's body at this time.

(End of this chapter)