My lord is a demon again

Chapter 422 Forcing the Palace?

Afterwards, Sikong Luo left Xiaochen down to drink tea, chatted for a while, Xiaochen insisted on leaving, and Sikong Luo said: "Xiaochen, now the old general is exonerated, and the situation in the capital has been settled, or you can stay with me first." Stay here, and when Commander Wang takes the gold and silver back to the capital, your Wanlong Bank can continue to operate, anyway, the people will no longer be as flustered as before."

"My lord, it's fine. Xiaochen will naturally apologize to the elders in the future. My lord, Xiaochen will leave first."

"Okay, Xiaochen, if you need anything, you can find me, you are always welcome."

"Thank you, my lord..."

After Sikong Luo sent Xiaochen out of the gate, he turned and returned to the mansion...

It's just that he didn't go back to the bedroom, because he knew that the woman was angry, and going back would only be asking for trouble.

That's right, the more Zhao Yun thought about it in the room, the more angry she became. If the man dared to come back, she really wanted to beat him up hard!
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Zhao Yun opened the door and ran out.

Seeing Zhaoyun striding out, the steward asked with concern: "Ma'am, where are you going?"

"I'm going to kill!"

"..." The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything more because he was making fun of himself.

But everyone knows that they must have had an unpleasant fight with the prince again. Ever since that woman named Xiaochen appeared, they have often quarreled.

The next morning, Sikong Luo woke up naturally, feeling a little drowsy, it turned out that he fell asleep in this study last night.

But it was not in vain. Last night, I spent the whole night researching a lot of information to refute the dog emperor. I was going to reprimand him speechlessly and give him a blow!
After leaving the study, the servants had prepared hot water to wash him.

After some cleaning, Sikong Luo went to the classroom to have a snack, stretched his neck and looked around, but he didn't see the woman's shadow.

"housekeeper."

"Yes, my lord."

"Where's your mother? Why didn't you see her come out for breakfast?"

"My lord, after my mother went out at noon yesterday, she didn't come back."

"What!?" Sikong Luo asked anxiously, "She didn't come back all night yesterday!?"

"Yes, my lord."

The pastry that Sikong Luo was biting into his mouth fell into the plate, and he muttered to himself: "That woman is so courageous, she dared not return home at night..."

"My lord, just now the old general Zhuge sent a message saying that you should enter the palace early to attend the morning court."

"Oh, I see."

Sikong Luo looked at it, and it was getting late, so he asked the steward to prepare the carriage, and before getting on the horse, he ordered: "Steward, take people to look around, and you must find that woman back."

"Yes, my lord, I will bring someone to find my mother right away."

Sikong Luo went out, even though he was thinking about Zhaoyun, the world's major events were the most important.

Walking to the gate of the palace, just as he was about to enter, he happened to meet Zhuge Shenhou and his son.

The three of them walked together, all in martial arts, and all the officials in the court leaned over to curry favor along the way.

Zhuge Xiong also greeted them politely.

But Zhuge Shenhou and Sikong Luo turned a blind eye to them.

In the morning court, Sikong Yu was still late as usual.

The difference is that today, among the hundred officials, many people began to whisper, saying all kinds of things wrong with the emperor.

In the past, who would dare to risk their heads to make these complaints?

Everything is the trend of the situation, and now it is not he, Sikong Yu, who holds the power.

"The emperor is here~!" As the eunuch yelled, many ministers knelt down to greet him.

Only Sikong Luo and Zhuge Shenhou were still standing.

Sikong Luo expected that the dog emperor would definitely reprimand them sharply when he saw that the two of them did not kneel, and pre-emptively struck them.

(End of this chapter)