As soon as Qi Lu raised his head, he saw a huge painting hanging on an empty wall in the inner hall.

When he saw it for the first time, Qi Lu was completely stunned, and some didn't react.

His eyes were so dazzling with gold and gems that he could barely open them.

The winged bird embroidered with golden silk thread, embellished with the feathers and eyes of various colored gemstones, is indescribably gorgeous and dazzling.

This is the style that Ji Xuanyan likes? Definitely not.

Qi Lu understood almost instantly, this must be what Master liked......

Master has always been a strange person, different from normal people.

Everyone in the world likes money and power, but they hide these beasts in their hearts that they can't see people, and they don't dare to let people know.

But Master dared to say these ** and let everyone know.

"Is it beautiful?" Ji Xuanyan's pale and cold voice sounded, and Qi Lu realized that he was actually looking at this painting in a daze, and hurriedly returned to his senses and saluted.

"See the king. ”

"Is it beautiful?" Ji Xuanyan slowly walked to the painting and asked again.

"Beautiful. Qi Lu lowered his head and said.

Like the rest of the world, he loves money and power, but he's too shy to say it......

"You're her apprentice, she likes it, you like it too. Ji Xuanyan smiled faintly, "Are you here to ask about the widow's personal conquest of the Zhao Kingdom?"

"The king is like a god, and the ministers just don't want to see the king take risks. Qi Lu hurriedly said.

"What's the matter?" Ji Xuanyan said, "With the strength of the widow, who can be disadvantageous to the widow?"

"Having said that, the Zhao State is already in the bag, and there is no need for the king to come out in person. ”

Ji Xuanyan turned around and looked at Qi Lu with blood-red eyes, which made him feel like the secret in his heart had been spied on for a moment.

Ji Xuanyan smiled softly, as if he knew Qi Lu's thoughts.

"More than ten years ago, when I was in Handan, there were countless **** people who looked at the city of Handan night and thought: One day, there is no wall here that can trap me, and no one can stop me. I will set foot in Handan, kill all the people inside, and then leave there with my mother. ”

Qi Lu was stunned, is this him confiding in himself?

When he was a prisoner in Handan, he hid in Tibet and was humiliated and tortured......

Qi Lu followed Chongkui back then, and had seen him severely injured more than once, treated as a monster, and ostracized and humiliated......

It turned out that the pain was not that he didn't care, but that he was waiting, like a predatory beast, quietly waiting for an opportunity, and then according to the capture, so that the prey had no ability to fight back, and the beast could do whatever it wanted.

Thinking of this, Qi Lu felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"Does the king want to go to Handan in blood?" Qi Lu asked.

Ji Xuanyan smiled softly: "People from Handan, shouldn't they be damned?"

"There are also many innocent people ...... Handan"

"No one can choose to be born, you can't, and neither can the widow. Ji Xuanyan said coldly.

If there is an option to be born, who wouldn't want to avoid a piece of bad luck in the first place?

Qi Lu didn't dare to say anything, so he could only bow his head silently and say, "Is the king worried about how the history books will be written in the future?"

"What will be written in the future history, why should the widow care?" Ji Xuanyan said in a tone that he didn't care about anything, "History books are written by the victors, and the defeated people are not qualified to change the history books, but the victorious ones can." ”