380 Ancient Bureaus

King Law smiled like a demon: "As for the change of Chongmingmen, there are straw bags such as Lu Mengen, I just let Liu Tong push it, Rong Xijue should thank me, without me, how can he be so happy to fight? At the beginning, I lied to my father that I would go on a study tour, and I was a pawn of him many times. He was soft-hearted, and I killed a lot of people for him and cleared up a lot of opponents! I really took great pains to make him emperor as soon as possible. ”

He shook his head, looking unbearable.

In the beginning, the name of "Bloodthirsty Wolf King" was rumored in the capital.

Ling Makeup couldn't have imagined that it would come like this.

She shot an ice arrow in her eye, but she couldn't shoot the demon, so she clenched her hands and tried to stand with her back straight.

"As for the time when Ruan Yue was poisoned, it was just a small test. King Law squinted at her, smiling brightly and delicately, "The queen's medical skills have repeatedly exceeded my expectations, which is really unexpected." ”

Ling Xiang didn't want to ask anything anymore.

How big of a game did he play?

When Emperor Shunzuo was in power, he coldly looked at King Wei's long-sleeved and good dancing, and he was only responsible for accumulating a good reputation for being beautiful and extraordinary. At that time, the court was headed by the King of Wei, and there was a lot of expectation that the King of Zhao relied on his son, if he only relied on the order of succession, it really shouldn't be his turn to keep the stove, he was really lurking; when the King of Wei ascended the throne, the spearhead of the Western Army was naturally aimed at the King of Wei, and he entered the customs in a big way, killing the King of Wei's faction, and letting the untalented and virtuous King Zhao sit on the throne; and then the King of Law began a series of actions to lead the father-son fight, even if Emperor Yongshao did not make a move, he would create contradictions, such as poisoning, such as the change of Chongmingmen... … Until that plague......

If the plague cannot be cured, it can directly eliminate the main force of the Chinese army, and even kill Rong Xijue, as soon as Rong Xijue dies, Emperor Yongshao is an ant who can be crushed to death without much effort in his eyes. didn't want the plague to be suppressed by Ling Xiang in the end, he could temporarily profit from it, gain the support of his subjects, and turn the culprit of the plague into Emperor Yongshao, and let Rong Xijue pull him off the horse......

Brilliant!

If he wasn't an enemy, just reading the history books, Ling Xiang might have to praise him.

But in the midst of that plague, she lost her child.

In a new conspiracy, she may have lost her beloved husband and father......

Such a deep hatred in the sea of blood, knowing that it was done by the King of Law, could not catch him before, and the information obtained by the Military Governor was even more helpless.

And now that Liu Tong and Lu Mengen have openly surrendered to King Law, many courtiers who are accustomed to falling on both sides of the wind have rushed to King Law's mansion to flatter.

Now if she wants to fight against the King of Law, where does she get the capital.

In her hands, there is one less prince who can be supported.

Ling Makeup should have considered King Yan earlier.

In fact, in terms of succession, King Yan is more justified than King Lu, he is the son of Emperor Taishang and the younger brother of Emperor Fenghe, but everything was discovered too late, and the opportunity to support King Yan on the throne was lost.

Her mind was racing here.

Uncovering the situation he had laid out, King Law looked extremely happy, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he said unsatisfactorily: "Maybe you don't know that the factory supervisor of Longjiang Shipyard has been the craftsman, basically the person I arranged, and the warship used in this trip to sea is really quite ...... time."

Ling Xiang raised her head, if it weren't for her amazing concentration, she almost couldn't help but want to scream, and wanted to rush up and slap him a few times.

However, she still stubbornly believed in her heart that Rong Xijue was not dead, and she couldn't watch Rong Xijue's few fierce generals die so inexplicably.

She stubbornly resisted the surging impulse, her palms fisted, and she was covered in sweat.

King Law waited for a while, but instead of waiting for Ling Makeup to attack, he saw that she gradually stopped the light trembling of her body, and her eyes were full of tears, but she tried her best to endure it and not fall.

"What you said, if I do it, can you not move Chu Guogong and the others?"

King Law was silent for a moment, and then said, "For the time being." ”

"What about after killing the Emperor?" Ling Xuan asked, "What else do you want me to do?"

"Naturally, he begged me to be the emperor. He took another step forward and looked at her with interest, "I am a perfect person, how can I take the initiative to be the emperor myself?"

When he said this, he didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed, and Ling Xiang felt his stomach churn.

But she also gradually calmed down.

"Please, what will you do with me and the generals of the Western Army after you become emperor?"

King Law narrowed his eyes, hiding the abnormal light in his eyes, and said slowly, "You are so smart, do you still need to ask?"

The tears in his eyes finally rolled down, although he had expected his arrangement, but thinking that even if Rong Xijue returned, the two of them might be eternal secrets, Ling Xiang couldn't help but feel sad.

At this moment, she had made a decision, first stabilize this madman, rescue Li Xingxian and others, and let the generals lead the troops to escape outside the pass without waiting for him to make any further trouble.

Maybe King Law's personal ability is very strong, but the fight of thousands of troops and horses in the field may not be able to help the Western army that is good at field warfare.

And herself...... Thinking of her mother, younger brother and other families, she really couldn't make a decision immediately.

"Lang Jun, come back quickly, you handed it over to me, I don't have the ability to protect it anymore, come back soon......" Ling Xiang prayed silently in his heart, and crystal tears rolled down from his mutton fat jade cheeks, falling silently.

King Law was stunned, and actually reached out to take a drop in his palm, looked directly into her eyes, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Ling Xiangxi moved her lips a few times, as if pleading and complaining, "I just hope that after the big thing is over, you can let my mother's family go, they are just ordinary people who don't understand the government." ”

Her knowledge of current affairs was somewhat unexpected by the King of Law, and he had always been suspicious, but her appearance did seem to be resigned to her fate, and there was no flaw in her expression and words.

King Ritsu raised his chin very lightly and gently, like the swan leading on the shallows, revealing incomparable confidence, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled quietly: "I know that you will definitely do well, just as you have always done, because you also want me to always be a good person, and you don't want me to become a bad person, right?"

Ling Xiang completely heard this gentle threat, and shrank slightly, looking at him with the eyes of a devil.

King Law suddenly smiled, lifted her chin, looked at it carefully, and said, "Maybe you have done a beautiful job, my heart is soft, not only your life, but also the wealth of the Ling family, can be preserved." ”

How credible is this person's words? And in this situation, what is the difference between believing it and not, Ling Xiang was speechless.

Seeing her silent, he patted her cheek gently, and his expression became more and more gentle: "Tomorrow I will accompany the queen to fast, late at night, settle down early, otherwise it will be easy to look bad." ”

As he spoke, the sleeves of his robe waved lightly, the dark fragrance floated, and the person had floated out of the high sill window.

This tone seems to be intimate. (To be continued.) )