"Although the world has been unified now, there are still people with immortal hearts who are trying to destroy all the time." Murong Canghai flipped through the map on the bookcase and pointed to one of the corners, "Here, a mysterious team has appeared......"

"With the prestige of the prince in shock, it is expected that those remnant small forces will not be able to make any waves." Lord Yang, who was sitting on the left, said.

The corners of Murong Canghai's cold lips lifted slightly, and he said in a condensed and calm tone——

"The country, no one will be willing to be a slave forever, they want home, and they call it home in their own land, and for home, everyone may not care about their lives, so they should not be careless."

Lord Yang's face flushed, and he patted his ass again, "Yes, what the prince said is timely, and Weichen is guilty." ”

"Smack." Murong Canghai raised his hand, and a holy decree fell in front of Lord Yang, and he said coldly, "Lord Yang, take a look." ”

"This is ......," Lord Yang hesitated, and tremblingly bent down to pick up the holy decree on the ground.

Only the king of the North Courtyard dared to throw away the emperor's decree at will.

When Lord Yang saw clearly what was written on the holy decree, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he immediately knelt down, crawled in front of Murong Canghai on his knees, and cried with tears and snot -

"Lord Wang, Weichen, Weichen is guilty, please don't remove Weichen from his position."

Murong Canghai said coldly, "Come on, take off Lord Yang's official uniform, and from now on, you will be demoted to a commoner, and you will never be allowed to enter the court as an official." His voice was as cold as an iceberg, exuding a terrifying force.

"Yes!"

"The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life......" Then Lord Yang was forcibly taken out, but he still did not give up, and turned around with great effort to plead with Murong Canghai.

Murong Canghai's condensed eyes swept over the other important ministers present and said, "I, Daqin, don't need such a smug and flattery. ”

The other three immediately stood up, bowed and said—

"The prince is wise."

The foreheads of the three of them exuded heat, and their hearts were pounding.

"If you're tired, drink some soup first, it's to nourish your blood."

At this tense and depressed time, suddenly, a woman's soft voice came, and Murong Canghai looked up-

I saw that Su Yueming was holding a plate in his hand and walked towards him, there was a bowl on the plate, and the bowl was still emitting heat.

And her face was serene and serene that he rarely saw.

Although there were people in the study, Su Yueming was not the slightest bit uncomfortable, she was generous, walked in front of Murong Canghai, bowed slightly, took the bowl on the plate to his hand with both hands, and said-

"I just boiled the chicken soup, and I asked the doctor for blood tonic medicine, the first time I boiled it, you can taste it."

Murong Canghai looked at her, she was so soft and beautiful, he suspected that she was another person.

Look up again-

On her head, there was a step shake he had given, and this step shook gently with her movements, as if to tell something.

A smile appeared on his face, as bright as a thousand suns, dazzling, and radiant.

Several ministers present were stunned, and then looked at each other, this was the first time in their lives that they had seen Murong Canghai smile like this, smiling without burden, smiling so heroically.

In their impression, the face of the king of the North Courtyard is always as cold and arrogant as an iceberg, and he is not close to people.

I never thought he could laugh like he did now.