Chapter Ninety-Five: Xiao Shaoqing boldly advised

Since he sneaked into the room of the two, he never came back, and the three of them immediately reported to the night thousand scenes.

"What do you say? The dragon hasn't come back yet! โ€

The leader of the four replied with a blank face, "He hasn't come out since he sneaked into their room last night." A few of us went to check it out, and we didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

Boss Xiao and everyone are rehearsing, and the two are also stepping up rehearsals. โ€

Ye Qianjing was furious and said, "What? Could it be hell, a big living person, born without seeing people, dead without seeing corpses?! Ahem..."

"Holy!"

The three of them were sincerely frightened, and knelt down on one knee in unison.

Ye Qianjing's face turned pale with anger, and he roared: "A group of useless things, this little thing can't be done." Tell me what I'm still raising you for! The head of the dignified secret guard didn't even know who the enemy was, huh?! โ€

As soon as the words fell, Ye Qianjing picked up the teacup with hot tea on the table and threw it at the three of them, and with a "bang", it hit the charm among the three.

Mei was smashed into a daze, stunned on the spot, and a little at a loss.

Mei is the only woman among the four, and the youngest, her flower-like face was instantly scratched, and blood flowed on her face.

Poor Mei was more frightened than in pain at the moment, and she didn't even notice that her face was burned, not to mention that she had been scratched.

Seeing that she was stunned, she was stunned, and at this moment there was anger on her face, and she wanted to draw her sword and stab the people in the temple a few times.

His brow furrowed, and he held his hand and shook his head, suggesting that he should not be nonsense.

Wei was pressed like this, and he instantly woke up, let go of the hand holding the sword, and his face returned to normal.

Ye Qianjing was completely carried away by anger, and the whole person was not awake, and he didn't notice the strangeness of the three of His Highness.

Not to mention that the token was not found, and he also lost one of his dark guard leaders, who was not alive or dead.

Ye Qianjing had a splitting headache, closed his eyes, and waved his hand impatiently to signal the three of them to retreat.

Xiao Shaoqing hurriedly said: "You guys should retreat for the time being, and wait for the saint to lose his anger." Holy Lord, you have to take care of the dragon's body! โ€

After the three of them retreated, Ye Qianjing drank a cup of hot tea, his face softened slightly, and he said to Xiao Gonggong: "Shaoqing, I have a bad premonition, I'm afraid I will meet a strong opponent this time."

Since Xiao'er was thrown into the dungeon and deposed, the people under him have become much more honest. Is it because I underestimated them, or are they such unkind people? Ahem... Ahem..."

"Don't say anything more, the most important thing for you now is to raise the dragon body, the prince still needs you!" Xiao Shaoqing anxiously handed over a new handkerchief.

Ye Qianjing took the handkerchief he handed over, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said solemnly: "Shaoqing, notify the threshold that once you find anything abnormal, you will immediately take them down to me, and if you resist, you will be executed on the spot."

I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let a suspicious person go. Since it is impossible to find out their identities, they can be executed on this ground. โ€

"Ahem... Ahem..."

The symptoms of Ye Qianjing's headache and cough seem to be getting worse and worse, and now I feel like I can't breathe well every time I say a word.

"Shaoqing, the disappearance of the dragon is estimated to be more auspicious. I'm afraid that Ting'er will not ascend the throne so smoothly.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to plan for the worst, but I can't, and I'm the only one who comes forward. โ€

When Xiao Shaoqing heard this, he didn't care about the difference between the monarch and the minister, and said bluntly: "Holy Lord, this move must not be!" Once you appear in front of the people in a good manner, the people will suspect that the murder and death of you before is fake, and the murder of the prince may be true!

At that time, the people will protest to you that the prince has been released and that he will be restored to the throne.

At that time, the Holy One, with all due respect, the previous ones will become a farce, and the king of the court will definitely lose the hearts of the people, and the Holy Lord, you ยทยทยทยทยท."

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Ye Qianjing was so angry by Xiao Shaoqing's bold words that he couldn't stop coughing, picked up the teacup, and drank a few sips of hot tea before he recovered.

He threw the empty teacup in his hand to the ground, and with a "bang", the teacup instantly fell apart.

His face was gloomy and he said, "Bold! Xiao Shaoqing, I seem to be too indulgent to you on weekdays, but now you dare to say anything.

You're really not afraid that I'm unhappy to ask for your head, and you're getting bolder and bolder as you get older! โ€

Xiao Shaoqing knelt down with a 'poof' when he heard this, and said without changing his face: "What the old slave said, every sentence is from the bottom of his heart.

Holy Lord, the old slave can't bear to see the Holy Lord's majesty lost to the people, and the old slave doesn't want to see all your efforts come to naught.

Think twice! โ€

Ye Qianjing sighed for a long time, walked slowly towards Xiao Shaoqing, helped him up, and said thoughtfully: "Shaoqing, you get up!" I understand your thoughts, but I'm old, and the only one who can't rest assured is Ting'er.

If it hurts him, will I be able to hide behind my back and not come out? You don't need to say anything about what kind of father I am, don't worry, I won't show up until the last resort. โ€

With the stubborn temper of the saint, Xiao Shaoqing knew that he couldn't persuade him.

Since Ye Qianjing was not a saint, when he was still a prince, he Xiao Shaoqing was serving by his side, and he thought that he had been at least thirty years, he was old, and he was also old.

Ye Qianjing felt that his time was running out, and he wanted to see his Ting'er ascend the throne with his own eyes.

Ever since he learned that he had come back from the one who had always been jealous and hated by Ye Qianjing, Ye Qianjing's heart began to feel uneasy.

He didn't know why he chose to come back at this critical moment, he originally planned to let him go, as long as he didn't set foot on the territory of Tanglin, now it seems that he can't do it, he is still one of the biggest threats to his night thousand scenes.

It is said that after the three of them came back from Ye Qianjing, the faces of the three of them were very ugly.

"Brother, is my face ruined?" Mei cried and asked the man who helped her with the medicine.

When Wei was asked by her, his hand couldn't help shaking, and then he calmed down: "No, don't worry, my brother will definitely find the best medicine." Your face won't be scarred, and you'll still be as beautiful as ever. โ€

Mei Po smiled and said, "I believe my brother, and my brother won't say no." โ€

Wei Qiang endured the sourness in her heart, gave her good medicine, comforted her a few words, and coaxed her to sleep.

After she fell asleep, she took all the things that could be taken care of in the room, walked out lightly, and glanced at Wei who was leaning against the door with her arms crossed.

Naturally, he took the object from his hand and followed him away.

Wei said as he walked: "Xiao, you can deal with all these things when you have a chance, don't let the charm look in the mirror recently." โ€

Wei Wenyan grabbed Wei and asked, "Is Mei's face incurable?" โ€

"No, there will be a way." โ€

"How long are you going to deceive yourself? The life and death of the dragon are uncertain, and the charm has become like this again, brother, are we wrong? He doesn't deserve our ...... for a thousand nights."

"Shut up! You have always been sensible, how could you say such a thing, you forgot, today you stopped the impulsive me! โ€

"It's me, I'm afraid that a few of us are folded there, don't you understand?"

Wei didn't respond to Wei's words, but fell into deep thought, a few of them had been blessed by Ye Qianjing at the beginning, but after all these years, they should have paid it off long ago.