On the streets of the royal capital, Su Xiao and Bu Buwang walked slowly, one person and one dog holding a fruit similar to a peach in their hands.

A man and a dog are almost in sync, and each bites a large mouthful of flesh. --

Su Xiao was not lightly hungry, and so was Bu Buwang, from last night to now, Su Xiao was either fighting with people, or on the way to fight with people, he didn't have time to eat at all, and he didn't even have time to drink saliva. --

At ten o'clock in the evening, he finally finished fighting with the people, but he still didn't have time, because he had to go to a small village to find out who was behind the scenes. --

After that, it was time to hand over the main messenger behind the scenes to the old king, who thought that he could rest for a while, but who knew that he would soon visit those princes or princesses.

When Su Xiao finished all this, it was already 3 o'clock in the morning, and when he visited the last princess, the princess was very nervous, and thought that Su Xiao was looking for her to have a shot.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, of course, there will be no shops on the streets of the royal capital, so Su Xiao got some fruits to satisfy his hunger, I have to say that the fruits in this world look a little ugly, and the taste is not bad.

"Wang."

Bu Bu Wang cried out, which meant, "Master, I want to eat meat." ”

Crunch, crunch, crunch......

Su Xiao chewed the flesh in his mouth, although the taste of this thing was good, but with his physique, at most, it was only a small relief of hunger.

"Bear with me."

Su Xiao opened his mouth vaguely, and Bu Buwang sighed.

"If nothing else, the old king will have a banquet in a while."

Su Xiao has been running around all night, and now he returned to the palace at 3 o'clock in the morning to resume his life, if the old king doesn't express it, it will be too unreasonable, you know, after Su Xiao solved the 'little princess murder case', the old king didn't even give a verbal reward.

Of course, Su Xiao didn't want to give verbal praise, and according to his judgment, the old king would not forget about it.

Hearing Su Xiao's words, Bu Buwang, who was already hungry to the point of trivial steps, was in a lot of spirits, which meant: "Really? ”

"Of course, if we don't have a feast, we will turn against him."

Su Xiao smiled, he wasn't joking, if the old king didn't reward him at this time, it meant that the old king had begun to suspect Su Xiao.

Once this happens, Su Xiao will kill the old king and a large group of princes and princesses before he is drained of power. --

When Su Xiao returned to the palace to resume his life, the old king did not hold a banquet, but rested on the throne in the council hall. --

Su Xiao looked at the old king sitting on the throne, and the old king gave him a very strange feeling at this time, that is, he was so angry that he seemed to be about to die at any time.

Just when Su Xiao thought that the old king was going to kick his legs and braid, the old king's eyes opened, and the feeling of being like a gossamer disappeared.

"Got it done? cough cough cough ......"

The old king let out a dry cough, and his face turned red.

"Taken care of."

Su Xiao felt that the old king's state was very wrong.

The old king's trembling hand took out a clay vase from his bosom, he poured some gray powder from the clay vase, poured it on the mouth of his left hand, raised his left hand to his mouth and nose, and took a sharp breath.

"Whew~"

The old king's breathing was much easier, and his flushed face gradually recovered.

"It's hard work, I originally wanted to help you set up a banquet, but I don't seem to be able to last long."

The old king waved his hand at Su Xiao and motioned for Su Xiao to step forward.

Su Xiao didn't know what the old king wanted to do now, but just now, he felt that the old king's life was short.

"Iron Hand, who do you think most of my heirs?"

The old king's eyes were bloodshot, and he should not have rested well in the last few days.

"The Great Prince."

Su Xiao knew who the old king supported the most, so he chose a relatively safe prince. --

"Valentine is also optimistic about him."

The old king smiled, and the Valentine in his mouth was the consul Joe Valentine.

"Heslet is not in the royal capital, who you and Valentin support, or who are you willing to assist, who can take the throne as quickly as possible."

The old king turned his gaze to the side hall of the council chamber: "Valentine, come out." “

With a creak, a wooden door was pushed open, and Archon Joe Valentine walked into the council chamber, the fearful minister with a tired face and no rest for the past two days.

"You and the Iron Hand made the same choice."

The old king motioned for the consul Joe Valentine to come forward, and Joe Valentine bowed down to the old king.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The old king began to cough again and again, and his hand shook, and the clay vase in his hand fell to the ground, Joe Valentine

Rushing forward, he picked up the clay vase and poured the gray powder into the old king's hand.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

The old king gasped.

"I used to use the medicine once every 5 days, but now I have to use it at least 30 times a day, and I just don't use it when I'm old."

The old king laughed dryly, and Joe Valentine bowed his head to the side, not daring to laugh.

"How long can it last?"

Su Xiao opened his mouth, and when he heard this, the corners of Joe Valentine's eyes on the side jumped.

"I might ...... Can't survive tonight. ”

The old king made a look at Su Xiao, and the meaning was obvious, as long as Joe Valentine's expression was slightly different, then Su Xiao would immediately kill Joe Valentinea on the spot.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty? ”

Joe Valentine was struck by lightning, and he looked at the old king in astonishment, his already blood-colored eyes turned red, and tears welled up in his sockets. --

The old king stared at Joe Valentine's eyes, and after a few seconds, the old king felt a little guilty in his heart, if Joe Valentin was slightly wrong, he would let Su Xiao get rid of Joe Valentine.

Judging from the current situation, Joe Valentine is a loyal minister, and when the old king said that he couldn't hold out tonight, Joe Valentine's eyes immediately turned red, and the old king read countless people, and he could see that Joe Valentine was sad from the bottom of his heart.

"Valentine, at my age, life and death are very normal."

The old king wanted to raise his hand and pat Joe Valentine on the shoulder, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand now, and the secret medicine he had taken three days ago was rapidly wearing off.

"But Your Majesty, you ......"

Joe Valentine fell to one knee with tears streaming down the polished marble floor, and Joe Valentine recalled the past, when he was 30 years old and a subordinate of a great nobleman.

"This person is good, although he is ugly, he has the ability to send him to the royal capital."

These were the words of the old king and the great nobleman, and Joe Valentine, who was kneeling on the ground at that time, was a little frightened, but for the next ten years, he was full of gratitude, grateful for the old king's kindness.

"I'm 65 years old, and I have so much to deal with every day, and my body can't bear it." --

The old king did not fear that his life was imminent, but faced it calmly.

"Valentine, go and call the eldest prince."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Joe Valentine wiped away his tears, turned around and walked out of the council hall, and when Joe Valentine left the council chamber, the old king looked at Su Xiao.

"This is my choice, and it is also your choice, although it is not in accordance with the rules, but the rules are set by people."

The old king was still half-dead, but Su Xiao felt that this old lion was very wrong.