"Wait-",

Lin Yaoyue is really a ghost, so she will say the word 'wait' to their emperor in this Zichen Palace, which represents the true dragon emperor.

At the same time, Emperor Murong Ping's narrow eyes had a yin owl that could not be concealed, even if Lin Chaoyang was right in front of him, even if he still wanted to use Lin Chaoyang to guard the northern Chiyan that he had just refused, even if he still had to coax Lin Chaoyang to control Murong Jin's hundreds of thousands of iron horses, but these could not hide his anger that he wanted to execute Lin Yaoyue now!

But the next moment, I saw Lin Yaoyue take two steps forward with extreme respect, knelt down in front of him, hung her head deadly, and said in a deep voice, "The courtier Lin Yaoyue is here to implore Your Majesty to take back the imperial tribute." After all, this represents the sincere surrender of the Qingqiu Ancient Kingdom to my Dawan, and it has the meaning of 'surrender', even if it is given by His Majesty, the father of the courtiers will never dare to accept it!"

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang also knelt in front of Murong Ping, and said loudly, "I hope that Your Majesty will take back your life!"

Lin Zhenyu also knelt on the ground with Lin Chaoyang at this moment.

Lin Yaoyue breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, it seemed that she still had a good grasp of her father's loyalty to Emperor Murong Ping. Since her father swore allegiance to Emperor Murong Ping because of the ethics of the monarch and ministers, she could also use this ethics of the monarch and ministers to make her father reject this murderous robe.

Emperor Murong Ping looked at the three people of the Zhenguo General's Mansion who knelt down in front of him in turn at this time, grabbed the treasure 'Jiguang Qiu' tightly with one hand, and clenched the other into a fist. At this moment, he wanted to lift Lin Yaoyue with one arm, and then strangle her alive, so as to relieve the anger in his heart!

But now is not the time to execute this cheap girl, Emperor Murong Ping took a deep breath.

Immediately, I saw that Murong Ping's narrow eyes actually shed hot tears, and then he actually untied the Luo robe on his body and put it on Lin Chaoyang.

In an instant, an iron-clad man like Lin Chaoyang trembled, and his hands trembled a little when he respectfully asked Emperor Murong Ping to withdraw his fate. And Lin Yaoyue was even more stunned by the scene in front of her, the emperor deserved to be the ruthless and resolute emperor in his previous life. This is not a heart-warming warm warm clothing, but a heart-devouring spell that urges lives and kills souls!

The next moment, I heard Lin Chaoyang's crisp kowtow on the Zichen Palace,

"The minister will go to the soup for His Majesty, and then die!" The thick and calm voice resounded throughout the Zichen Palace. also completely shattered Lin Yaoyue's heart, wanting to make his father wary of Emperor Murong Ping!

Everything before was in vain, and all his efforts could not withstand the action of Emperor Murong Ping to relieve Luo Sheng personally. This is the relationship between the king and his courtiers, and it is so difficult to avoid the mistakes of the previous life, and to escape the tragedy of the previous life for his family.

Lin Yaoyue's throat hurt so much at the moment that she couldn't speak. But the current picture of the monarchs and ministers taking care of each other and getting their clothes wet on the Zichen Palace made her, who wanted to break free from the recurrence of fate no matter what, and was choked by the throat!

The scene of his father being dragged to death by Murong Ping's order to use the sweat and blood of Chiyan to pay tribute seemed to be right in front of him. On the familiar courtyard and familiar faces, there are patches of hideous blood.

From the beginning of the hand to the fall, it was the head of the elder brother who was proud and arrogant, and his ambition was unpaid.

The starry eyebrows and eyes were no longer there. He was dressed in silver armor, wearing a robe of red brocade flowers in Xichuan, with a blue crown like jade, and black hair like ink, which gradually dissipated in front of his eyes.

No!

Lin Yaoyue's slender fingertips were uncontrollably clasped tightly in the flesh. Although she endured it, her worries at the moment, her fear at the moment, and her suspicion of Emperor Murong Ping at this moment would not be understood.

She suddenly felt a little ridiculous, even though she grabbed her father's shirt and knelt down, crying and wailing that this was not Emperor Murong Ping's true intention, but that he had long been afraid of the military power in the hands of our Zhenguo General's Mansion, and now he just wanted to use the Lin family army, use those soldiers who followed his father with iron hearts, and use their blood to clear the suspicious and paranoid obstacles in his heart for him!

I'm afraid that my father will only respond to himself lightly, 'The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die.' ’

Lin Yaoyue admitted that just like Emperor Murong Ping wanted to kill her, she wanted to kill Murong Ping with her own hands now, and Murong Ping's heart was definitely no less than Murong Ping wanted to kill her.

Seeing Murong Ping helping his father up in a deep voice, he said loudly, "The general is loyal and courageous, and now there are homeless people in the holy land of Bishan to make trouble, and robbers are gangs. The general will sweep them away tomorrow on my behalf, in order to comfort the saints of my ancestors!"

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang's sword eyebrows were frowned, but he still replied in a deep voice, "Yes, Your Majesty, the minister will not fail in his mission!"

With the echo of Lin Chaoyang's deep voice at this moment, Lin Yaoyue's heart was beating in a panic. The holy land of the mountains, the mountains and valleys, the steep mountains and the winding, the situation is dangerous.

Since ancient times, it has been known for its steepness, if there are really homeless people entrenched on the mountain, gathered as a coward, relying on the natural barrier of the mountain-

I'm afraid that the bandits are a way to go and have no return.

Especially my father has been marching and fighting on the Mobei Desert and the Gobi Desert for many years. Now there is no army around him, and he is not familiar with mountain and forest warfare. Facing the mountain bandits who relied on the natural barrier of the Bishan Holy Land, Lin Yaoyue didn't think that her father had any chance of winning.

But now, she can only hope that her brother Lin Zhenyu, who accompanied her father to suppress the bandits, can pass on information to herself in a timely manner, and there are many plans.

Thinking of this, Lin Yaoyue's heart was a little relieved.

And at this moment, I only heard Emperor Murong Ping look at Lin Zhenyu and say softly, "The hussar general is a young hero, calm and calm. There is General Lin alone to pacify the bandits in the mountains. I want you and your sister to go to the treatment center in the suburbs of Beijing, help Ji Aiqing treat the victims from Jizhou, and then send them back to Jizhou. With such a heavy responsibility, I can now trust it to you!"

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue's already flustered heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade!

Lin Zhenyu lowered his head at the moment, not daring to raise it in the slightest. Because he didn't know how to receive it.

The emperor's heavy responsibility, he didn't dare to shirk it, but he was just a victim of Jizhou, not a Jizhou epidemic victim who knew that Yue'er had spiritual blood on his body. If he takes Yue'er forward, doesn't it mean pushing Yue'er into the fire pit?!

But it was a holy decree, and it would not allow him not to follow it.

Lin Zhenyu couldn't respond for a while, and saw that he seemed to be hanging his head sluggishly, and his upright posture collapsed extremely tightly. Just when Gao Quan on the side thought that he would continue to be silent,

"Ahem-", he heard the deep voice and coughed twice.