Yan Wuge rubbed his fingers, and suddenly felt that Han Rin's stone just now had been lightly smashed.

I didn't even see a little blood, but it's a pity.

Han Rin always felt that his master's eyes were a little strange, staring at him as if he was under a knife, and there was still a little regret there.

His sixth sense was rare and outstanding, he shrank his head and didn't dare to ask again, and hid aside to install a stone pillar.

Seeing this, Yan Wuge snorted coldly: "Okay, don't pestle, enter the palace." ”

Han Rin hurriedly followed: "Lord, the prince came to you before, and it seems that it was for Miss Shen San's business, but you didn't see him?" ”

"See what he does."

Yan Wuge's eyebrows were cold: "This king has already reminded him before, but he has a bad brain and didn't guard against King Rui." ”

"Now that his father is unhappy, what is the king doing."

"He and King Yu made a bunch of together, and even took the prison of Dali Temple to let him enter and exit at will, and Shen Junjiu had already paved all the roads behind him, and he still wanted to let this king take the lead for him to deal with Song Xuanrong?"

"Then don't be the prince of him."

Han Rin didn't say anything when he heard this, anyway, for him, the prince is just a name, and there is no difference between him and Zhang San and Li Si.

He is just guarding the duty of his subordinates and reminding his prince.

Since the prince is gone, then it is gone, and it is not a big deal.

Yan Wuge turned around and walked towards the alley behind him, but after just a few steps, he suddenly stopped under his feet, holding the stone wall beside him in his hand, and his face was a little more sick.

"Lord Wang!"

Seeing that this was wrong, Han Rin hurriedly stepped forward.

Seeing that he was holding back as if he was uncomfortable, he exclaimed: "Lord, but the poison has attacked again......"

"No problem".

Yan Wuge wanted to say that it was okay, but the itchy meaning in his body came up in bursts.

The internal force in his body seemed to be swallowed by something, not only did his limbs become weak, but his heart also kept pouring out the desire for cold mist tea.

The surge of desire was about to engulf him almost instantly.

Yan Wuge's thin lips were pursed, and when the phoenix eyes were slightly closed, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Even if he had experienced it a few times, when this inexplicable addiction suddenly appeared, it still disturbed Yan Wuge extremely uncomfortable, and there seemed to be a voice in his mind that kept urging him to drink cold mist tea.

Yan Wuge suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the short sword hanging from Han Rin's waist, and slashed it towards the palm of his left hand.

When the blood flowed, his chaotic mind suddenly cleared, and the extreme addiction also went down a little.

"Lord Wang!" Han Rin was so frightened that his face was anxious: "Let's go back to the house first, right?" ”

"Not necessarily!"

After Yan Wuge threw the short sword back to Han Rin, he directly wrapped the handkerchief around the wound in his palm.

Seeing the hint of red and white Jinpa, Yan Wuge sneered, as if he had seen something interesting.

His dark eyes flashed with a cold and cold light, and he raised his lips and said indifferently:

"What are you going to do when you go back to the house, doesn't Concubine Qin want to see this king, enter the palace!"

……

Yan Wuge is the king who holds his own achievements and meritorious awards, and holds the Qianyu Army and the Northern Territory Army in his hands, which is equivalent to almost one-third of the military power of the entire Great Jin Dynasty in his hands.

It's different from others who were crowned kings because of their father's shadows, or because they were born with royal blood.

Even if those people are crowned kings and knights, they have to rely on Emperor Ming Qi to live, so they act cautiously and never dare to go beyond the slightest, but Yan Wuge doesn't need to look up to others, and even others want to live by looking at him.