"Are you telling the truth?"

Early in the morning, after the emperor left the court, he called Lao Zhuang to the palace, and then the two didn't know what they were plotting.

Suddenly, the emperor spoke loudly, so frightened that Lao Zhuang hurriedly covered his mouth, and as for him to be quiet.

"Shhhh What do you see? Maybe someone has eyeliner around us now, and the wall has ears, you know? I really don't know what you've criticized over the years! ”

As soon as the emperor heard this, did he pay it back?

Directly reached out and took off Lao Zhuang's hand that was covering his mouth, and then looked at him with an indignant face.

"How do you speak? According to the status, I am also an emperor, right? Look at you, old thing, you never took me seriously! ”

When Lao Zhuang heard it, he was shocked.

"Yo ho? Have you learned to talk back? Why didn't you know to talk back when I was going to hit you before? Do you still want to be beaten? ”

I have to say that when the emperor and Lao Zhuang were together, they always wanted to fight, and this was something that everyone who served around the emperor's bedroom knew.

Because Lao Zhuang and the emperor grew up together, reading together, reading together, reading together, and learning dance together, the relationship between the two can be said to be small.

Otherwise, if this had been someone else, the emperor would have pulled him out and cut him down a long time ago.

"Go, go, go! How to speak? Don't talk so much, get down to business! ”

Seeing that Lao Zhuang looked like he might fight with him at any time, the emperor hurriedly waved his hand to let him go aside, and then spoke seriously.

"That's the case, if Die'er hadn't suddenly mentioned it to me today, I really wouldn't have found out about it! Then I sent someone to check on Wan Qixiu, and found that he had recently started to use secret guards... balabala…”

In this way, Lao Zhuang began to talk to the emperor about what he knew, and then the two whispered in the emperor's bedroom for a long time.

It wasn't until late at night that Lao Zhuang left the emperor's bedroom, leaving the emperor with an unfathomable face sitting alone in the bedroom.

The more solemn the expression on his face became, no one knew what he was thinking, and even the emperor's personal eunuch couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw it.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"You go up first, I'm going to rest."

When the emperor, who was still in a daze, heard this, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to signal him to go out, and then lay on the bed alone to rest.

His heart can be said to be very complicated now, because what Lao Zhuang said to him made him have a big pimple in his heart.

I never thought that the proton who had been in their country for ten years was not as sick as it seemed on the surface, but there was a powerful force behind it.

So he was thinking about whether to let him go back or not, and his heart could be said to be very complicated.

If he is not allowed to go back, the emperor of the neighboring country will definitely be unwilling, and if he is allowed to go back, maybe he will spoil their great affairs again.

Thinking about it, he just fell asleep like that.

At the same time, Wan Qixiu, who should have been asleep, was standing on the wall of Xiuyuan at the moment, looking at the scenery in the palace, with a trace of deep meaning in his eyes.

I don't know when he began to have a desire to be king in his heart, because he felt that as long as he had power and money, he would have what he wanted.

In this way, Wan Qixiu stood on the wall until dawn, and then slowly returned to his room, and after changing his clothes, he sat directly in the room and drank tea.

It just so happened that the little guy walked in from outside with a basin, and saw Wan Qixiu sitting there drinking tea early in the morning, and was surprised for a moment.

"Why did Proton get up so early today?"

As he spoke, he placed the basin on a high stool not far away so that he could wash up easily.