Luo Yunhe let out a low voice, and his tone was a little anxious.

"Okay, okay, don't say it, this palace is sleepy, and I want to sleep. Stand down. Si Jitian didn't want to hear Luo Yunhe say bad things about the fourth brother anymore, so he waved his hand impatiently and began to drive people away.

“…… Be. ”

Luo Yunhe sighed secretly, bowed his head, and retreated.

After leaving the hall gate, the sorrow on Luo Yunhe's face became even heavier. In fact, for so many years, the struggle between the prince and the king of Yi is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, many times, if it were not for his desperate mediation with the queen, the prince would have been defeated by the king of Yi, no way, compared with the indiscriminate killing of innocent people by the prince, the name of the king of Yi's generosity and virtue is too popular with the people.

Now although the king of Yi is unfortunately dead, the old ministers who support the king of Yi still don't like the style of killing the prince very much, and they start to support Si Yutian instead. Even though Si Yutian was born lowly, with the powerful power of the Queen Mother of Yi as the backing, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not become the second king of Yi.

Luo Yunhe felt that he was about to break his heart, he was just thirty years old, and he was about to grow gray hair.

Luo Yunhe returned to his room, and as soon as he walked to the door, he stopped, his thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he said in a low voice: "Who is inside?"

His voice was full of alertness, and there was a hint of bloody killing that was rare in ordinary life.

"Master Luo, it's me. Mo Ye. ”

The voice was very low, with a bit of earnestness.

The bloody aura on Luo Yunhe's face dissipated instantly, and he calmly pushed open the door and closed it behind him, isolating the moonlight in the room. In the dark, he was standing, Mo Ye was kneeling, and his bookish figure was so tall.

"You still have a face?" Luo Yunhe sneered.

"Please also ask Master Luo to save me!" Mo Xie knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly, where is there still half of the prince's temperament, at this moment, he was so flustered and so scared, he looked at Luo Yunhe's eyes, as if he was looking at his only savior, "My subordinates didn't expect Yanhuang Xuantie to be found so quickly, and my subordinates intercepted this batch of Yanhuang Xuantie completely to kill the prince." I heard that the prince is very fond of powerful weapons, and he has been longing for the red tassel spear forged by Yanhuang Xuantie for a long time, and after this batch of Yanhuang Xuantie is sent to the Hongmeng Empire, it is possible that it will flow into the one million army under the control of Emperor Si......"

"Be smart!"

Luo Yunhe snorted, and his words were full of might, "Who made you troublesome?" You can't help but laugh too much at the killing of the prince. Although His Highness is simple-hearted, he is a real political genius and a military genius. As long as the Yanhuang Xuantie Tribute enters King's Landing City safely, His Highness will always have a way to get it. ”

Mo Ye knelt on the ground, his forehead had been broken, and blood flowed.

He didn't feel the pain, he was chilling, his underwear was already soaked with cold sweat.

In order to get the support of the prince, he couldn't wait to curry favor with the prince. The batch of tributes withheld, he was originally going to secretly give them to the prince. I didn't want to shoot the horse's ass and actually slapped the horse's leg.

"Please also ask Master Luo to save his subordinates this time for the sake of his subordinates' loyalty for many years."

Mo Xie gritted his teeth, and he tasted the taste of his own blood in his mouth. He doesn't want to die yet! He also wants to be the prince of the Flamingo Kingdom! He also wants to be the emperor of the Flamingo Country!