Chapter 201: Rift
Shen Run's heart had an indescribable disappointment.
Such disappointment made him let go.
He took half a step backwards and walked away from her.
His subtle changes were reflected in Chenguang's eyes, and she sighed helplessly, and asked lightly:
"Are you deflated? Now that the gas is gone, let's talk about the relationship between Long Xiguo and Feng Mingguo, right? ”
Her businesslike tone made Shen Run angry.
He sneered contemptuously: "Do you think that if the Feng Ming Kingdom occupies South Vietnam and North Vietnam, your Feng Ming Kingdom can be compared to the Long Xi Kingdom?" ”
Chenguang smiled: "If there had been no civil strife in Longxi Kingdom, I would naturally not dare, but the current Longxi Kingdom, I have regressed for ten years, and there is no South Vietnam and North Vietnam at the bottom, and the current Long Xi Kingdom and Feng Ming Kingdom are actually similar, they are both trampled under the feet of Chiyang Country and Cangqiu Country." Even if they have the same fate, why waste their strength to bite each other, isn't it better to coexist peacefully? ”
Shen Run choked.
He wanted to kill her right away!
Chenguang glanced at him, curled his lips, and said with a smile:
"Xiao Run, now that seventy percent of the salt production is in the Feng Ming Kingdom, I can order the opening and closing of Long Xiguo in advance, or I can permanently retreat to Long Xiguo. In the past half a year of cutting off salt to Long Xiguo, is Long Xiguo okay? She asked with a smile.
Of course not!
Because of the retreat of the Feng Ming Kingdom, the merchants of the Long Xi Kingdom were unable to purchase enough salt from the territory of the Feng Ming Kingdom, and the shortage of supply caused the salt price of the salt stored in the Long Xi Kingdom to soar rapidly, even if the imperial court came forward to suppress it, it would not work.
It is impossible for the people not to eat salt, but there is not enough salt, and high prices are inevitable.
Although the high price of salt lasts for a long time in the affordable range of Longxiguo, but soon Longxiguo will not be able to bear it, the salt market is hovering on the verge of collapse, once the main salt market collapses, it will inevitably affect other industries, and at the same time will have a serious impact on the daily life of Longxi people.
Shen Run originally thought that Feng Mingguo was in retreat because of the war, but now, through her tone, he suddenly had a shocking guess that she did it on purpose, and she probably deliberately stabilized the market in her country after the war ended, while implementing the retreat under the pretext of the war. Half a year is not enough to collapse the markets of various countries, but it is enough to make people realize the threat of Feng Mingguo's control of seventy percent of the salt industry.
Shen Run's eyes looked at her deeply.
He really couldn't overlap her with the morning light he knew.
She was not a soft and cute kitten, she was a leopard disguised as a cat, and when she was recognized, not only did she not panic, but she raised her head proudly, flicked her tail proudly, slapped him twice, and laughed at him for being blind before.
Shen Run's eyes swept over her limbs bound by iron chains, and her wrists and ankles had been strangled for too long, and several places had been strangled into the flesh, bruises and purples, and blood stains.
If she had been injured like this before, she would have screamed, shouted in pain, and even cried, but this time, let alone crying, she didn't even care.
Is this the real her?
The phoenix lord who led the barbarian country that has been living in the desert for hundreds of years out of the boundless desert?
She's a woman.
A woman who once seemed to him to be more delicate and gentle than any woman.
How so?
Chenguang looked at him with a smile.
Shen Run looked at her intently, and after two breaths, he spoke coldly and ordered:
"Untie His Royal Highness Lord Feng!"
In the face of his personal mood and national interests, he finally chose the national interests, since he now has no extra energy to destroy the Feng Ming Kingdom.
But sooner or later he will do it.
From today onwards, he will not let her go again.
Morning Light was lowered from the torture rack.
Although she has a strong endurance, her body is still weak in the end, she has been hanging for too long, her feet fall to the ground, her legs are weak, and she sits on the wet and cold ground, soft, like a duckling.
She hung her head and gasped softly.
Shen Run stood one step away from her, looking at her indifferently.
He wasn't sure which part of her was disguised and which part was real now, and he felt that all of her was fake.
Chenguang gasped twice, threw up his head, and said to him softly:
"I'm hungry."
She had been starved by him for four days, which was even more excessive than when he was in Yuqiongxuan, where he locked her up for half a year and forbade her to eat meat.
Chenguang was angry.
Shen Run has been angry, and in the face of Chenguang's soft appeal, he turned around very indifferently and went out.
Chenguang glared at his back.
What an inhuman stingy!
She sat limply on the ground for a moment, glancing at the trembling guards standing beside her.
She held out her hand at him.
The little guard was startled, came back to his senses, and hurriedly stretched out his arm to her, cowering like a eunuch.
Chenguang took his arm and slowly got up from the ground, and the little guard hurriedly adjusted his body to the lowest.
Chenguang stomped his feet, barely supported his body, and helped the little guard's arm to walk outside the stone prison.
One step at a time, the distance that could have been completed in a quarter of an hour, the morning light walked for two quarters of an hour, and the waist of the guards supporting her was about to break, and it was miserable.
Morning Light finally got out of the stone prison, and she felt her forehead heat up again, and she was dizzy with hunger.
Seeing the light of day again, the bright sunshine made her vision ghost, and she calmed down, and saw Fu Li, who was waiting outside the stone prison, come over, and politely said to her:
"His Royal Highness Lord Feng, the meal has been prepared, come with me."
Chenguang was happy at this time, and happily followed him to the guest room, and finally walked to the guest room, entered the hall, and sat down at the table softly, she took two breaths before she began to look at the dining table, this time she was furious, the so-called rice was just a pot of japonica rice porridge, not even a side dish.
Chenguang was really angry this time, and she asked loudly, "Why is there no honey ham?" Don't even have pearl balls? ”
Fu Li thought to himself, a prisoner under the ranks, your old requirements are really high!
"Your Royal Highness Lord Feng, aren't you hungry, eat quickly when you're hungry, you haven't eaten for four days." He avoided the important and persuaded lightly.
The morning light was furious, the red crisp hand slapped heavily on the table, Huo Di stood up, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he shouted angrily:
"Who is it that I haven't eaten for four days? I'm angry! You go and tell Shen Run, he is more annoying than a resentful woman! ”
Fu Li was so frightened that he hurriedly made a gesture to stop, wanted to cry without tears, lowered his voice, and whispered:
"Auntie, just say a few words! I have followed His Majesty since I was ten years old, and for so many years, it is the first time I have seen Your Majesty so angry, why do you bother to provoke Your Majesty, and if you say a few soft words, you will not lose a piece of meat, and you will not suffer if you make him happy, right? ”