Chapter 182: Against the Light (43)

When Song Huaijin heard this, his eyes became more and more suspicious.

"That's it." Jun made the final decision, obviously not planning to consider it for the other party.

A certain beast swallowed the pastry, and in retrospect, he was sold by an unscrupulous master!

Suddenly, the beast's eyes were aggrieved, and with a mouthful of food, that look... I can't bear to look at it directly.

Jun lightly swept over with a cold eye, and a certain beast suddenly wilted, turned his back and continued to eat.

retracted his gaze and looked at Song Huaijin: "Do you still have questions?" ”

Song Huaijin lowered his eyes and thought about it: "At this moment, it is not mature, and it is not appropriate to rebel." ”

Jun Qingfeng's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "Then when are you going to do it?" After the new emperor ascended the throne? ”

Song Huaijin's heart trembled slightly, with his current progress, he really had to wait until that time, so he nodded and said, "According to the plan, it should be like this." ”

"Since it is a plan, it can be changed, now that nearly half of the Qi Dynasty's troops are among you, it is no better, besides, this time when you return from the south, do you think the old emperor can still tolerate you?" Jun's voice was a little tough.

Song Huaijin's eyes were obscure, he knew this, but now his power is not yet mature, and it may be inappropriate to send troops at this moment.

"You just have to do what I say, and I can bring you back to life, even if it's dead." Jun spoke softly and arrogantly.

Song Huaijin raised his eyes, his eyes were facing each other, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

What kind of eyes are that, looking at the world, seeing all things as dogs, and none of the living beings can enter each other's eyes.

"Okay." Song Huaijin sent the gods down.

Jun Qing was satisfied, if she wasn't afraid of the Heavenly Dao, how could she waste words with him here?

Generally speaking, those who can sit on the throne of God are all people with great luck, and letting Song Huaijin rebel and capture the Qi Dynasty little by little is actually depriving the other party of luck.

With her as an outlier, Song Huaijin will win this battle.

"What about the people in the house?" Suddenly, Song Huaijin spoke.

Caught off guard like this, he hadn't had time to prepare.

Jun raised his eyelids slightly: "I have my own way to do this." ”

Song Huaijin didn't speak, expressing acquiescence.

Since this son said so, it shouldn't be a problem.

Touching the white porcelain bottle in his arms, how could it be simple to take out such a thing?

Jun glanced at a certain beast that had finished eating the pastry, got up and walked out of the study without looking back.

After the person left, Song Huaijin set his eyes on a certain beast, and his expression was unknown.

A certain beast's big black grape-like eyes looked straight at Song Huaijin, and his mouth pursed, very aggrieved.

Song Huaijin glanced at him, he had never gotten along with a child, he didn't know what to do, and the room fell silent for a while.

After a while, Fang asked, "Do you need to prepare?" Depart tomorrow morning. ”

A certain beast stood up and rolled his eyes: "Master wants to bring a lot of food, especially chicken legs, you go and prepare it." ”

Song Huaijin: "..."

Was he ordered by a little doll?

The expression is a little weird.

"Yes."

A certain beast laughed instantly, and it was almost cute.

However, Song Huaijin did not react, called the little servant to take the people away, and discussed tomorrow with his subordinates.

Jun Qing had just returned to the courtyard and stepped over the wall when he heard a sound of the door closing, and looked towards the source of the sound, it was Gu Li's room.

Frowning, what is the little guy doing sneakily when he doesn't sleep at night?

Raise your feet and walk towards the other party's door.

"Knock knock..."

A series of knocks sounded on the door, and the young man behind the door pursed his thin lips, very nervous.

"Open the door." Jun Qing said coldly.

The tips of Gu Li's ears flushed, and he refused: "I, I'm going to rest." ”